Anti-Japanese War: A district team with more than 100 million soldiers!

And this time.

In the cement house in the Japanese stronghold of Xiaoqingshan.

"Ha! Ha! You damned Chinamen! You eat so much! And you're so slow at work!"

A little Japanese soldier was whipping the Dragon people who were carrying bamboo baskets with a whip in his hand:

"If you don't fill this room this morning, there will be no lunch!"

Although the Japanese said that these Dragon people ate a lot, judging from the dull eyes and pale skinny appearance of those Dragon people, they were not full at all...

"Forehead……"

"Crack!" A sound!

A Dragon Countryman fell to the ground, obviously exhausted, and all the yellow metallic stones in the bamboo basket fell out...

"idiot!"

The Japanese soldiers rushed up and started beating the Dragon man who fell to the ground to death!

But the Dragon Countryman's reaction was very weak...

"Hattori-kun, it seems that the Chinese guy has made up his mind to rest. Why don't you let him have a good rest?"

A Japanese soldier who was watching from the side said with a smirk.

But after hearing what the Japanese soldier said, the Chinese man, who had almost no strength left, suddenly seemed to have heard something that frightened him very much, and he tried his best to stand up!

"It's too late to realize now that I can't be lazy!"

However, Hattori Kazuo smiled cruelly, then took out a wet whip that was soaked in something from the bucket beside him, and whipped the Dragon countryman without any shame!

"what!!!"

The Dragon countryman who had just been whipped without reacting was now rolling on the ground while screaming in pain as he was whipped by the Japanese soldiers...

"Hiratsuka-kun, aren't you afraid of torturing these Chinese to death by playing like this?"

Another Japanese soldier who was watching asked the Japanese soldier who had just given Hattori Kazuo advice.

However, although what it said seemed to be worried that all the Dragon people would be killed, there would be no one to work.

But the expression on its face clearly showed that it was very fresh and enjoying everything.

"If they're dead, they're dead. We can just capture more! There are so many Chinese people. It would be a waste if we don't capture them to work as labor for the empire."

Hiratsuka Saburo replied nonchalantly:

"Yamashita-kun, you are so hypocritical! You clearly enjoy the screams of these Chinese people, but you have to plead for them and give them a glimmer of hope..."

"Boom boom boom!"

But just now!

Suddenly, four explosions were heard outside!

"Baga! Enemy attack! It's artillery! The enemy has heavy weapons!"

Yamashita Ye Ren suddenly stood up and rushed out!

While rushing back, he shouted to Hattori Kazuo and Hiratsuka Saburo:

"Hattori-kun! Hiratsuka-kun! Stop playing around! Go lead the battle!"

It turns out that these three little devils are the captains of the devil squadron!

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

But before the three of them could rush out, several more explosions were heard from outside!

"idiot!"

Hattori Kazuo and Hiratsuka Saburo also realized from the continuous bombardment that the enemy was not friendly!

Immediately speed up and rush out!

"Dead on purpose!"

After the three-headed Japanese squadron leader rushed out, he immediately exclaimed!

Because Qin Long had the defense map of the Xiaoqingshan stronghold, as soon as the battle started, the mortar company directly blew up the four Type 4 heavy machine guns deployed by the Japanese on high ground!

Without the Type 34 heavy machine gun, the Japanese's Type 85 rifles and Type rifles could not reach the T-/ tanks and the infantry hiding behind the tanks seven or eight hundred meters away.

However, with the bonus of Qin Long's passive skill, the hit rate of each and every one of these infantrymen is ridiculously high!

Although it is a bit far away now, with the almost conceptual blessing of the encouragement skill, as long as it does not exceed the effective range of the Mauser 98K, the accuracy of the infantry will be calculated normally!

Therefore, even if Shuisheng and Tiezhu can only vaguely see a small black dot, they can still hit it!

The other infantrymen didn’t have such a powerful look as Shuisheng and Tiezhu, but they could still kill a Japanese soldier occasionally.

