Liu Dazhu continued to hold the telescope and continued to scan the cart queue back and forth with a solemn face, not participating in the discussion of his subordinates.

In the past five years, with Liu Lang's expedition to the east and west, Liu Dazhu is no longer a big soldier with only brute force five years ago, but a battalion-level major commander who can think from the perspective of the overall situation of the battlefield.

Liu Lang had given a military order that he would rather ask for human lives than materials, but as one of the four infantry battalion commanders of the Independent Regiment and also a high-level member of the Independent Regiment, he knew some secrets that these subordinates did not know.

This mountain ambush seems to have been basically successful and even the last battle, the Japanese army has lost more than 9,000 people and has no spare strength to send reinforcements here, if nothing else, the big guys can have a celebration banquet this evening. However, he knew that he didn't want to drink tonight's wine, and compared to the entire Jindong front, the entire war had just begun.

The main force of the Japanese army still existed, and there were still most of the infantry brigades and the county town of Jingcheng, and even Shijiazhuang, which was 60 kilometers away from the county seat, where there were still several thousand Japanese troops. However, so many Japanese troops, the regimental commander's concept has a battle plan to destroy them in one fell swoop.

It is undoubtedly just an illusion to rely on the three or four thousand men of the independent regiment alone, so the regimental commander is to unite all the troops that can be united, including all the 129th division of the red army that has been fooled into boarding.

Although he has become one of the high-level leaders of the independent regiment who knows the existence of the red ideology and has the heart to join, Liu Dazhu also knows that the 129th Division is a friendly army different from other friendly forces, but Liu Dazhu knows that no matter how friendly the army is, it is impossible to want the horses to run and not give the horses grazing.

In order to support this super battle, the 129th Division and even the Independent Regiment must have sufficient ammunition supplies. Every time a batch of supplies is seized, it undoubtedly strengthens its own strength. Hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition, as well as more than 2,000 rifles captured in this ambush, were enough to increase the combat effectiveness of more than 10,000 red troops by another three-tenth.

The combat effectiveness of friendly troops has increased, and in the words of the regiment, they don't have to rely on blood to go to the hard top, but the big guys go up side by side. Although he doesn't know Liu Tuanzuo's whimsical examples, Liu Dazhu knows that the stronger his allies are, the more they don't have to fight for their lives, and it also means that the casualties are reduced, which is a virtuous circle that complements each other.

To put it bluntly, this batch of materials is also very important to the independent regiment, perhaps because of these, the independent regiment can die a lot.

Therefore, unlike the battalion deputy's cautious idea of respecting the military order and bombarding the recalcitrant little devils into scum, Liu Dazhu is now thinking about how to snatch down this batch of baggage with the fewest casualties.

His gaze gradually settled on a Japanese soldier wearing a steel helmet behind the cart. Although the Japanese soldier had no command knife, no white gloves, and even no long military boots, the pistol magazine on his waist, which was hidden behind the car and occasionally exposed to the telescope's field of vision, told Liu Dazhu that this was a non-commissioned officer or officer of the Japanese army above the rank of Cao Chang.

Liu Dazhu, who has experienced several battles with the Japanese army, knows that the rules for the distribution of "Black Star" pistols are similar to those of the independent regiment, and the Japanese army can issue pistols except for officers above the second lieutenant level, and senior non-commissioned officers and some special arms can also wear pistols, but there are many local tyrants in the independent regiment, except for squad leaders, squad deputies, and machine gun groups, bazooka groups, and ordinary soldiers of special arms such as artillery, engineers, and baggage soldiers can also be issued with "Black Star" pistols.

Moreover, Liu Dazhu looked in the direction of this Japanese army through the eyes of most of the remnants of the Japanese army, and he could basically judge that this Japanese army should be the commander of the remnants of the Japanese army, maybe he was still an officer above the second lieutenant.

As a commander, he retreated from the battlefield and did not hide in the stone mountain reserved for them to hide in the first place, but hid behind a baggage truck at the risk of being crushed, this Japanese soldier was very cunning. It is estimated that he saw the meaning that he wanted to seize this batch of baggage, and wanted to use this as a life-saving talisman.

"Have the infantry squads responsible for clearing the remnants of the Japanese on the mountain road returned to their positions?" Liu Dazhu put down the telescope in his hand and asked Deputy Battalion Commander Wang Shubin in a deep voice.

"Three minutes ago, they had already sent a message, and they were all in place." Wang Shubin nodded, but there was a trace of worry on his face, "Battalion commander, just like this, maybe the casualties will be not small!" It is estimated that the battle on the other side of the river valley will have to be fought for a while, and we still have to think about how to lure those devils into the mountains, which is the best of both worlds. ”

"Battalion deputy, your calculation is good, you want to swallow this batch of baggage in one bite, and you want to wipe out all the little devils without paying the price, but you can't have both fish and bear's paws. Sometimes this person has to make a choice, even if he is not happy with this choice. Liu Dazhu shook his head slowly with a serious face, and directly rejected Wang Shubin's proposal.

