"Shou County?"

"Li Yunlong!"

Yoshio Shinozuka's smile froze slightly, and there was something wrong in his questioning tone.

At this moment, the lieutenant general had an urge to order the staff officer not to report the news. He had a premonition that he didn't know where it came from, and as soon as the news came out, he was afraid that his good mood in the past few days would be gone.

"Hi, an emergency call from the captain of the Shou County Garrison Brigade from Heijima."

The staff officer's tone was hurried.

"Read."

After pondering for a moment, Yoshio Shinozuka bowed slightly.

What else can Li Yunlong do now?

Annihilated a brigade of the Imperial Empire, its own casualties are probably not low, and the consumption of weapons and ammunition is bound to be not small.

At present, the Yunnan-Burma Highway and the material passage to the south have been cut off, and it will not be easy to replenish weapons and ammunition. Without enough weapons and ammunition, it's nothing more than breaching a few turrets, ambushing a few convoys, or eliminating a few imperial squads? Unless he can break through Shou County, it will be nothing more than that.

Wait for the troops to be drawn, and then let this person understand the true strength of the Imperial Army.

A mere regiment, no matter how powerful this regiment is, is meaningless in a battle at the army level.

Just like Yamamoto Daisa's special team, the equipment and soldiers are all first-class elites, known as special forces, with strategic tasks as the combat goal, but so far, there has been no strategic results.

Although he attaches great importance to Yamamoto, in his heart, Yoshio Shinozuka still doesn't pay enough attention to special operations.

The staff officer tried to calm his tone as much as possible, but the fear between the words was still clearly discernible:

"On July 3, Li Yunlong's troops launched an attack on our garrison area, and he dispatched two Type 92 infantry guns to launch an artillery bombardment on the artillery towers, the enemy's artillery shells were well stocked, and the artillery fire was intensive, and in one day, I lost seven artillery towers and one hundred and seventeen warriors of the Jade Crushing Empire."

"The source of the opposing infantry artillery and shells is unknown."

More than a hundred imperial warriors were shattered, and seven turrets were captured by the enemy, which was bad news, big bad news, and it was bad news involving Li Yunlong. With General Yoshio Shinozuka's temper, he was afraid that he would be beaten, and he would vomit blood from the beating.

After the staff officer finished reading the telegram, he lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and silently tensed his facial muscles.

This is the experience summed up after years of being beaten, gritting your teeth and tightening your facial muscles can prevent biting your tongue when you are beaten, and you can make the injury much lighter.

"Nani?"

As the staff officer expected, Yoshio Shinozuka, who heard the contents of the telegram, stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief: "Type 92 infantry gun? And a lot of shells? ”

Because the turret involved the core defense of the Empire's occupied area, the Empire and the Eighth Route Army emphasized that the artillery must be controlled, even if it is a last resort, the cannon and shells must be destroyed to prevent the enemy from capturing it.

Because the cannon can threaten the middle of the Imperial defense system, the turrets are everywhere.

Then he snatched the folder from the staff officer's hand, flipped through the telegram, and looked at it in detail.

The content of the telegram made his pupils shrink suddenly:

"More than a hundred Type 92 infantry artillery shells were fired in one day?"

There are only more than 100 shells, which is pitifully small for Yoshio Shinozuka, who is in charge of the First Army in Shanxi, and it is only the amount of ammunition for a battle of a B-level brigade, and he has dozens of B-level brigades under his command, and the ammunition depot has a stock of tens of thousands of rounds.

But this is an empire with a well-established industrial base.

For the poor haha Eighth Route Army, which can't even satisfy the bullets and bayonets, firing a hundred shells a day is almost unimaginable, how can the Hanako unit, which doesn't even have a few mortars, suddenly have so many shells?

Moreover, since the other side dares to do this, that is, they have more reserves of shells.

This is what makes Yoshio Shinozuka nervous and even scared.

There are barrel cannons, and a lot of shells.

Even if there are only a few gates, it directly hits the Achilles heel of the Empire's defense system in North China.

The cage tactic, which is based on the cage tactics of the Eighth Route Army's difficult to break through turrets, is the most important point is that the troops in the occupied area cannot easily break through the turrets.

Once the opponent can easily pull out the turret located in the opponent's base, then the effect of the cage tactic will be reduced by at least seventy.

"This damn Li Yunlong."

Slammed the folder in his hand to the ground, Yoshio Shinozuka breathed heavily: "So many weapons and ammunition from there?" ”

Breaking seven turrets in one day, at such a speed, in less than two months, the occupied area of the empire in North China was a cloud of gunsmoke, and the cage tactic was a joke.

"Who, give them weapons and ammunition?"

"Why hasn't it been found out yet?"

Thinking of this, Yoshio Shinozuka had a hideous face and a fierce tone, and as he spoke, his right hand was raised high, and the staff officer standing in front of him was tense and his teeth trembled.

"Hey!"

Before the slap fell, the staff officer subconsciously bowed his head.

Seeing the staff officer's early reaction, this slap, but in the end, it still didn't go down, Yoshio Shinozuka took a deep breath, lowered his raised hand, and waved his hand: "Go down, hurry up and investigate the source of Li Yunlong's weapons and ammunition." ”

None of the Yamamoto Kazuki, the special high-tech department, and the intelligence department of the North China Front Army have investigated anything, and the intelligence department of the First Army will obviously not do much of it. There is no point in hitting a staff officer.

