"New supplies have crossed"

"I also brought a little food and ammunition this time"

Standing in the military headquarters of the 59th Army, Luo Yun crossed Erlang's legs and smiled at his newly recognized big brother.

After several observations, Luo Yun also had to admit that what kind of commander and what kind of troops, the soldiers under the command of the commander who never engaged in specialization and the soldiers in front of him had a completely different temperament from the other Republic of China troops. This temperament makes him very comfortable.

So he is happy to give supplies to such troops, and now that the 59th Army has gained a firm foothold, the rear is very stable, and it is no problem to give a little more supplies now.

"Ah, thank you, Brother Luo."

"I haven't used up the second batch here!"

General Zhang Xincheng was immediately grateful. At this time, it has been five years since Luo Yun gave away the first batch of materials, and the second batch is only two, and the second batch of 1 million grenades also made him understand how rich the new Luo brother in front of him is. So he completely let go of his hands and feet, and gave the order to the front-line troops not to use grenades.

In World War II, a period when mechanization was still seriously insufficient, especially in the Chinese theater, the grenade was an excellent weapon for both offense and defense. As a mine laying, close defense, fire detection, and fire cover. Although the most of the grenades brought by Luo Yun were fragmentation grenades, there were various types of ammunition, smoke grenades, and flares.

After the order to use regardless of the number was issued, the 59th Army would almost always launch a large-scale night attack, fighting at close range at night, and before they met, they were greeted by a large number of grenades, whether there was an enemy or not, as long as they heard the movement, they would retreat when they ran out of grenades, and resolutely did not love to fight, and went back to make up for it and continued the attack. In short, it's one word, fried.

Maybe this combat efficiency is very low, almost more than a thousand grenades can eliminate a devil, but there are too many grenades. When the first batch of 400,000 troops subconsciously used sparingly, but when the second batch of 1 million grenades arrived, in the face of the endless flow of grenades transported by the division headquarters, each regiment on the front line found that their grenades were so numerous that they seriously affected the march.

Especially recently, the devils have retreated some troops, the defensive forces are already insufficient, in the face of a sudden large-scale night attack, the devils are simply anxious, originally relying on the advantages of firepower and logistics supply, and have been defensive battles, the devils are not panicked at all, but now the devils are bombed is simply miserable.

"I have something to go abroad during this time, so this time there are a little more supplies than last time" took his brother Zhang and his guard company to the place where the materials were stacked.

"Now, how much is this..."

Although he had prepared a lot of supplies this time, General Zhang was frightened by the huge number of grenades. Even though it was night, he had to look up at the mountains of grenade boxes.

"Eight million rounds..."

Luo Yundao. At the same time, he was sighing in his heart, he finally used up 10 million rounds, well, there are still 260 million rounds, continue to work hard.

"Can I support other troops?"

General Zhang asked, he would definitely not be able to use up so many grenades.

"No problem, as long as it's a devil, Luo Yun doesn't care about the answer. As long as it's a fried devil, it's the same for anyone.

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At night, the camps of the 5th and 4th brigades of the Japanese detachment of Sakamoto.

Dense explosions came and went, and the continuous explosions seemed to be more dense than the gunfire on the battlefield, and every Japanese army was highly tense, and all the defensive lines were on alert to defend against possible night attacks.

One after another, signal troops came to the headquarters.

"Captain, a forest squadron is attacked by the enemy"

"Captain, the mountain squadron is under attack by the enemy"

"Captain·····

Listening to the continuous sound of explosions and the report of the signal corps, Kazuo Yamada, the captain of the Fifth Brigade, and Yoshikawa E, the captain of the Fourth Brigade, stayed in the headquarters anxiously, a little at a loss.

After a full hour, the explosion gradually subsided, and the eight infantry squadron leaders of the two brigades came to his headquarters. At this time, several squadron leaders were all scratched and embarrassed, and everyone was gray-headed, but there were no injuries at that time.

"What about the casualties..."

Group Leader Kazuo Yamada asked.

"The casualties of the troops are not large, that's not it, captain, every time the enemy organizes a night attack, the soldiers can't hold on, retreat, if you don't retreat, you will have to break the jade of all the staff" One of the squadron leaders finally couldn't help it, and didn't care if he could or not, crying to his captain.

"Yes, captain, the enemy is almost running out of grenades, their night attack is not an attack at all, it is completely out to consume excess grenades" The other squadron leader was also about to cry, three consecutive night attacks, it was already very good that he did not collapse at this time.

"It is impossible to retreat, the detachment commander ordered us to stay here at any cost, to contain the defenders of the Republic of China on the opposite side here, even if the troops are completely annihilated, we can't take a step back" The two captains firmly rejected the squadron leader's cry,

In desperation, several squadron leaders had to return to their respective squadrons to prepare for the next wave of attacks. According to the experience of previous days, enemy attacks will last all night, and will never stop unless it is bright.

After the squadron leader left, the two group leaders looked at each other and choked speechlessly.

It's not that the two of them don't want to fight back, it's that they really have no way to think about it, and now they can only stay here to the death.

Their two brigades totaled 2,300 people, and the defenders of the Republic of China on the opposite side were two regiments of the 59th Division of the 180th Army, with a total of 5,000 people. Originally, relying on the superiority of firepower and the quality of soldiers, their two brigades were able to completely suppress these two regiments.

Even if the enemy's firepower has increased recently, and there are still a large number of grenades, they still have an absolute advantage.

But the range of the grenade doomed the limitations of this weapon, and after suffering several losses, the devil quickly changed his tactics, retreating after each attack to a distance of 100 meters, relying only on accurate shooting and grenadiers to shoot the enemy's living forces at a distance, not approaching the position at all, so that the casualty ratio of the two sides again became five to one.

But the defenders on the opposite side also changed their tactics, ignoring them in vain, hiding in a solid position, and the devils did not get closer than fifty meters and resolutely did not go out of the position. At night, it was an attack on all fronts, and the way of attacking simply stunned the two captains. Before rushing to the position, there was a rain of grenades, regardless of whether they were blown up or not, and then they did not hesitate to turn around and run, and after a while, they ran over again and threw the grenades. And they picked out the weak points of their defenses to bomb.

This battle can't be fought.