Wang Shubin, the deputy battalion commander who said that he had a cautious personality, his face turned red quietly, his family naturally knew his own affairs, he fought in a decent way in the Great Wall War, and after the war, he became a captain from a lieutenant company and a deputy but became one of the few officers who left the front-line combat unit, I am afraid that it has something to do with the fact that he was too cautious and conservative when fighting. This time, when he returned to the front-line troops, I think it was also the regimental commander who gave him another chance to learn from Liu Dazhu how to be a military commander.

Don't say it, Wang Shubin, who went to an infantry school, was not wrong. Liu Lang is really giving him a chance, for this little captain who rarely makes mistakes but has no great achievements, it is a pity to stay in the rear as a guard, but the lack of decision made him a military commander Liu Lang is a little uneasy, simply through the establishment of the security regiment to transfer him to the bayonet battalion to become Liu Dazhu's deputy, learn how to be a qualified military officer, learn how to make trade-offs.

It is a great advantage to not be able to take care of everything, but if you can't make a decision and learn to make trade-offs, if you want to be greedy, it is very likely that both the fish and the bear's paw will fly on the ever-changing battlefield.

Liu Lang is also very helpless, the independent regiment has been established for five years, if you add the northern Sichuan security regiment established by Liu Xiang, the controllable soldiers have reached more than 6,000, and the veterans who have survived the bloody war have also reached more than 2,000, and the entire northern Sichuan has been trained by more than 100,000 young and strong people.

Even now, 85 percent of the officers in the entire independent regiment system have been promoted step by step by veterans, and less than 15 percent of the officers have attended regular military academies. Moreover, in the increasingly fierce battles, the casualties of the officers who take the lead will definitely increase, and Liu Lang urgently needs every officer to learn and improve, so that he can take on heavy responsibilities in future battles and lead the soldiers to charge, rather than being unavailable in the end.

The battle of Jindong is not so much a bloody battle of the independent regiment as a mock test before the graduation exam, giving everyone a chance to find out the real bottom and finally learn and improve.

The magnificent War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression has just begun, and countless wars involving hundreds of thousands of people are waiting for them. Even if the Songhu battle is nearing the end, Liu Lang has an intuition that he still has a chance to participate, as long as he can end the battle of Jindong as soon as possible.

Nanjing has always been the hurdle that he can't overcome in his heart.

Nearly 400,000 unjust souls seem to be wailing to him through decades of time and space. Since he came to this day by accident, he had to do something for them. Just as he once took off his military hat and silently bowed his head and stood in front of the massacre monument engraved with hundreds of thousands of names.

"One day, I will wash away the shame you have experienced. I can't do it, and my children and grandchildren, if it can't be for decades, then a hundred years, a thousand years, this hatred will not be forgotten from generation to generation. ”

"However, the deputy battalion commander is right, we can't sacrifice the lives of the officers and men of my bayonet battalion for a batch of baggage, so we still have to think of ideas." With a slap to a sweet date, Liu Dazhu is now beginning to understand the way of the emperor.

"Battalion commander, what do you mean?" Although the commander of the first company endured it and didn't ask, the subtext was, battalion commander, don't sell it.

"I mean, we have to let those little devils know that we don't care so much about the so-called baggage, and that what they think is precious cannonballs and bullets is a fart to us." Liu Dazhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he ordered: "Firepower platoon, prepare for rapid fire with four cannons, give me the little devil who hit the sixteenth cart, remember, don't hit Lao Tzu too accurately, stay ten meters away from him, or hit the deep ditch next to him." ”

"Okay, battalion commander, look at it!" The commander of the battalion's firepower platoon over there replied loudly.

With his order, the two mortars of the fire platoon that had already moved the mortars to this side nervously adjusted the muzzles, and the observers even gestured for a long time to ensure that the shells would not blow up the target cart and the devils behind it.

It's easy to hit the target without hitting the target, but it's also difficult to be far from the target. It's just as difficult as a man and a woman, and the man is full of hypocrisy and just can't get in.

"Boom, boom, boom" four shells in a row exploded not far from the surroundings of Ishida Inoue.

Two of them landed in a deep ditch five meters wide, and the muffled sound of the explosion made people hairy, and one fell in the stone mountain eight or nine meters away from the cart, raising a burst of gunpowder smoke and a howl of pain, that is, the baggage soldiers hiding inside were unlucky.

The stone mountain can withstand bullets, but there is nothing it can do about this mortar shell that falls from the sky and attacks almost without dead ends.

But what frightened the Japanese lieutenant the most was a bomb that exploded directly on the mountain road six meters away from him, and although Ishida Inoue, who was prostrate and dodging at the first sound of the cannon, was not hit by the air wave and shrapnel, the big car where he was hiding was swept away by the air wave and even shook and shook.

It was a cart he had specially chosen to transport canned food, full of tin cans that could not only resist bullets, but also not worry about the problem of ammunition exploding.

However, the big car 30 meters away can't do it! It was full of infantry and mountain artillery shells, at least 120 rounds. Once that thing is destroyed, Baga! Will there still be living people on the mountain road?

"Dog, scare Lao Tzu a lot, Zhou Dahan, tell your bunnies to fire again, stay away from the No. 15 car."

Not to mention that the Japanese lieutenant who was under artillery fire was so frightened that his balls were broken, even Liu Dazhu, who was holding a telescope on the mountain, couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, and the foot of the tarpaulin of the cart about 20 meters away from the explosion of the shell seemed to be a shell box!