Chapter 327: The Wind Rises in Shandong (6)
To be honest, Monk Hua at this time didn't realize what kind of army he was encountering. In his eyes, all the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army are the same, which has to say that the frog at the bottom of the well sits in the well and watches the sky, and the rats and rats in the hole are eye-catching. Sad. Maybe it was the sweep of the army some time ago that completely aroused the greed and ** in the heart of the flower monk, so when he heard the sound of gunfire in the village, his first reaction was not to retreat, but to be full of meritorious **.
Driven by such a **, Monk Hua immediately ordered his henchmen to organize the troops to attack, and at the same time called the little leader who had just led the troops into the village, wanting to ask something useful from this guy's mouth. But it's a pity that this squad leader is a straw bag himself, and he just entered the village to get a little more benefits, but he didn't expect that the benefits were not fished out but were beaten hard. In just three minutes of firefighting, the four or five hundred men he led lost more than 90 people, and less than two-thirds of them completely retreated.
Monk Hua was very annoyed, who are these people, I don't know who beat them or how many people they were beaten. However, looking at the village in front of him, Monk Hua's confidence began to become full again, how many people can there be in such a small village, at most a few hundred people. Two hundred, three hundred, or four hundred, no more than five hundred anyway.
Five thousand to five hundred, the ratio of the strength of the enemy to the enemy is one to ten. Such a huge disparity made Monk Hua's heart start to burn again, and he began to fantasize about how the great prince stationed in Liaocheng would reward himself after he won the battle, after completely annihilating a battalion of the Eighth Route Army, oh no, it was a regiment. This time he should give himself the armament of an infantry squadron, it would be better if there were two Type 92 infantry to run, and if it didn't work, four small-caliber mortars would not be bad. If it doesn't work, the whole two man-portable grenadiers are also very good. Anyway, if he wins this battle, he will really make a fortune, and he will not have to look at the faces of other people in Yanggu County in the future.
However, the next battle made the flower monk speechless, the miscellaneous army is the miscellaneous army, after receiving the order, the two helmsmen of the Wanjia Buddha immediately led two infantry battalions to attack the "Eighth Route Army guerrillas" in the village. Under Wang Zhifu's instructions, all the troops lurking in the village did not come out to meet them, but only a small part of them.
But it was such a small group of people who also suffered a big loss to Monk Hua's people, and when Monk Hua's two "well-trained" infantry battalions approached the outskirts of Dakengwang Village, they were stubbornly resisted by a regiment. Although the weapons and equipment of the two infantry battalions of Monk Hua are very well-equipped, it is a pity that the people holding these sophisticated weapons are not real soldiers.
As soon as the two sides meet the fire, the gap can be revealed. Although the firepower of the first regiment was not as fierce as that of the flower monk's troops, the victory was very stable and accurate, and every soldier was shooting any bullet with their hearts. Every bullet bites and kills an enemy. So when the two battalions of the flower monk rushed up like mad dogs, the soldiers of the first regiment did not panic, but responded calmly, although the soldiers of the first regiment were only hundreds, but the soldiers of the first regiment knew that there were their regiment commanders and brigade commanders behind them and the division commander like the god of war watching them. Therefore, in terms of morale, it is definitely not comparable to the troops of the flower monk, and it is not too much to say that the morale is like a rainbow.
Commanding the front-line operations was Zhang Guohua, commander of a regiment and a battalion, Zhang Guohua was a standard Shaanxi baby, the first batch of troops recruited by the Red Army after arriving in Shaanxi after the Long March. Although Zhang Guohua joined the army relatively late, because his family was relatively wealthy, he had studied junior high school and had a certain level of education.
There are not a few people who can read and hyphenate in [***], but there are not many people with cultural skills in the grassroots troops. So after the troops arrived in Saibei, Zhang Guohua was valued by Han Yunhua, and was subsequently recruited by him to the military training class. Of course, Zhang Guohua did not disappoint Han Yunhua, and in just two years, he has grown from a recruit who has just joined the army to an excellent commander.
Looking at the puppet soldiers who were cat's waist not far away, Zhang Guohua said disdainfully to the soldiers around him: "Comrades, you are all optimistic, those dog things in front are Han Jian, who is fighting for the tiger, and it is these people who are helping those little devils who are bullying our compatriots and sisters." Wait a while, if these dog things come up, they will beat me hard, these pigs and dogs are not as good as one to kill one, and two to kill is a pair. Comrades, did you hear that? ”
"I heard you!"
Sure enough, when an infantry battalion commander of the puppet army led a large number of puppet troops to approach the entrance of the village and was about to charge, he only heard a sudden sound of breaking the air overhead, and when most of the puppet army was wondering, the explosion of "boom" and "boom" sounded rapidly.
"Grenade"
"Oh my god! It's a grenade! ”
"Lie down" "Damn, I'm not doing it, it's too dangerous"
"Run!"
At this time, the overall quality of the puppet army was undoubtedly exposed at once, and under the blow of a grenade, the morale rapidly declined. Of course, this also exceeded the expectations of Wang Zhifu and Tie Niu and others, and of course it was even more unexpected by Monk Hua.
In fact, whether it was Monk Hua, Wang Zhifu, or even Han Yunhua, they all far overestimated the combat effectiveness of this group of Han annihilation puppet army. They only saw the sophisticated equipment of the puppet army and the sturdy bodies of the puppet soldiers, but they didn't see their sleepy thoughts and feelings, let alone the actual thoughts of the puppet soldiers about this battle.
The combat effectiveness of the Yue Army is obvious to all, and there is no doubt about its strength, but in the battle of the puppet army brought out or formed by the Yue Army, everyone also looked at it, not to mention it, and its reputation was extremely poor. Later generations had some different views on the issue of the imbalance in the combat effectiveness of the Syrian army and the puppet army, and there has never been a more authoritative statement on the Internet. However, there are still some statements about the combat effectiveness of the puppet army, which are generally more recognized. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the resistance activities in the occupied areas of the country rose one after another, except for a part of the guerrillas and administrative offices led by the National Political Axe, the vast majority of the troops were the regular army and guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army led by [***], and it was precisely because of the existence of these troops that they caused huge losses to the Japanese army, and at the same time restrained a large number of the Japanese army and supported the frontal battlefield of the National Political Axe.
(To be continued)