Yunzaobang, the position of the 802nd Regiment of the Sichuan Army.

This is a large open cotton field, and there is no danger to defend at all.

Moreover, it seems that even God played a joke with the Sichuan army, and as soon as they arrived at the designated position, it began to rain in the sky.

"Turtle son's, happy to find Lao Tzu."

Lin Xianghou scolded: "Dig the position, dig the position, dig deep!" ”

Seeing that the battalion commander Peng Zesheng beside him hadn't moved yet, Lin Xianghou flew up: "Melon, you change Lao Tzu!" ”

"This hell weather, smash and change?" Peng Zesheng muttered, and sprinkled his anger on his subordinates: "A bunch of melon sons, all of them!" ”

"Captain Lin." Meng Shaoyuan came over and said: "Opposite us is the Ninth Division and the Praetorian Guard Division of the Japanese Army, which are well-equipped and have strong combat effectiveness. In particular, the 9th Division and the 18th Division are known as the 'Imperial Twin Forces'. They arrived in Shanghai at the end of last month, and morale is now high. ”

"The turtle son's little Dongyang, they have one life, and Lao Tzu also has one life, and Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't cut off their brains!" Lin Xianghou didn't care at all:

"First Jie Hua, Peng Zesheng, Wei Juchuan!"

"Here!"

The three battalion commanders hurriedly trotted over.

"One battalion and two battalions, responsible for digging fortifications, three battalions assembled, trained! Rotate after an hour. ”

Training?

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned.

Now that it's about to go to war, what else are you training?

The brothers of the three battalions were all assembled.

"Brethren." Lin Xianghou's voice was very loud: "The Orientals of the turtle son have howitzers and field artillery, but Lao Tzu does not. The Orientals have airplanes, but neither do the Lao Tzus. Shangfeng wants us to hold our positions, what to use to resist the Japanese attack? If we can't win them with weapons, we will fight with our lives and block them with our lives! I still have this! ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the orderly hurriedly handed him the broadsword.

Lin Xianghou held a big knife in his hand: "Listen to Lao Tzu, the Orientals attacked, first smashed with grenades, and after smashing, they were all put in by Lao Tzu." Fight with them! I heard from friendly troops that Xiao Dongyang is very good at fighting bayonets, so as long as he gets close to Xiao Dongyang, he will roll forward with a big knife and slash and kill. The first shot of the Oriental came over, and the moment we opened the bayonet with the broadsword, we turned around and pasted it, and immediately put the knife on the opposite head, and the melon was a knife! ”

As he spoke, he kept making demonstrations.

Meng Shaoyuan also listened very carefully on the side, and his hands were constantly moving according to what Lin Xianghou said.

He studied grappling at the Hangzhou Police Academy, but it was completely different from the real battlefield.

Here, it's not just about simplifying the complex, it's about the reaction you make, the action you make in a moment.

Fight for your life!

If the Sichuan army wants to rely on the existing weapons to hold its position, it is simply impossible.

Their only chance of success is to let the Japanese army in, and then rely on the broadsword to play for their lives.

Tragic, but helpless.

"Captain Lin."

While the brothers of the third battalion were training there, Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly said, "Give me a big knife." ”

"What are you kidding, each of us has a big knife, how can there be any superfluity." Lin Xianghou refused: "Lieutenant Colonel Meng, if you really want to play with the Oriental people, see which of our brothers is dead, you just have to take his big knife." ”

Okay, okay.

Then take a stick of wood and practice it as a broadsword.

"Wei Juchuan." While Meng Shaoyuan was there to practice according to the method, Lin Xianghou called Wei Juchuan, the commander of the third battalion, over and ordered in a low voice: "Lieutenant Colonel Meng is our benefactor in Sichuan, and you are responsible for protecting his safety." You remember to Lao Tzu that he is missing a hair Lao Tzu kicks your soft egg! ”

"The son of the turtle, if you fight, you will fight, and you have to protect people."

Wei Juchuan was very dissatisfied.

"Hello, I'm looking for Meng Shaoyuan."

At this time, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old appeared here.

He had two submachine guns around his neck and magazines in his waist.

Meng Shaoyuan, who rushed to hear the news, looked at him: "Who are you?" ”

"Report to the chief, I am Chen Houman of the second squadron, I was sent by Deputy Leader Zhu Yanni, she heard that you went to the front line, and she wanted to come in person, but she temporarily encountered a sneak attack of the Japanese army, and she was sniping there. She asked me to bring you weapons and ammunition. ”

On the front line this time, Meng Shaoyuan brought a machine gun, two submachine guns and a batch of ammunition, which can be regarded as helping the 802nd Regiment to somewhat supplement the lack of weapons and equipment.

Now, Zhu Yanni sent two more submachine guns.

Although these weapons will be of little use in the upcoming battle, they are better than nothing.

"Captain Lin." Meng Shaoyuan beckoned to Lin Xianghou: "I will leave one of these weapons for myself, and the rest will belong to you." ”

Lin Xianghou was overjoyed: "It is said that Shanghai is rich, and when I see it today, I want it." These flea cages are a good thing. Lieutenant Colonel Meng, are you from the Jinling Arsenal or the Shanghai Arsenal? ”

"Oh, serious Berkman company, foreign goods." Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but start showing off again: "This is worth a lot of money." ”

"Want, get." Lin Xianghou smiled, he pretended to be a private person, and asked for a branch first.

