Chapter 507 Zhu Gang's Diary - The grenadier of the battalion directly under him
1939.5.15
The grenadier was a weapon that we only saw after the Japanese invaders invaded China, and I did not encounter it either in the Central Soviet Zone or during the Long March. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Soldiers used to call it a small cannon, and this weapon was actually a light mortar, and the explosive power of the shell, or grenade, was equivalent to the result of the simultaneous welding and explosion of two or three grenades.
Its scary lies in the fact that it can be fired by two people alone, and of course if it is a veteran, it can also be fired by one person, and it can always hide behind obstacles to deal a fatal blow to our machine gun fire.
I know that Huo Xiaoshan's directly subordinate battalion also has grenadiers, and there are quite a few of them, there are more than 30 of them, and the density of equipment has exceeded that of the Japanese army, and these weapons are undoubtedly from the Japanese army.
I think this kind of guerrilla warfare-like style of fighting has formed a virtuous circle for Huo Xiaoshan's direct battalion, which has achieved quite a lot of victories by ambushing and guerrilla attacks against devils, and then used the victorious captured Japanese weapons to fight more victories in turn.
As far as I know, the Japanese army is generally equipped with two or three grenadiers in a squad, and the three squads form a squadron, so from the grenadiers they are using now, we can roughly deduce how many Japanese troops they have annihilated.
Once, when I talked about this algorithm with Huo Xiaoshan, Huo Xiaoshan smiled and said that we had captured the grenadiers of the Japanese army's trucks.
If in the eyes of others, what Huo Xiaoshan said meant nothing more than that we had more grenadiers in our hands, it was because we robbed the military train.
However, in my opinion, Huo Xiaoshan definitely killed the Japanese soldiers corresponding to the number of grenadiers in their hands, because when he answered me, he only said that they had captured truckloads of grenadiers, but he did not deny how many Japanese troops they had destroyed.
From this incident, it can also be seen that Huo Xiaoshan is a person, he doesn't want to take credit but he doesn't want to lie.
Well, these are digressions, the battle continues.
Judging from the frequency of the Japanese grenadiers, the grenadiers that threw the grenadiers at our hill at this time should be about three, so the devils who proved the attack should be in a small team.
However, judging from the density of the gunfire between the soldiers we sent out to call for help and the Japanese soldiers, the Japanese should have ambushed our detachment with a squadron.
However, the Japanese commander had clearly made a mistake not to use this tactic of adding fuel, but to take advantage of the superiority in numbers and weapons to attack simultaneously from all sides of the hill, which would inevitably make us, who were inferior in numbers, weak.
And now he gave Dung Ball a chance to knock out several grenadiers of the Japanese army first, and a chance to let Dung Ball delay time and wait for reinforcements.
The Japanese grenadiers did not actually inflict no casualties on our defenders, for I found that the soldiers of the battalion were clearly familiar with the Japanese offensive tactics, and that the methods of defense they used against the Japanese tactics were clearly trained.
I was undoubtedly surprised that the vast majority of the soldiers in the battalion could measure the range!
At the moment when the Japanese grenadiers were fired, I was surprised to find that several soldiers at the same time put down their guns, stretched their arms in front of their chests, raised their thumbs to calculate the direction of the Japanese grenadiers, and then reported the exact location of the Japanese grenadiers to the grenadiers in their respective positions behind them.
And at this time, the dung ball shouted at the right time, pay attention to the height of the hill and adjust the angle of shooting!
I was really surprised, and I would use the jumping eye method to measure the distance between me and the enemy.
But now we are not on the same level as the Japanese army on the mountain, and the distance we measure between us and the Japanese army is the oblique distance of the triangle, not the straight-line distance on the side of the usual triangle, so there is an error between the distance measurement on the hill and the distance measurement on the plane.
And the dung ball immediately realized this, which shows that he is really good at measurement.
I can assure you that the grenadier firing level of the battalion I have seen now is absolutely not lower than that of the Japanese army.
After one or two test firings, none of the three Japanese grenadiers fired any more grenades, because I saw with my own eyes that some Japanese hats hiding behind obstacles were blown away in the air of the explosion.
At that moment I even forgot to shoot at the Japanese troops, which was noticed by the dung ball next to me, who proudly asked me, is our small cannon accurate?
Permit! I nodded heartily and applauded loudly.
In fact, the few of us are not the most accurate, and the dung ball said as he aimed at the devil.
