Chapter 690: Condolences
The artillery platoon of the new regiment only had three mortars and four grenadiers, and the first battalion of the attack on the high ground was allocated one mortar and two grenadiers, but the shells were extremely scarce, and only seven mortar shells and more than a dozen grenadiers were allocated.
There were no heavy machine guns on the high ground, and the light machine guns were weaker than mortars in range, but the new regiment could not get a decent gunner after the gunner's pillar was sacrificed, and as a result, two shells went down, and only one shell landed next to the fortifications, which did not seem to cause any damage to the devils on the high ground.
The two shells were so wasted, Zhao Mingyuan's flesh hurt when he saw it, if it weren't for the fact that the artillery platoon was directly subordinate to the regimental level, Zhao Mingyuan would have wanted to go up and kick a few feet.
"Battalion Commander Zhao, you can't fight yet!" The soldiers of the artillery platoon saw Zhao Mingyuan's painful expression and asked.
Zhao Mingyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Fight!" After finishing speaking, he asked a few more words, "One more shot, you are almost sure of the hit." ”
Gu Haibo, who was in charge of firing the cannon, glanced at the high ground in the distance and frowned, "Only sixty percent sure, the sight is too poor!" ”
"Poor line of sight?" Zhao Mingyuan took a deep breath, "If you come to fight when the devil fires, you can be a little sure." ”
"In that case, it can be eighty percent!"
"Is it just a two-percent increase?" Zhao Mingyuan asked.
"Our regiment's artillery has been used for a long time, and the one we use now was captured by Regiment Commander Li at that time, and it was broken when it was captured, and it is now being repaired and repaired." Gu Haibo said.
"It's okay to have more than two percent, I'll arrange another charge later, you find a chance to open fire, two machine guns, as long as you knock out one, I'll give you credit!"
"Yes!" Gu Haibo saluted.
"Four platoon lengths!"
"Yes!"
"Immediately take your men and prepare to storm the high ground!"
"Yes!"
The four platoons are ready to go,
A correspondent rushed to Zhao Mingyuan's side with a piece of paper and saluted, "Battalion Commander Zhao, this is the defense map of the devil's heights." ”
"Arming map!" Zhao Mingyuan whispered excitedly, and then snatched the paper from the communication soldier's hand.
The picture is very sloppy, but Zhao Mingyuan can see it clearly.
After reading it, he immediately shouted, "Four platoon commanders!" ”
A voice came from afar, "Yes! ”
After a few seconds, a figure ran to Zhao Mingyuan's side, and before Zhao Mingyuan could speak, the fourth platoon commander took the lead in speaking, "Battalion commander, you may regret it, you can't change people!" ”
"I didn't say that I wanted to return the people, the regiment just got the deployment map of the devil's position, you can take a look." Zhao Mingyuan said.
"And this good thing?" The fourth platoon leader said and came to Zhao Mingyuan's side, "Did the reconnaissance company do it?" ”
"I don't know!"
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Xu San took Kurosaki to the high ground where the devils were stationed.
As soon as they entered the high ground, a mortar fell not far in front of the fortifications, kicking up a bit of dirt.
Looking at the landing point of the cannonball, Xu San said to himself, "This is not accurate!" ”
"This is the first shot, and after the shot, it will be the school gun, I believe it won't be long before the second shell falls, we should hide at this time."
Listening to the advice of people to eat a full meal, Xu San decisively and the black rider found cover and hid.
Xu San, who was hiding in the bunker, was thinking, hoping that Ding Wei could receive the message, although his dictation was simple, he should be able to understand that the broken fortifications built by the devil were like turtle shells, and he couldn't afford to do it without paying a lot of casualties.
After a while, the second shell fell, landing less than a meter in front of the dark fort, although it was an improvement from just now, but this quasi-head still made Xu San smack.
Xu San, the self-produced cement, knew that even if the mortar shells fell, it would not cause much damage to this dark bunker.
Many of the cement in the cement plant has been systematically weakened, but today the devils are used to build fortifications, these are not, he found this problem when he inspected at night, but the wood has been completed, the fortifications have been repaired, he has nothing to do, he can't let these little devils tear down the repaired fortifications and start over, and at night, these cement fortifications are almost dry.
The devil's ten-man squad, three of whom were slightly wounded, withstood the two attacks of the Eighth Route Army, and at this moment there was plenty of ammunition, and it was not a problem to deal with a few small charges.
Hiroshi Murakami is the leader of this ten-person squad, not tall, with a somewhat thin face, and he didn't give him a good face after seeing Xu San, because Xu San snatched the heavy machine gun from his hand, although the heavy machine gun was not the equipment of their team, but he was still unhappy in his heart.
Looking at Hiroshi Murakami, who was pulling his face, Xu San said with a smile, "Lieutenant Murakami has worked hard!" ”
"Serve the locusts with all your loyalty, don't work hard!" Hiroshi Murakami said and looked at Xu San, "I think His Excellency Xu San is very leisurely, why don't you stay and resist the attack of the Eighth Route Army with us?" ”
Xu San waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I don't know how to fight, and staying is to add to the chaos." I think Second Lieutenant Murakami is in a bad mood, is it because of the heavy machine gun. ”
"It's not! The defense line of the fifth battalion is long, and it is true that heavy firepower such as heavy machine guns is needed to contain the enemy, but." Murakami Hiroshi said and looked in the direction of Sun Changhai's position, "However, the Eighth Route Army on the side of the fifth battalion has not moved so far, is there something wrong?" ”
"I just came over there, and the Eighth Route Army has already arranged a battalion of troops, as for why not fight, I think the time has not yet come." Xu San casually found an excuse, and then approached Hiroshi Murakami with a harmless smile, "Don't always keep a straight face, isn't it just a heavy machine gun?" When the battle is over, I'll ask Sun Changhai to send it to you. ”
The corners of Murakami's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart, what is the use of my heavy machine gun when the battle is over.
The two attacks of the first battalion were almost a temptation, and the intensity was not large, although some people in Murakami's squad were injured, but they were all minor injuries and did not affect their combat effectiveness, so at this moment, Murakami did not have much complaint about Xu San, and at the same time, he also had a little contempt for the Eighth Route Army.
"Your Excellency Xu San doesn't go to the position of the fifth battalion? It should be safer there than we are here. Hiroshi Murakami asked.
"Loyal to the Locusts! I'll go there wherever it's dangerous! Xu San said seriously.
"I remember that your Excellency said just now that staying is to add to the chaos, so how do you explain this?" Hiroshi Murakami is very shrewd and quickly caught Xu San's language flaws.
Xu San didn't blush, but continued to say seriously, "These are two different things! I'm here mainly to offer my condolences to you? (End of chapter)