22 Ask for an escort back to the station

"Haha, cheer up!"

Confirming that all the devils had been eliminated, on the artillery position at the commanding heights on one side, Xu Ping couldn't help but howl.

In this battle, he fought heartily.

It's even more enjoyable than it was in the Iberian Peninsula in Europe.

Not only because in the country, it was the mortal enemy who killed the little devils, but also because in just over an hour of fighting, the six mortars under his command fired nearly 2,000 shells.

More than an hour!

More than two thousand shells!

During his time in the Iberian Peninsula, he had never tried such ferocious firepower.

Not even half of it was reached.

If you count the three mortars deployed in other positions, in total, the independent regiment fired more than 2,700 shells in this battle.

On average, more than thirteen 60 mortar shells fell on the head of each devil.

This is also the reason why the independent regiment was able to easily annihilate nearly 200 devils in a devil infantry squadron in less than an hour and a half.

The artillery fire was fierce.

"Hey."

After howling, Xu Ping then felt a pain in his flesh.

Two thousand seven hundred shells were gone.

Although in this operation, the transport team carried a total of 5,000 rounds of artillery shells, and the regiment commander had specially approved before the start of the battle, and the 5,000 rounds of artillery shells could be used up completely, and 2,700 rounds were only a little more than half.

But Xu Ping, who is used to living a hard life, still feels pain.

2,700 rounds, the artillery battalion of the brigade headquarters, in three years, the number of shells fired out is not much.

"I'm going to have to step up my communications training when I go back."

This battle also made Xu Ping discover that there were still many problems with the artillery crew he had trained.

The first is the poor accuracy of shelling.

Although the artillery crews under his command were all from the brigade artillery battalion, and he had been training for nearly a year in these artillery groups, and his level was quite good, and he even knew how to use the cannon artillery, but due to the lack of live ammunition and the mastery of the new artillery, he was not yet proficient.

In actual combat, the accuracy of shelling is actually very low.

Otherwise, there is no need to consume so many shells.

Fortunately, this problem is not a big problem, and after today's one-hour high-intensity artillery bombardment, I think that the artillery accuracy of each artillery group can be improved a lot.

After all, the brigade artillery group itself is a carefully selected good seedling, with a talent for artillery, and after a year of training and a year of diligent study, the artillery foundation of these brigade artillery groups is very good.

After a few more actual battles and a thorough understanding of the knowledge learned, it is a first-class artillery crew.

The biggest problem that came to light this time was communication.

There is no direct voice radio station, no field telephone line, in the chaotic and noisy battlefield, communication can only rely on shouting, flag language, or verbal communication with the signal soldiers.

The efficiency is low.

Coupled with the lack of experience of the communicators of the artillery units, there is also a lack of tacit understanding between the artillery groups,

Especially the artillery group between the two hills, the problem is very large.

As a result, every time he commanded the cluster to launch an artillery bombardment on the devil assault troops, there was always a great delay and lag, and there was even a situation where the command order was conveyed incorrectly, and the effect was very poor.

Fortunately, this time there were enough shells, which allowed him to cover up these problems with the number of shells and complete the artillery fire blocking of the devil's breakthrough troops.

"It's a pity."

After ordering the artillery company to prepare for transfer, Xu Ping looked at the blown up Type 97 mortar on the highway and secretly said a pity.

Although the Devil Type 97 mortar, weighing more than 100 kilograms, is simply a shame among mortars, it is undeniable that the power is very good.

It's a pity that in this battle, this mortar was blown up, the shells were also killed, and there was nothing to capture.

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"Withdraw!"

In just ten minutes, the independent regiment completed the cleaning up of the battlefield.

There were only more than 100 corpses left on the highway, and the corpses of the devils who had been pulled naked.

Although almost all of the mules and horses accompanying the devil were killed or seriously injured, this was good fresh meat, and it was all cut and wrapped by the soldiers of the independent regiment and taken away.

