Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

The brigade commander arranged an artillery position ten kilometers outside Yanqu County. It was still dark, and although he had been lying in ambush for nearly a day and a night, he did not feel sleepy at all.

On the contrary, he was very energetic, and the rapid secretion of adrenaline in his body made him in a very excited state.

18 155mm howitzers and 300 rounds of ammunition.

24 107 rocket launchers and nearly 1000 extended-range artillery shells.

With so much wealth placed in front of the brigade commander, he felt a little dizzy. Are these shells really for him?

This would have been unthinkable in the past. In the most difficult times, firing a mortar shell required approval from leaders at the division level or above.

Now, mortar shells?

The brigade commander didn't even look at it. Now his mind was fully focused on these large-caliber and high-powered artillery shells.

At this point, he finally understood what Yu Ye said, that anything with a caliber below 100mm is not called a shell, and the brigade commander agreed with him.

The Eighth Route Army's ambush at this time was very successful. Neither the National Army nor the Japanese knew that there were tens of thousands of troops lurking to the north of their front line.

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The position of the Fifth Army of the National Army.

The counterattack during the day yesterday greatly reduced the offensive force of the Japanese, leaving the 3rd Army of the Fifth Group with a little breathing space.

After the battle situation at the front eased a little, Army Commander Tang Yuan fell asleep in the command room with his clothes on, taking a short nap, ready to respond to the enemy's attack at any time.

However, this state of squinting did not last long. He woke up again three or four hours later and stood in front of the battle map to analyze the possible direction of the Japanese attack today.

The commander of the 12th Division, Cun, led the charge yesterday. His arm was pierced by the Japanese Type rifle. He just used gauze to bandage it and didn't even hang it around his neck. He walked in and asked, "Commander, is there any news from the commander?"

Army commander Tang Yuan shook his head and said, "This time the Japanese were really vicious. They raided all of our Zhongtiaoshan troops, including the headquarters of various army groups and most of the army-level headquarters.

Commander Zeng's whereabouts are still unknown, but fortunately, we haven't received any news that he died for his country."

Commander Cun sighed softly and said nothing.

Tang Yuan of the 3rd Army asked, "How is the wound?"

"It's OK. The Japanese's Type 38 rifle is small in caliber and the bullet didn't get stuck in it. Ten days or half a month of rest will be enough."

Having said this, Commander Cun also paused.

Commander Tang Yuan understood what he meant. There was no chance to rest now.

"Yesterday's counterattack was quite successful. I didn't expect that the tanks that suddenly appeared could crush the enemy's tanks to such an extent, almost destroying the enemy's tank squadron.

I just don't know where this tank is from.

There is definitely no such person in our national army.”

Tang Yuan looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the command post and said thoughtfully.

"Yes, there is definitely no such equipment in our national army. It's like a divine soldier sent from heaven, coming and going without a trace.

Looking at the crazy look of the Japanese soldiers, I wonder if they can survive today's attack."

Commander Cun of the 12th Division was a little worried.

Commander Tang Yuan suddenly laughed heartily: "Hahaha, the only difficulty in the history is death! No matter how crazy the attack of the Japanese devils is today, I am just sacrificing my life!

The war has deteriorated to this point. I will not allow the Japanese to get through even a single step before I die today!"

"Commander, don't worry, I'm here with you on your way to martyrdom."

Commander Cun was determined to die bravely.

"Army commander, division commander! The Japs are attacking us!"

Not long after the two men finished speaking, the latest news came from the front battlefield. The Japanese actually started attacking at daybreak.

"It seems like the Japs can't wait any longer!"

Commander Tang Yuan wiped away the gloom on his face and instantly became resolute. Since he had already decided to sacrifice his life for the country, there was nothing to worry about. The only thing he was worried about was how long the other brother troops could hold on after his sacrifice.

Commander Tang Yuan had guessed it right. The commanders of the 41th Brigade of the Japanese, Kenkichi Ikegami, and the commander of the st Division of the Japanese, Kiyomizu Nobuki, were both under great pressure because their attack at the most critical point on the thin line was not going smoothly, which had affected the overall situation of the entire Zhongtiaoshan Campaign.

Just last night they received a death order from Ningji Okamura, requiring them to complete the division of the National Army's Fifth Army and Fourteenth Army before 12:00 noon today, otherwise the two would be held accountable for their poor performance in combat.

So after resting last night, just as the sky was getting light, an independent mixed brigade and a division of the Japanese simultaneously launched an attack on the Fifth Army of the National Army.

Unlike the Chinese army, the Japs' charge was silent. They emphasized calmness and sternness. Their charge was not marked by the sound of bugles or whistles, but by the officers' command swords.

From the perspective of the 3rd Army's position, facing the rising sun, dense groups of Japs appeared in sight. These Japs did not roar but only fired coldly.

The Kuomintang soldiers' scalps tingled at the sight.

Today the Japanese offensive was very steady. They did not use armored forces to advance quickly as before. Today they advanced step by step steadily, as if they were advancing in the direction of the 3rd Army like a piece of steel plate.

Not giving the National Army's 3rd Army any chance to break through was a strategy of using force to defeat strategy.

"Damn it, the Japanese chose the most costly attack method. They are determined to bury us alive here."

Many experienced veterans also saw through the Japanese's plan.

These soldiers from the Yunnan Army clenched their guns tightly, ready to fight the devils to the death.

With the first gunshot, followed by a sound like frying beans on the battlefield, the fierce collision finally began.

At the beginning of the battle, the National Army suffered the loss of having no strategic depth. They faced the Japanese attack almost in a straight line and were under tremendous pressure.

The Japanese fought with a completely fearless attitude. Just within a few minutes of the fighting, several large holes were torn in the defense line. If it weren't for these soldiers who were fearless and quickly filled the gaps under tremendous pressure and sacrifice, I'm afraid this line would have been torn open by now.

Many Japanese soldiers were extremely crazy. They knew they would die if they charged forward, but they still charged forward madly.

It seems that dying in battle can make them more excited.

The battle of the 3rd Army's devils officially entered a white-hot state. Several key firepower points changed hands repeatedly, and the situation could change hands three or four times in just over ten minutes.

And every change of hands is accompanied by the death of dozens of lives.

No one noticed that in the distance on the battlefield, a small group of elite troops wearing earth-gray uniforms were closely watching the battlefield situation with binoculars.

This small force also brought two radio stations. The observers and telegraph operators were extremely busy at this time, especially the telegraph operators, whose hands were almost leaving afterimages.

Coordinates were transmitted one by one from the hands of the two telegraph operators, and electromagnetic waves surged across an area of ​​dozens of kilometers.

Ten kilometers away, all artillery teams only need one order and one coordinate.