Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

The soldiers made quick adjustments after receiving the order, changing the spacing from one meter to five meters, and the battle line was widened.

Use a torch to light the Molotov cocktail and throw it hard towards the place where the Japanese are hiding.

The Molotov cocktail shattered instantly when it touched the ground, and the gasoline was ignited by the open flame, and a big fire started with a "whoosh". There was a jumping flame burning at the point where each Molotov cocktail landed.

If you were to look down from above at this moment, the scene would be spectacular.

The throwing force was limited, and the Japanese soldier in the front was instantly engulfed by the flames. Once stuck in the flames, there was only one outcome.

Some of the Japanese soldiers rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flames on their bodies.

Some even tried to ask the Japanese around them to help them put out the fire, but the current situation was that they could hardly protect themselves, so they had no energy to care about others.

As time went on, the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment stopped shooting, and the Japanese within the range were either burned to death or about to be burned to death.

The Japanese in the rear had already retreated to a safe place, and continuing to shoot would only waste more bullets.

There was no way. They were afraid of being poor. Even though Lin Qiang provided a large amount of ammunition supplies, the soldiers still subconsciously saved ammunition.

The wailing sounds coming from the sea of fire became weaker and weaker. A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it the aroma of barbecue.

Most of the devils were burned alive. The soldiers had a chance to kill them with a single shot, but because they had little ammunition they chose to watch.

"Ugh~"

Many soldiers on the battlefield had already started vomiting.

Barbecue is delicious, but it depends on what you are grilling.

Even though the Japanese were burned to death and fell to the ground without any movement, the flames on their bodies were still burning.

After a while, the smell in the air changed from fragrance to burnt smell.

The one who led the Japanese this time was a lieutenant colonel named Jiro Kawashima.

He was an officer who was added later, and his understanding of this battlefield was still stuck in two years ago. He believed that the so-called resistance forces were nothing but chickens and dogs, and could be easily defeated without any strategy.

In addition, the brainwashing of the new generation by the Japanese made these young Japanese believe that as long as they could participate in the war, they would have the opportunity to make meritorious service.

Being young and inexperienced, they naturally became the death squad of old foxes like Kawashita Hide.

He led the vanguard of a regiment as a vanguard, naively believing that this was an opportunity for him to become a regular employee given by his superiors.

But reality slapped him hard in the face. The dancing flames and the burning smell that occasionally wafted through the air made him clearly realize the cruelty of war.

The troops were coming in a mighty force, and even an hour ago he was still fantasizing about being commended.

Kawashima was in confusion. His instinct for survival drove him to retreat. At this moment, no honor was more important than his own life.

However, the battlefield is not just a home, so how can he come and go as he pleases?

The soldiers of the new regiment have completed their deployment, and Lin Qiang has also notified the artillery positions to be ready to fire at any time to prevent the Japanese from retreating without a fight.

"idiot!"

I don't know where he got the courage from, but Kawashima didn't show any fear and ordered: "The Eighth Route Army is very cunning, we need to change our strategy."

"Order the Third Squadron to charge with all their might to buy time for the artillery to deploy. Also, have the artillery remain as concealed as possible to prevent artillery attacks from the Eighth Route Army!"

"Hi Yi!"

Soon, a squadron of Japanese soldiers launched a charge, jumping out of the flames one by one and rushing towards the position desperately.

"Da da~da da~"

"Thumbs up~"

"Boom~"

The soldiers of the New 1st Regiment were just afraid of being poor, not really poor.

After letting the Japanese get closer, we started to attack them. With grenades and accurate rifle shooting, defeating a squadron of Japanese was like a piece of cake.

The gunfire on the battlefield stopped, and Kawashima realized that the artillery deployment was not even halfway complete, so he gritted his teeth and ordered, "Send out another squadron to charge!"

"Hi Yi!"

Same tricks, same ending.

After launching three futile charges, Kawashima learned that the artillery had been successfully deployed.

"Yoshi!"

"No need for test firing, fire all four guns at once, fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shell streaked across the sky and hit the artillery position that the Japanese had exchanged their lives for.

Then the second shot, the third shot...

Only after confirming that all the Japanese artillery and infantry guns they brought with them had been destroyed did Lin Qiang order the shelling to stop.

What Kawashima thought was concealed was actually all exposed to the eyes of Lin Qiang and others. Looking from Xiaowangzhuang to the front battlefield, there was no concealment at all.

Kawashima, who was at his wit's end, still had no idea of retreating. Although his artillery was destroyed, he still had the infantry.

He led a regiment of troops here, but now less than two-thirds of his troops are left.

At this moment, Kawashima still had no doubts about Kawashita Hide's intelligence. He believed that the Eighth Route Army in Xiaowangzhuang was only slightly better equipped and had less than a battalion of troops.

On the other hand, although he started off badly, he still had two-thirds of the troops, which gave him an advantage in terms of military strength.

At this time, a squadron leader came to him and said with fear on his face: "Kawashima-kun, up to now, the Eighth Route Army has not yet used its howitzers, and our team has already suffered heavy casualties. Now that the Eighth Route Army has not pursued us, it is a good opportunity to retreat!"

"idiot!"

Hearing this, Kawashima slapped the other man hard: "The enemy's main force has long since retreated, leaving behind only a cannon fodder battalion as a cover. How many troops can a battalion of the Eighth Route Army have?"

"Order the troops to suppress the enemy with grenade launchers. Before the enemy can react, charge their positions with all your might. We must capture Xiaowangzhuang before sunset!"

"Hi Yi!"

In the command post.

Lin Qiang put down the telescope and said to Li Yunlong helplessly: "Commander, I have no other choice. We can't really let the Japanese bombard us, can we?"

"Damn it, you loser!"

No matter how Lin Qiang explained, Li Yunlong still had a stern face and didn't give him a good look: "What a great infantry gun! I, Old Li, have always dreamed of getting a few of them. If you give them all to me, I can even hug them to sleep at night!"

Kong Jie, who had received Lin Qiang's favors many times, now stood against Lin Qiang. He smoked his pipe and said, "That's right, with those infantry guns, how about giving us two each? I see that you are a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man!"

Only Ding Wei did not speak. He also felt sorry for the destroyed infantry gun. It was a good thing. But after all, Lin Qiang was considering the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment. If he also joined in criticizing Lin Qiang at this time, it would be somewhat ungrateful.

"Hey, you two are experienced captains after all. Why are you teaming up to bully a rookie like me?"

In front of the three of them, Lin Qiang was really just a rookie.

However, new recruits have new recruits' tempers. Lin Qiang pretended to be angry and said, "If you make me angry, next time I won't use infantry guns, but howitzers!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong and Kong Jie were shocked.

"No, no, no!"

Li Yunlong was the first to speak: "Why don't you know how to be funny? Don't listen to Kong Erlangzi's nonsense!"

"Li Yunlong, you're pretending to be a good guy now!"

Kong Jie took the pipe in his hand, pointed at Li Yunlong and said, "If it weren't for you just now, I wouldn't have said that."

"Kong Erlangzi, you are fucking bullshit!"

Li Yunlong glared at Kong Jie with his eyes wide open, pointed his finger at him and said angrily, "When did I ever tell you to say that? You're slandering me!"

The two famous and accomplished commanders were acting like street thugs at this moment, ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Seeing this, Lin Qiang acted as a peacemaker: "I say, please stop arguing. I was wrong, I was wrong. I should have considered the situation of the brother troops. Next time before firing, I will definitely ask for your opinions first. Is that okay?"

Ding Wei, who had remained silent throughout the entire process, was now covering his mouth and laughing.

Young people are still too young!