Anyway, he is a lieutenant general, and Yoshio Shinozuka still has a little bit of kung fu.

"Hey!" The staff officers are on the verge of amnesty.

After the staff officer left, Yoshio Shinozuka picked up the telegram on the ground, looked at the words Li Yunlong inside, and silently rubbed his forehead.

His head started hurting again.

Why can't you change someone if it's this guy again?

"Someone, go and call Yamamoto Daisa."

Yoshio Shinozuka ordered someone to call Kazuki Yamamoto.

In any case, this matter must be resolved first, otherwise if we continue to follow this situation, except for the area around Zhengtai Road, I am afraid that the rest of the turrets will be stripped away, and then the troops will still be trapped in the city and consume resources in vain.

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Separate regiments.

Regiment headquarters.

"Huh..."

Li Yunlong looked at the casualty report in his hand, as well as the consumption of weapons and ammunition, first shook his head, and finally couldn't help but chuckle: "The devil is nothing more than that, the labor and management take the little devil too seriously." ”

It is absolutely impossible to become the head of a basic regiment of the Eighth Route Army, but to say that he does not know a single big character, after all, the first major strategy of the army for a long time is cultural education, and from grassroots soldiers to military cadres, no one is missed or omitted.

"Huh? Why do you say that all of a sudden? ”

This sentence made Zhao Gang particularly interested.

It is rare for Grand Master Li to speak in such a tone.

Shaking his head, Li Yunlong said in an emotional tone:

"With the Type 92 infantry gun, the shells are sufficient, and the little devil turret is much easier to deal with than I imagined, and the previous shooting discipline was set too high."

"Seven turrets were pulled out today, and each of the devil's turrets only used fifteen shells, which is the minimum number required, and every time the fire points of the devil's turrets can be destroyed. Now it seems that the defense capability of the Devil Turret is much lower than I expected. ”

"According to Brother Chen Fan, let's count this as a phobia of the turret, right?"

In the end, Li Yunlong laughed at himself.

"An ordinary masonry cannon tower, as long as it hits accurately, a maximum of ten shells is enough." Grand Master Li summed it up.

Zhao Gang nodded and agreed with Li Yunlong's words:

"To put it bluntly, the devil's turret is just a sturdy civil bunker, compared with the modern reinforced concrete bunkers in Europe and the United States, the defense is far worse, we didn't have a fortification weapon before, and the cannonball power given by the Chen Fan brothers is also stronger than that of the devil, shelling a few hundred meters away, it is easy to destroy the devil's turret with a masonry structure."

"However, I think it's better to spend some artillery shells, which can effectively reduce casualties, and the people involved in the attack are veterans."

Speaking of this, Zhao Gang pulled the book and looked at it, and his tone was a little distressed:

"Nearly seventy soldiers were killed or wounded today, and an average of ten casualties per turret were lost."

Even if there is a cannon, unless it is a heavy cannon that can destroy the turret, in the end, it is still up to the soldiers to rush in and destroy the devil to completely solve the problem.

"Anyway, we don't have a shortage of shells, two thousand rounds, enough to pull out more than a hundred devil cannon towers, and there are five thousand shells to replenish in the back, there is no need to save such a few shells."

Zhao Gang felt that in this situation, there was no need to deliberately save these shells, otherwise it might aggravate the casualties of the troops.

"Huh?"

"Lao Zhao, what you said, I'm not happy."

Li Yunlong suddenly deliberately blackened his face, and his tone was displeased: "When did my old Li become a person who didn't care about the lives of his soldiers?" You'll have to make this clear to me, or you'll be done today. ”

Zhao Gang ignored Li Yunlong's nonsense, he rolled his eyes:

"You don't cherish your life, every time you charge, you carry a big blade and rush to the front, that regiment commander is like you, if you continue like this, one day, this regiment commander position is labor-capital."

Hehe smiled, Li Yunlong didn't continue to pick up this topic, and if he continued to pull it off, Lao Zhao was afraid that he would not be allowed to charge. If you stay in the command post all the time in the war, and there are no devils to cut it, then how boring the fucking life is!

He paused to get back to the point:

"The task of the infantry artillery is to tear through the defense of the turret and suppress the machine gun fire points of the devils, and provide fire support for the infantry to break through the turret, we cannot rely on artillery to destroy all the devils."

"Today, we have nearly seventy casualties, the main reason is that the soldiers are not skilled enough in this tactic, the coordination of infantry and artillery is not qualified, when the artillery suppresses the devil's firepower, the commando charge is not timely, so that the devil seized the opportunity to counterattack."

Although Grand Master Li did not go to a military academy and did not systematically study military knowledge, he was the best teacher in his more than 10 years of actual combat career, and he was keenly aware of the problems exposed by the independent regiment in today's battle.

"As long as the infantry artillery works well together, it can not only reduce casualties, but also reduce the consumption of shells."

To save artillery shells and reduce casualties, Grand Master Li naturally wanted them all.

Rise from the Bright Sword /book/96399/