At night, Lu Yingjun lay on the top of the mountain, carefully observing the terrain of the gun tower. Wei Dayong lay beside him, reporting the detected situation to Lu Yingjun.
"Captain, two brothers and I secretly fired cold shots at the Japanese turret last night to test the firepower of the turret."
"The enemy has two machine guns, one is Czech and the other is crooked. There is no heavy machine gun."
"There is a squad of puppet troops and a small detachment of Japanese soldiers. The number of soldiers should not exceed 30 people."
Li Yunlong distributed flamethrowers and bazooka rocket launchers to the Sword Special Forces.
Lu Yingjun allowed most of the team members to master the use of flamethrowers and bazookas in the shortest possible time.
The flamethrower is simple to operate, but the conditions for use are relatively harsh. It must be close to the enemy within 20 meters to have a killing effect. Moreover, the person operating it is also very dangerous. Once the nitrogen tank is hit, it will inevitably be set on fire.
Although the maximum range of the Super Bazooka can reach more than 800 meters, the effective range is about 200-300 meters, and the proficiency of the shooter who launches the rocket launcher is relatively high.
After reporting to Li Yunlong, Lu Yingjun led the Sword Special Forces and rode to the Yuliao Highway at night, preparing to find the Japanese gun towers and test the power of flamethrowers and rocket launchers.
This power test was conducted under top-secret conditions. Only Li Yunlong and the Sharp Sword Special Forces knew about it, not even the political commissar Zhao Gang.
As early as last night, Wei Dayong and two team members had stepped in advance.
"Where is the nearest reinforcement?" Lu Yingjun asked, "How long will it take to arrive?"
"The only reinforcements that can come here are from the county seat of Liao County." Wei Dayong said, "It has to be more than twenty miles away. It will take the Japanese infantry an hour to arrive."
"But I see there are ruts on the ground. The devils in the county town have tricycles and big trucks, so the time will be much shorter. It can be reached in half an hour."
"These devils have become demons and buried the telephone wires in the ground. We can't find them."
Lu Yingjun glanced at Wei Dayong in surprise. This guy's reconnaissance was quite meticulous.
"Half an hour... is enough for us to take down this blockhouse." Lu Yingjun said in a leisurely tone.
When he was in the Southern Hebei Military Region, what he dealt with the most were the Japanese artillery towers. There were not as many mountains in southern Hebei as there were in southeastern Shanxi. The Japanese artillery towers could easily be built on the highway, dividing the base area into several small pieces, and pulling them out at once.
During the battle of the Japanese bunker, Lu Yingjun reached out and pulled out the light machine gun that was firing in the bunker, including the gun and the Japanese.
Lu Yingjun had his own method for demolishing the enemy's bunkers and gun towers.
When he was in the Jinan Military Region, the communications company he led demolished many gun towers and bunkers, but the sacrifices were relatively high because they did not have the weapons to attack the enemy.
If you attack by force, casualties are likely to occur, because war has its own unique laws, and casualties are inevitable.
The regiment leader often said that every member of these sword squads was his treasure, and he would not change them even if they were given to the battalion commander.
Through the blur, Lu Yingjun raised his telescope and carefully looked at the terrain around the turret, and a plan emerged in his mind.
"However, our mission this time is to test the power of new weapons. There is no need to destroy this turret."
Lu Yingjun called over the captains of the three combat teams. The captains of the first to third combat teams were Wei Dayong, Wang Xikui and Li Changshun respectively.
Each combat team consists of 11 captains and 10 team members. Each team has a sniper and a Bren-type light machine gun. The remaining team members are equipped with submachine guns.
The four of them gathered together. Lu Yingjun picked up a branch nearby and drew a simple sketch on a flat place.
"Now, let me assign combat tasks."
"Our sharp sword detachment currently has three combat teams."
"Our plan is divided into three steps. First, the third battle will be carried out from the west side to a position 400 meters away from the gun tower."
"Then the third combat team stopped here and prepared for fire suppression. The light machine guns of the first combat team were used by the third combat team."
The distance of 400 meters is far beyond the effective shooting range of submachine guns. Only light and heavy machine guns can implement fire suppression.
Li Changshun nodded. From 400 meters away, he could try to use a sniper rifle to kill the machine gunner in the turret, but it would require a good position and angle, and he could not guarantee a 100% hit. Of course, the same goes for Wang Xikui and Cao Jinwang.
Lu Yingjun continued.
"The second combat group moved into the north side 400 meters away from the gun tower."
"Your mission is the same as that of the third combat group, responsible for suppressing fire and attracting fire."
"The first combat team carried rocket launchers and flamethrowers from the east side of the gun building to a range of 200 meters, waiting for an opportunity to test the power of the new weapons."
Among the entire sharp sword unit, Wei Dayong had the best performance in operating rocket launchers, so the task of testing new weapons was left to him.
After Lu Yingjun finished talking about the plan, he threw the branch away and glanced at everyone, "The rocket launcher can fire up to 3 rockets. We will withdraw regardless of whether we can take out the turret."
"Do you all understand your respective tasks?"
The three of them shouted in a low voice, "Understood!"
The three team captains returned to their respective combat teams and issued combat missions to their team members.
About three minutes later, more than thirty figures slid down the slope silently and slowly moved towards the watchtower.
