Some people believe that fortifications are used to save lives. This view is correct for a soldier, but for the army, the role of fortifications is to delay the time of the soldier's death.

This can be used to calculate the time when all 100 soldiers die when facing the enemy. If you stand on the flat ground, you may survive for one minute, and simply dig a tunnel to defend and survive for half an hour. Planned, efficient and reasonable complex fortifications can help soldiers survive for hours or even longer. This is the importance of position fortifications.

At this moment, these two Y-shaped defensive positions were like insurmountable fortresses. The two infantry platoons of more than 80 people blocked the three-hour attacks of more than 400 Japanese troops.

Not only were there several machine guns installed on the two positions, but several cross-fire points were ready, and two mortar teams poured shells in the middle of the defense line. In addition, the flamethrower and bazooka in the double fortifications in the middle of the defense line, the firepower distribution of the entire position was perfect. The Japanese army who had been gnawing for a long time had no choice but to do this.

The competition for the Shuangfeng Mountain position has entered a white-hot heat, and the Japanese army has adopted a wheel battle. Once the attack losses intensify, the squadrons behind immediately stepped forward and took turns to fight, resolutely not giving the Chinese a chance to breathe.

The soldiers were a little breathless by this style of play because they did not have too many reserve teams, and only two groups of people were replaced on one and two lines of defense, but they were still physically and mentally exhausted by the Japanese's endless offensive tug-of-war, and the number of casualties was increasing.

At this point, the mortar company had to join the battle. The frontier suddenly fell into an explosive ocean. The sudden increase in firepower caused the Japanese to suffer a loss. Countless soldiers were killed and injured by the bombardment. The remaining Japanese did not care about orders and had to flee in a panic.

This made the captain of the Judi Regiment very angry. Sure enough, the other party hid some cruel things. The sudden trembling caused him to kill half of the squadron. Are you angry?

The battle lasted from morning to evening. The Japanese suffered hundreds of casualties but still failed to take the position. The arrogant Judi can only withdraw his troops.

Bula threw away the gun and leaned tiredly on the sandbag. Looking at the retreating Japanese, he felt mixed feelings. His nerves that had been tense all day long can finally relax.

The exhausted soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. They leaned slowly against the trenches and remained silent. There was no joy of victory, but only a feeling of surviving the disaster.

The heavy rain that had been raining all day gradually stopped now. The puddles on the ground had already been stained with blood, and there were many corpses inside and outside the position that were soaked in the rain.

Both sides paid a huge price, and what made people feel heavy was that this was only the first day, and I don’t know how many bloody battles will come later.

Kikuto also realized that this Chinese army was much harder than expected, so he had to change his combat policy and stop rushing hard, racking his brains to think of other tricks.

Kimura slowly walked into the tent and looked at the classmate in front of him standing in front of the map in a daze. He couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable: "Kikiji..."

"No need to say more, I blamed me for being wrong this time. The Chinese people on the opposite side really have some tricks, so that's interesting."

Kikuto was very stubborn and used the method of raising his opponent to hide his mistakes. He didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Kimura, who was both a classmate and a subordinate.

How could Kimura not know his temper? He just saw through it and didn't say it out loud. Then he said: "I think it's better to delay the offensive. It's best to join forces with the search team to attack together. This is the foolproof way."

Kikudi's face suddenly became gloomy. He sent a telegram to sarcastically in the morning. Now he is going to ask the other party to cooperate with the fight. Isn't this a slap in the face? How could he do such a thing as a arrogant person?

Seeing Kikuto's hesitation, Kimura sighed and persuaded again: "I'll talk to Saito in my name. For the sake of the empire, he shouldn't be embarrassed."

...

On the other hand, Long Weng and his men were quietly lurking on the path that Saito Search Team must pass. He originally planned to kill him and hurt the opponent's main force in one fell swoop.

But by chance, it started to rain heavily at this moment, and hundreds of soldiers hiding in the forest instantly turned into chickens.

Long Weng waited anxiously while comforting the restless team, staying in the jungle and getting wet in the rain without moving... This feeling is not good at all, but they only have one chance, and no matter how uncomfortable they feel, they have to endure it.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the enemy coming. Even Long Wenhua couldn't hold back his anger. He sent someone to touch him and investigated him again. Then he found that the search team was not leaving and directly set up a tent on the spot and stationed him.

