"Awesome! The machine gun of the independent regiment is really powerful. Deputy Head Wang sighed with envy.

However, envy is envy, and this senior commander of the Red Army, who is accustomed to taking advantage, does not have the slightest intention of asking Liu Lang to get a few such high-velocity machine guns at this time.

It's great, but it's too much of a loser. However, after five minutes of fire suppression, the 4 bullet boxes carried by each of the 4 machine guns were emptied, and a bullet box could be filled with 1,500 rounds of ammunition, and no matter how it was not full, there were more than 1,000 rounds of ammunition.

In other words, 5 minutes of fire suppression, at least four or five thousand rounds of ammunition are gone. Although this bullet belonged to the independent regiment, it was enough to make Deputy Regiment Commander Wang feel distressed. As the deputy commander, he was very clear about the firepower configuration of the 772nd regiment.

This time I came to Jindong, and the headquarters allocated only 150,000 rounds of ammunition to the entire division of the 129th Division, and how many of the two brigades and 4 regiments of the 129th Division were assigned to the 772nd Regiment? More than 2,000 men, plus light and heavy machine guns, plus the previous stock, only 60,000 rounds of ammunition, and only 20 rounds per soldier were allocated to individual soldiers. That is, after coming to Jiuguan, the independent regiment gave 50,000 rounds of ammunition, and the soldiers' bullet belts were really full, and basically everyone could bring 50 rounds of ammunition.

If such a "loser" machine gun was used, which only spits out bullet shells, it is estimated that after the battle is fought, his 772nd regiment will have to go bankrupt.

This thing is better left to a "local tyrant" like the Independent Regiment to use! Relatively speaking, it is more suitable for the 772nd regiment made in the Czech Republic, although the rate of fire is a little slower, but the sustained firepower formed by the 20-round magazine is still very effective.

However, for Deputy Regiment Commander Wang, who is very good at seizing fighters, he couldn't raise his head when he saw that his four high-speed heavy machine guns couldn't lift his head, and several mortars seized the opportunity to "dong dong" and hit it very lively, and the suppressed Japanese grenadiers couldn't pose any threat to their own fire points even after a few shots, so he decisively ordered: "82 mortars focus on bombing devils' trenches and light machine gun fire points, 60 mortars give me attention to find devils' grenadiers, as long as they dare to fight back, they will blow up Lao Tzu for his dog's day, second company, The third company reached 400 meters to cover with all their might, and the first company gave Lao Tzu up, pay attention to concealment, and throw grenades at Lao Tzu when the distance was close. Wait for Lao Tzu's charge. ”

"Deputy Regiment Commander Wang, my guard platoon will also go up with the brothers of the first company! We have a lot of submachine guns. Yan Qiguan, the commander of the guard platoon of the Independent Regiment, couldn't help but be a little anxious when he saw that this person had not assigned a combat mission to him.

No matter who you are, except for the logistics support unit, as long as you are a combatant and have no record of killing devils, you will not be allowed to evaluate your combat exploits. Because this guard platoon often acted with the regimental command organs, it had few opportunities to fight on the front line. Naturally, this feats are much less.

So don't look at the guard platoon, it is the combat unit closest to him under Liu Lang's command, and as the saying goes, it is the henchman of the henchmen, but this officer's promotion is slower than that of the front-line combat troops.

The other infantry had battalion commanders and company commanders, but the highest official rank in the guard platoon so far was only Sun Fu, a lieutenant infantry company commander.

Yan Qiguan has been in the guard platoon for four years since he was the leader of the guard platoon, and now he is only the lieutenant platoon leader, and many of his former colleagues have become captain and company commanders.

In this battle of Niangzi Pass, Yan Qiguan was riveting and ready to go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions and strive to be promoted to captain as soon as possible, and at that time, if there was a vacancy in the commander of the infantry company, he could go to the company commander to kill the enemy.

As for Liu Tuanzuo's safety issues, Yan Qiguan, who has been following Liu Tuanzuo for a long time, feels that the enemy who can hurt Liu Tuanzuo may not be born yet! In fact, over the years, whether it is combat or ordinary, Liu Tuanzuo, who is strong and cunning as a fox, has never been in danger, and anyone who has any intentions against him, except for those beauties, hangs on a tree like dried salted fish.

"Wang Madman" eyes flashed slightly, the officers and men of the guard platoon of the Independent Regiment were equipped with a drum that was far longer than the length of the flower machine and a strip bayonet, and he was no stranger to it, not only used in the brigade headquarters, but also equipped with the 772nd Regiment. That's thanks to Liu Lang, Regiment Commander Liu, who gave the 386 Brigade 150 such submachine guns.

This kind of gun is really good, the capacity of 70 rounds of bullets is almost equivalent to three Czech-made, and the effective range has reached more than 200 meters, which is comparable to Hanyang-made, the only drawback is that because of the fast rate of fire, the muzzle jumps too much, and the accuracy is far less than the Hanyang-made rifle, but if it is a close-range battle, a submachine gun like this can completely withstand the firepower of a squad, and it is best to charge at this time against the stubborn little devils.

It's just that the brigade commander is too stingy, and only 50 shots were given to the 772nd and 771st regiments, and 50 were left at the brigade headquarters and given to the brigade headquarters guard battalion. This made a certain deputy head of the regiment feel a little resentful when he thought of this. However, fortunately, Lao Tzu was clever and exchanged two Czech-made submachine guns for his six submachine guns.

