In addition to artillery fire, light and heavy weapons have basically been upgraded, and it is no longer the Eighth Route Army that ate millet and carried the old sleeve when Lu Yuan came back then. Ran Wen ???.? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎａ?`ｃ?ｏ?ｍ?

Now, the firepower of each platoon of the Eighth Route Army is as follows.

A platoon of more than 30 people, equipped with two small hand cannons (that is, the light grenadiers originally captured by Lu Yuan from Tianjin, firing grenades), two machine gun squads, and an imitation small mountain gun (weighing more than 100 catties, can quickly follow the transfer of troops after disassembly).

In terms of individual weapons, there are a small number of 38 rifles, and there are also old guns such as medium and formal guns, although they are still incomparable with the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army on a long road, but compared with the firepower before the 8th Road, it can be regarded as a shotgun for a gun.

And in the past year, more than 7,000 Guoxiong rifles have been produced, and there are four regiments of the Eighth Route Army here, each regiment has a reinforced company with more than 100 people, all equipped with Guoxiong rifles, and if you fire with all your might, the little devil probably doesn't even dare to raise his head!

In addition to these, what mines, grenades, grenades, grenades, etc., the soldiers all carry a big bag with them, and they can take as much as they can.

In this case, the Japanese army still looks at people with the same old eyes, and it is strange that they do not suffer big losses.

"Boom, give Lao Tzu a picture of his death. Yes, I used to be blown up by these bastards every day, but now it's finally our turn! ”

Watching the shells continue to bloom in the Japanese position, the thunder broke and scolded, and the anger was extremely relieved.

"Baga, where did this group of dirt and eight roads come from with such fierce firepower?"

While the Japanese army was desperately stationed, they were screaming in anger and deplorable, and they were almost stunned by the fierce artillery fire.

However, these Japanese troops are the elite in the end, and they are by no means comparable to those miscellaneous armies mixed with the Imperial Allied Army, even though they were pressed and beaten by the eight routes of the two regiments, they still relied on the advantages of the terrain to insist on stubbornly, and repelled several charges on the eight routes one after another.

"Regiment Commander, Regiment Commander Lu ordered us to eat this Japanese army within two hours, and now it has been almost an hour, and after a while, I am afraid that the Japanese troops who have returned to help should rush back!"

A company commander came over with a red face and a thick neck, and pleaded: "Let me take the brothers up, if you can't take the position, let's come and see you!" ”

"Commander, let's get on!"

More than 100 or 200 soldiers behind the company commander were also screaming, holding the newly equipped Guoxiong semi-automatic rifle in their hands, with a hungry and thirsty face, what was the most uncomfortable thing for a soldier, the most uncomfortable thing for a soldier was to hold a good gun, but there was no room for it, watching other companies fight in full swing, they could only be ordered to stare dryly, and they were going crazy one by one!

"It's not time for you to get on, get back for me and listen to Lao Tzu's orders!"

Lei Ming kicked the company commander, he could understand the mood of those soldiers, and laughed: "Good steel should be used on the blade, don't think that you can't get it, Lao Tzu won't be able to take this position, wait and see!" ”

While speaking, he looked at the sky in the distance, and pointed happily: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, it's all ready for me......"

In the sky, five or six warplanes roared in.

"Attention, the front is about to arrive at the battlefield, listen to the order!"

Chen Tianmin roared in the call channel, and in the small cabin behind him, there were four or five small iron buckets with a long fuse on them, and two pilots.

"Understood!"

The pilots in the wingman roared, and their cabin was still a small tin bucket and pilot.

"Fighters, our fighters ......"

As soon as they saw the planes, the Japanese troops on the hilltop position cheered, and one by one they prepared for a counterattack, and countless times, they relied on air superiority to turn defeat into victory.

"Bageya Road, that's the plane of Trojan County, preparing for air defense ......"

The commander of the Japanese detachment held up the binoculars and looked at it, and suddenly his face turned pale and screamed, in other places, the planes of the people of China were indeed beaten by the air force of the empire, but these planes were obviously the batch of fighters stolen by Datong in Trojan County.

The thought of being bombed by his own planes now, the commander of the Japanese detachment and those Japanese soldiers were about to go crazy.

Da Da Da ......

The anti-aircraft machine gun began to roar, and its long tongue of fire shot into the air like a scythe.

"Pay attention to tactical dodge, dive with me, and ignite at a height of three hundred meters!"

In the pilot plane, Chen Tianmin shouted loudly, many Japanese anti-aircraft artillery fire turned a blind eye, more than a year of training, if he couldn't even avoid such sparse anti-aircraft artillery fire, he felt that he must use a pistol to blow his own head, otherwise he would be sorry for all the preferential treatment that the regiment has been giving to the aviation brigade, even if everyone, even including the regiment commander himself, was chewing leaves and bark, their aviation brigade had meat to eat every once in a while!

If he couldn't get through this difficulty, he thought that the meat might as well be eaten by the dogs!

The fighter formations began to dive, dodging anti-aircraft fire, and the pilots behind began to light the fuse on the small tin bucket, praying that the incendiary bombs invented by the regiment commander would be as powerful as they were in training.

The tin drum contains a slime composed of gasoline mixed with sawdust and other things, as well as pieces of broken iron, and a small explosive packet, and the length of the fuse is also carefully calculated, and if it is dropped at the right height and time, it can explode in time.

The group of fighters roared over the Japanese positions, and large and small iron buckets were thrown from the fighters.

"Damn it, prepare for the anti-artillery!"

The commander of the Japanese detachment screamed strangely, and the Japanese soldiers cried wolf and lay on the ground, and now, they finally realized what it was like to be bombed by the enemy's fighter planes but had no power to resist.

Boom, boom!

As soon as the tin bucket hit the ground, there was a violent explosion, and the mucus in the tin bucket was directly blown into mist, and everywhere it passed turned into a sea of fire, and the whistling pieces of broken iron burned and shot into the distance, hitting each other.

Ahh......hh

On the top of the mountain, I don't know how many Japanese soldiers turned into burning men in an instant, wailing in pain, running, almost hell, and the air was filled with the rich smell of barbecue.

Burn, burn, burn everywhere!

The Japanese army was accustomed to seeing large battles, but this kind of situation where most of the mountains were burning, and it was the first time they had encountered it, not to mention that the slime began to burn as soon as it stuck to their bodies, and it was difficult to extinguish, which caused even greater panic, and the whole position was instantly chaotic.

"Hahaha, burn these bastards......"

"Captain, let's rush again, it's not fun to burn like this, let's rush down and kill them!"

The pilots on the fighter plane screamed excitedly, and the pleasure of venting their anger at the enemy of life and death with a thousand knives made them almost want to laugh themselves to death.