Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Li Yunlong roared.

"To!"

Immediately a soldier ran over.

"Go and inform Deputy Commander Kong and tell him to give up attacking the West Gate and bring everyone back."

Li Yunlong pointed to the west side of Boyang City and shouted.

"Yes!"

The soldiers took the lead and rushed towards the west gate of Boyang City where Kong Jie was located.

Judging from the current situation, since it is impossible to attack the city in a short period of time, it is meaningless to divide the troops into two groups.

Li Yunlong originally planned to attack Boyang City from both sides, because the number of independent regiments was at a disadvantage, so that the little devils' forces could be dispersed.

But now he couldn't enter the city, couldn't fight the little devils hand to hand, and couldn't achieve the goal of dispersing the enemy's forces.

On the contrary, because the position is divided into two places, it will attract the firepower of the little devil to cover the attack.

In this case, joining forces together is the safest choice.

Already, some little devil troops from a closer distance rushed over one after another, hid behind the pass of the city wall and opened fire on the independent regiment.

However, due to the small number of people and the lack of vision, they failed to pose a threat to the independent group.

"The artillery company, let me stare at the little devils on the city wall. If anyone shoots, just shoot them down."

Li Yunlong glanced at the flickering bright spot on the city wall, which was the flame produced when the little devil fired his gun, and immediately gave the artillery company a death order, and then rushed out first with a roar: "Others, follow me!" Go grab the sandbags."

Except for the artillery company, the rest of the soldiers followed closely behind Li Yunlong and rushed towards the base of the city wall.

The fortifications built by the little devil are there.

A bag of sandbags weighs almost [-] kilograms. Li Yunlong picked up one and threw it back on his shoulders, feeling a little heavy.

"Take as much as you can, as much as you can! Don't hold on."

Li Yunlong supported the sandbag on his shoulder with one hand, picked up another bag with the other hand, turned around and took a step, already feeling a bit strenuous.

He quickly reminded the soldiers to do what they can and not to be greedy.

There are more than 1000 people, all young and old, with little education and strength.

At least two bags per person, quite a few took three bags, and even a very few warriors with brute force took four bags directly.

The one-meter-high sandbag wall that had been piled up at the corner of the city wall was reduced by more than half in one fell swoop.

When he was about to return to the position, he happened to run into Kong Jie who led his men to catch up.

After receiving the order, Kong Jie immediately returned to the South Gate position with three battalions, but found that there was only the artillery company. After asking, he learned that Li Yunlong had led people to grab something.

He was worried that Li Yunlong would be in danger, so he couldn't rest assured, so he chased after him.

"Lao Li, Lao Li!"

There were figures swaying everywhere, and Kong Jie couldn't tell which one was Li Yunlong, shouting at the top of his voice while running.

"Stop screaming, here it is!"

With one on his shoulder and another in his hand, Li Yunlong, who was bent over by two sandbags, suddenly appeared in front of Kong Jie and said out of breath.

"Lao Li, you are..."

Kong Jie looked at Li Yunlong in bewilderment, and asked puzzledly.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take someone to grab the sandbags, hurry up."

Li Yunlong didn't wait for Kong Jie to finish his question, and ran away without a trace after saying a word.

Kong Jie was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "One battalion, two battalions and three battalions, follow me to grab sandbags."

Ulala, another group of warriors rushed towards the base of the city wall.

Chapter 750 The Cunning Eighth Route Army

The artillery company is quite addicted to firing cannons today. In the past, when the troops were training, they usually fired empty cannons.

The air guns mentioned here do not refer to the kind of non-lethal air-burst bombs used by modern artillery units in training.

It is an empty gun in the true literal sense, that is, without shells.

The main content of the soldiers' daily training is to set up artillery positions over and over again, judge the distance by visual inspection, and calculate the exact coordinates of the target.

Then simulate whether the shell can hit the target accurately after being fired.

This training method is provided by Jolin.

The reason Qiao Lin was able to master this skill was because he had a close comrade-in-arms during the years on the peninsula battlefield.

Thunder.

Strictly speaking, Lei Gong is not a genius soldier.

He is not like Qiao Lin, who not only has systematic blessings, but also has quick thinking, and can always play a decisive role on the battlefield.

He is also not like generals like Li Yunlong and Brigadier Chen, who have a superhuman sense of military affairs, can always turn decay into magic, and win every battle.

But he also has his own advantages, that is, he is down-to-earth.

The ten-year artillery career not only allowed him to lay a foundation that was stronger than reinforced concrete, but also during this period of time, he also developed many unique skills of his own.

For example, without any tools, the error of the distance measured visually does not exceed ten centimeters.

Any adjustment of the position of the muzzle according to the terrain and wind direction, calculation of the exact coordinates of the target, after the shell hits, the error does not exceed five centimeters, etc.

These skills will not be printed in the textbooks, nor will they be spoken by the instructors.

