1937, August 24, Buddha Xiao.

In the thick morning mist, the sun in the east showed half of its head, with brilliance, bringing light and a trace of warmth to the earth, and soon the golden red sunlight was dyed red by the blood-red earth, revealing the broken earth on this side.

From the horizon, the unobstructed landscape was littered with craters, broken flags, fallen soldiers, destroyed fortifications, and cries of misery.

From time to time, some soldiers in tattered uniforms squirmed on the ground, crawled next to a corpse, put their hands into the pockets of the corpses, took out some ammunition, and quickly crawled to the next corpse.

The wildfire, which had not yet burned out, was still swaying in the early morning sun after releasing the energy of the night, trying to bring a trace of warmth to this corpse.

From the sky, the smoke rises from the edge of the coastline to the outskirts of Shanghai, and the land is littered with artillery craters and corpses, Chinese defenders, Japanese.

The Battle of Songhu had been fought for more than ten days, and the Kuomintang army, which had originally had the upper hand, vaguely began to lack stamina, and slowly began to enter the defensive stage from the initial offensive.

The Kuomintang army, which seized the opportunity, fought vigorously in Songhu at first, but with the arrival of Japanese support, with the support of aircraft and naval artillery, the Kuomintang army began to suffer large-scale casualties.

Troops from all over the country continued to support the area around Shanghai, and then to the front line, sometimes a division, sometimes a regiment, a company, scattered and scattered, with hundreds of thousands of people, maybe hundreds of thousands.

The front line is like a hole that can never be filled, opening its bloody mouth, constantly devouring these young lives, devouring the system, and the number of deaths is like a battle report received by Chang Kaishen, cold and ruthless.

The Japanese support came from all directions, the 3rd Division and the 11th Division had landed in Lion Forest and Chuanshakou yesterday, and at the same time, the Japanese naval guns were constantly pouring ammunition on the land, 140mm, 152mm, and occasionally 356mm battleship main guns, destroying the garrison of the Kuomintang army piece by piece.

Yesterday at noon, with the support of Japanese artillery fire, Lion Forest, Chuanshakou, Luodian and other strategic points were lost, and Shanghai opened its legs to the Japanese like a naked girl.

This is the task prompt received a day in advance, Yu Yang, Turtledove, Fast and Slow Machine and Magazine are sitting in the conference room smoking cigarettes, looking at the information on the projection.

"The next mission should be a mission on the battlefield of resistance against Japan!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he looked at the magazine and the fast and slow machine and smiled: "The Battle of Songhu, but we don't know whether it is the Japanese or the National Army for the time being, but looking at the information introduction, it should be introduced from the perspective of the Kuomintang Army, and we should become the Kuomintang Army!" However, it is not ruled out that I may become a Japanese soldier, but if I become a Japanese soldier, I refuse to carry out the mission! ”

The two people of the magazine and the fast and slow machine nodded, only the turtledove was a little confused, so he asked, "HY?" ”

"If you're Chinese, you know!"

After Yu Yang finished speaking, he stood up from the table and walked around on the ground with some irritability, the Battle of Songhu, this difficulty is not comparable to those previous tasks, at least it is also a five-star difficulty, and I don't know what my task is.

"We should make some preparations now, although we don't know our identity, but one thing is certain, weapons we need to prepare ourselves, it is best to be able to use them with that era, although modern weapons have the advantage of firepower, but the ammunition supply is very deadly!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

Yu Yang nodded, his MK18, the ninety-five type of the magazine, and the RPD ammunition of the fast and slow machine could not be replenished, John's M24 was okay, after all, it was a sniper rifle, and the ammunition consumption was not much, and the requirements for supply were not too high.

"Fast and slow machine, I think you should switch to the ZB26 light machine gun, this weapon is more imitated by the Kuomintang army, 7.92 ammunition and many weapons are common, easy to replenish, carry some key accessories, should be able to hold on!"

The fast and slow machine nodded, and Yu Yang immediately bought a ZB26 for the fast and slow machine, the ZB26 This weapon is often said to be the Czech light machine gun, which is a weapon of World War I, which shines on the Chinese battlefield, and can be seen in almost all battles.

After getting the weapon of the fast and slow machine, Yu Yang began to think about himself and the weapon of the magazine at the same time, the first thing to consider is the universality of the bullet, in fact, the best choice is the Mauser rifle, most of the domestic rifles are imitations of the German Mauser rifle, but the bolt rifle, firepower is a big disadvantage.

"How's the M1 Garand?" Yu Yang thought for a while, he didn't think of too good weapons, no way, the weapons used by the Kuomintang were really a little too complicated, from the domestic Mauser 1888 rifle, to the 77 rifle, the 13 rifle, the Chinese formal, the Italian 1891, and so on, just like the International Arms Exhibition.

"The M1 Garand is a good proposal, but the problem is, although the Kuomintang army has this weapon, the number is too small, and it shouldn't be easy for us to replenish ammunition, right?"

Yu Yang nodded: "There should be, but compared to using the rest of the weapons, the difficulty of ammunition replenishment is simple, but the fire suppression is insufficient, M1 should be acceptable, we can bring more, except for the necessary equipment, all with bullets!" ”

The Songhu battlefield was somewhat different from other battlefields, and no matter how much modern equipment was brought, it was useless, and the Japanese naval artillery could not resist at all.

"And how to solve it if the tanks of the Japanese?"

"Well, that's a problem, the Japanese Douding tank is indeed a bit of a trouble, you don't care about him, this tank is a problem!"

The Douding tank, also known as the Japanese Type 94 tank, is only three meters long, weighs only 3.45 tons in battle, and has an armor weakness of only six millimeters, which looks very fragile.

But the role of this tank is seriously underestimated, it is a nightmare for the infantry, this tank can reach a speed of up to forty kilometers per hour, it can be said that it was one of the fastest tanks in the world at that time, if encountered in the field, without carrying the so-called battle defense gun, it can almost be said to be certain death.

"Shall we carry a bazooka?"

Yu Yang shook his head, and at this time John stood up: "It's not so complicated, I'll just bring some armor-piercing shells, don't you have an AM, you can give me some armor bullets, and the tank will be handed over to me, what do you think?" ”

"Yes!"

"No problem!"

“OK！” Yu Yang patted his head, he was confused by the word tank, forgetting that the Japanese tank was a small bean, and in World War II, K bullets could penetrate eight millimeters of armor, not to mention AM armor-piercing bullets?