The people who can participate in this ambush battle are the backbone of the independent regiment, these guys, not only have a high level of fighting, clean up the battlefield, but also are first-class good players.

The action is very neat.

It will be completed in ten minutes.

Subsequently, under the leadership of Li Yunlong, the group took supplies and went into the mountains and drove to Wang Bugou, the second battalion of the 38th Regiment.

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Two and a half hours later.

"What are you doing, boy?"

When he was still a mile away from Wang Bugou, he met Wu Cheng, the commander of the 38th Regiment, who came with the second battalion.

"What did you do?"

Li Yunlong smiled and said:

"I met a squadron of devils and killed them."

"Didn't let one go?"

Glancing at the loot in the hands of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment behind him, Wu Cheng asked.

"Labor and management can have a living?"

Li Yunlong's tone was full of disdain.

This is the truth, Grand Master Li encounters devils, unless he takes the initiative to surrender and the surrender action is qualified, he will kill them all.

"Awesome!"

Wu Cheng sincerely praised.

Annihilate a squadron of devils!

There are very few regiments that can have this result, even those old main regiments.

Although the devil squadron is generally only one hundred and twenty people, it is not difficult to defeat it, but to annihilate it all, the difficulty is not a little bit, if you are not careful, you will be knocked out of a tooth if you are not careful.

The current independent regiment is well-equipped and has sufficient weapons and ammunition, but Wu Cheng has not forgotten that during the period of the new regiment, Li Yunlong completely annihilated the devil infantry squadron several times.

"Give the mules, horses, weapons and ammunition to the brethren of the 38th Regiment."

Li Yunlong waved his hand and ordered:

"The wounded were also handed over to them to take to the headquarters hospital, and we returned to the station lightly."

"Horse meat and mule meat, you have to transport it back to Yang Village for me."

Although Brother Lu's list includes canned meat, as well as all kinds of fresh meat and bacon, he needs to exchange the medicine as soon as possible, and in a short time, it is impossible to choose these meats.

Compared to the fact that independent groups can eat meat, medicine is more important.

"All?"

The corner of Wu Cheng's eyes jumped.

In the message to him, Li Yunlong said that he asked him to transport the wounded to the headquarters, help transport the loot, and a batch of supplies to the brigade headquarters.

But unexpectedly, Li Yunlong actually handed over all the weapons and ammunition to him, and even asked him to take the mules and horses to the brigade headquarters, and he only needed a little mule and horse meat.

Wu Cheng took a look, and the soldiers of the independent regiment in front of him were almost six hundred.

The size of two battalions was up.

There were at least four hundred horses and mules.

Czech, grenadiers, mortars, shells are hung on the backs of horseback mules, although there are a lot of empty ones, but look at the mules and horses' hooves to know that there are more ammunition boxes in stock.

With this set of equipment on the independent regiment now, it can equip the two main regiments.

Military horses alone are enough for a cavalry battalion.

So much equipment, all sent to the brigade headquarters?

Did you make a deal with the brigade commander?

"There's also a convoy, it should be coming soon."

When Brother Lu approved the application for supplies, although it was issued according to the transportation capacity of the independent regiment, it did not include the weight of the weapons and ammunition packaging.

If the actual weight is almost doubled, his six hundred men, plus five hundred military horses and mules, really can't carry it, because he has to keep it hidden and march quickly.

So, Li Yunlong arranged another transport team.

Even if you don't use mules and horses, a soldier can use a small cart and transport two hundred catties on the horse road, but the speed is a little slower, but it doesn't matter if you are on the ground.

"Labor and management have just fought with the devil, and the people are sleepy and tired, so I want to go back to the station to rest quickly."

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said:

"Hurry."

With that, he asked the fighters of the Independent Regiment to begin to unload their equipment and hand it over to the 38th Regiment.

"And."

Li Yunlong went on to add:

"If there are devils chasing troops in the future, you have to block Lao Tzu."