"Mom, you're so slap! You dare to let me go!"

Long Weng was so angry that he had been feeding mosquitoes in this stuffy woods for a long time. That wasn't all, but a heavy rain made them feel cold again. After the fuck, the other party stopped and couldn't leave. Who do you think you can ask for to reason with this?

"Damn it, I'll die, otherwise we'll withdraw it. It's not easy to fight on this heavy rainy day. Brothers are so angry now..."

Yaoma came over and said tremblingly, but he saw that his lips were a little purple and his clothes could be wrung out with a lot of water.

Although the weather in northern Myanmar was not cold in early November, it was covered in heavy rain in a single dress. In addition, the strong wind caused the soldiers to squat for a long time without taking a bite. They all hugged their arms and shivered, obviously they were frozen very much.

"What's wrong? What's the point here? I can't wait for a ghost for a long time, and I'm so hungry."

Milong wiped the rain from his face, and the water droplets on the brim of the steel helmet hat kept falling like a curtain. He was tall and big and seemed to have just been salvaged from the river.

Long Weng rubbed his chin and looked slightly at him thinking about what to do next. He would say that he would definitely not want to go back like this, but after being tortured in the woods for a long time without asking for a lottery ticket, how could he say that?

Although the situation here is a bit sad, the Japanese devils must be uncomfortable. How can so many heavy equipment work in such weather? Maybe the armored vehicles will fall into the mud pit and cannot get out.

He simply slapped his thigh and said firmly: "Touch it over and take a look. If you don't have the chance, let's just fuck him just by chance!"

"Hiss...I'm saying, can you turtle pat your thigh?" Yaonu screamed, while rubbing his left thigh desperately. Long Wen's note was real. If he opened it now, he would definitely swollen.

Long Weng didn't care about him, squinted his eyes and smiled humbly: "Lao Liu, Yang Danzi, you two are exploring the wind in front of you. The Falcon Team is broken. I want you to keep a distance with your brothers. Once you receive the news, attack immediately. Have you heard it clearly?"

Some people believe that fortifications are used to save lives. This view is correct for a soldier, but for the army, the role of fortifications is to delay the time of the soldier's death.

This can be used to calculate the time when all 100 soldiers die when facing the enemy. If you stand on the flat ground, you may survive for one minute, and simply dig a tunnel to defend and survive for half an hour. Planned, efficient and reasonable complex fortifications can help soldiers survive for hours or even longer. This is the importance of position fortifications.

At this moment, these two Y-shaped defensive positions were like insurmountable fortresses. The two infantry platoons of more than 80 people blocked the three-hour attacks of more than 400 Japanese troops.

Not only were there several machine guns installed on the two positions, but several cross-fire points were ready, and two mortar teams poured shells in the middle of the defense line. In addition, the flamethrower and bazooka in the double fortifications in the middle of the defense line, the firepower distribution of the entire position was perfect. The Japanese army who had been gnawing for a long time had no choice but to do this.

The competition for the Shuangfeng Mountain position has entered a white-hot heat, and the Japanese army has adopted a wheel battle. Once the attack losses intensify, the squadrons behind immediately stepped forward and took turns to fight, resolutely not giving the Chinese a chance to breathe.

The soldiers were a little breathless by this style of play because they did not have too many reserve teams, and only two groups of people were replaced on one and two lines of defense, but they were still physically and mentally exhausted by the Japanese's endless offensive tug-of-war, and the number of casualties was increasing.

At this point, the mortar company had to join the battle. The frontier suddenly fell into an explosive ocean. The sudden increase in firepower caused the Japanese to suffer a loss. Countless soldiers were killed and injured by the bombardment. The remaining Japanese did not care about orders and had to flee in a panic.

This made the captain of the Judi Regiment very angry. Sure enough, the other party hid some cruel things. The sudden trembling caused him to kill half of the squadron. Are you angry?

The battle lasted from morning to evening. The Japanese suffered hundreds of casualties but still failed to take the position. The arrogant Judi can only withdraw his troops.

