Chapter 17: The Ten-Day War (6)

Organizing an offensive is easy to say, but difficult to say. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info If it's like before, people are crowded, people are crowded, and they are brainless in a dense formation of whole groups. Anyway, the density of firepower has not yet reached the level of the later Battle of the Somme. As long as you are willing to study abroad, you will always be able to move forward.

But if you want to say it, it's also very difficult. Limited to the level of weaponry and logistics of this era, it is just a matter of fighting along the railway line. Once beyond the range of the railway line, the output of firepower is greatly limited. Relying on the shoulder-carrying hand, there is also the way of cattle and horse transportation, but it cannot support the saturation of firepower.

This is also one of the reasons why Han Dang put the Beiyang Army closer before fighting, leaving the railways they built, the efficiency of the battle will be greatly reduced. However, now that they were on the offensive and out of what the railroad could support, the commandos seemed to be back to the way they were a year ago.

Before, they had bombs strapped to their waists and large blades in their hands. Now they had grenades in their waists, bayonet rifles in their hands, and several pistols on their bodies.

After seeing Cao Degui, these commandos couldn't help but get excited. Most of these people have Cao Degui's old department, who used to follow this Cao family's eldest man to charge into battle, but now the guy in their hands is a shotgun for a cannon. But their martial arts and their simplicity are still the same as they were back then.

"Commander," someone cried in a low voice, "with your old man with you, the confidence of the big guy is even stronger!" ”

"Get out," Cao Degui laughed and scolded, "Lao Tzu is not that old, my uncle is an old man." ”

The crowd chuckled under their breath. After talking and laughing, Cao Degui told them again about the purpose of the battle and the discipline of the war, "I, Cao Degui, you all know, if you fight well, you will be promoted and make a fortune, and Lao Tzu will never withhold the bounty of his subordinates." If you lose, then there is nothing! ”

"If anyone dares to be afraid, then don't blame Lao Tzu's knife for not recognizing people!"

"Dalang. Aren't they all pistols now? Why do you still have that big blade with you? Someone said in a strange voice: "Where is this big blade with a musket?" ”

"I like it, can you handle it?" Cao Degui rolled his eyes, "So much nonsense, now it's all up to you, look at how your Grandpa Cao is unparalleled among the armies!" ”

"Open Wushuang" Yunyun is a joke from the top of the Black Dragon Society, and it is used to praise a person's martial arts.

Needless to say, the selected commandos, even those armed staff officers, etc., have also seen how Cao Degui sent one coward after another to the military court. In fact, many of them signed the documents by hand. However, it didn't take long for these people to become staff officers, and a year ago, they were the same masters who did it with foreigners with big swords and guns.

So, their morale is very high, and there is no fear at all.......... Even if there were, I didn't dare to show it.

THE ATTACK FROM THE EAST WAS LAUNCHED ON TIME, AND WITH THE SUPPORT OF MORTARS, HEAVY MACHINE GUNS, AND A 75MM RAPID-FIRE GUN, THE ATTACKING INFANTRY UPROOTED FARMHOUSES AND CAMPS. Gunshots rang out fiercely, and flames and smoke erupted from time to time.

The attack on the east was so fierce that it was completely unthinkable that it was just a feint. Huang Zhenkui didn't have many generals in his book, and he rose step by step by relying on seniority. In the face of this new way of warfare, he still dealt with it with the old way, and he looked deflated everywhere.

Besides, even if he knew about the enemy's tricks, what could he do? His subordinates used to be farmers who farmed the land, and even after half a year of training, they could barely distinguish the simplest military orders.

Leading such a group of waste materials, what can he do even if he has the ability to reach the sky?

If you can't resist the frontal battlefield, then you don't have to think about whether the enemy will make a detour and attack on the side. Therefore, Huang Zhenkui only thought about it for a few minutes, and then said categorically: "Let the artillery positions fire at the enemy, don't be stingy with shells!" ”

"Boom" of a few cannon shots, large masses of smoke emanated from the artillery positions. The artillery position was built right in the middle of the village, and there was not even a little concealment, so it was exposed to broad daylight.

Cao Degui, who was lurking nearby, saw it with disdain in his heart, if he had time, he would let the dirt buns on the opposite side know what counter-battery combat was. Did he have that time to wait for the artillery to come up? He didn't. So now he had to lie honestly on the dirt and wait for the opportunity to attack.

By the time the artillery of the Beiyang Army began to fire hard in the direction of the east of the village, the rumbling sound of artillery covered everything. Cao Degui jumped up from the withered yellow grass, took a bomb and a pistol, shouted loudly, and rushed forward.

The various people behind him also shouted, jumped out and fought hard.

Originally, the defenders of the village had to watch out in all directions, especially to the west of the village, and the hoarding of infantry was increasing all the time. They struggled to use their forces, and soon after the fight began in the east, Huang Zhenkui also transferred the reserves placed near the artillery.

Therefore, when Cao Degui broke the southern defense line and rushed all the way to the center of the village, he was faced with an artillery position with little resistance.

Cao Degui has been shot several times, but as long as he is not set on fire, these bullets are just a drizzle to him. The pistol in his hand had been thrown away at some point, and he held a bayonet-loaded rifle in his hand, and said to the gunners with dirt-faced faces: "Very well, everyone, now you will smash all the shells for me on the front lines." ”

The gunners of the Beiyang Army, who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, looked at each other, and in the blink of an eye, they opened fire on the robe just now, which was difficult for people to accept for a while. However, the corpses on the ground that were still bleeding reminded them that it was not a teacher who could talk well, but a group of butchers who killed without blinking.

Under the threat of bayonets, the gunners struggled to stuff the shells into the chamber of the guns, and then smashed one shell after another into the line of defense that their families had worked so hard to build.

Huang Zhenkui only felt that the world was spinning, and after he heard the gunfire in the village, he felt that something was wrong. A platoon of troops was hurriedly sent back, and then the gunfire over there died down after a while. He also had the idea of what to expect, maybe he just wandered in bravely.

However, when this shell fell, he was completely desperate. It was the same when I fought with the Japanese, field battles, field battles could not be beaten. Let's defend, it didn't take long for someone to come in.

It's not that Lao Tzu doesn't work hard, this *** really can't beat it! (To be continued.) )