Seeing so many bullets, the mood of these Sichuan soldiers was extremely excited!

This time, without waiting for the order of his regiment commander, several Sichuan soldiers used their bayonets to pry open the big wooden box, and the box was neatly filled with a large number of wooden-handled grenades, at least several hundred.

"Good! That's great! “

Seeing that there were so many ammunition again, the Sichuan army commander applauded repeatedly, and several Sichuan soldiers next to him, seeing so many cute grenades, immediately looked eager, picked up a few grenades and pinned them to his waist, and suddenly, he became full of confidence, and looked at the little devil in the distance with disdain.

This time, two planes of the 36th Group Army threw more than a dozen large wooden boxes on the Sichuan position, most of which were 7.92 mm rifle bullets, which could be used in old sleeves, Hanyang-made, medium-formal rifles, and Czech-style light machine guns.

In addition to tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition, several large boxes of grenades, amounting to two or three thousand, were dropped, and in addition, a box of 60-mm mortar shells, a whole two hundred.

With so much ammunition, more than a dozen large wooden boxes were quickly opened by these Sichuan soldiers, and everyone distributed all these ammunition in a short time without waiting for orders.

Each soldier was given two or three grenades, a small pack of 50 rounds of rifle ammunition, and a dozen Czech machine guns, and each ammunition driver was given two or three hundred rounds of ammunition.

It was still the ammunition hand named Little Stone, and his face was full of joy. Skillfully pressed a few magazines for himself with bullets, yellow-orange bullets, pressed each magazine, it looked very gratifying.

The big machine gunner named Black Bull was even more energetic, loading a magazine full of bullets on this Czech light machine gun. Then, two magazines filled with bullets, were also placed next to themselves. A place you can easily reach.

"Little devil! Come up and down! Compensate for the new bullet in Grandpa's hands. ”

The big black machine gunner, wielding this machine gun, looked at the little devils in the distance. Shouted.

Distance.

The little devil captain, watching the two planes drop more than a dozen large boxes, and immediately flew away, he couldn't figure out what the situation was for a while, and the little devil captain didn't believe that the troops could airdrop supplies.

The captain of this little devil brigade, holding a telescope, looked at the busy Sichuan army position in front, and then looked at his own infantry squadron, still lying on the ground. Without rushing forward, the little devil suddenly felt unhappy, personally raised his command knife, and shouted: "Kill to !! ”

This infantry squadron of the little devil saw that his captain was personally ordering the charge. They got up from the ground one after another, held their guns, and rushed to the Sichuan army position in the distance.

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters,......

The little devils are getting closer and closer. The soldiers of the Sichuan Army lying in the trenches saw the little devil getting closer and closer, and the soldiers could even see the hideous expression of the little devil.

"Hit, hit me hard!"

The commander of the Sichuan regiment personally gave the order to shoot.

Suddenly, on this position of the whole army, the gunfire was loud, whether it was a machine gun or a rifle, everyone was shooting hard, such a fierce shooting, everyone did not save bullets at all, and the shooting effect was not bad.

Immediately, there were twenty or thirty little devils who were knocked down, and the rest of the little devils were startled, the little devils didn't expect that the shooting of these Sichuan soldiers would be so fierce, and the little devils thought that these Sichuan soldiers were seriously short of bullets, but they didn't expect that there would be such a fierce shooting.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A lot of grenades were thrown at the little devils, and many little devils were dozens of meters away from the Sichuan army's position, and they were completely within the throwing range of the grenades. …,

The hand grenades of the 36th Group Army were of excellent quality and powerful, and suddenly, many little devils were killed again, and the exchange of fire between the two sides lasted only five or six minutes, and nearly 100 little devils were killed, and the casualties of the soldiers of the Sichuan Army were much smaller than those of the little devils.

"Rush!"

Many Sichuan soldiers rushed out of the trenches and launched a counter-charge against the little devil, and suddenly, the little devil, an infantry squadron with only 100 people left, was suddenly defeated.

"Yaga! How can it be! ”

The captain of the little devil saw that this Sichuan infantry regiment, which was originally pressed and beaten by himself, actually carried out a counter-charge against his own troops, and the ammunition seemed to be very sufficient.

In the next battle, with the support of sufficient ammunition, this Sichuan regiment almost crushed the field infantry brigade of the little devil, and the infantry brigade of the little devil, in the next battle, after killing three or four hundred people, was forced to retreat for several kilometers.

