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

"Looking at the number of them, there must be at least forty or fifty Japanese soldiers. It should be a small team of Japanese soldiers."

After observing the battlefield below the hillside with a telescope, Qin Long handed the telescope to Bai Lu:

"Look, can you identify which unit is exchanging fire with the Japs?"

"Strange, a Japanese squad is usually only equipped with three grenade launchers, not mortars. Why does this Japanese squad have mortars?"

As Bai Lu spoke, she looked towards the battlefield through a telescope.

"It's the 716th Regiment!"

But then, Bai Lu recognized the troops that were fighting the Japanese:

"That's right! It's the comrades from the 716st Battalion of the 1th Regiment! Comrade Qin Long, let's rescue them quickly!"

Bai Lu said anxiously while returning the telescope to Qin Long.

That’s a battalion, more than 500 people, Qin Long couldn’t help but sigh.

Although they have been under siege for more than half a month, their organization is definitely incomplete.

But at a glance, there are still more than 300 people.

But because of the lack of weapons and ammunition, and no artillery support, these more than 300 ancestors were chased and beaten by 40 or 50 Japanese devils...

This scene once again made Qin Long deeply realize how difficult it was for the martyrs to win the war of resistance...

This is truly a Great Wall built with flesh and blood!

But now it’s different! Because Qin Long has traveled through time and space!

Qin Long looked at Yang Zhihua who was adjusting the mortar:

"Comrade Yang Zhihua, how long will it take?"

"10 seconds!"

As soon as he arrived here, Qin Long gave the telescope to Yang Zhihua and asked him to observe the positions of the Japanese artillery and various firepower points.

So now Yang Zhihua replied confidently:

"Give me another 10 seconds, and I guarantee I'll kill the Japanese artillery within two shells!"

"it is good!"

Qin Long nodded:

"Comrade Yang Zhihua! I'll say it again, there's no need to save ammunition for me!"

"After you kill the Japanese artillerymen and machine gunners, you can throw your shells wherever the Japanese gather!"

"Even if you use up all 20 shells in this battle, it's no big deal, understand? I can't say anything else, but I have plenty of shells!"

In order to keep Yang Zhihua, Qin Long had to give Yang Zhihua a reason, and the reason of having enough ammunition seemed to be a good one...

at the same time.

On the battlefield below the hillside, Liu Qin, the instructor of the 716st Battalion of the 1th Regiment, was directing the soldiers to block the Japanese soldiers who were biting them tightly.

As for why the instructor was in command, it was because the battalion commander, Peng Jiaguo, had died heroically two days ago...

"Instructor! We're running out of ammunition!"

The captain of the second company, who was wounded in five or six places, ran up to Liu Qin and said:

"Now the entire battalion has less than 10 rounds of ammunition and only 3 grenades left..."

"The Japanese artillery fire is too powerful! More than a dozen soldiers have just been killed!"

"If this continues, all our men will be killed! Let's blow the charge and fight the Japs, shall we?"

Liu Qin also knew that the second company commander was right, but the order from above was to conserve strength and move to the mountainous area.

If we sound the charge now, maybe we can finally repel the Japanese.

But if the Japanese attack again after they have rested, the 1st Battalion will probably be destroyed...

Liu Qin was having a terrible headache over there, but the Japanese soldiers here were very happy.

The captain of this Japanese squad, Watanabe Wataru, said to his deputy captain, Tanaka Zou, with a smug look on his face:

"Tanaka-kun, I don't think they can hold out for much longer. The imperial army's artillery fire is far beyond their ability to withstand."

"That's right! The success of this battle is all thanks to the three mortars you borrowed from Captain Watanabe!"

Tanakazo first flattered Watanabe Watanabe, then sighed in a pretentious manner:

"Hey... Captain Watanabe, why can't these stupid Chinese just surrender?"

"Wouldn't it be better if they just obeyed our rule? Are they still dreaming of driving out the Imperial Army?"

"Domination? No, no, no."

But at this time Watanabe Shi shook his head:

"Tanama-kun, you are too naive. There are too many Chinese people... No foreign race in the world has ever been able to rule them permanently..."

"So we have to kill them all! We are not here to rule them! We are here to kill them all! Do you understand?"

"Hi!"

Tian Jianzao lowered his head heavily, smiling cruelly:

"Perhaps only Ishii-kun from the Kanto Army would like them..."

Watanabe Watanabe smiled knowingly, then ordered:

"Judging from their firing rate, they've run out of ammunition and food. Send the artillery to add more..."

"boom!"

However, before Watanabe Watanabe could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sound of a cannonball exploding!

"Nani?!"

