Use a steel helmet to attract Japanese bullets and give the soldiers on the side a chance to survive. Although this method is old-fashioned, it can still be used.
While shouting, Zhou Weiguo came to a trench.
Bang bang bang...
The sound of bullets hitting the helmet fluctuated with each other. He squatted down and pulled the bolt of the gun to suppress the bullet.
With a bang, the Japanese army must have stepped on the mine they had buried.
After the explosion, the wails of the Japanese troops were clearly heard.
"Battal Commander, it's fifty meters away." The shouts from the soldiers around him made Zhou Weiguo turn over and knock out a Japanese second lieutenant before shouting loudly: "Beat his mother."
Chug tug tug... tug tug...
Bang bang bang...
Light and heavy machine guns and rifles formed a dense fire net. The charging Japanese troops fell to the ground wailing, and some of the survivors were suppressed to the ground alive and unable to move.
Failed, failed again.
Sakata bit his lower lip and looked at the adjutant next to him in frustration: "Send the order and let the artillery cover them to evacuate."
Boom boom...boom...
The artillery fire prevented Zhou Weiguo from ordering his soldiers to enter the bomb shelter. He was not sure whether the Japanese army would use this method to launch a charge.
He watched anxiously, and when he saw the Japanese troops evacuating, he ordered the soldiers to avoid the shells.
But even so, more than twenty soldiers lost their young lives in Japanese shelling.
The number of people was decreasing little by little. In the afternoon, the secret service battalion of more than 580 people now had less than 200 people left. The rest were either killed in battle or injured and left the position.
Zhou Weiguo estimated that even if the injured were included, his battalion would not be able to piece together the strength of two companies.
Zhao Li died in the battle at noon, and the platoon leader also died. Zhou Weiguo had to temporarily organize the third company with only a dozen people into Hu Yong's second company.
Secret Service Camp, I fuck your ancestors.
Sakata gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and looked angrily at the distant hills.
This secret service battalion with only over 500 people has been fighting with itself here for a day, and its casualty ratio is almost two to one.
This loss was unacceptable to him and even the entire team.
He looked back at the squadron leaders around him and then stretched out his hand: "You all remember this spy camp. When you encounter him on the battlefield in the future, you must be careful and don't be careless."
The advice that sounded like gritted steel teeth caused several squadron leaders to hurriedly take out their notebooks and write down the words "Special Agent Camp". Seeing the reactions of several people, Sakata nodded with some relief and said, "Find out for me, this Special Agent Camp"
Who is the battalion commander?"
If they don't attack and are tired from fighting, both sides are taking advantage of this free time to rest.
Zhou Weiguo picked up his rifle and was helping to repair the machine gun position.
He knew that the next battle would probably be even more brutal.
"Batalion Commander, reinforcements are coming." Hu Yong's shout not far away made Zhou Weiguo turn around and look over.
Nearly two battalions of troops were taking over the trenches. Zhou Weiguo looked at the figures coming over, one of whom was the original commander of the third battalion.
At the beginning, I was in the same group, but at the Nanjing Railway Station, I was assigned to the spy camp, so I never met them again.
"Old Zhou, we're coming up to take your place. You guys go down quickly to rest. The Japanese army is coming with additional troops, two brigades."
The elders of the third battalion started shouting from a distance.
One brigade could no longer bear it. If there were two brigade, there would be no bones left to survive. Zhou Weiguo was not that hypocritical, but looked back at the remaining soldiers beside him; "Hand over the position, we
Withdraw rest."
There are not many people left. They are sparse. Adding up the wounded soldiers who came down at the same time, there are only about 170 people left. Including those who were evacuated earlier, there are less than 270 people left. One day.
During the battle, half of the secret service battalion was depleted.
This made Zhou Weiguo extremely distressed.
The troops withdrew to a forest behind the current division headquarters for rest and replenishment.
The soldiers, who had not gotten much rest all day, arrived at a safe place. The soldiers didn't even bother to set up tents. They all fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Zhou Weiguo's eyes turned red when he looked at the thick stack of armbands that Zhou Jin handed him. This armband represents the disappearance of a young life. Each armband announces that a family will be heartbroken. Some of them may be parents,
Some of them are their own wives.
"Zhou Jin, be sure to take these things back and give them to their families. Their children are very brave and brave. The Japanese soldiers they fought did not dare to cross our camp's position."
Zhou Jin snorted slightly. This was the first time Zhou Weiguo saw this thin man's eyes shed tears.
The resting Secret Service Battalion did not receive the task of fighting again. Two days later, the additional troops from the direction of Nanjing were planned to arrive at the Secret Service Battalion. The 600-man battalion was definitely the first quota among the 74th and 58th Divisions.
Four infantry companies, one machine gun company, plus a combat artillery platoon, communications squad and sanitary platoon, totaling 600 people, gave Zhou Weiguo the confidence.
He estimated that if his weapons were better, he could fight head-on with a large Japanese army on the battlefield.
"Zhou Jin, Hu Yong, let the veterans teach their experience in battlefield registration and combat. This will help them survive." Zhou Weiguo put down the list and looked at the two company commanders in front of him.
Hu Yong and Zhou Jin nodded in agreement; "Okay, we will make arrangements right away."
As soon as the two left, Zhou Weiguo closed his eyes slightly to rest. He knew clearly that fighting had already begun over Luodian. The 51st Division and the 18th Army were conducting a counterattack in Luodian. The 58th Division was also cooperating and was located north of Luodian.
A brigade position was launched to attack, trying to contain or attract the Japanese army to disperse its forces.
However, attacking Luodian is not easy. The Japanese army deployed a division, an army and a division to capture Luodian. It is difficult. Moreover, the Japanese army also has the support of the navy and aviation, which makes it even more difficult.
But there is nothing I can do, so it is better to use this time to rest and prepare for the next battle.
Da da da……
The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded outside, and Zhou Weiguo opened his eyes. The messenger from the division headquarters had already entered his camp.
"Battle Commander Zhou, the division headquarters wants you to come over immediately." The ordering soldier saluted and then addressed Zhou Weiguo, who was sitting on the chair.
Zhou Weiguo stood up and nodded; "Okay, I'll be there right away."
After watching the messengers leave, Zhou Weiguo walked out of the camp and looked up at the gloomy sky. Needless to say, he knew that the secret service camp, which had been resting for a few days, would probably go to the battlefield again.
I just don’t know what kind of task the division headquarters will give me this time.·