In addition, since it was wartime, there were many wounded during the day, and until the first half of the night, the hospital's operating tent was still brightly lit. Even now, although the lights have been controlled, the voices of the wounded can still be heard in the tents of the wounded. What's more, this field hospital is usually equipped with personnel on duty, and there are so many wounded and sick tonight, and many medical staff have just laid down and have not yet fallen asleep. So, after a short discussion, the trap turned into a surprise attack. It was carried out by the people of Kimura, but unfortunately, during the raid, a resisting medicdic accidentally knocked over a kerosene lamp and lit a tent for storing medical alcohol, which directly announced the successful end of Zhao Yun's raid tonight.

In fact, it is not a big deal to light the tent, at most it is to burn the tent, and the heavy rain outside cannot cause a regional fire. But the blazing fire was tantamount to telling the Shibata United Headquarters on the mountain that something had happened to the field hospital under the mountain. Looking at the distance, the originally dark mountainside, suddenly lit up with stars, Zhao Yun knew that tonight's success was over, and after looking at the time, it was already two forty-five in the evening, if Kimura was allowed to come forward, there was a great chance of getting by, but it was too late. After this toss, the Japanese soldiers on the mountain gradually fell asleep, and it was almost dawn at that time. Although I don't know if there will be heavy rain tomorrow, which will give the time advantage. However, this uncertainty must not affect the conduct of this raid. The attack has begun, even if it doesn't rain now, Zhao Yun has no choice, and he has to send the arrow!

"I command!" Zhao Yun paused and took a breath, "Forced assault!" ”

There was no answer, but the rustling of nails, overshadowing the sound of heavy rain, came from all directions.

Kato, who was beside Zhao Yun, looked behind Zhao Yun, and saw that the mountains and jungles as far as his eye could see, and dense camp warriors were pouring in from several directions, threatening to cover the entire mountain range with a layer of red and black mottled colors.

Although Kato is not very good at mathematics and has never led a team of more than ten people, he still has a vision after participating in the landing of the Japanese army in Vladivostok. In his memory, the army of samurai he saw in front of him was already as many as 100,000. No less than when the Japanese reinforcements landed, the huge battle of 40,000 Japanese troops and 60,000 Goryeo troops was huge.

And the clouds above these samurai, combined with the momentum of the mountain rain, give people a sense of panic.

"Strange ......" A Japanese squadron leader tilted his head, looked at a group of "retro" samurai carrying swords and shields in the mountains, and asked stupidly, "...... What are they doing? ”

"Go, call all of you captains over and solve this matter as soon as possible!" Shibata coldly looked at the camp warriors who appeared in the distance, and then looked back, and the soldiers of the wing who kept getting up from their sleep in the tent commanded his subordinates.

"No need to ......!" Who knows, the squadron leader relied on himself to be Shibata's henchman, and his temperament was quite stubborn, "Dazuo, these people who don't even have guns are a group of Chinese people's so-called militia groups, and I have fought with them." I'll do this myself, and I don't need anyone else to interfere! ”

"!" Shibata kicked him hard and shouted angrily, "Are you a waste when Kimura?" Kimura hasn't solved a single brigade, what can you do? Call people! The day is almost dawn, in case the Chinese people should join forces with the outside and at the same time impact the defense line of our wing, and delay the major event of General Takeuchi, we will all have to commit suicide! ”

Hearing that he committed suicide by caesarean section, the squadron leader's abdomen was cold, so he had to reluctantly go to call for people.

Looking at Zhao Yun's side again, after rushing through Kimura's brigade headquarters, within a few minutes, he almost swept away the defense in front of the Shibata Wing Headquarters, and when he went to see the battlefield situation again, he even frightened himself!

Less than two miles away from Zhao Yun's forward, it turned out to be the wing headquarters of Shibata United, and Shibata's command post was only three or four miles away from the striker. Around the wing headquarters, in addition to the sappers, there were artillery units belonging to the Japanese wing.

"Rush! Keep rushing! "In the face of the Japanese machine guns, as long as the battalion soldiers carry shields, they can always rush through. The first is that the samurai's shield is relatively thick, and the second is that the Japanese army's machine guns are not fed by bullet chains, and the duration of the bullet rain is insufficient. But when encountering artillery, it is different, as soon as the cannon sounds, whether it is a field gun or a howitzer, not to mention that a single shell can take away seven or eight, and even once, after receiving a heavy artillery, a squad of forty samurai disappeared directly. So when it comes to artillery, Zhao Yun always has palpitations.

Zhao Yun's order, the samurai's consistent unconditional obedience, leaving behind the soldiers on duty in the field hospital who were still resisting, the vanguard samurai chose to continue to advance and rushed towards the Japanese artillery position.

Seeing that it was less than 200 meters away from the artillery position, six Japanese squadrons rushed from the front and both sides.

