"The Bofors Mountain Cannon with a diameter of 24 times has a firing range of up to 13.5 kilometers."

"Hey, hey..."

At the end of the meeting, the remaining two battalion commanders went to assign tasks, and only Zhang Dabiao and Li Yunlong were left in the temporary headquarters of Gecun.

He had already thought of the incredible horror when the devil was bombarded.

Without waiting for Zhang Dabiao to answer, Li Yunlong suddenly sighed:

"It seems that in future wars, advanced weapons and equipment will be one of the key factors determining victory or defeat."

Looking back on the past few years of doing business with Brother Chen, Li Yunlong was very emotional.

The devil's equipment that used to be envious of red eyes now seems to be nothing more than that, and it is really not good in the world.

The tank armor is weak, and heavy machine guns and armor-piercing shells can penetrate it, and the infantry and tank coordination are also a mess. The infantry firepower is weak, and there are a lot of problems with crooked handles and even crutches light machine guns, and the Type 92 heavy machine gun is even more wonderful, with a mere 7.7 caliber, which is heavier than a 12.7 caliber machine gun.

The only equipment that stands out is the grenadier, but accuracy is an issue, and the requirements for elite veterans are high, and once the troops are expanded, there will be big problems.

Today's independent regiment, even if it does not have planes and tanks, relies on the current manpower and equipment, and Li Yunlong is confident that it will fight head-on with any second-line devil division and break his wrists.

"Indeed."

Zhang Dabiao nodded and agreed:

"The better and more advanced the weaponry and equipment, the easier it will be to start a war, and the more tactics that can be used in combat missions are several times greater, and the chances of victory will naturally be greater."

"At the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, we may not be able to succeed in blowing up a devil train ten times, the bomb is too easy to be discovered, and it is troublesome to detonate, and now, with radio detonation, the special team can explode under the nose of the devil."

"It's just that the requirements for the operators are high."

"If you don't have any cultural knowledge, you really can't use good equipment."

Li Yunlong also nodded, deeply agreed, and then changed the conversation:

"You take a moment to transfer some good seedlings from the regiment to Iwamori, I told him to increase the training of new gunners, the scale of our artillery must continue to expand, the more excellent artillery the better, especially the body gun group, the more the merrier."

"Tell him to do more live-fire training, use more devils to practice his hands, and I will replenish as many shells as he hits."

"Also, let him pick out some elite artillery crews."

"In a few months a new cannon will arrive, with a larger caliber, a longer range and higher demands on the gunner."

This big business is clearly written, as long as the independent regiment kills more than 15,000 devils, the various ammunition consumed in the battle will be reimbursed twice.

What does double reimbursement mean?

That is, the independent regiment will shoot one bullet, Brother Chen will reimburse two bullets, and so are the shells, how could Li Yunlong let go of such a good opportunity, naturally he planned to train the troops on a large scale, and let the devil taste the taste of fierce firepower.

"Yes."

Zhang Dabiao nodded:

"Speaking of artillery, regimental commander..."

At this point, Zhang Dabiao suddenly squeezed his eyebrows:

"You've been working on cannon ······ lately"

Li Yunlong raised his eyebrows, and was about to turn his face to deal with the past, when the iron communicator on his waist suddenly rang, interrupting the conversation between the two.

An hour later.

Li Yunlong looked at Chen Fan who was leaving, then looked at the list in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

This time, Brother Chen came to deliver the goods, and for the next tank business, he consumed all the weapons and ammunition quotas, replaced them with bullets and shells, and prepared to show his strength.

But at the same time as receiving the goods, I got another surprise.

"I actually killed the chief of staff of the North China Front again."

Looking at the list in the head of the regiment, Zhang Dabiao raised his eyebrows, bit the word 'again', and then continued:

"And at this price, there are actually two masters..."

Needless to say, according to Zhang Wanhe's words, a master is comparable to a mechanized division of the European and American powers, and now the base machinery factory, explosives factory, and headquarters arsenal can develop to such an extent, and the role of the master is great.

"The two commanders of the army stationed in Mongolia were also lieutenant generals before, which is more important than the position of chief of staff of this front army, and it was only given to one master, why are there two this time?"

Li Yunlong didn't figure it out:

"And the food and ammunition supplies are also twice as much."

But the two thought about it for a while and suddenly understood what was going on.

"It seems."

Grand Master Li narrowed his eyes:

"In the future, the special team will have to be dispatched a lot, and the scope cannot be limited to this small place in Shanxi."

"Yes."

Zhang Dabiao also squinted his eyes.

Every time the independent group did something by itself, it didn't rely on Boss Chen's intelligence, and the price was very generous afterwards.

