Kuroshima Morita's face became extremely ugly, and his lungs were about to explode.

There were more than 1,300 cavalry in the Black Island Cavalry Wing, and now there are less than 500 cavalry left.

Among them were more than 150 cavalry communications and personal guards, more than 150 cavalry squadrons of the second cavalry squadron, and 200 cavalry artillery squadrons.

The Black Isle Cavalry Wing has lost most of its weight.

Tsuneo Suzuki held up the binoculars on his chest and could see the hillside at a glance.

"Wing Commander, it seems that the Eighth Road is not going to go, and the heavy machine gun is still in place, confronting us." Tsuneo Suzuki put down his binoculars and said, "Let's call General Shinozuka to the air force and blow up the machine gun position on the Eighth Road." ”

"Call the aviation?" Kuroshima Morita frowned and said, "Do we have to rely on aviation to wash away the shame of the Kuroshima Cavalry Wing?" ”

"But the machine gun fire of the Eighth Road is too fierce." Tsuneo Suzuki said, "Our cavalry can't rush up at all. ”

"Shut up!" Kuroshima Morita said angrily, "Suzuki-kun, do you want me to become a joke in the Imperial Military Circle?" ”

Tsuneo Suzuki hurriedly paused: "Hi! ”

……

At the same time, a new regiment of machine-gun positions was placed.

Li Yunlong looked at the war horses and the corpses of the Japanese soldiers all over the ground, and the whole person's mentality and mood were stable.

He even struck a match, lit an old knife brand cigarette, and took a puff and held the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

"See?" Li Yunlong said loudly to the soldiers, "What the hell is the elite, Lao Tzu is the elite." ”

"More than 80 light and heavy machine guns, placed on the defensive line of less than 400 meters, it is not easy for the devil cavalry to come!"

"Hurry up and replenish my ammunition, fill me with chains, magazines, and bullet plates!"

The warriors looked up at the slaughterhouse-like battlefield and grinned.

This battle was simply too painful, each person operated a machine gun suddenly, watching the devil's cavalry fall madly under the rain of bullets, I have to say, it's not too cool.

Although the fight is very cool, the consumption of machine gun ammunition is also extremely amazing.

Li Yunlong alone used the Makqin heavy machine gun to knock out a full three bullet chains, one of which was 300 rounds of machine gun ammunition, and Li Yunlong took over after a while of the machine gunner, that is to say, a Makqin consumed at least 1,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition.

In just a few moments, more than 80 light and heavy machine guns fired at least 70,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition, which is an astonishing amount of consumption!

At present, the entire Eighth Route Army, that is, Li Yunlong, can afford such a rich battle, and even the brigade commander can't afford to fight.

Because in addition to the new regiment, these regiments of the 386 brigade, even the two main regiments of 771 and 772, do not have much ammunition, let alone the new second regiment and independent regiment as the backbone regiment.

Of course, if the devil cavalry charges like this a few times, the new second regiment will not be able to withstand it, because Li Yunlong only prepared 200,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition.

However, fortunately, this guy has already killed the main force of the Black Island Cavalry Wing, and there are not many devil cavalry left.

At most, the Black Isle Cavalry Wing is capable of organizing another charge like this.

Political commissar Zhao Gang came to Li Yunlong's side with a sniper rifle and said, "Lao Li, the devil hasn't left yet." ”

"See." Li Yunlong put down the binoculars and said, "This old devil on Heidao must be waiting for the artillery behind to come up and reorganize the attack." ”

"So what now?" Zhao Gang said, "Should we retreat?" ”

"Retreat?" Li Yunlong said, "There are about 300 cavalry around Heidao, as soon as we retreat, the old devil of Heidao will definitely press up, and the No. 300 cavalry in our hands may not be the opponent of the devil cavalry, and we may be the ones who will be defeated at that time." ”

"But once the devil artillery comes up." Zhao Gang said, "Our machine gun position has become a live target." ”

"Who said that?" Li Yunlong snorted at Wang Chengzhu's mortar position, "Lao Tzu's artillery company eats dry rice?" ”

In this operation, Li Yunlong did not bring out the 75 field guns, but all 16 mortars and the Type 92 infantry guns were brought.

Just attacking the onslaught of the devil's cavalry, Li Yunlong never gave the order to open fire, just waiting for the devil to set up the mortar position.

"I'm sorry, I'm messed up with my concern." Zhao Gang smiled apologetically, "Forget about our artillery company." ”

……

After about ten minutes, the Black Island Wing Mounted Artillery Squadron was late.

There was no way to do this, and the horses of the mounted artillery squadron had to carry artillery boxes and mortars in addition to carrying people.

The cavalry squadron was armed with 8 Type 97 90mm mortars, the so-called small steel cannons.

Compared with the M2 light mortar equipped with the new regiment, the Type 97 mortar is more powerful, but it is also relatively bulky, and the whole gun weighs 172.5 kilograms.

"Captain!" Masao Yano, the leader of the mounted artillery squadron, rode his horse to Morita Kuroshima and paused for the first time.

Looking at the hillside in front of me, there were corpses of Japanese cavalry and war horses, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

Kuroshima Morita couldn't wait for a moment: "Yano-kun, you came just in time, please immediately build an artillery position and blow up the machine gun position of the Eighth Road for me." ”

"Hey!" Masao Yano picked up the binoculars and observed for a while, then quickly paused.

