Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

"Your Excellency, the Chinese have sent another group of snipers. The warriors can't charge forward."

"The situation is even more difficult now. Nearly a whole squadron of warriors have been killed or wounded. Should we request tactical guidance?"

Major General Yagi was very panicked. After handing the regiment over to the operations staff, he ran back to the rear and cried to Iide Nobutoki.

It is indeed true. The battle lasted only half an hour, and the casualties were so heavy!

The key point is that they can't even break through the first line of defense, and the opponent's losses are far less than theirs. How can the Yagi League fight?

Ide Nobutoki naturally knew that the situation ahead was tough, but he had no choice. The division commander had given him a death order, so what could he do?

How long has it been since we started playing and you’re already asking for tactical guidance?

If he called at this time, the division commander would definitely scold him.

"Yagi-kun, the samurai spirit of the empire does not allow you to find excuses when you encounter difficulties."

"The division commander is furious right now. If we ask for tactical guidance at this time, what do you think will happen?"

Inoue Nobutoki suppressed his anger and said this.

The redness and swelling on his face hadn't gone away yet, and it hurt to talk at this moment, so he didn't want to waste time arguing with Yagi.

Major General Yagi looked at the brigade commander with a cold look in his eyes, and had to hold back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He turned around and returned to the front line helplessly.

It is indeed difficult for the brigade commander Nobutoshi Inoue. He just destroyed the artillery battalion in the morning, and now he is almost synonymous with idiot in the eyes of the division commander.

How could he bring himself to ask for support after only fighting for half an hour?

Yagi didn't know that even more difficult times were coming for him.

After Gu Changfeng joined the battlefield, his efficiency was much higher than that of Zhao Ziqing and the others.

Bullets kept flying out of the gun, and a magazine was emptied in less than two minutes, which frightened the Japanese soldiers in the rear.

"Haha, Commander Gu is awesome! It hasn't been long, and dozens of Japanese soldiers have already died under his gun."

The squad leader next to Shuanzi was smiling happily.

"Brother Niu, do you think there's a chance I can get a gun like the ones the officers have?"

Shuanzi said enviously.

The coolness of the big gun, coupled with the ultra-long-range sniping, that kind of pleasure is what he wants.

In fact, Shuanzi and Niu Er were all soldiers who were defeated by the Japanese in the Battle of Shanghai.

After fleeing all the way to Jinling, I lost all my energy and was about to go home to farm.

Later, when they passed by Chuzhou, they were bribed by Zhou Qianli with a meal of canned meat. Later, seeing that the team had food and drink, they all stayed with peace of mind.

"You are quite ambitious." Niu Er shook his head, thought for a moment and continued.

"That depends on you. I heard from my brothers in the special forces that many people have tried this gun."

"Unfortunately, the hit rate isn't very high at long range. So far, only Da Zhuang and Commander Zhao have met the requirements."

"So Commander Gu didn't do it again."

"But if you can meet the requirements, there might be a chance."

Shuanzi nodded heavily and said, "I will definitely work hard!"

He had never thought that he could shoot the Japanese from hundreds of meters away, and he had never thought that he, who was originally preparing to go home, would inexplicably become the team's sniper!

Everything is hope now, he firmly believes it.

"Shuanzi, you have good talent. If you work harder, maybe it will be possible." Niu Er suddenly said seriously.

Shuanzi didn't answer again. He stroked the gun with his fingers, looked at the sight again with a firm look in his eyes.

The following time gave him many opportunities to kill seven or eight Japanese devils.

The Japanese soldiers attacked for an hour but to no avail, so they had to retreat temporarily.

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers on the front line were about to escape, Ji Hongru seized the opportunity and directly ordered everyone to charge.

As the command sounded, the soldiers of the 301st Regiment collectively left the fortifications and began to counterattack.

In fact, Ji Hongru just wanted to drive the Japanese out of the position so that he could pick up ammunition.

His 301st Regiment was not well-off to begin with, and with so many grenade launchers and machine guns on the battlefield, it would not be his style not to pick them up.

Seeing that the enemy had built fortifications, the Japanese soldiers could only hastily throw a few grenades and start fleeing in panic.

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Major General Yagi returned to the front line and shouted angrily at the soldiers who were dejected after just coming back from the battlefield.

"Is this how the warriors of the Empire treat the battlefield? Where is our Bushido spirit?"

"What did you tell your family before coming to China?"

Yagi's series of rhetorical questions made the Japanese soldiers who had just returned from the battlefield feel very ashamed.

There is both the powerlessness of facing the future and the ambitions one had in the past.

"Sir, the enemy is too formidable. We cannot use artillery fire. The warriors have suffered heavy losses."

"Especially after the enemy snipers arrived, the Empire's grenadiers and machine gunners were almost all killed."

Colonel Ueda said seriously.

Major General Yagi's face was gloomy, and he looked straight at Colonel Ueda and said:

"The brigade commander's death order, we must break through this place at all costs!"

"So, Ueda-kun, do you know what to do?"

Colonel Ueda felt a chill in his heart and immediately bowed in agreement. He then reorganized his troops and prepared to attack again.

He understood what the brigade commander and the regiment commander meant, which was to force their way through this place at the cost of the lives of the imperial warriors.

"Kill the chickens and give them to us." With the order from Colonel Ueda, the Japanese soldiers started charging again.

But this attack was different from the previous ones, as there were other large groups behind them.

The Japanese's wave-like attack is also one of their major characteristics, but it lacks the support of artillery fire.

But even so, they still demonstrated the so-called Bushido spirit.

"Hey, the devil actually dared to use this trick, don't they know that this trick is useless to us?"

Gu Changfeng's face was full of smiles.

You have to know that the light and heavy machine guns of several companies have never been used, and they have to rely on individual soldiers to shoot and kill the Japanese.

If the Japs really fight like this, it would be fun.

"If the defense line can't hold up, have Lao Huang and the other company commanders bring out some heavy machine guns. This time, we'll have some fun with the Japs."

Gu Changfeng said to the soldier next to him.

This time he prepared a heavy machine gun with strong firepower and long shooting range.

As long as the Japanese don't use mortars and mountain artillery, they will not be able to pose any threat to him. This is where his confidence comes from.

Huang Zhengkui was feeling bored in the anti-artillery cave. When he heard the order, he immediately gave the order.

"Bring me a heavy machine gun! Damn it, if I don't fight, I'm going to rust!"

He had tested the heavy machine gun this time and it was completely to his liking, so he was ready to go into battle himself.

The veterans of the first company looked at their company commander speechlessly.

I have never seen anyone so warlike. He always rushes to the front and suffers the most injuries.

"Company, Captain, why don't you just stay here and we'll go."

The machine gunner from the old company said nervously.

"Go to hell! It's been a long time since I last killed a devil, and you're still trying to snatch this from me."

Huang Zhengkui was completely unreasonable. He snatched the heavy machine gun from the soldier's arms and went straight out of the anti-artillery cave.

"If you hadn't been injured last time, we wouldn't have had to rest for so long."

The machine gunner complained in his heart.