Then the two of them spread out a map of the whole country and lay on the table wondering where to go to do something.

"Commander."

The two glanced around the map, and Zhang Dabiao spoke first:

"It's not difficult for us to build a mine or something."

"That's fine."

Li Yunlong has recently done a little research on technology, and he quickly replied.

"Well, let's go here."

Zhang Dabiao's finger pressed a point on the map:

"It is said that there are a few devil destroyers parked in Shanghai, right? Let's find a way to blow up these devil warships. ”

"Bombing a warship?"

Li Yunlong raised his tone slightly:

"This is not easy, although the few devil warships parked in the port near Shanghai are old-fashioned destroyers, but the devils are very well guarded, and the people of the state government have sent people to bomb them many times, but they have not succeeded, and the losses are not small."

Although Grand Master Li looked down on the people in the national government, especially some high-ranking people, he also admitted that there were a large number of people in the national government who were sincerely fighting devils in the War of Resistance.

"Just because they can't do it doesn't mean we can't."

Zhang Dabiao confidently raised his head:

"We are different from the national government, they lack equipment, so they can only let people approach the devil warship with explosives bags, but we have masters and machinery factories, and we can drum up special equipment."

"What are you going to do?"

Li Yunlong asked directly.

Since Zhang Dabiao said so, it means that he already has a preliminary plan in mind.

"I'm going to..."

Zhang Dabiao began to recount his initial plans.

······

At noon that day, Zhang Dabiao, who had discussed the preliminary plan with the regiment commander, came to the artillery camp.

"Iwamori."

Zhang Dabiao walked directly into the room and said to Yan Sheng, who was busy:

"How many are you going to assemble for new gunner training?"

Today's Yan Sheng, nominally the commander of the first artillery company, is actually doing the work of the artillery battalion commander, Zhang Dabiao has repeatedly told the regiment commander that he agrees to form an artillery battalion, but the regiment commander has been hesitating.

As for the reasons given, it is outrageous and not large! There is still time that is not suitable.

Iwamori hesitated for a moment before asking:

"How much is our initial plan to expand the army?"

"Including the new 1st Regiment and the 2nd Regiment, the total strength is 35,000 people."

Zhang Dabiao replied directly.

"Is this gunner training three regiments together?"

Iwamori continued to ask.

"Yes."

Zhang Dabiao continued to nod and added:

"The new 1st and 2nd regiments will also send some fighters to participate in artillery training."

"So..."

Iwamori let out a breath:

"The first batch will be set at sixty artillery groups! We have exactly sixty Bofors mountain guns. ”

The weight of the Bofors mountain cannon was very light, and with a wave of his hand, Li Datuan exchanged sixty guns at one time.

"Sixty gates."

Zhang Dabiao licked his lips, a little excited.

According to the plan, after the deployment of the devil's artillery, the independent regiment will launch a large-scale battle, the main purpose of which is to destroy the devil's artillery, through a ground feint, to cover the Bofors mountain artillery to bombard the devil's artillery position with extended-range shells.

Now the independent regiment has six Bofors mountain artillery guns, plus the newly formed sixty, that is, sixty-six barrel guns.

"Haha, okay, I'll arrange it right away..."

Zhang Dabiao laughed and said in an excited tone.

The thought of sixty-six guns firing at the same time made Zhang Dabiao tremble, and he couldn't wait for this day to come.

·····

In the afternoon.

Li Yunlong drove three jumpers and came to the ammunition depot of the independent regiment located in the rear of Zhao Jiayu.

After the base area was basically stabilized, Li Yunlong also changed his previous practice of finding a secret location to build an ammunition depot, and directly swaggered to build a large group of cave-type ammunition depots behind Zhao Jiayu.

After all, the surrounding area of Zhao Jiayu can be said to be overcrowded today, and there is no place to repair the secret ammunition depot.

"Commander."

As soon as I arrived at the ammunition depot, I saw Huang Baowang counting the newly stored ammunition.

After the establishment of the plan for the three regiments to cooperate in establishing a base area, Huang Baowang became the person in charge of the warehouse and logistics from the captain of the transport team, and Lao Zhao Tou was in charge of the original mule and horse transport team.

"Give me the answer, how much ammunition do we have in stock now?"

Li Yunlong asked.

In terms of equipment, he knows very well that at present, the main forces of the three regiments and all of them have been replaced with new general-purpose machine guns, and the mortars have all been completed.

But in terms of ammunition, he only knows the overall amount, and the details are not very clear.

"A total of two thousand tons of ammunition."

Huang Baowang said as he rummaged through the list.

