"Okay, a few of you come with me, and the rest of you are careful to hide." Their goal this time is to cut off the enemy's encirclement of the area with extremely fast action, and the more accurate concept is a blitzkrieg raid.

Of course, compared with the regular blitzkrieg with aircraft, tanks, armored groups, and cover, the strength of this half of the guard company led by Wei Wuji seems to be too small. But the core of the strategy has not changed in the slightest, and the so-called "everything remains the same", to the effect that this is the case.

"Sir······ The soldiers, including the deputy company commander of the original guard company, stared at Wei Wuji in a daze, they really didn't expect Wei Wuji to be so bold. With two or three people, they are going to raid the devil's position.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to be hard-hitting, if it's hard, I'm guarding the city wall, waiting for the devils to attack, why bother to bring you out. Even if you have energy, you have to do it in the right place, and if you are stunned, you can only lose your life in vain. "If you fight, you must fight, and when you get to the battlefield, how can you do it without fighting. Don't fight, don't want to fight, what to do on the battlefield? You can also play in a disciplined way, and reap the greatest value at the minimum cost.

Judging from the situation of the enemy and the enemy distributed on the map, this area is the weak point of the enemy's combination of the two parts, and compared to other locations, it is the easiest to attack and the easiest to attack. But even so, you can't be careless, the fighting quality of the little devil is really not bad.

"Good fellow, what a problem! No wonder those little devils can beat us like this. "Three vague figures rushed to the battlefield, the speed was extremely fast, but in a moment's trance, there was no trace of it.

Extremely cautiously overcame the blockade and arrived at the outermost point of the weak point, and after hiding in an extremely inconspicuous position, Wei Wuji and the two scouts glanced at it cautiously, and suddenly the soldier was scolded in a low voice by the sight in front of him.

"What an unexpected surprise! Get this logistical stronghold to the end, and I'll see what the little devils will attack tomorrow. Looking at the place full of shells and bullets, and a team of Japanese soldiers patrolling from time to time, Wei Wuji's mouth raised a wicked smile.

The reason why this place is a weak point in the battle line is because it is a stockpile of ammunition. In a battle of this magnitude, you can't hand over all the ammunition to the combat soldiers to carry around.

Of course, this place is not all ammunition gathering points, and if there is only such a small amount of ammunition for hundreds of thousands of troops, do the remaining soldiers plan to engage in hand-to-hand combat with guns without bullets? If that's the case, that's fine.

Weapons and equipment are indeed not comparable to little devils, but in terms of this white-bladed battle, we Chinese are his ancestors. Learn about the combat effectiveness of the broadsword team of the 29th Army in the Northwest.

"Sir, it's a pity that so many shells and bullets are ruined like this." Wartime bullets and shells, that is, the guarantee of survival, in a sense, are more precious than jewelry and gold bars.

"It's a pity that there is no way, even if we can quietly put down these devils, we don't have the strength to bring back so many bullets and shells. Instead of letting the devil use it against us, let's make it disappear completely.

"The chief is right, we can't use it, and we can't let the devils use it to harm us. I'm going to blow him up right now. As he spoke, he pulled out a grenade and was about to rush out. Are you still afraid of death when you are a soldier?

"Huh! What are you doing in such a hurry? Could it be that you still want to use your own flesh and blood to throw this grenade at the place where their shells are stacked? Wei Wuji's hand was quick and he grabbed him. The battlefield is a merciless meat grinder, and life is extremely fragile.

That's why I have to work harder to live. When there are other solutions to the situation, and there is a glimmer of opportunity, it is absolutely important not to make sacrifices.

"Hehe, this thing, it's finally time for it to do its job." In the extremely puzzled eyes of the two scouts, Wei Wuji took out a gun with a dark black texture, extremely heavy metallic luster, and a huge scope.

Although there is already the concept of a sniper rifle in this era, a heavy sniper rifle like this is still a fantasy thing, especially after Wei Wuji calmly added a black cylinder under the gun.

This cylindrical thing, in fact, has a very standard name called a grenade, which is specially used to fire grenades.

Unfortunately, in the current situation and social context, the use of grenades seems to be somewhat inappropriate. Even if you make do with a grenade, you can still play a good effect. A pile of explosives was already piling up there, and all that was needed was a ignited spark.

"Who?" The Japanese troops patrolling in the distance seemed to have discovered something inappropriate, and their vigilance was still extremely strong, and they immediately issued a sharp siren whistle.

