kingnovel Chapter 311: The Japanese Year-End Sweep
Chapter 311: The Japanese Year-End Sweep
In the early morning, the dazzling sunlight shines on the earth.
At the urging of the devils, the puppet soldiers slowly began to pack up their tents. Everyone had seen what happened yesterday; these devils didn't treat them as human beings at all.
The death of more than 3,000 puppet soldiers was only exchanged for a compliment from Qian Tian, and not even the most basic food supply was increased.
This made the puppet troops feel very uncomfortable, and an atmosphere of laziness gradually spread.
Chida Sadao's gaze naturally did not fall on the puppet troops. He looked at several puppet army commanders and spoke in a cold tone.
"You guys really disappoint me. With so many people, even if they turned into pigs, they could still make a difference. But how much damage did you do to the enemy?"
This sentence made the pseudo-corps commanders speechless, and they really didn't know what to say.
If we talk about their role, it seems that they just gave away heads and did nothing else.
Of the tens of thousands of troops, only a little over half are left, especially the puppet armies of Wang Shiqun and Li Hongzhi, who can almost withdraw. They are the most miserable.
"Chida-sama, this army has too much firepower and there are many sharpshooters. We really..."
Li Hongzhi felt rather aggrieved. He had really tried his best. So many brothers were sent up by him, and then they were reduced to ashes. It would be strange if he didn't feel aggrieved.
"That's not an excuse. The Imperial Army doesn't issue weapons to you as toys."
"Even if thousands of pigs rushed over, the damage to the enemy would definitely be more than just you guys."
Chida Sadao was indeed very dissatisfied. The enemy had only more than 2,000 people, and he had only one regiment plus so many Imperial Army troops, but they still lost the battle. What a miserable loss, which resulted in the plan not being implemented. How could he not be angry?
Blame it?
Isn’t it because these Imperial Army soldiers are lazy in their training?
Qiantian's words completely left the pseudo-corps commanders speechless, and the tent fell into silence.
After a while, Qian Tian's tone softened a bit and he continued, "The Imperial Army will be punished for their mistakes and rewarded for their merits. You should cooperate with the Imperial Army today."
"As long as you try your best today, each of you will get a can of beef tonight. Otherwise, you will all die. Do you understand?"
In order to make these Imperial Army soldiers fight for their lives, Qian Tian was generous for once and actually distributed canned beef as checks.
When several puppet army commanders heard Qiantian say this, they immediately bowed and saluted, expressing their willingness to obey the arrangements.
What can they do now that they are on the pirate ship? Either they die now or they die later, it makes no difference. They might as well give it a try and see if they can live longer!
At ten o'clock in the morning, after two hours of marching, the Japanese finally saw the blocking position ahead.
The situation was reported to Tanaka Shinichi. As soon as Tanaka Shinichi got off the car, he rode his warhorses with a group of Japanese officers to two kilometers away from the blocking position.
The Japanese officers took out their binoculars to watch, and after a while, the commander of the 12th Regiment, Colonel Kuchi Kiyosuke, spoke.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, it seems this is the second blocking point chosen by the Chinese."
The Japanese brigade at this moment is a bit like a level-breaking game. They can only reach Gaojia Town after breaking through one level after another.
The old devil Tanaka naturally understood this as well. He said with a serious expression, "I've seen this in previous battle reports. This type of fortification caused considerable losses to the imperial warriors on the battlefield of Nanjing."
The fortifications in front of him were three horizontal and four vertical, a total of five lines in front, middle and back, with each line two hundred meters apart. It was not easy to break through this defense.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, have the Imperial Army test the enemy's firepower first. We can deploy heavy artillery attacks if necessary."
Chida Sadao suggested.
"Yoshi," Tanaka Shinichi nodded, then revealed a strange smile and said, "Order the Imperial Army to attack. Today I will show these Chinese the power of the Imperial Army's weapons."
"Hi!" The two captains bowed immediately.
Half an hour later, after being encouraged by several puppet army commanders, the puppet soldiers lined up in turn. Some of them looked at the sun in the sky reluctantly, as if they were reluctant to leave the world, but also as if they were saying goodbye.
They had no way to resist, nor did they have the courage to turn their guns against the Japanese. The only thing they could do was to die under the escort of the Japanese.
Many puppet soldiers knew very well that they might die today. With the firepower of the opposing army, how many of them could survive?
Since you have become a dog, you must be aware of being a dog, although many puppet soldiers have already regretted it...
Of course, Wu Mazi would not be polite to the puppet troops. Inside the fortifications covered with a large amount of pine wood, his companies were already ready.
The deployment was not very clever. The infantry of the 1st, 2nd and 3rd companies were on the first line of defense, the machine gunners were on the second line of defense, and the militia company of more than 1,000 people were on the third and fourth lines of defense.
The position chosen by Wu Mazi was not very wide, only about seven or eight hundred meters. It was surrounded by mountains and had the help of the Second Battalion to guard it.
So he could rest assured at this time, just waiting for the Japanese puppet army to attack.
"Battalion Commander, the puppet troops are coming."
In front of the first position, the third company commander Wen Jiayi carefully reminded Wu Mazi.
Wen Jiayi, the former company commander of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, has seen some things clearly since being captured and is staying at the Xianyaling base with peace of mind.
Later, he trained hard with ordinary soldiers, and was finally selected by Wu Mazi. After learning about his experience, he was directly given the position of squad leader.
As the team expanded, Wu Mazi gradually discovered his talents and slowly promoted him to the position of company commander.
"Jiayi, they're just some puppet soldiers. Let's get closer and then fight them. Don't use the M60s. Let the soldiers responsible for the Japanese Type s take over."
"Captain, don't worry, just watch how I deal with these traitors!"
After such a long period of training, Wen Jiayi is no longer as afraid of the Japanese as before. In fact, he even hopes that the Japanese will come and fight him now.
What's more, the attackers were puppet troops, and he didn't take them seriously at all.
The puppet soldiers were much more careful today. Under the leadership of their battalion commander, more than a thousand puppet soldiers began to attack the first trench.
They were divided into three echelons, with eight Japanese Type 92 rifles and more than a dozen grenade launchers arranged in the third echelon.
The second echelon consisted of more than twenty Type 99 light rifles and ten grenade launcher groups.
The first echelon is the infantry, with each person two or three meters apart, crouching and constantly changing their advance route.
If Shi Xiaoliu was present at that time, he would have discovered that the performance of the puppet army on the two days was completely different.
Whether they were afraid or valued their lives, the puppet soldiers finally learned something when faced with life and death.
When they entered the 300-meter range, the puppet soldiers became more cautious. The heavy machine gun crew had completely stopped and began to set up machine guns on the spot to provide fire support for the infantry.
200 meters!
100 meters!
The first position was quiet. Wen Jiayi didn't take it seriously, and the ordinary soldiers didn't care even more.
50 meters!
Wen Jiayi pulled the trigger of the Nanbu pistol, and a puppet soldier fell down.
There was no other way. Although the Southern pistol was known as the king of jams, they had captured too many of them and had no choice but to use them.
Unlike the special forces, the battalions had all changed their equipment to Colt M1911?
In terms of equipment, Gu Changfeng does pay more attention to the special forces, but pays less attention to the various battalions.
Of course, there is also the reason of insufficient points.