The 786th Company of the Regiment.

Company commander Fan Yu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched the delicate cigarette packaging, and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

That's a lot of smoke!

He had smoked Japanese cigarettes seized from devils before, and it was clear that this American cigarette was of better quality, tasted better, and even had better packaging, and from the first puff, Fan Yu fell in love with this cigarette.

As an old smoking gun, Fan Yu never leaves his mouth, he used to smoke only leaf cigarettes, and even looked for leaves when he was interrupted.

Fortunately, not long ago, the army suddenly began to pay salaries, although it is not much, but there are still several oceans every month, and I can buy several large bundles of leaves and cigarettes at the villagers' houses.

And from now on, Choking Ye Ziyan will say goodbye to him!

Fan Yu thought happily in his heart, and at the same time took out a kerosene lighter from his arms, like cigarettes, this was brought from the independent group, not much, but it was more than enough for each company commander to belong to one.

In the friction of the flint, the kerosene was ignited, the steady flame lit the cigarette, the lid was closed, and Fan Woo extinguished the lighter.

After taking a sip, Fan Yu's eyes narrowed.

These cigarettes were specially transported by the two fat men of the transport team from a large independent group, there are more than a dozen boxes, a box of cigarettes has thousands, and they are not heavy, and they do not affect the transportation of ammunition, and the regiment commander does not care about this matter, and the regiment commander himself is also an old smoking gun, and the regiment commander is still a little complaining about the transportation of cigarettes, but after smoking a few puffs of fragrant new cigarettes, he has nothing more.

After smoking a cigarette, Fan Yu only felt refreshed, joined the army for five years, moved all the way from the old base to the side, and finally came here from a platoon commander to a company commander.

After staging away the lighter and cigarettes, Fan Yu walked to the camp.

He also commanded the strongest fighting force in the 786 Regiment, a company composed of all veterans, a total of 125 people, including 25 recruits, these recruits are new recruits, they will not participate in the battle, mainly responsible for moving medicines.

At this time, the 7th Company was already lined up and ready to move into position.

"Are you ready, comrades?"

Standing in front of the neatly lined line, Fan Yu shouted loudly.

"Ready"

The company's response was even louder, which made Fan Yu very satisfied.

"Okay, this time our company's task is very arduous, we have to be responsible for blocking the devils from the original county to support, this group of devils is stronger than the devils in Luozhuang, and the weapons are more sophisticated, and we and the first battalion and the first and second companies have to block them for at least twelve hours."

Fan Yu concisely tasked.

The task of the 786 regiment in this operation is to eliminate the devils and puppet army in Luozhuang, try to kill and injure this group of devils and puppet army, from luring the enemy to starting to ambush the devils from the Luozhuang station, this battle process will take at least one time, so they need to resist the devils supported by Luoxian for at least twelve hours.

This task is no easier than an ambush on the main battlefield.

"We don't have an advantage in this battle, although our weapons and ammunition are much better than before, but don't be careless, everyone has learned the marksmanship of the devils"

Looking at the pair of confident eyes below, Fan Yu reminded sharply.

Nowadays, there is no shortage of guns, ammunition, and food in the army, and these old fritters are inflated to death, and they can't wait to have a big fight with the devils, and this mentality is prone to problems.

"Yes"

He was answered by a loud and well-organized voice.

The corner of his eye jumped, Fan Yu didn't continue to beep, how useless, this group of old fritters is very shrewd, and their ability to save their lives on the battlefield is first-class, in the past, the casualties were large because of the lack of ammunition and weapons, and they could only approach for white-knuckle combat, but now there is no shortage of bullets, guns, and as an elite veteran, the seventh company often shoots with live ammunition, yes, now the shooting skills of the seventh company are definitely not worse than any devil troops.

When there are enough bullets, no one likes to rush up and fight the devil with a bayonet.

"As long as you pay attention to yourself when you are in command of operations," he thought to himself.

And·· Looking at the three groups of mortars in the company, as well as the twenty-five recruits who were full of shells on their backs, each recruit carried thirty shells on his back, inexplicably, Fan Yu felt a sense of contempt for the next battle in his heart

The weapons on my side are better than the devils, the ammunition is more than the devils, and the training does not have to be worse than the devils, and it is still a matter of leisure, even if the number of veterans is a little worse than the devils, why do you instigate the devils?

Shaking his head and throwing out the contempt in his heart, Fan Yu secretly thought to himself that there would definitely be no accidents in this battle, and he would definitely be able to block the devil's reinforcements.

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The 786th regiment ambushed the main position, the artillery battery position.

This is a hilltop, the vantage point, where artillery can cover the surrounding roads.

The commander of the artillery company gave his thumb up and squinted at the road in the distance.

As a veteran gunner, it has been almost three years since he started to touch the artillery, and he is measuring the distance at this time, and at the same time calculating the shooting Zhuyuan in his heart, so that in the battle in the near future, the cannonballs can be more accurate.

Although there are plenty of shells today, it is still necessary to use them sparingly.

The 82 mortar's range is five kilometers, and the shells are powerful, but their ammunition is heavier, so the five hundred shells brought back by the transport team this time are relatively rare, compared to the 60 mortars' ammunition reserves of more than 10,000 pieces, more than 500 rounds can be very few.

However, 500 shells is really a lot!

The commander of the artillery company thought with a smile in his heart.

In the past, when fighting, a cannon had a dozen shells to be rich, at that time, every time the artillery was fired, there must be a personal order from the regiment commander or brigade commander, and only important targets could apply for artillery, which is like now, the task of the artillery company is to cover the artillery fire, before the battle, first the artillery fire at full speed, for five minutes, requiring as many infantrymen as possible to kill and wound the devil's infantry.

Take the 60 mortar as an example, its maximum rate of fire is 30 pieces per minute, even if you add the adjustment of the angle of fire and artificial delay, it can reach the rate of fire of 20 guns per minute, the artillery company has eight 60 guns deployed on the side of the kilometer, and the eight guns fire at full speed for five minutes, that is, 900 shells are fired.

In the past, the division commander would have to call and scold people.

No, 900 shells were fired at the beginning of a battle, and the division commander and chief of staff were afraid that they would shoot themselves with guns.

But according to the news brought by the second fat man, there are close to more than 500,000 shells stored in the warehouse on the side of the independent regiment, and it is still increasing.

According to reports, the 1st Separate Regiment now consumes more than 8,000 shells per battle.

Eight thousand shells in one battle...

Thinking of this, the commander of the artillery company looked at the fifty recruits behind him, these soldiers who had not yet completed their recruit training, each of these soldiers had a huge strap on their backs, and the bags were full of shells.

Or maybe a few more shells later? The company commander thought to himself that after this battle, the transport team would set off again, and then another 10,000 shells would be put into storage.