Zhao Yun looked through the eyes of the samurai, and more than half of them were completely formed squadrons. These squadrons are the same teams that Takeuchi asked each wing to draw out and be ready to send reinforcements at any time. Many of these Japanese soldiers were carrying bags on their backs and were on the march. Carrying a full load of ammunition on his back, the ammunition box of the Japanese Army consisted of two front boxes and a rear box. The back box also comes with a gun oil can. The front cartridges can hold 30 rounds each, and the rear cartridges hold 60 rounds each. The front box and the rear box can carry a total of 120 rounds.

Seeing the equipment status of these Japanese soldiers, Zhao Yun suddenly understood why Wang Huaiqing always said in the previous telegram that the Japanese army's firepower was fierce. The three squadrons that fought before were all "half-disabled", and this time when he encountered the "full version", Zhao Yun also had an intuitive feeling.

In the normal state of combat marching, a Japanese soldier can carry 120 rounds of 6.5 mm small-caliber ammunition, while Huaxia uses German 7.92 large-caliber ammunition, which can only carry 60 rounds, which means that the amount of ammunition of Japanese soldiers is about twice that of Huaxia soldiers! Therefore, the continuous firepower of the Japanese army is much longer than that of the Chinese soldiers who hold Hanyang-made!

However, it seems that the ammunition base of the Japanese riflemen is 120 rounds, and the ammunition base of the Chinese riflemen is 60 rounds, and the Japanese army has more ammunition than the Chinese soldiers, but in fact, the Japanese army has weak firepower and is difficult to supply.

Huaxia was fighting on its own, and most of the bullets were made in Germany, and the Japanese army could not get supplies locally, so they had to carry more ammunition. Of course, if you really want to compare the ammunition base, it is the armies of various countries during the First World War, taking the British army as an example, the individual ammunition base has reached 220 rounds, because the British army was strictly trained in the early days, the riflemen fired at a long distance and the shooting speed was fast, and the British army boasted of the strongest infantry, but it fell after the war expanded. Many of the phenomena of the Japanese army are manifestations of the remnants of the First World War, after all, the world hegemon at the beginning of the 20th century was not the old United States, but the arrogant British.

As soon as he saw the arrival of these six squadrons, Zhao Yun could obviously feel that the aura emanating from these teams was much stronger than that of other Japanese teams.

"All of them have ......" Seeing that his team had come to the front, Wing Captain Shibata took the lead in speaking, "Fight quickly!" Together, no one is allowed to retreat! ”

After seeing Shibata give the order, he returned to the command post of the wing and organized the defense of Li Xuehua's department, after all, the Japanese had been attacking before, and they had never thought of defense, except for a few machine gun forts on the position, not even the trenches were dug. Now that the manpower has been transferred to defend the rear, the front is immediately in a state of emptiness, and Shibata has to deal with it carefully.

"Back off?" Seeing that Shibata was not present, someone replied disdainfully, "Do you need to be so careful?" The strong armies in China, the Jin army and the Feng army have all been defeated, what tricks can they play with these teams carrying swords and cold weapons? Whispered to a squadron leader beside him, "Is the wing commander too careful, why are six squadrons fighting a militia team, where will the honor of my elite wing of the Great Japanese Empire be spread?" ”

"That's ......," a squadron leader with a benevolent beard on his mouth echoed, "I've always been one against ten, and I've never seen six fight one!" ”

After encountering the formation of enemy troops, the samurai of the camp naturally formed a formation of forty people. Less than fifty meters in front of them, four neat military formations had been formed, and behind them, in the dark rainstorm, vague military formations were also being assembled. So for, the number of samurai in the camp is well judged.

"Alright, don't say it!" At this time, an elderly squadron leader spoke, seeing that the enemy was gathering so quickly, it was obvious that he had worked the military formation, and if such a team waited for them to complete the formation, it would definitely be more troublesome than now. "Aren't you just unable to pull your face? Okay, I'll come, anyway, I've been following the wing captain as a reserve every day for the past few days, and I haven't even caught a decent battle, so you can just collect the corpse later! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the others to pick up, he immediately carried the command knife, commanded the troops to open fire, and then all of them loaded their bayonets and rushed towards Zhao Yun's department.

The two sides were already close, but at a distance of only a few tens of meters, the Japanese fired a round of guns, and by the time the samurai reacted and were about to use the firearms bound to their swords to fight back, they had already rushed in front of the samurai with bayonets.

If an ordinary team were faced with such a fierce charge, it would be difficult to adapt. The Japanese are very skilled in fighting bayonet skills, and when facing the Feng army, they can basically solve the Chinese soldiers in the front row with one pick and one stab. Unfortunately, they had chosen the wrong target this time, and the samurai in the camp were all in armor, even in the face of bayonets piercing their chests, they were not afraid. Fighting with them with bayonets and playing hand-to-hand combat can be regarded as a loss of "empiricism" for this squadron leader.

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