Meng Shaoyuan turned around and saw that Chen Houman was still there: "It's done, I'll take the things, you go back first." ”

"Blessing the team leader, let me not go back." Chen Houman didn't mean to leave at all: "She asked me to stay here to protect your safety." ”

Fuck, hand-to-hand fight with the Japanese, just you, protect the safety of the fart.

But since he came, and it was Zhu Yanni's personal order, he couldn't just drive him away, right? Besides, one more person can always have more strength, right?

The rain became more intensive, which made it more difficult for the brothers to dig the fortifications.

Once you step into the mud and pull it out, the straw sandals on your feet are intimately in contact with the mud.

The brothers of the Sichuan army cursed while the movements in their hands did not stop at all.

An hour later, the 3rd Battalion took over the 2nd Battalion's digging work, and the brothers of the 2nd Battalion took a short break and immediately picked up their broadswords and practiced.

This is their most powerful weapon.

When the Japanese army officially began to attack, no strategy would be useful.

Just take your own life.

"Lieutenant Colonel Meng, what are you practicing?" Wei Juchuan walked over slowly and asked with a smile.

"Well, I'm practicing, but I don't have a knife, and it's not easy to hold a stick." Meng Shaoyuan was a little frustrated.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't be long before Xiao Dongyang rushes up."

Wei Juchuan received the task of protecting Meng Shaoyuan's safety, and this guy made up his mind and walked around Meng Shaoyuan's side.

Meng Shaoyuan's eyes lit up: "Battalion Commander Wei, why don't I exchange my submachine gun for your broadsword?" ”

How much is a broadsword, how much is an imported submachine gun?

If you want to change the past, this kind of loss-making business will definitely not be done by Young Master Meng.

Unexpectedly, Wei Juchuan actually pouted: "Hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese, how can there be a big knife in a flea cage?" ”

"It's different." Meng Shaoyuan said seriously: "The submachine gun can be powerful in close combat, sweeping a large area. If we can match it with a pistol, we will be able to fight the Japanese in hand-to-hand combat. ”

Wei Juchuan sighed: "Lieutenant Colonel Meng, you said, our 802nd Regiment has a machine gun in everyone, I'm not bragging to you, I can fight until ...... Hit ...... What is the name of the capital of the Japanese? ”

"Tokyo."

"Yes, Tokyo, I can wipe out Tokyo with my battalion......"

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned, and then found that Wei Juchuan still had a trace of sarcasm on his face.

Then I realized that I was indeed too naïve.

Of course, the combination of submachine gun and pistol is good, but the Sichuan army must also have it.

For example, the 802nd regiment, because it is a descendant of Yang Sen, the equipment is good, but there are only two heavy machine guns, one light machine gun for each company, nine companies in the whole regiment, plus a guard company, counting the weapons brought by Meng Shaoyuan, there are a total of eleven light machine guns, and one of them is broken.

Where is it enough to defend such a large position?

What's even worse is that the machine gun is only enough to fight two defensive battles when it is full of bullets, which has to be spared.

Who doesn't want a light and heavy machine gun on the ground.

You have to have it.

Yang Sen's descendant troops are still like this, and the rest of the Sichuan army troops can be imagined.

The rain stopped for the time being.

The whistle sounded.

There were no cooks, so Brother Chuan Jun sat in the mud, took out the wowotou he had brought, and fried rice and ate it silently.

"Fuck." Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but scolded: "The Sichuan army went out of Sichuan, and the chairman personally ordered that Shanghai solve the supply problem on the spot, what about people?" What about the person in charge of provisioning? ”

"Lieutenant Colonel Meng." Lin Xianghou didn't seem to care very much: "Commander Yang specially explained to me, and Shanghai is also in difficulty, and ...... Hey, let's be honest with you, isn't it just pulling each other's skins, and some people say that those called Huazi troops from Sichuan, what do they want to eat, just get something to deal with them, but they haven't seen a shadow of this until now. ”

"Chen Houman!" Meng Shaoyuan shouted.

"Here!"

"You go back to Lao Tzu, run back, and find Tian Qi." Meng Shaoyuan said viciously: "Let him come forward in person to see who is in charge of the supply of the 802nd regiment, and charge him with the crime of security, and say that he has fornicated with the Japanese and let the person in charge make meritorious service." I couldn't see anything to eat, so Lao Tzu raided his home! ”

"Yes! Chief Meng, but I wish the deputy team leader to let me ......"

"Get out, get out! Tomorrow before the sun goes down, I won't be able to see anything to eat, Lao Tzu will swallow you alive! ”

"Yes!" Chen Houman was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled out his feet and ran.

"Lieutenant Colonel Meng, it's still up to you!" Lin Xianghou gave a thumbs up: "If you want to arrange a spy here for me, it really makes a big difference." ”

"Fuck, I have the right." Meng Shaoyuan once again felt the pleasure brought by power: "If the food is not delivered, Lao Tzu will have to go hungry." This is explained by the chairman himself, who doesn't carry it out, Lao Tzu took Shang Fang's sword and cut him a turtle grandson! ”

Lin Xianghou laughed "haha".

Doing things with this agent, not to mention, it's really fun!