Returning to the position of the mounted artillery squadron, Masao Yano immediately rode back to the location of the mounted artillery squadron, and waved his hand: "Hey Gu, build a mortar position immediately!" "Eight One Chinese Net

The devils of the cavalry squadron quickly turned over and dismounted, and began to build mortar positions, and the gunners unloaded the shell boxes from the military horses.

The Type 97 mortar is divided into three parts: a square base plate, a tripod mount and a barrel, and it takes about 3 minutes to build.

Since the mortar position of the devils was behind the cavalry formation of the devils, the observation gunners of the artillery company of the new 2nd regiment did not see the position of the artillery positions of the devils.

Eight Type 97 mortars were lined up, the shooting Zhu Yuan had been adjusted, and the devil's artilleryman was holding mortar shells in his hands, waiting for the test firing order.

"Wait!" Kuroshima Morita rode over and shouted, "Use a chemical bomb!" ”

"Nani?" Masao Yano and the artillerymen all looked at Morita Kuroshima in astonishment.

The Japanese army generally used poison gas bombs as a killer weapon in combat, and it was a weapon that could not be defeated before turning the tables, and it was very rare to fire poison gas bombs as soon as they came up.

There are four main types of poison gas bombs used by the Japanese army, green bombs, red bombs, yellow bombs, and tea bombs.

Green bullets, commonly known as tear gas, are the least powerful and injurious of these gas bombs.

Red bullets, which release poisonous gases that strongly stimulate the respiratory organs, are commonly known as sneeze bombs.

Yellow bullets, which are erosive gas bombs, can cause ulceration of the skin and mucous membranes after use.

Tea bombs, this kind of poisonous gas is filled with highly toxic poisonous gas, which will directly make people who inhale poisonous gas fail and die directly.

In real history, Brigade Commander Chen has been poisoned by devils twice.

In view of the Japanese army's poison gas bomb tactics, the Eighth Route Army had special anti-chemical warfare cadres, constantly organized soldiers to carry out anti-poison training, and prepared anti-poison equipment as much as they could.

For example, towels and garlic are necessary for every Eighth Route Army during the battle.

"Baga, what are you doing in a daze?" Morita Kuroshima frowned.

Kuroshima Morita was also anxious by the eight roads.

Even if the machine gun positions of the 8th Route were ploughed with artillery fire, ordinary shells could destroy some of the machine gun fire points of the 8th Route, but they could not destroy all of them.

Even if the Japanese cavalry can rush to the position of the Eighth Route Army, the casualties must not be small, and the cavalry of the Black Island Cavalry Wing has lost most of it, and it can no longer lose cavalry.

But the use of poison gas bombs is different, which can directly make all the eight ways instantly incapacitated.

Not only can the cavalry go directly to harvest the heads of the eight roads, but they can also capture a large number of machine guns and bullets.

"Hey!" Yano Masao hurriedly nodded at Kuroshima Morita, then turned his head to the artillerymen and said, "Change the chemical bomb, ha-ah-gu!" ”

The devil artillerymen immediately unloaded the ammunition box engraved with the skull mark from the horseback and carried the ammunition box behind the mortar.

The devil's deputy gunner immediately put the original mortar shells into the ammunition box, pried open the ammunition box containing the gas bombs, and took the gas bombs out of the ammunition box.

In a few moments, all gun emplacements were ready.

"Fire!" As the flag commander jerked down the small flag in his hand, the devil gunner put the hand poison gas bomb into the barrel.

With a muffled tom, the gas bomb burst out of the chamber and soared into the air, arcing across the sky, smashing into the new machine-gun position with a sharp whistling.

At the same time, on the artillery position of the new regiment, listening to the screaming of shells skimming the air, Li Yunlong shouted loudly: "Conceal, anti-artillery!" ”

The soldiers immediately lay down on the spot to defend the artillery, and the reason why the soldiers were not afraid was because they could not withstand a few shells, and their own mortars would return the color to the devil's artillery position.

The next moment, the mortar shells fell on the machine-gun positions of the new regiment and exploded with a thud.

To the surprise of the fighters, it was not the mortar shells that fell.

When he saw the red gas diffusing from the air, Li Yunlong's face changed, and he shouted loudly: "It's not good that it's poisonous gas, quickly put on a gas mask!" ”

With his order, the fighters of the new regiment reacted instantly, and the hundreds of people who were originally lying on the ground all reached out to take the gas masks beside them.

Not the kind of gas mask that was homemade with wet towels and garlic, but a gas mask seized from the devils, which had an excellent anti-poison effect.

Needless to say, the veterans were calm and comfortable in the whole process of putting on gas masks, and the recruits did not panic much, and put on gas masks in an orderly manner, and there was no situation where soldiers snatched gas masks.

As for the response method after the devil fired the poison gas bomb, they have practiced this set of actions I don't know how many times.

Very cooked.

Only a few dozen fighters at the point where the gas bomb hit inhaled a small amount of poison gas, and the vast majority of the fighters did not inhale poison gas.

The devil artillery fired red bullets this time, and only inhaled a small amount of poisonous gas, although it was not fatal, but it could make people vomit and have difficulty breathing, thus losing their combat ability.

By the time the second wave of gas bombs fell and exploded, all the fighters were wearing gas masks.

Looking through the transparent mirror of the gas mask, watching the red poisonous gas spread over the machine-gun position, the fighters were not afraid at all, but were a little excited.

The devil cavalry came to greet us with machine guns, and the devils fired gas bombs, and we had gas masks.

It feels cool to be well-equipped!

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.