Block the enemy positions in the north of Jianchang.

"Oh my god, the Japanese artillery is really impressive. I originally thought they wouldn't dare to show it out, but I didn't expect them to actually use it now. It's just that the number is a little small, so it's not impressive at all."

On a scrapped truck, the squad leader of an infantry squad looked forward and saw that the Japanese artillery fire was coming. It was obvious that this was the first round of probing. It was still far away from our position, and the nearest artillery shell was a hundred meters away.

Their class's position was this broken truck. It was said that during the training at the driving school, they had trained hundreds of drivers. Of course, this broken truck was also riddled with holes. At this time, it was driven directly to the position. This was the temporary defense line.

Three guys were lying under the car, two guys were at the rear of the car, there was a machine gun position in the cab, and the rest of the people were all on the front and rear elbows of the car. Relying on various items packed in sacks, the defense was not a problem, and a layer of iron sheet was added behind many of the sacks.

"Sergeant, this is a regular Japanese infantry brigade after all. It should have an artillery company, maybe even an artillery battalion."

The machine gunner on the front of the car shrank his body. The temperature was still relatively cool in the morning, but they could still hold on.

"When I was in the Northeast Army, their artillery wasn't much worse than the Japanese. If they had fought, it would have been hard to say who would have won. But it's a shame that 300,000 Northeast Army soldiers entered the country overnight, and this beautiful land of Northeast China has become someone else's. What the hell is going on?"

The squad leader was originally an ordinary soldier of the Northeast Army. Later, he was unwilling to follow the Northeast Army and stayed in Peiping. Then he became a patrolman, and later he became the squad leader in front of him.

However, I had heard the news a long time ago. The former squad leader of the Second Regiment would be promoted to platoon leader as soon as the Second Brigade was reorganized. Of course, he could no longer stay in the First Regiment of the Second Brigade and had to go to the Third and Fourth Regiments to be a platoon leader. If he was lucky, he would also be promoted to deputy company commander.

I thought I would be leading new recruits after I got there, but before I left, the Japanese came and this happened. It was a good opportunity for me to fight with my old brothers.

During the battle last night, the brothers were so excited. The light machine guns were responsible for suppressing the enemy, the grenade launchers were used to attack those gathered in groups, and the rest of the brothers were holding semi-automatic rifles and shooting at the places where the figures were swaying. Can't eight bullets kill this one?

There were grenades coming from closer, and two soldiers with scopes were chatting with each other in the distance. The battle was fought without any danger.

Let alone breaking through our defense line, these guys were already useless when they were only 150 meters away from our defense line.

Behind them, every forty or fifty meters, a heavy armored vehicle is stationed here, leaving space for the heavy armored vehicles to fire. If there is any emergency around, the 40mm anti-aircraft gun on the heavy armored vehicle can be lowered to attack the ground troops, and you can only see a pile of minced meat flying in the sky.

"Alright, squad leader, we're not far from the three northeastern provinces now. If we're lucky, we might be able to get rid of these devils in front of us. After we're reorganized, we'll fight back to the Northeast."

One of the new recruits is also from Northeast China. He fled to the interior of the country from Northeast China. Now when talking about returning to Northeast China, many people in the team are very happy. When they were following others, talking about returning to Northeast China was just a slogan, but joining the 72nd Brigade should be the thing they regret least in their lives.

These Japanese troops were so fierce in the past, but in front of us, they seemed to be no match for us. More than a thousand people died that night, which we never dared to think about before.

The soldiers were very satisfied with the more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers killed in the battle, but Liu Xiaoshan was not satisfied. The battle report came out one night, saying that Tang Guoping had killed an entire infantry regiment, while we didn't even kill half of them. How could we compare with them?

Their First Brigade is the ace of the entire division, and our Second Brigade is just supported by their stepmother?

Although this guy was not convinced in his heart, he did not do anything out of the ordinary. His place was different from Tang Guoping's place. Tang Guoping's place was flat, mostly grasslands and farmland, which was more suitable for the advancement of cars and armored vehicles, so he could chase them at will.

However, most of Liu Xiaoshan's side are towns and villages. If he takes the initiative to attack, his defense line will be flawed. If the Japanese pass through here, it will be difficult to catch anyone.

So you'd better be honest and hold this small line of defense. If the Japanese are willing to take a detour, we have other plans. If they are not willing to take a detour, we will just stay on this line of defense and see if you have the ability to do it.

The commander of the 8th Brigade, Matsushita Nimuki, was walking around like he had nails under his feet. His hat was bunched up into a ball. He didn't like anyone and several people around him were beaten.

First, they were dissatisfied with the headquarters. Originally, they were the southern line troops attacking Rehe, and their target was Jianchang City. Who would have known that they would now cross most of Rehe Province to support Aohan in the north.

Isn't this nonsense? The plan we made earlier should have been the best plan. We were asked to travel a long distance to support Aohan, just because of the commander's show.

I was holding back a lot of energy, so when I saw someone trying to stop me yesterday, I immediately sent out the 11th Battalion, my best unit. But after fighting all night, not only was the 11th Battalion crippled, but the 12th Battalion also lost more than half of its men. The 3rd Battalion had just retreated, and more than 200 men had died in battle.

From last night till now, in more than ten hours, the position has not advanced an inch. Instead, the three battalions have lost a total of 1,500 people.

He only had four reorganized infantry battalions under his command. Except for his own direct Panasonic Battalion, the other three battalions had all been sent up and had almost no success.

He was originally going to support Aohan, but now, let alone support Aohan, he couldn't even get out of Jianchang. The 1,500 men under his command were killed. If he continued to fight, there would be no chance of a breakthrough. So after dawn, he was ready to go all out and take out all 12 infantry guns and six 75mm mountain guns to bombard the positions of the Second Brigade, and then make a desperate charge.

Winning naturally passes...

Lost... Fuck the Commander's orders...

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