Western suburbs of Zhengzhou, artillery position.

This was one of only two artillery regiments involved in the battle, and this artillery regiment was armed with more than 30 Type 92 infantry guns and 20 60-mm mortars. These infantry guns are basically the ones that have captured the little devils before, and the entire first war zone, the infantry guns that have captured the little devils, basically more than half of them are concentrated here.

Yesterday morning, after half an hour of shelling the defensive positions of the little devils, this morning, this morning, they have just moved here, and at present, everyone has just built their positions.

More than a dozen large trucks, parked far away on the edge of the position, on the trucks, the ammunition transported, has been more than half empty, yesterday's half-hour shelling, consumed most of the ammunition.

A colonel, standing at the front of the formation, holding a telescope, looked at the position of the little devils more than a thousand meters away, which was a large defensive position of the little devils, and there were at least a few thousand little devils.

A few hundred meters in front of the little devil's position, two infantry divisions, tens of thousands of people, were ready for battle, and the huge position, which also stretched for two or three kilometers, formed a confrontation with the little devil.

What followed was a fierce battle.

The commander of the artillery regiment looked at the situation of the two armies with binoculars, and his mood was rather solemn, and the first thing to do next was the shelling of his own artillery regiment.

Thinking that he didn't have enough ammunition, the regiment commander also sighed, thinking in his heart that if he had enough ammunition, the position of the little devil on the opposite side would definitely be able to knock him over.

The little devils are not ordinary arrogance, the fortifications of the little devils are just some trenches, some anti-artillery holes and the like, basically not built, maybe the little devils know that the troops on the opposite side have no artillery or no shells, so there is no need to worry.

This artillery regiment, on a small position, dozens of Type 92 infantry guns, lined up in neat rows, next to each infantry gun, there are a few shells, some soldiers, are also unloading from the truck, only a dozen boxes of shells, these shells are not much, to each infantry gun, it is estimated that there are less than ten.

As for the 20-odd 60-mm mortars, they have no intention of being erected yet, and quite a few mortar artillery fighters are sitting there resting, and all the shells of these mortars were all fired up yesterday.

A mortar artilleryman, looking at the empty truck, couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself, his grandmother's, it's really aggrieved, there are no shells.

The commander of the artillery regiment looked at his watch, and it was almost nine o'clock in the morning, and in another hour or so, that is, at ten o'clock in the morning, his artillery regiment would be the first to fire at the little devil's position, and then the soldiers of the two infantry divisions would launch an attack on the little devil's position.

Suddenly, the regiment seemed to hear the sound of airplanes in the sky, and saw that at least a dozen planes were flying towards this direction.

Not good! Could it be the little devil's plane, thinking of this, the regiment commander hurriedly took the telescope and looked at the sky. …,

These planes are so big! Holding the binoculars and seeing these planes, the regiment commander sighed in his heart, at this time, he had already seen these planes clearly, and these planes seemed to belong to the 36th Group Army.

That's right, these were all transport planes of the 36th Army, loaded with ammunition, flying towards the positions, and a dozen planes, while lowering altitude, began to drop ammunition on the positions of the two infantry divisions.

Boxes of ammunition, fluttering, slowly landed on the position, and on each wooden box, there was a small parachute to ensure that these ammunition landed safely on the ground.

Two transport planes also flew over this artillery position, circled over this position, and dropped a large number of shells, boxes of Type 92 infantry artillery shells, boxes of 60-mm mortar shells.

The two planes repeatedly dropped ammunition, and in just a few minutes, dozens of boxes of shells were dropped in this way, and looking at this posture, there were still a lot of shells on these two planes, and they continued to drop them.

"Open it up and see what's it!"

Seeing so many wooden boxes being dropped, the commander of the artillery regiment immediately ordered eagerly.

Immediately, there were several artillery fighters who pried open a large wooden box with neat movements, and inside it was full of neatly arranged shells, which looked very gratifying.

"Regiment commander, it's all Type 92 infantry artillery shells."

"Open the box again."

Immediately, another box was opened, full of 60mm mortar shells, and then several more boxes were opened, containing either Type 92 infantry shells or 60mm mortar shells.

"Captain! We got rich. ”

An artillery soldier shouted loudly with joy.

The regiment commander was also overjoyed, and thought to himself, the 36th Group Army was really a charcoal in the snow, and it had sent so many much-needed shells to itself.

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