The gun used by the dung ball is a box gun, and I use it too, but the difference between him and mine is that his one is equipped with a wooden box, and there is no doubt that the box gun with a wooden box is more accurate in shooting.
The reason why I don't use wooden boxes is that our Eighth Route Army's tactics are more "guerrilla" than their direct battalions, and because we don't have the advantage of direct battalions in firepower, we generally put the devils at a closer distance before starting to fight, and there are not many times when we put on the wooden boxes and shoot shoulder to shoulder.
I saw that the pressure of the Japanese attack was not great now, so I simply didn't shoot and asked him again, which of you has the most accurate small artillery?
Zheng Fatzi, he is the most accurate, these small cannons are his disciples and grandchildren, he is definitely the legendary cannon god! The dung ball said with a grin after a shot.
How could it be him?!
The battalion directly under me once again gave me a shock, and the image of Zheng Youjian, who had thick lips and small eyes and no military temperament, appeared in front of my eyes.
According to my observation and understanding, Zheng Youjian is undoubtedly an extremely special and alternative existence in Huo Xiaoshan's direct battalion.
His military rank turned out to be colonel, but he was willing to follow Huo Xiaoshan, a major battalion commander, to fight devils.
The reason why Huo Xiaoshan's battalion directly called itself the Quartermaster Department was precisely because of this person who was called all kinds of fat people by the soldiers.
The reason why I call all kinds of fat people is that I have heard the soldiers call out a fat man in front of him many times, such as: Zheng Fat, Dead Fat, Damn Fat, Fat Man with Blood Mold, Fat Man Who Loves Cannons, Fat Man Who Has No Children...... Etcetera.
But no soldier called him "fat", and it is said that "fat" was Huo Xiaoshan's special title for Zheng Youjian.
I heard the veteran say that Zheng Youjian was the director of the original quartermaster department, and Huo Xiaoshan only took this logistics company to make a name for himself after joining this quartermaster department.
And this fat man is not famous, but when it comes to the name of his cousin, the name of *** is even louder than Huo Xiaoshan's reputation for fighting devils.
One person can ascend to heaven if he is a dog, and one person can definitely punish the nine clans if he is a traitor!
Otherwise, it would have been absolutely unthinkable for so many soldiers to call a dignified colonel so casually in other troops.
But the fact that this phenomenon has appeared without any disharmony shows that the team from soldiers to officers has long been accustomed to this situation, so there is no sense of disharmony.
But such a man is recognized as one of the chief officers of the battalion, will his soldiers listen to him?
In such a team with extremely strong combat effectiveness where everyone takes killing devils as glory and shame for cowardice and stealing life, what ability did he rely on to stand firm?
Yes, I have heard all kinds of laughter and scolding from the soldiers of the battalion directly under him, but I have also heard that when he is serious, the soldiers call him Zheng Tou'er.
It turns out that his strong point is cannonball!
One or two grenades were fired as test shots, and the second or third grenadiers hit directly, I think this is already a textbook existence.
So, Zheng Youjian is even more accurate than these grenadiers I saw in front of me? So what kind of existence will he be?
My curiosity was satisfied after an hour.
Perhaps the captain of the Japanese army felt that his team was a little defeated, and forty or fifty people were defeated by these forty or so people on our mountain in a daze, so he personally led the other half of his soldiers to rush up.
It's just that at this time, they no longer have grenadiers, because all the grenadiers of their squad have been overturned by us.
It turned out that the Japanese army without the cover of grenadiers and light machine guns was a fart in front of the soldiers of the battalion.
The dung ball changed tactics again, the machine gun was only allowed to shoot even if it was fired, and the grenadier stopped firing, but ordered the fighters to shoot condescendingly.
I naturally understood his intentions, he was afraid that the devils would fight too fast, and the devils of most of the squadron behind swarmed up, and he once again used the word "drag" to be superb.
After more than half an hour, the Japanese squadron leader realized that he had made such a serious mistake, and his squad of soldiers was exhausted by the Chinese army, which was by no means large in number on the mountain.
The Japanese finally pressed on the whole line from all directions, and just when we felt the pressure increase and the soldiers began to suffer casualties, at the same time several grenades flew over and exploded in the rear of the Japanese attack, and in the direction I defended, I saw that the three Japanese machine guns in different positions were instantly muted.
The cannon god came, and the dung ball said with a grin as he shot it.