Bula threw away the gun and leaned tiredly on the sandbag. Looking at the retreating Japanese, he felt mixed feelings. His nerves that had been tense all day long can finally relax.

The exhausted soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. They leaned slowly against the trenches and remained silent. There was no joy of victory, but only a feeling of surviving the disaster.

The heavy rain that had been raining all day gradually stopped now. The puddles on the ground had already been stained with blood, and there were many corpses inside and outside the position that were soaked in the rain.

Both sides paid a huge price, and what made people feel heavy was that this was only the first day, and I don’t know how many bloody battles will come later.

Kikuto also realized that this Chinese army was much harder than expected, so he had to change his combat policy and stop rushing hard, racking his brains to think of other tricks.

Kimura slowly walked into the tent and looked at the classmate in front of him standing in front of the map in a daze. He couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable: "Kikiji..."

"No need to say more, I blamed me for being wrong this time. The Chinese people on the opposite side really have some tricks, so that's interesting."

Kikuto was very stubborn and used the method of raising his opponent to hide his mistakes. He didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Kimura, who was both a classmate and a subordinate.

How could Kimura not know his temper? He just saw through it and didn't say it out loud. Then he said: "I think it's better to delay the offensive. It's best to join forces with the search team to attack together. This is the foolproof way."

Kikudi's face suddenly became gloomy. He sent a telegram to sarcastically in the morning. Now he is going to ask the other party to cooperate with the fight. Isn't this a slap in the face? How could he do such a thing as a arrogant person?

Seeing Kikuto's hesitation, Kimura sighed and persuaded again: "I'll talk to Saito in my name. For the sake of the empire, he shouldn't be embarrassed."

...

On the other hand, Long Weng and his men were quietly lurking on the path that Saito Search Team must pass. He originally planned to kill him and hurt the opponent's main force in one fell swoop.

But by chance, it started to rain heavily at this moment, and hundreds of soldiers hiding in the forest instantly turned into chickens.

Long Weng waited anxiously while comforting the restless team, staying in the jungle and getting wet in the rain without moving... This feeling is not good at all, but they only have one chance, and no matter how uncomfortable they feel, they have to endure it.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the enemy coming. Even Long Wenhua couldn't hold back his anger. He sent someone to touch him and investigated him again. Then he found that the search team was not leaving and directly set up a tent on the spot and stationed him.

"Mom, you're so slap! You dare to let me go!"

Long Weng was so angry that he had been feeding mosquitoes in this stuffy woods for a long time. That wasn't all, but a heavy rain made them feel cold again. After the fuck, the other party stopped and couldn't leave. Who do you think you can ask for to reason with this?

"Damn it, I'll die, otherwise we'll withdraw it. It's not easy to fight on this heavy rainy day. Brothers are so angry now..."

Yaoma came over and said tremblingly, but he saw that his lips were a little purple and his clothes could be wrung out with a lot of water.

Although the weather in northern Myanmar was not cold in early November, it was covered in heavy rain in a single dress. In addition, the strong wind caused the soldiers to squat for a long time without taking a bite. They all hugged their arms and shivered, obviously they were frozen very much.

"What's wrong? What's the point here? I can't wait for a ghost for a long time, and I'm so hungry."

Milong wiped the rain from his face, and the water droplets on the brim of the steel helmet hat kept falling like a curtain. He was tall and big and seemed to have just been salvaged from the river.

Long Weng rubbed his chin and looked slightly at him thinking about what to do next. He would say that he would definitely not want to go back like this, but after being tortured in the woods for a long time without asking for a lottery ticket, how could he say that?

Although the situation here is a bit sad, the Japanese devils must be uncomfortable. How can so many heavy equipment work in such weather? Maybe the armored vehicles will fall into the mud pit and cannot get out.

He simply slapped his thigh and said firmly: "Touch it over and take a look. If you don't have the chance, let's just fuck him just by chance!"

"Hiss...I'm saying, can you turtle pat your thigh?" Yaonu screamed, while rubbing his left thigh desperately. Long Wen's note was real. If he opened it now, he would definitely swollen.
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