A certain deputy regiment commander glanced at the guard squad following him, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, 6 Hanyang-made plus 6 "Suomi" submachine guns are absolutely the only firepower of all the guard squads of deputy regiment-level cadres of the red army.

As everyone knows, the old Comrade Chen, who was still the commander of the guard battalion in Qiqian Village, had already ordered the whole battalion to receive him when other regiment commanders came, but a certain deputy regiment commander came to the brigade headquarters, and he must not be there.

Two tattered Czech-made guns were replaced with 6 new submachine guns, and after he was drunk, such a deputy regiment commander could no longer eat and drink with him in the future. The resentment of the battalion commander who was taken advantage of by a certain deputy regiment commander was actually even greater.

Deputy Commander Wang regrets that there are still too few such guns. There were many monks and few porridges, but there were only 50 submachine guns, 14 were left at the regimental headquarters, and the remaining 36 were divided between 12 per infantry battalion. And the infantry battalion commanders kept a few like treasures, and then each infantry company under their command was divided again. Like the company that was preparing to attack this time, the whole company was only a submachine gun with only 3 super firepower.

But if you add these more than 40 submachine guns, then the little devil will be unlucky. Deputy Head Wang, what else do you disagree with?

"Okay, your guard platoon of the independent regiment is on the two flanks of the first company, once it moves to 40 meters from the devil's forward position, our army blows the trumpet, your submachine gun will fire at Lao Tzu with all his strength to suppress the little devil's counterattack." Deputy Head Wang ordered.

After giving the order, he squinted his eyes and used a radical method: "If the casualty rate of my company can satisfy me, Lao Tzu will ask Regiment Commander Liu and our brigade commander and division commander to give you the credit for the guard platoon of the independent regiment, and it is the first credit." But if Lao Tzu's losses are too great, then, I'm sorry, Lao Tzu will have to go to your head to argue. What do you think? Do you dare to attack? ”

"Please be ready to give me the first credit for the guard platoon." Yan Qiguan was not ambiguous, just Lizheng did not salute and replied loudly, then turned around and left to prepare for the attack.

It's not that Yan Qiguan is upset when he is agitated, but Liu Lang has an order that from the moment he enters the war zone, everyone is not allowed to salute the chief, which is completely to provide a target for the cold gunners of the devil. In Liu Lang's words: If you want to die, you can salute whoever you want.

You say, then who else dares to salute at every turn? Now even the 386 Brigade has borrowed from the independent regiment.

It's best to go to the city to pretend to be forced, although it is possible to be beaten, but it is definitely not fatal.

Hanging binoculars with a command knife and wearing long leather boots is handsome enough, but if you don't know it, you will be killed by a cold bullet flying from somewhere.

On the battlefield, life comes first.

"Good fellow, this independent regiment is not only well-equipped, but also very arrogant! Okay, let's see if the current independent regiment is still not the independent regiment of four years ago. Madman Wang looked at Yan Qiguan's departing back, and couldn't help but crack his mouth and smile.

Under the cover of fierce fire, the Chinese began to move towards the Japanese positions in groups of three, and the attacking force totaling nearly 200 people spread out for nearly 700 meters.

In fact, the bottom of this valley is relatively open, and the simple field fortifications of the Japanese army of 103 people are more than 800 meters wide for one and a half miles.

Looking at the Chinese troops slowly rushing towards their positions in a straggler line, Asada Yunshan's eyes were full of despair.

An hour and a half ago, the illusion that his side could withstand the attack of two battalions of the Chinese had long since disappeared, because he now did not have the confidence to resist the attack of the opponent's 200 men.

Except for the fact that the enemy was outnumbered, firepowered, and had machine guns and mortars, his position was too rudimentary, and it was an outer arc, with the flanks dragging forward, and the central position at the end.

Originally, it was possible to withstand the enemy's attack from the middle, and then the two flanks in front of the bulge could also strike at the enemy, and there was nothing wrong with this kind of position. But when the enemy's firepower is much higher than your own, such a position can be fatal.

The soldiers deployed on both wings were completely exposed to the blows of the Chinese's also deployed fire points on the two wings, as if they were stretched out for the Chinese to beat them hard, and there was no respite for them, and the two light machine guns had long been muted. If you don't have time to take care of yourself, you are looking down on them, so you can still provide fire support to the central position?

After seeing the terrifying firepower of the Chinese, Asada Yunshan had even lost the confidence that he could hold out until the infantry wing came to help. Asked by field radio, the stupid infantry was now 14 miles away from him, and the artillery was still 20 miles away. By the time they arrived, it was estimated that the corpses of the 28th Cavalry Wing were cold!

Damn Shoichi Okazaki, if it weren't for his stubbornness, how could the 28th Cavalry Wing fall to such a point? Desperate, Asada Yunshan looked at the figure of the approaching Chinese 400 meters away, and could only helplessly curse in his heart the co-captain who had been standing respectfully and waiting for the order an hour and a half ago.

He didn't know that His Excellency the Wing Commander, who was being scolded in his heart, was standing alone in front of the Jiuguan position, staring blankly at the artillery fire on the top of the Jiuguan Mountain.

It was already the thirteenth round of shelling by the artillery battalion.

The Chinese, already heading towards a small hilltop, poured nearly a hundred shells in less than ten minutes.

Will there be any living people on it? Shoichi Okazaki's eyes were extremely glazed.