It is all based on Lei Gong's accumulated experience and continuous research and exploration. It is not an exaggeration to call it a cheat.

Qiao Lin is eager to learn, and Lei Gong does not hide his secrets, so this unique skill was learned by Qiao Lin.

It just so happened that the Independent Regiment captured quite a lot some time ago. Li Yunlong gathered these mortars, infantry artillery, and mountain artillery and so on, and built an artillery company.

Qiao Lin summed up Lei Gong's unique skill and handed it over to the artillery company.

Facts have proved that the theoretical basis is solid, and it often has unexpected results in practice.

The artillery company is like this now. It is the first time for many soldiers to see what it looks like when a cannon is fired, but this does not affect their performance.

The things learned in the training came into play at this moment, except that the speed was a little slow, every shell fell on the target accurately.

Those little devils hiding behind the pass of the city wall tried to use heavy machine guns to shoot down the independent regiment soldiers under the city.

As soon as the muzzle flashes, it will be locked in place immediately, followed by a mortar shell falling from the top of their heads.

It can be said that the soldiers of the independent regiment did not suffer any casualties during the process of grabbing sandbags. Except for the dim light, a large part of the credit should be attributed to the firepower of the soldiers of the artillery company.

The shells that exploded on the city wall from time to time not only killed the little devils who shot, but also shattered their courage to try to fight back.

"All retreat, move the position back 300 meters, and get out of the range of the little devil's rifle."

After returning to the position, Li Yunlong did not stop, and continued to run backwards while carrying sandbags, shouting at the same time.

The position that was originally only about 500 meters away from the city wall began to move backwards. At the same time, these sandbags "snatched" by the soldiers, under the command of Li Yunlong, built a high defensive wall in front of the new position.

When everything was arranged properly, it was already daylight.

The two sides have temporarily entered a ceasefire state, and both are seizing the time to mobilize troops to deal with the next battle.

From the bottom of the city, it can be clearly seen that the number of little devils on the city wall is constantly increasing. There are at least two little devils standing at each pass, either with rifles or machine guns.

A few infantry guns were also lifted to the city wall by the little devil, set up in position, and began to calibrate.

The initial panic of being attacked has gradually disappeared, and the little devils have returned to normal, relying on the giant bunker of the city wall, looking like they are ready for battle.

On the other hand, the position of the independent regiment was much shabby.

Except for a row of nearly two-meter-high sandbag walls at the front of the position, there are no bunkers.

The soldiers squatted behind sandbags, holding rifles in their arms, fingers all on the triggers.

The little devil is condescending and has an absolute advantage.

Standing on the city wall, you can have a panoramic view of the independent regiment positions below.

Fujiro Ono had already climbed up the city wall with the assembled troops, and his pupils dilated just by looking forward.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, confirming that the nearly two-meter-high sandbag wall in front of the Independence Regiment's position wasn't a dazzle.

Then he stuck his head out again and looked down.

Sure enough, sure enough, the city wall was empty.

"Damn, these Eighth Route Army, are they all thieves?"

Saya Fujiro cursed angrily.

The sandbags that were originally piled up under the city, but he personally supervised the work, dispatched a brigade of little devil soldiers, and it took a long time to build the bunker. How did they run to the opposite side in the blink of an eye?

Of course, what angered him most was not the stolen sandbags, but the cunning of the Eighth Route Army.

As the captain of the regiment commanding [-] little devils, Fujiro Ono also had some military vision.

He just observed on the city wall for a while, and quickly analyzed the current situation of both sides.

The straight-line distance between the Eighth Route Army's position and the city wall has exceeded 800 meters, which means that all the little devil's rifles are useless.

Beyond the effective range, what is the difference between that and a fire stick?

The only thing that can drive bullets into the positions of the Eighth Route Army is the heavy machine gun.

However, due to the angle, when shooting down from the city wall, the bullets could only hit the sandbags, and could not cause any damage to the Eighth Route Army soldiers hiding behind.

The machine gun can destroy those sandbags, but the problem is that the machine gun cannot fire continuously for a long time, otherwise the barrel will explode if it cannot withstand the high temperature.

Even if a section of the sandbag wall is collapsed, the Eighth Route Army behind it can quickly block it with sandbags again, which has no practical effect.

Apart from directly attacking the position with artillery over the sandbag wall, Ono Fujiro couldn't think of any way to deal a blow to the Eighth Route Army.

However, the artillery shells cannot achieve precise strikes, and the terrain under the city is open, so the Eighth Route Army has a lot of room to hide.

If only shelling is used, even if all the shells stored in Boyang City are exhausted, it may not be possible to destroy this Eighth Route Army unit.

This also means that the city wall is now crowded with nearly [-] little devil soldiers, and most of them have become decorations. Apart from watching the battle and cheering, they have no effect on this battle.