Qin Long's tactic was to use the 98-meter effective range of the Mauser 800K to bully the Japanese Type rifles and Type rifles, forcing the Japanese Type infantry guns to come out!

What's more, Qin Long's infantry has the support of light and heavy machine guns!

Especially the machine gunners trained by Tian Bokin, their combat effectiveness is guaranteed!

Combined with the terrifyingly high firing rate of the MG42 general-purpose machine gun, the bullets are fired out like pouring water!

There were also 6 T-34/85 tanks that occasionally fired a few shots at the Japanese soldiers using Type rifles!

So within less than half a minute of the battle starting, forty or fifty Japanese soldiers had been killed or wounded!

All of a sudden!

The remaining Japanese soldiers hid behind the fortifications and didn't even dare to raise their heads!

"idiot!"

Hattori Ichiro roared in frustration:

"Hiratsuka-kun! Yamashita-kun! What kind of unit is this?! Isn't their firepower too strong?!"

"Also! What kind of machine gun is this?! Isn't the rate of fire too high?!"

To be honest, since entering the Longguo battlefield, it has never been suppressed so badly in previous battles with various Longguo troops as it is today, and the casualty rate has been so high at the beginning of the war!

"what!!!"

Saburo Hiratsuka tried to get his head out to observe, but as soon as he did so, a stray bullet from an MG42 machine gun blew off his ear, and he rolled on the ground in pain!

"what!!!"

As a result, because he was rolling on the ground in pain, Saburo Hiratsuka didn't pay attention for a moment and his foot was extended outside the fortification!

The next second, a stray bullet from an MG42 machine gun shot its entire forefoot off...

at the same time.

Qin Long's side.

Cao Yunjun looked at the mortar shells and bullets that were fired out like water with a distressed look on his face, and asked Ding Wei:

"Old Ding, Captain Qin's tactics are really wasteful, aren't they? How many bullets and mortar shells does he have to justify such an attack?"

"The key is that if we fight like this, the Japanese won't necessarily use the Type 92 infantry gun."

"Even if we take a step back and say the Japanese used the Type 92 infantry gun, exposing their artillery positions, we could have used that gun to destroy their artillery."

说到这曹云俊指了指后面已经架好的那4门博福斯M1930 75mm山炮和4门M102式105mm榴弹炮，继续说道：

"Then this battle was such a loss..."

"Besides, what's the difference between this and just bombing the Japanese with those eight cannons from the beginning?"

"Captain Qin, when we attacked the Xiaoqingshan stronghold this time, we only set up those eight cannons as a precaution."

But what Cao Yunjun didn't expect was that Ding Wei actually said this!

Cao Yunjun was stunned:

"If we don't use those eight cannons? Then what should we use? Mortars?"

Almost at the same time!

The Japanese finally couldn't bear it anymore!

They have never felt so frustrated in a war!

"Hattori-kun! Yamashita-kun! Use the infantry guns!"

Saburo Hiratsuka said to Hattori Kazuo and Yamashita Yohito while enduring the severe pain.

Seeing that all the Japanese soldiers were suppressed and couldn't even lift their heads, Hattori Kazuo and Yamashita Yajin nodded and said to the messenger:

"Go, have the artillery suppress the enemy with fire!"

"Hi!"

The Japanese messenger rushed out immediately!

But what the three-headed devil squadron leader didn't expect was that the devil messenger turned around and left...

Finally, after more than a dozen messengers were killed, the Japanese artillery finally received the order...

Then seven or eight observers died before the Japanese artillery calculated the firing parameters.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Four Type 4 infantry guns opened fire on Qin Long's T-34/85 tanks, infantry, and mortars...

"Immediately calculate the firing parameters, send a telegram to the artillery in the rear, and after adjusting the firing parameters, immediately begin shelling the Japs!"

Qin Long saw that the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun finally moved and immediately gave the order!

Half a minute later.

Yang Zhihua is indeed the God of Artillery!

In just thirty seconds, he directed the artillery to set up all the firing parameters!

"Target! The Japanese artillery position! Fire!"

Yang Zhihua, full of confidence, gave the order to bombard...