Watanabe Watanabe was confused:

"I haven't given the order yet! Which artillery fired the shot?!"

But before Watanabe Wataru could react, another artillery shell explosion was heard!

"boom!"

Then, Watanabe Watanabe could hear from the gunshots that one of the light machine guns on their side had misfired!

"idiot!"

Watanabe Wataru got anxious on the spot!

"Are these artillerymen idiots?! The shells are hitting their own machine gunners?!"

"Boom! Boom!"

However, what Watanabe Watanabe could never have imagined was that two more shots followed, and the other two light machine guns also went silent...

"Bakayaloo! That's enemy artillery fire!"

At this time, Watanabe finally reacted:

"Such artillery fire density! The enemy only has one cannon! Let the artillery return fire! Blow up the enemy's artillery position! Return fire! Kill the chicken!"

"Watanabe-kun..."

At this time, Tian Jianzao, who turned back to check his own artillery position, swallowed hard and said:

"Our artillery positions are gone..."

"Nani?!"

Only then did Watanabe Watanabe turn his head and look back.

There were more than a dozen artillerymen lying in a mess on the artillery position, and the mortar parts were scattered everywhere...

"Well done! Four shells directly destroyed the Japanese artillery position and three light machine guns! Awesome!"

On the hillside, Qin Long praised Yang Zhihua happily, saying that Yang Zhihua was definitely a treasure!

"That is!"

Yang Zhihua was not polite either:

"I dare not say anything else! As long as I have artillery and shells! I can take on an entire artillery company by myself!"

"Very good! Feel free to play with it from now on! Keep going!"

Qin Long nodded, then turned to Tian Bojin and said:

"Comrade Tian Bojin, I really want to know which one kills the Japanese faster, your machine gun or Comrade Yang Zhihua's mortar."

"Captain! There's a saying on the battlefield: new soldiers are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns!"

Tian Bojin looked unconvinced:

"I can't say anything else, but until Yang Zhihua's mortars can't directly cover the enemy's fire, we still have to rely on my machine gun to kill the Japanese!"

Having said that, Tian Bojin pulled the trigger!

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

On the entire battlefield, there are only stones on the hillside where Qin Long and his team are now that can be used as cover.

There was only a pile of rocks where the 716st Battalion of the 1th Regiment was located, and there were also some rocks where the Japanese squad leader Watanabe Watanabe was located, which could be used as shelter.

There aren't many other places to hide...

So when Tian Bojin's machine gun was unleashed, Qin Long could clearly see through the telescope that the unsuspecting Japanese soldiers were falling down one after another like wheat being mowed...

"Hide! Hide! Fight back! Fight back!"

The three Japanese squad leaders immediately ordered their soldiers to find nearby cover to avoid machine guns and wait for an opportunity to fight back.

But there were only a few rocks on the battlefield to hide under, so the Japanese had to gather together if they wanted to avoid machine guns.

But Yang Zhihua was still watching. Whenever three or five Japanese soldiers gathered behind a pile of rocks, he would fire a shell at them...

In addition to Sanhu, Qin Long, Bailu, Shuisheng, Dashan and Tiezhu did not care about the frequency of shooting bullets at all.

Qin Long is not to be mentioned. He can hit the target with every bullet from a hundred paces away, and he has made sure that every bullet kills an enemy!

Shuisheng and Tiezhu, who originally had extremely good shooting talents, also achieved a hit rate of over 90% with the bonus of Qin Long's passive skill Encourage!

As for Bailu, although it cannot reach the level of Shuisheng and Tiezhu, its hit rate is the same as Dashan, reaching 80%.

That's why Qin Long only fired three shots. With such a horrific death rate, the morale of the Japanese soldiers was shattered!

The dozen or so remaining Japanese soldiers only wished their parents had given them two more legs. Like headless flies, they desperately fled in the direction the demons had come from...

"It's terrible! It's terrible! The main force of the Eighth Route Army is coming! It must be the main force of the Eighth Route Army!"

Watanabe Wataru was supported by Tian Jianzao and didn't even dare to go back to pick up his shoes when they fell off!

"Instructor, the Japs have all run away. It seems some comrades have come to support us! Listen to the gunshots! They must be comrades from the main regiment!"

At this time, at the temporary position of the 716st Battalion of the 1th Regiment, the company commander of the second company said to Liu Qin with a happy face.

"Quick! Blow the charge!"

Liu Qin made a prompt decision:

"We must cooperate with them! We can't let our comrades who come to support us face the Japanese counterattack alone!"

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep!"

The charge horn sounds!

Liu Qin took the lead and rushed out from behind the bunker...