War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 197 End of the Year
"Directly to the left, 700 meters up the hill, o'clock. Adjust the angle autonomously. Test fire. Ready... fire!"

tom!
A cannonball was heard, and in the wilderness outside Duolun City, the earth trembled and raised dust. A cannonball suddenly fell at the foot of a faintly visible hill. The flames after the explosion rose into the sky first, and then the sound of the explosion was heard.

boom!
After the explosion, the entire 217th Regiment picked up their new weapons and pulled the trigger at the ambush point that had been set up long ago. Ten MG30 machine guns fired first, followed by another ten, and then all the G98 rifles of the regiment fired. Then, the gunfire stopped abruptly, and all the soldiers of the 217th Regiment changed to swords and rushed down.

"Kill!!!"

This is not over yet...

Then, the flag at the high point on the battlefield was kicked down in an instant, and Lao Huang, who was in charge of the on-site command, immediately fired a gun and shouted: "Retreat!!!"

At Lao Huang's call, the 217th Regiment's 30st Battalion was the first to withdraw from the battlefield. When the st Battalion withdrew, the nd Battalion was responsible for blocking them. Then the nd Battalion retreated. When the nd Battalion retreated, the rd Battalion blocked them. When the rd Battalion retreated, the remaining ten MG machine guns that had been ambushed in various places all opened fire to cover the troops' retreat with blocking fire. The next second...

"Artillery Company!"

"The baseline shooting direction remains unchanged!"

"Shooting range: 700!"

"volley!"

"put!"

tom!tom!tom!
Three IG18s opened fire at the same time, and three shells replaced all the shells and were fired instantly, exploding on the route that the entire regiment had to take to retreat, protecting the troops' safe evacuation.

This was the ambush Xu Chaoyang requested. He had calculated everything from setting up the ambush point, entering the ambush point, deploying troops according to the basic allocation of the Japanese troops, to the coordinated firepower shooting of the entire regiment. This calculation was not based on the comparison of weapon data on paper, but on his experience in fighting the Japanese with real swords and guns. After that, the alternating cover of the entire regiment's retreat, the machine gun blocking when all members evacuated, and the artillery cover when the machine guns evacuated...

The whole process was in Xu Chaoyang's mind. When he finally had the chance to control the troops for large-scale drills instead of just talking about it in the office, he knew how many troops to deploy at what distances, what kind of fighting style to use in what kind of space, how to respond with or without resources... Xu Chaoyang used all the skills he had learned in the army.

He finally had his fill!

Looking at Wang Changhai again, he was standing on a low slope in the distance, grinning with heartache!
Yes, the growth of the troops is visible to the naked eye, the marksmanship is constantly improving, and even the marching speed and physical fitness of the personnel are all...

But all this was paid for with a lot of money. In the past six months, the ammunition consumed by the 217th Regiment from summer to winter was equivalent to the annual training consumption of the 29th Army when it entered Chahar last year. How could he not feel bad?
The question is, what can you do when you feel sorry for yourself?

Xu Chaoyang, he is a general appointed by the military commander himself, can't you let him train?
The Japanese are now in Tongliao, do you dare to relax at all?

So Wang Changhai could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, hoping that if something really happened, the 217th Regiment could be pulled out and immediately fight a good battle, which would give a reasonable reason for his worries these days.

"Wang Tuan!"

When Xu Chaoyang arrived near the low slope, he smiled and pointed at the battlefield and said, "How is it?"

"The entire ambush, from entering the ambush point to the coordination of the entire regiment's firepower, to the attack on the battlefield and the battlefield retreat, was nearly eight minutes faster than the last time. Now the 217th Regiment is already able to fight an ambush..."

Wang Changhai nodded, and asked without any joy on his face: "Then... when will we practice position defense, street fighting, and city defense?" Xu Chaoyang knew what Wang Changhai was worried about, and said with a smile: "Right away, Captain Wang, consolidate and start training right away."

"You have been strengthening for half a year." He picked up Xu Chaoyang's military uniform and said, "You have changed from the single coat of the Northeast Army to the cotton coat of our Northwest Army. Are you still strengthening?"

"It's Chinese New Year in two months!"

Xu Chaoyang was about to open his mouth to complain to Wang Changhai, when a war horse galloped over from a distance, dismounted in a cloud of dust at Wang Changhai's hilltop, and handed him a letter in his hand: "Captain Wang, the commander-in-chief informs all units of the army to guard the defense zone tightly, and not to relax even when sleeping!"

Xu Chaoyang watched Wang Changhai frown as he tore open the envelope and took out the letter. He just glanced at it and snorted coldly, saying, "Tell the commander that Wang Changhai will fulfill his duties conscientiously!"

"Yes!"

The horse galloped away. At that moment, Xu Chaoyang stared at Wang Changhai's stern face, waiting for an answer.

"The devil is trying to make that bastard of Manchukuo speak out again."

Xu Chaoyang asked knowingly: "What did you say?"

"Speaking of Rehe, it has an inseparable and close connection with the puppet Manchukuo..."

The next second, Xu Chaoyang immediately looked towards the northeast. He knew that all of this would start from New Year's Day in 1933, when the war would completely sweep across the entire Rehe!
"Chaoyang."

Wang Changhai said in a deep voice: "On weekdays, we can do whatever we want, but once the war starts, if we can't make a name for ourselves in Duolun after paying so much, then no matter what the commander says, we have to take it on, understand?"

Without waiting for Xu Chaoyang to speak, Wang Changhai continued, "But if you fight well, no matter if the Japanese are at the gates of the city or provoking you somewhere else, you can show me the actual data, even if it's just the record of you and your company in Nansha Camel in Tongliao, then I can straighten my back in front of the commander and shout for you!"

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit..."

"This thing, he's reasonable."

The Japanese invaders were messing around with the puppet Manchukuo and shouting angrily in the newspapers that "Rehe and the puppet Manchukuo have close ties." Who wouldn't understand what that meant?

It's like a kid who wants to lie but feels guilty. Before doing something bad, he always tests you with words.

They have used this trick before in the Northeast, so how could Wang Changhai not understand it and how could Song Zheyuan not sound the alarm for their buddies?
Apart from other things, just the matter of stamping Clemens, if you had put up a good fight when the Japanese attacked Duolun, Song Zheyuan would have stood up and said for you: "So what if you stamped it? Without stamping, what can I use to fight the Japanese!"

But if the fight went badly, this sentence would become: "It was my fault that I, Song Zheyuan, failed to supervise and take responsibility for raising such a traitor. I will definitely clean up the mess when I return!"

This is called the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!
"Chaoyang, do you understand?"

However, what Xu Chaoyang was thinking about was not what Wang Changhai wanted at all. What he was thinking about was much more than what Wang Changhai wanted!
Toronto, December...

(End of this chapter)