It's not that the Eighth Route Army is instigated, it's just that the gap between weaponry and personnel quality is here, and there is no way to do it.

But the new group is different, because with Yang Ming's joining, this guy is a hanger, what are you afraid of if you have a plug-in?

After purchasing those weapons and equipment, Yang Ming handed over all the weapons and equipment that he could not use in his independent platoon to the regiment headquarters and let Ding Wei distribute them, so the firepower of the entire new regiment in disguise became more fierce again.

After a while, the little devil had come to a place not far from Zhaojiaqiao, which was outside the firing range, and the devils were scattered here, and then rows of infantry jumped out of the truck, and the artillery pushed the infantry guns into the artillery position for deployment, while the infantry found cover to hide, ready to charge at any time.

Half an hour later, the devil's Type 92 infantry guns had been deployed, and 15 infantry guns were deployed to a halfway up the hill next to Zhaojia Bridge, which was just enough to reach the position of the new regiment.

The 15 Type 92 infantry guns were lined up, and after loading the shells, the devil pulled the lead, and the standard-bearer put down the flag in his hand, boom, boom, and the 15 infantry guns fired shells at the same time, and the shells pierced the sky and rushed straight to the position of the new regiment.

The little devil began to attack, after a round of bombardment, the little devil's artillery quickly loaded, and then began to bombard the position of the new regiment with shells, countless shells fell on the position, and some timid recruits clinged to the bunker tightly, not daring to show their heads.

I have to say that the infantry artillery fire is really fierce, and the Zhaojiaqiao position is a temporary fortification, which is not so solid, so after several rounds of bombardment, there is also a gap in the position.

Yamamoto Eleven saw the shells explode on the position of the Eighth Route Army, and his mouth couldn't stop laughing.

"Give me a hard bombardment, and flatten the position of the Eighth Route Army, just to smash their position."

However, after the devil fired a few rounds of shells, it was Yang Ming's turn to be an independent platoon.

Gifts are still exchanged, you give me a big gift, I also want to give you a little gift.

Boom, boom, the infantry cannon in Yang Ming's hand fired a salvo, smashing into the little devil's position like hail.

The little devil hasn't figured out the situation yet, isn't there only a few mortars on Yang Ming's side? What to do is because they know that Yang Ming only has mortars on his side, so the infantry is very close, but it is also outside the range of mortars, but the other party is obviously using a Type 92 infantry gun, and the shells have fallen into the crowd.

Besides, the devil is the attacker, and he doesn't build fortifications at all, just hides behind cover.

These bunkers were useless at all, and in just the first round of bombardment, a few shells blew up the devil's soldiers.

"Baga, where did these Eighth Route Army capture the Type 92 infantry guns?"

At first, Yamamoto Eleven thought that these infantry guns were left behind when Hikawa Okamoto fought with the new regiment before.

But if you think about it, haven't those infantry guns been destroyed? Even if they need to be repaired, it is impossible to repair these infantry guns in a short time.

It's only been a few hours, huh?

But before he could complain, several more shells fell from the sky.

The main thing is that the new regiment is located halfway up the mountain, and the target of their attack is the Japanese army at the foot of the mountain, so the range of mortars can be reached.

This Yamamoto Eleven roared loudly: "Baga, Baga, why does the Eighth Route Army have a Type 92 infantry cannon?" ”

As a squadron leader, Yamamoto Eleven climbed from the soldier to this position step by step, and it can be said that he knows everything about weapons.

Ordinary mortars can't shoot at this position at all, and only infantry guns can hit them.

But the scout didn't know what was going on, because they had reconnoitred the other side before they were deployed, and they didn't see infantry guns on the other side's positions.

"Captain of the report, when I was reconnoitring just now, I really didn't see any infantry artillery."

This scout did reconnoitre, and it was true that they did not see infantry artillery and corresponding ammunition on the positions of the new regiment.

In fact, those things were hidden by Yang Ming.

Yamamoto Eleven was furious.

"Baga, could it be, could it be that the Jin Sui army supported them?"

"It's impossible, Jin Suijun has also been beaten by us during this time."

If this Eighth Route Army has infantry artillery, then it is too difficult to support it through Zhaojia Bridge today.

But they have no choice now, and if it's too late, their squadron will be wiped out.

And where they are located, Zhaojiaqiao, there is nothing to hide in the direction of Zhaojiaqiao, and below is a large flat river valley.

This makes Yamamoto Eleven in a dilemma, and it is difficult to ride a tiger.

Boom, boom, Yang Ming's shelling did not stop, and the shells smashed desperately into the position of the little devil as if they didn't want money.

Originally, the little devil's plan was to blast the position of the new regiment after 10 rounds of bombardment, and then charge and take the Zhaojiaqiao position in one go.

What I didn't expect was that I actually suffered a loss first, and I was bombarded by others.

Yamamoto Eleven frowned slightly, "Organize the death squad to rush forward and withstand their artillery fire, they don't have a few cannons to withstand the artillery fire, they must bite together with the opposing troops, in this way, their artillery fire will not be able to play to their advantage." ”

Indeed, as long as the two sides are in close combat, if they use artillery, they will hurt their own people, so if they want not to be bombarded by the new regiment, they can only use this method.

The main reason is that the devils did not build fortifications on their side, and they really couldn't withstand the shelling of the Eighth Route Army.

Yang Ming smiled, he came just in time, he wanted to charge, right? Your mom didn't even know what I hit today.

The little devil organized a death squad to charge towards Yang Ming's position.

The little devil's troops got closer and closer, and Zhao Ergou lay in front of the trench, squinting his eyes and looking at the devils who rushed up.

"Platoon commander, the little devil is about to charge."

"Lao Tzu is not blind, he can see."

"Brothers, we have bullets, and when the little ghost is close, let's beat him hard."

"These bastards dare to charge and beat them to death."

Zhao Ergou looked at the little devil who rushed up, his face was solemn.

"The platoon commander seems to have sent a few death squads, look at it, there is still a dog skin plaster national flag on his head."

Yang Ming sneered: "Death squad? I don't think they're like death squads, they're like death squads. ”

The spearhead infantry was already crawling forward, and was about to approach their range.

Seeing that he had reached the range of 98k, Yang Ming waved his hand and asked his subordinates to throw a few grenades to cheer up this group of devils.

Anyway, it was up and down the mountain, and the grenades could be thrown far without force at all, and soon a few grenades fell into the ranks of the devils, and the explosion came instantly.

This group of little devils was overturned on their backs by the grenades in the sky.

There was a little devil who was exploded by a grenade, and the bounced stone fragments cut open his intestines, and the intestines flowed out, and the meal he ate at noon was scattered all over the ground, extremely bloody.

After the little devil saw Yang Ming's team, after the little devil saw Yang Ming's independent platoon, he asked the platoon artillery that followed closely behind the death squad to quickly counterattack and let them bombard the position of the independent platoon.

"Counterattack, counterattack, bombed their positions."

Boom, boom, shells flew out of the mortars, and dozens of shells fell on the fortifications of the separate platoon.