A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

"Your Excellency, Captain, I am incompetent."

In the Sakata Regiment, a Japanese officer stood beside Sakata Nobutsu with his head lowered, his face full of shame.

He was the deputy commander of the 1st Infantry Battalion of the Sakata Regiment and the highest-ranking officer among the remaining Japanese soldiers in the 1st Infantry Battalion.

The old Japanese soldier Sakata had a sullen face, and the coldness on his face almost solidified into ice.

People who are familiar with Sakata know that in this situation, if Sakata scolds the Japanese soldier in front of him, then the Japanese soldier will be fine.

If Sakata keeps a gloomy face, this devil will definitely be doomed.

"The captain has already died, what are you doing here?"

"Since the Battle of Xinkou, the mighty Sakata Regiment has never suffered such a defeat. This is a huge defeat! You are simply a disgrace to the Locust Army! Work hard to death!"

The old Japanese soldier Sakata walked up to the Japanese deputy captain and pulled out the samurai sword on his back.

"You, disembowel yourself! Apologize to His Majesty the Heavenly Locust!"

The Japanese deputy captain suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and fell to his knees on the ground with a thud. Holding the samurai sword, his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Sir, Captain, this is not possible. The regiment is in dire need of personnel right now. It would be better to let Koizumi-kun redeem himself with meritorious service..."

After being persuaded by the Japanese Chief of Staff Shun Yoshizawa, Sakata finally nodded.

"Koizumi-kun, from now on, you will lead the First Infantry Battalion and transform it into a battlefield death squad!"

"Hi!"

Koizumi, the Japanese deputy captain who had luckily escaped death, was suddenly very excited and kept kowtowing on the ground.

The First Infantry Battalion of the Japanese Army led by him originally had more than a thousand Japanese soldiers. Unexpectedly, they were almost wiped out after just one encounter with the Eighth Route Army.

Now, there are only about 300 people left in the Japanese First Infantry Battalion, which is why the old Japanese Sakata is so angry.

"Your Excellency, Commander, in my opinion, the Eighth Route Army has more than one battalion in Heiyunkou. The troops that ambushed the First Battalion were probably a group of miscellaneous troops. The troops that came to support them should be the Fourth Battalion of the New First Regiment of the Eighth Route Army..."

The Japanese Chief of Staff, Yoshizawa Shun, analyzed.

"This new regiment's 4th battalion is doing quite a bit of work. Such a small battalion actually possesses a modern light armored vehicle unit. We must not underestimate them, nor should we rush in rashly..."

The old devil Sakata nodded.

"Ji Ze-kun, what you said makes perfect sense. It seems that if we want to deal with Zheng Kaixuan and the Fourth Battalion, we must be extremely vigilant! This is a very formidable opponent, very formidable!"

No one expected that the arrogant and domineering Sakata Regiment would stop advancing and begin to rest on the spot after being blocked by the Independent Regiment and the Fourth Battalion.

At Heiyunkou, on the fourth battalion’s position.

"Old Zheng, just tell us how to fight!"

Kong Jie is now full of energy and only wants revenge.

Zheng Kaixuan shook his head.

Just now, he received the news that the Sakata League was resting on the spot, and he couldn't help but sigh.

If Kong Jie had not led the independent regiment to intervene, the arrogant and reckless Sakata Regiment might have been crippled by the 4th Battalion by now!

But now that the Fourth Battalion had revealed its strength in advance, Sakata became cautious instead.

This also led to an escalation in the difficulty of the battle.

"Lao Kong, don't worry. The Sakata Regiment probably won't launch an attack rashly during the day. The brothers in the Independent Regiment are also tired. Let's go back and rest for the time being."

"Old Zheng is right. Sakata was frightened like this and won't act rashly for the time being."

Xing Zhiguo has a strategic vision and a thorough understanding of things.

The soldiers of the Fourth Battalion had already transported dozens of large marching tents from Wei Zhuang and set up a temporary camp on the leeward side of the Heiyunkou Gorge.

Most of the soldiers from the Fourth Battalion and the Independent Regiment can rest in the tents at night.

The remaining small group returned to Wei Zhuang to rest.

Kong Jie stayed in the temporary camp. He was full of energy and ready to fight at any time.

Xing Zhiguo returned to Wei Zhuang to check on the placement of the wounded soldiers of the independent regiment.

Zheng Kaixuan also returned to Wei Zhuang. This time he came back not to rest, but to repair equipment.

During this rescue operation, two wheels of the self-propelled rifle motorcycle driven by Chen Shengli and two other soldiers from the first company were damaged by the Japanese anti-tank gun and were in urgent need of repair.

These accessories are only available in the warehouse of the Fourth Battalion’s headquarters.

Also, after listening to the reports from Chen Shengli and Wang Fugui, Zheng Kaixuan felt that the level 11 self-propelled mortar would easily suffer losses when dealing with Sakata's anti-tank gun.

After all, the eleventh-level mortar is open-topped and cannot block shells falling from above.

Zheng Kaixuan decided to upgrade another Triumph mortar to be used for battlefield assaults in the next battle.

After returning to the battalion headquarters, Zheng Kaixuan locked himself in the yard and refused to let anyone disturb him.

There were still some old motorcycles captured from the Japanese before. He manually dismantled some of them and quickly replaced the wheels that were damaged on the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Kaixuan took out a handful of epaulettes from his pocket.

This time, the Independent Regiment and the Fourth Battalion killed about 700 Japanese soldiers from the First Infantry Battalion and the Artillery Company, of which the Independent Regiment killed more than 300.

The Fourth Battalion killed 400 devils, but the officers at the company and platoon level only killed 260 devils.

Although there were not many epaulettes, it still gave Zheng Kaixuan a surprise.

Among these epaulettes, there was actually one that represented the rank of Major of the Japanese army.

In other words, the captain of the Japanese First Infantry Battalion was killed.

In addition, captains have two or three epaulettes, while lieutenants and second lieutenants have even more.

With the Japanese major's epaulettes in hand, Zheng Kaixuan can modify it into a level 12 self-propelled mortar.

"System, upgrade this Triumph Mortar to level twelve."

Zheng Kaixuan modified and upgraded one of the three level 11 mortars.

[Ding, congratulations to the host. The host has successfully modified the level 12 Triumphal Mortar by consuming a Japanese Major's epaulette.]

This twelfth-level Triumph mortar has a retractable high-quality bulletproof glass on the top, providing 360-degree protection without blind spots.

When galloping on the battlefield, the gunner's safety is basically not a problem.

As of now, Zheng Kaixuan owns a total of two level 12 Triumph mortars.

However, the only thing that Zheng Kaixuan felt was a flaw was that both the self-propelled rifle and the self-propelled mortar had ordinary pneumatic tires on their wheels. Although this type of tire was convenient for moving on flat ground, it was easy to get stuck in ditches when facing some slightly complex terrain.

Moreover, if the Japanese get close to the tank on the battlefield, they can easily damage all the tires and paralyze the tank.

"It would be great if it could be modified into crawler tires."

Zheng Kaixuan gritted his teeth and took out the lieutenant colonel shoulder strap from his pocket.

"System, upgrade this level 12 Triumph Mortar to level 13!"