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"Report to the instructor, the night raid detachment destroyed more than 400 enemies, captured the weapons and ammunition of the little devils and consumed them evenly, and returned to the team smoothly!"

"Don't fix all this, what about our casualties?"

"Instructor, the assault detachment lost thirty-seven brothers, three were seriously wounded, and eighty-nine were lightly wounded."

Yang Guan frowned, looked sad, and asked puzzledly, "How could the death be so serious?" How did you lead the troops? ”

is not angry and self-assured, everyone is ashamed, and there is unwillingness and hatred on their faces.

Monk Wei spoke up and said loudly: "Instructor, I don't blame the brothers, the firepower of the little devil is too fierce, and the targeted firepower of the little devil raised by the dog is covered, so ......"

Yang Guan snuffed out his cigar, threw it on the ground angrily, glared at Monk Wei and said, "Is this the reason for your heavy casualties?"

Monk Wei lowered his head and did not speak, the night attack battle was carefully arranged, based on the principle of protecting himself and destroying the enemy, and he did not show his head at all, and this kind of casualty should not occur.

The soldiers attacked on the back of the mountain, blowing up the little devils with grenade wheels, and throwing out the grenades by running when they exceeded the throwing distance.

A little farther away, use a powerful cowhide band to attack the little devils on the front line with a catapult.

The little devils are heavily guarded, and the layers of firepower are crossed, and they can't penetrate at all.

In fact, the cause of such heavy casualties was caused by the recruited Kuomintang soldiers, who were in a hurry and looked panicked in the flames of war.

Moreover, the ability and time to learn and cooperate with operations are insufficient, which directly leads to ineffective command on the battlefield.

After all, night raids pay attention to tacit understanding, and almost all of them use gestures to communicate and convey orders, which is very deadly.

The soldiers of the Kuomintang Army had just joined in, and they had been studying hard for a few days, but they had forgotten about it in the midst of the war.

Yang Guan intends to train soldiers, everything starts from actual combat, but the time chosen is not right, the little devil has already premeditated, and there will be casualties if the time difference is a little slower.

It stands to reason that this result is a complete victory, the glory that any army can only dream of.

However, Yang Guan's requirements are very high, he doesn't want the soldiers to wear and tear, there are too few people, and they are all anti-Japanese war fighters who die one person and one person is missing, he is distressed!

Seeing the embarrassing scene, the cuckoo said loudly: "The little devil launched a surprise attack on the arsenal last night, sacrificing one hundred and twenty-one people and destroying two hundred and thirty-five enemies, specially reported and thanked ......"

Yang Guan frowned and said very unhappily: "Are they embarrassed to thank you? Help them to be tightly armed, how can there be such a large number of casualties? ”

"I inquired about the specific situation, and it was not the soldiers of the Kuomintang Army who left their posts without permission, but the little devils who attacked and harassed the temptation and broke through the points."

"Well, that lame devil stole Lao Tzu's tactics, and even then it shouldn't have been such a big casualty."

"The little devils, like us, used fatigue and repeated attacks to raid, and the soldiers of the Kuomintang army were paralyzed and careless......"

"Damn lame, Lao Tzu is fighting at night on this side, and the little devil raised by the dog is stealing from the other side ......"

At this time, the sky was buzzing, and the Japanese machine was coming.

Eighteen said loudly: "Report to the instructor, the altitude of the Japanese aircraft is more than two thousand meters, and it is approaching the arsenal......"

Yang Guan looked up at the sky, a black spot appeared under the gloomy clouds, and he said loudly: "Send a message to the arsenal, snipe the Japanese planes in the same way I said."

"By the way, did the Kuomintang army transfer arms?"

The cuckoo nodded and asked suspiciously, "It's being transferred, isn't this your suggestion?"

Yang Guan's face changed, he was worried, and said hurriedly: "Telegraph them to disperse the transportation, it is difficult for the Japanese aircraft to destroy the arsenal, and it is most likely to bomb the vehicles that have just left the arsenal, quickly!"

The cuckoo was startled, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly ran to the radio station to send a report, and there was a wave of "tick-tock" sounds.

The little devil is not stupid, and in the case of difficulty in destroying the arsenal, he will definitely look for another way, and there is a high possibility that it will be detonated by bombing the vehicle that has just left the arsenal.

When everyone was anxious, the Japanese planes flew to the area of the arsenal and launched a bombing in time, and the sound of the explosion shook the mountains for dozens of miles.

The anti-aircraft artillery of the Kuomintang army launched a sniper attack and knocked down seven Japanese planes one after another, causing the Japanese planes to flee in a hurry and defusing a crisis.

After a while, Du Juan held the telegram in his hand and read: "Thank you to Admiral Yang, the telegram was timely, the vehicle was hidden on the spot, and the vehicle fifty meters away from the arsenal was killed, fortunately ......."

Yang Guan waved his hand, smiled slightly, and said: "Okay, if you don't detonate the arsenal, it is a victory, and telegraph them to hurry up and transfer, let the mobile air defense fire escort, and make the distance between the convoys as wide as possible."

The cuckoo's eyes flickered, and he said suspiciously: "Could it be that the Japanese machine will come?" We have destroyed so many Japanese planes, and there are not many planes of the little devils, and they still dare to come and send them to their deaths? ”

Yang Guan looked down at the plain sideways and said worriedly: "The Japanese will take a roundabout way to bomb the convoy and destroy the road with martyrdom, and the devil's tank will definitely participate in the battle."

No. 18 frowned when he heard this, and analyzed: "The instructor means that the tanks that contain us will be dispatched, is there really such a group of mobile tanks?"

Yang Guan didn't speak, and his inference was limited to a battlefield intuition, and only time could tell him.

The large arsenal of the Kuomintang army is crucial to the decisive battle of the southern capital, and the little devil has no reason not to destroy it.

Once the arsenal is destroyed, it is equivalent to cutting off the logistical supply lines of the Kuomintang army, and the existing ammunition alone will not last long.

In fact, the Kuomintang army had already begun to transfer ammunition from its arsenal, but there were disputes between factional disputes, which led to uneven distribution and delayed time.

With such a large batch of arms, Jiang Guangtou could not take it with him at all, and timely long-distance transportation was quite limited.

The rest of the arms were all for distribution, so disputes arose.

Yang Guan even suspected that there were Japanese traitors who sowed discord among them, and disputes broke out when the war was imminent, could it be that the generals of the Kuomintang army were all fools?

As time passed, it was noon in the blink of an eye.

No. 18 hurriedly said: "Report to the instructor, the Japanese planes are coming in batches, the flight route has shifted the arsenal, and the little devil really wants to destroy the road?"

Yang Guan was startled and said loudly: "The banner soldiers have given an order, let the anti-aircraft guns on the hills wait for the opportunity to fire, and they must intercept the Japanese planes and beat the Japanese planes down for Lao Tzu."

Everyone was shocked, what was the situation? Does the instructor have a backhand?

Yang Guan did reserve a back hand, and drummed out five anti-aircraft guns from the arsenal, all of which were blanks of the same color, and brand-new weapons of great destruction.

Therefore, he ordered his soldiers to be secretly escorted to the top of various dangerous peaks to prepare for battle, and arranged for five snipers to assist in the defense.

In addition, five Kuomintang soldiers and gunners of anti-aircraft guns were dispatched to garrison the mountain peaks and prepare for the Japanese planes to attack the road.

While everyone was amazed, smoke and dust rose on the plain, and the observation post reported loudly: "Instructor, ten devil tanks are speeding towards the road......"

The little devil wants to play the bottom of the kettle, and the battle is about to break out.