In fact, entering Wangbugou, it is the core base area of the army, which is full of troop eyeline, and every village has troop militia and even garrisons, which is very safe.

If you can encounter an ambush here, either the devils will launch a big sweep, or a small group of devils will infiltrate.

A small force of devils.

Yamamoto Secret Service.

"Nope."

Thinking of Yamamoto's special team, Li Yunlong suddenly said:

"You have to send someone to escort the labor-management council Yang Village."

Everything is better to be careful, Li Yunlong decided to find a security guard.

"Send troops to take you back to Yang Village?"

This request made Wu Cheng dumbfounded.

You have an independent regiment, after you have the God of Wealth, it is estimated that it is the most effective independent regiment in the entire 129th Division, please ask him to escort the 38th Regiment back to the station!

What are the requirements?

"Do you want weapons and ammunition?"

"Do you want new military uniforms and new military shoes for labor and management?"

Li Yunlong scolded.

He asked the 38th Regiment for help, and the reward was some weapons and ammunition, including a 60 mortar, some shells, and 600 sets of new military uniforms and military shoes given to him by Brother Lu.

The new military uniform issued by the brigade commander to the 771st Regiment made many regiment commanders red-eyed.

However, there were only more than 5,000 sets, and the brigade commander gave part of it to the headquarters, and the 386th Brigade only had the 771st Regiment, as well as some officers, as well as the brigade headquarters artillery battalion and the cavalry battalion.

The rest of the troops could only watch dryly.

"Okay."

Although he didn't understand it, since it was a request from the God of Wealth, and it was not a troublesome matter, Wu Cheng gladly accepted it.

Wu Cheng immediately arranged for a communications corps and ordered the commander of the first battalion to take two companies to escort the independent regiment back to Yang Village. A number of wounded members of the Independent Regiment were also taken to the headquarters hospital.

Wu Cheng himself stayed, and the second battalion sent this batch of weapons, ammunition, mules and horses to the brigade headquarters.

"Commander, here's the list of weapons."

After the statistics were completed, the second battalion commander handed the list of supplies to Wu Cheng.

"The supplies that the independent regiment needs to send to the brigade headquarters include nine 60 mortars, more than 5,000 rounds of 60 mortar shells, twenty-seven grenadiers, more than 5,000 grenade grenades, 1,500 German-made grenades, 54 Czech-style, bullets..."

"Excludes seized supplies."

"Among the seized materials, there are also three grenadiers, three or eight big covers..."

"Fuck, so much!"

Wu Cheng smacked his tongue.

Much more than he could have imagined.

These weapons are enough for the two main regiments to catch up with the light firepower of the devils, and even bullets and shells, grenadier grenades, are enough for the whole brigade to fight a positional battle with the devils.

"Damn, what kind of God of Wealth did this Li Yunlong meet?"

Wu Cheng was full of envy.

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An hour before that.

The devil patrol finally found the smooth and slippery Kawazu squadron lying on the road.

Report to the wing headquarters as soon as possible.

After the old devil on Yamashima found out, his face changed greatly, and he immediately took the headquarters of the wing and the Jingsen brigade, and a group of nearly a thousand devils rushed to the place of the incident, Xingzigou.

It was already late afternoon and evening.

The 1st and 2nd Battalions and Artillery Company of the Independent Regiment, which marched without weight, had already returned to Yang Village.

The 38th Regiment transported supplies to the transport team at the brigade headquarters, because the regiment commander Wu Cheng struggled for a long time before deciding what weapons, equipment and ammunition he would leave behind.

At this time, it has not yet reached the brigade headquarters.

After all, Li Yunlong said that it was forty tons of weapons and ammunition for the brigade headquarters, but counting the captures, it was actually more than forty tons.

Wu Cheng knew in his heart that the extra one was his.

Yuxian County is the station of the mountain island wing, and the headquarters is always watching along the line.

The devil sent a thousand people out of the city, but the headquarters was startled, and he hurriedly asked what the devil wanted to do.