Five hundred meters away, Lu Yingjun raised his hand and spoke special operations sign language backwards, and everyone immediately stopped advancing and hid in the darkness.
Lu Yingjun raised the Zeiss telescope and looked again. This time the distance was closer and the view was clearer.
This is a Japanese medium-sized turret with a standard structure. It has a cylindrical structure. Through the dim light in the turret, you can see that the dense walls are covered with gloomy shooting holes. This shows that the walls are thicker, with at least three layers of fire bricks. The top layer is
The shooting hole is about the same size as the two floors below, which means there are no heavy machine guns in this gun building.
There are trenches set up by the Japanese and puppet troops outside the gun towers. Needless to say, there are mines, bamboo spikes and other traps buried in the trenches. There is a circle of barbed wire above the trenches.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The firepower of this defensive turret and two light machine guns is enough to scare away an Eighth Route Army battalion that lacks ammunition and offensive weapons.
Putting down the telescope, Lu Yingjun made two more combat signs, and the team split into three small streams from a pool of water, slowly flowing towards the gun tower from different directions.
During the entire process, the special forces advanced in strict accordance with the mutually covering infiltration combat formation, and all communications between team members were conveyed in sign language.
The third and second combat teams quickly successfully reached the 400-meter position from the west and north.
Li Changshun and Wang Xikui each used combat sign language, and the team members stopped one after another, each found a hidden position and lay down, raised their guns, and aimed in the direction of the gun tower.
Lu Yingjun followed the first combat team and quickly reached a position 230 meters away from the turret from the east.
Woof woof woof——
At this moment, the big yellow dog in the turret suddenly started barking.
Lu Yingjun and the first combat team immediately lay down on the ground to hide. The Japanese and puppet troops cut down all the crops and trees within a kilometer radius, leaving the ground bare.
This is also the reason why Lu Yingjun chose to attack at night, because it is too easy to be exposed during the day.
The searchlight on the turret suddenly turned on, and a huge beam of light shot out from the top of the turret, which looked extremely dazzling under the blurry night sky.
However, the moment the searchlights came on, a gunshot was heard almost simultaneously from the west and north sides of the turret.
Li Changshun and Wang Xikui fired at almost the same time. With two crisp "ding ding" sounds, the searchlight shattered and the night sky returned to darkness.
The Japanese and puppet soldiers in the gun tower were frightened by the sudden sound of gunfire.
Ta da da, da da, da da da...
About ten seconds later, two long tongues of flame spurted out from the firing holes of the turret, and bullets were sprayed out as if they were free.
Third, the second combat group also fought back without showing any signs of weakness. Wang Gen of the third combat group produced a large grenade, pulled the match and threw it forward, and then threw the second and third grenades unhurriedly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Continuous explosions occurred outside the turret, and the gunshots were also loud like exploding beans. They were responsible for suppressing and attracting fire. Naturally, the louder the noise, the better.
The sound of crackling bullets was immediately heard from the turret. The Japanese and puppet troops inside panicked and immediately separated the two light machine guns, one shooting to the north and the other to the west.
The sound of machine gunfire, submachine gunfire, and the explosion of grenades soon intertwined. The two sides were fighting lively, but no one was hit.
Just when Wang Xikui and Li Changshun were each looking for a suitable angle and sniping point, they were sniping at the Japanese machine gun fire points in their respective directions.
Lu Yingjun and the first combat team took advantage of this gap and crawled forward for more than 30 meters, arriving at a distance of 200 meters from the gun tower.
"Captain, just stay here." Wei Dayong whispered to Lu Yingjun in a low voice.
The target of the turret is very large, and it is a fixed target. It has a distance of 200 meters, and the hit rate of hitting it with a rocket launcher is very high.
300 meters is not impossible, but it is night and the visibility is too low. It takes luck to hit the turret in front of you, and the hit rate is not high.
"Okay!" Lu Yingjun turned around and said, "Cover!"
All the team members spread out in an arc, crawled on the ground, and lifted up the guys in their hands.
Wei Dayong took off the two disassembled bazooka rocket launchers from his back, assembled them at a very fast speed, opened the bipod, and then opened the pole in front of the shoulder rest.
He quickly put it on the ground. Wei Dayong had practiced this set of moves dozens of times and was very skilled at it.
Duan Peng took out a high-explosive armor-piercing round from the ammunition box, pulled out the safety pin, then loaded the rocket into the barrel, then took out the wire from the tail of the rocket and connected it.
Duan Peng patted Wei Dayong on the shoulder, indicating that the loading was complete and ready for launch. Then he avoided the fan-shaped area behind the rocket as quickly as possible to prevent being burned by the high-pressure gunpowder gas sprayed at the rear of the rocket launcher. According to the instruction manual
Various precautions are written.
Wei Dayong lay prone on the ground, put his shoulder against the shoulder rest, opened the optical sight, and slowly adjusted the scale in front to 150 meters.
Holding the handle with his right hand, his index finger on the trigger, and holding the pole with his left hand, Wei Dayong's eyes flashed sharply. He aimed at the turret and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
After a strange noise, the rocket quickly shot out of the rocket launcher, and a dark red rocket trail instantly flashed across the dark night sky.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
This chapter has been completed!