"Hehe, the response is good. It's a pity that it's too late, but I hope you don't even have the next life. Observing all this through the high-powered clear scope, Wei Wuji smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth and pulled the trigger.

A grenade with a string pulled, under the action of great propulsion, like a bullet, crossed an arc in mid-air, and then fell on the ammunition accumulation in the eyes of many Japanese soldiers who were first confused, and then shocked.

"Let's go." Wei Wuji put away the sniper rifle and said to the two scouts who were so shocked that they looked blind. Heavy sniper rifles, both in terms of lethality and shooting distance, have greatly surpassed the perception of this world.

"Your Excellency Wing Commander······" At the command post of the front-line position, a Japanese warrant officer ran in in a hurry, his face full of panic, as if the sky was about to fall.

Naturally, it is impossible for the sky to fall, but for them, it is much more than the sky falling. Under such a powerful explosion, any flesh and blood body appeared extremely fragile and helpless. Don't say it's flesh and blood, even if it's a torrent of steel, under such an explosion, it is estimated that it will be greatly affected.

Let's put it simply. The soldiers guarding the batch of arms and weapons have all been turned into charcoal, and even some soldiers who are fighting in the surrounding areas have been greatly affected. The warrant officer was one of the affected troops, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately took someone to check it out.

The scene that caught his eyes made him couldn't help but turn pale for a while, and his legs and feet were weak.

"Don't worry, say something slowly." A not-so-good premonition, inexplicably creeping in my heart.

"Our military supplies have been destroyed." Frustrated and excited, the Japanese warrant officer almost burst into tears. What can I do? Without food supplies, you can survive by gritting your teeth.

But without ammunition supplies, how can this battle be fought? With guns without bullets and shells, do you want to smash that fortified city open at once?

"What do you say? Will you tell me again? The two commanders shuddered, and their eyes widened in horror. In fact, there was no problem with their ears, and they could hear clearly what the warrant officer was saying. But they couldn't believe it, preferring to believe that they had heard it wrong, and it was a complete illusion.

"Our ammunition supply has been destroyed, and the infantry brigade guarding the ammunition supply, including the surrounding area, has nearly a thousand soldiers shattered." The Japanese warrant officer gritted his teeth, trembled, and reported a rough figure he had counted.

That's a piece of data that anyone who doesn't know can help but tremble when they hear it.

"Impossible, it's definitely not ······" Captain Koda muttered to himself, and suddenly his face turned red, and he opened his mouth to see a mouthful of scarlet blood. Originally, the defeat had been beaten to the point that the whole army was almost wiped out, and it was enough for him to bear it. Now it's like this again, directly beyond the limit of its endurance, and vomiting blood.

"Koda-kun, you're okay. Be strong, it's not a big deal. Isn't it just ammunition? Let's urgently deploy from the rear. This is a natural comfort, a comfort to others as well as to oneself. With so much ammunition and the loss of soldiers, there are ghosts if you don't feel distressed.

"Damn the only one, it must be the damn one······ I'm going to kill them. The endless crazy whisper to himself, if not completely collapsed, was not much worse.

The other co-captain was extremely silent. Instead of venting your temper there and wasting time, you should seize the time and find a way to remedy it. The arms supply is destroyed, and with the little firepower left in his hand, a round of attacks will be completely blind, and guns and cannons without bullets and shells are just a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, and it is better to have attack power than a fire bastard.

"Damn! Hurry up and check it out for me! What exactly is the reason why the arms supply was destroyed? As for Kodajun, who was already on the verge of madness, he didn't believe it.

It's a fantasy, just kidding. Although the Koda Company suffered heavy losses in a bloody battle, there was not much omission in their defensive line. still beat those defenders, compressed in the city and couldn't move. If it weren't for the assistance of natural factors such as the topography and environment, at least the battle on their side would have ended long ago.

At this time, it was too late for them to shrink their forces to defend the city, how could they still have troops to attack and supply arms. What's more, the one responsible for guarding the supply of ammunition is still an integrated infantry brigade.

As far as the combat gap between the two armies is concerned, it is necessary to mobilize more than one regiment to win a combat infantry brigade, but they have not received any reports on this aspect so far. Is it possible for a regiment, the action of thousands of people, to cross a heavy battle line without being detected? Are they all a bunch of invisible people?