northernbook Chapter 216 We Are So Strong
Chapter 216 We Are So Strong
In fact, it was not only the Japanese who were shocked. Everyone, including Tang Guoping and the officers and soldiers of the First Regiment, were frightened by what they saw.
What the Japanese feared was that they had never seen such a combat-capable army.
What shocked Tang Guoping and the others was that we had become so powerful?
I originally thought that most of the team were new recruits who had not been baptized by the battlefield, so problems would inevitably arise after they went to the battlefield. However, after the actual fighting started, I found that these people became more and more familiar with the battle. Before we even met the Japanese, two-thirds of them had been killed by us.
Li Shaoyi had already taken this into consideration when he ordered them to go to the battlefield. Training on the training ground alone would not be enough to cultivate their battlefield awareness, so now they are learning while fighting.
As long as our army suffers few casualties and is well-equipped with powerful weapons, these people will become more and more confident and will soon become a qualified army. Now they have also realized that the Japanese's combat effectiveness was exaggerated before. Why can't they even resist us?
"Third Master, you always tell us how powerful the Japanese are. Look how long it's been. They've already retreated to the second line of defense in just half an hour."
A new recruit said excitedly that he was a machine gunner in the training camp and was responsible for operating the heavy machine gun on the armored vehicle. He was so happy that he almost jumped up.
In the attack just now, he killed at least five or six Japanese devils, and of course used more than five hundred bullets.
"I used to use a broadsword. I've never even heard of this thing in your hand, let alone seen it. Look at this bullet, it's almost as big as my hand. Besides, the metal bumps around us are not dangerous at all. It's just like you are on the training ground. If you still think the Japanese are difficult to fight, you are crazy."
Uncle San was the deputy squad leader of their infantry squad. At this moment, he was struggling to lift two boxes of bullets from below. The bullets had been consumed heavily just now. After the regiment commander gave the order, the heavy machine gun on the vehicle never stopped firing. In the time it took to smoke a pack of cigarettes, 500 rounds of bullets were used up.
If this had happened during the Great Wall War, 500 rounds of bullets could have been given to two infantry platoons, but now you have made them all by yourself.
Just as the Third Master was speaking, two trucks came up from behind.
"How many bullets does your squad need to replenish?"
Hearing the shouting outside, the third master quickly opened the back door.
"Three boxes of 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullets and two sets of 20mm artillery shells."
How many bullets were fired? The Third Master knew it clearly. After he finished speaking, two soldiers jumped off the truck and hurriedly put the additional bullets and shells on the vehicle. The 20mm cannon was also very useful. From this position, it could already fire directly.
The bunkers that the heavy machine guns couldn't take down just now were all taken down by 20mm cannons. One shell might not have much effect, but we are continuously firing more than a dozen shells here. Is your bunker made of iron?
Now, thick smoke is coming out of more than a dozen bunkers on the Japanese positions in the distance. After being repaired, these bunkers have not even achieved any results in the battle, and now they have become like this.
As for how many Japanese soldiers died there, that is none of our business. It was you who had nothing better to do than farm at home and come to our land to harm us. This is what you deserve.
The two trucks ran from beginning to end, replenished the ammunition of the twenty-four armored vehicles, and then quickly retreated to the rear. They did not have strong defensive capabilities. If the Japanese had missed some firepower points, our brothers on the trucks would be killed here.
"Wait a moment, the second round of shells has passed, let's wait a moment."
Seeing the driver preparing to move forward, the Third Master quickly patted the iron plate and asked the driver to stop. The order had been issued from above that a second round of shelling must be carried out on the Fengtai military camp. The first round of shelling had just dealt with the people from the central government. Now the people on the periphery had withdrawn. If we carry out another round of shelling on them, we would be less worried after we go in.
The brothers all happily lay on the lookout, watching the military camp in the distance continue to be bombarded.
"If my old brothers knew that war could be fought like this, I really don't know what expressions would be on their faces. Back then, when we were fighting the devils with bayonets, we were no match for them because we hadn't had enough food for so long. It took two or three brothers to replace one of them. Don't look at the devils because they are short, they are very strong."
The corners of the Third Master's eyes were already wet. Thinking about the battles he had fought in the past and then looking at the battles he was fighting today, it felt like a dream.
The veterans in other vehicles had the same feeling, feeling that it all seemed unreal. However, they did not have much time to savor the moment on the battlefield. Soon the order came down from above, and the armored vehicles of each battalion launched a joint attack.
The heavy armored reconnaissance vehicle leads the way, followed by the light armored vehicle, and then the jeep, but it is also equipped with steel plates. In short, the toughest and most resilient ones must go in front.
After the Japanese retreated to the second line of defense, they wanted to do serious work on the second line of defense, but unfortunately the enemy also launched a second round of artillery fire, and it was very accurate.
They originally had more than 300 people left who could fight, and now the second round of shelling killed more than 100 more. Now there are only one tenth of them who can fight with guns. If it weren't for personal experience, who would have thought that the war would turn out like this?
"Send a telegram to the Tianjin headquarters. The Fengtai camp has over 1,300 men, but only 105 remain. Squad leader Uehara Namahide will lead the remaining men to die in battle. Long live the Empire of Japan, long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
This guy has already realized that it is useless and he can only send a decisive telegram. Now the telegraph line has just been repaired, and some people are talking about requesting assistance. In the current situation, what kind of assistance can save you?
After sending this telegram, the guy tore off the bandage on his hand and felt a piercing pain instantly. A shrapnel had just penetrated his arm, but due to the lack of medicine, he had nothing but gauze. There was no point in wrapping it with this thing. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well not use it.
"Concentrate all your firepower on me."
The squad leader gave the order, and the light and heavy machine guns on the position opened fire simultaneously. However, the shots only produced some sparks when hitting the enemy's armored vehicles, and did not cause any substantial damage at all. The Japanese soldiers were heartbroken at this moment...