"Two thousand tons, hahaha·····"

Hearing this number, Grand Master Li felt a taste of happiness, just like when he was a child, the moment when his family's fields were harvested.

Shoot down the devil plane, kill the pilot, kill the devil technical troops, Brother Chen will give a quota of weapons and ammunition, and there are a lot of them, although after Zhao Jiayu, the independent regiment has fought a lot, but most of the battles, in the end, the bullets consumed are not as much as they are earned.

In short, doing business with Brother Chen is not a loss.

Even if a lot of weapons and equipment were exchanged, especially those huge anti-aircraft guns, there were more left.

Unconsciously, I actually saved such a huge amount of money.

Huang Baowang began to say:

"In the warehouses, six million Mauser rifle shells, five million Mauser pistol rounds, two hundred thousand grenades, 60 mortar shells and one hundred thousand ····· mortar shells, 82 mortar shells"

"120 mortar shells, 30 thousand."

"The rest are anti-aircraft shells."

Hearing the end, Grand Master Li suddenly felt that the taste of happiness disappeared.

"120 mortar shells for only 30,000 rounds?"

Grand Master Li was a little dissatisfied.

In his vision, the 120 mortar was the core of the firepower of the future independent regiment, and the tactics of the entire battalion were basically developed around the 120 force.

30,000 rounds is not enough.

Counting the recruits who have just enlisted, the total strength of the three regiments has now exceeded 20,000 people, that is, one soldier only has 120 mortar shells at 1.5 points, how can this treat firephobia?

According to his idea, a force of 20,000 people will get 100,000 rounds!

"Commander, it's already quite a lot."

Huang Baowang smiled bitterly:

"Just these 30,000 rounds, the total weight is more than 500 tons, accounting for more than a quarter of the total ammunition."

"It seems."

"I have to take advantage of this business to earn more ammunition."

Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought:

"How can I kill more than 15,000 devils as quickly as possible?"

According to the tank business, after the independent regiment killed 15,000 devils, the ammunition consumed during the business was doubled.

·····

That night.

Fifteen kilometers out of Gecun in front of Gecun.

Forward positions.

"Go and rest."

Xu Husheng, the commander of a battalion and a company, came to change shifts with a platoon:

"Leave the position to us."

"Yes, company commander."

The platoon commander who was originally in charge led the team away.

The soldiers of the battalion, company and platoon are very familiar with the positions dug out by hand, and the soldiers led by Xu Husheng entered the position very smoothly, completed the deployment, and lurked quietly.

A platoon totaled 173 people, armed with 10 new general-purpose machine guns, 30 submachine guns, 2 60 mortars, and 2 large-caliber heavy machine guns. In the rear, there were artillery positions with three 82 mortars deployed.

There is no moon tonight.

Nine o'clock.

Devil's No. 3 stronghold.

A devil squadron leader looked at his own squadron lined up in the open space and frowned.

The squadron in front of him was noisy and yelling, which made him very uncomfortable.

Although the First Army was nominally an army, its overall strategic position in the empire was very low, and naturally, the recruits obtained were all second-class soldiers, and all the old, weak, sick and disabled were not enough, most of them were soldiers of appropriate age, and only a small number were old and weak.

It's only been four or three years now, and the little devil hasn't run out of water.

The newly transferred troops were basically supplementary troops, not formed units, lacking officers, unable to fight alone, and there was a serious lack of training, and some were even sent after less than a month of training.

"Baga, Lizheng."

With a roar, the Devil Squadron Leader took control of the situation.

"Tonight, you will face a very formidable enemy, they are well-trained, battle-hardened, and their firepower is far greater than that of the Imperial Army."

Seeing that the crowd was quiet, the devil squadron leader spoke fiercely.

Because of the shortage of officers, this squadron leader was originally a squad leader, but he was temporarily promoted to squadron leader, and the previous squad of more than 30 people was suddenly expanded to a squadron of 170 people.

"Very powerful?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the recruits and devils below suddenly made a noise, and some people didn't believe it at all:

"The dirt eight roads are also very powerful?"

They were trained on the peninsula or in China, and naturally they also got a lot of information from the imperial propaganda department, and the first army they transferred this time was mainly to deal with the Tubalu entrenched in the occupied areas of the empire.

Very weak.

"Remember, keep your body as low as possible, and if you encounter an enemy, immediately find cover to dodge, and then look for opportunities to fight back."

Glancing at the recruits with unbelieving faces, the Devil Squadron Leader's face was full of indifference.

He is too lazy to talk nonsense.

He knows very well that these idiots who have been brainwashed by the country, no matter how much he says, it is useless, and only after letting this group of fools see the reality and see the horror of the independent regiment will they come to their senses.