The major, who looked thin but energetic, raised his eyes to look at Zhou Weiguo, picked up a pen and began to tell Zhou Weiguo's place of origin, age and education.
Zhou Weiguo finished telling Zhou Wen's age and place of origin one by one, paused for a moment, took out his Soochow University student ID card, put it on a dark table, and added: "I am a student of Soochow University."
When the major heard that Zhou Weiguo was a student at Soochow University, he couldn't help but look at him one more time, picked up his student ID card, looked at it, and put his student ID card down.
The major pondered for a moment, picked up a pen and lowered his head to write on a piece of paper for a moment. After writing, he took the seal from the side, stamped it and handed it to Zhou Weiguo casually: "Go to the back to collect your military uniforms. Meet here, someone will take you.
past."
After thanking the major, Zhou Weiguo walked towards the room pointed by the major that looked like a warehouse. He lowered his head and looked at the paper in his hand.
Zhou Weiguo, commander of one company and one platoon of the third battalion of the 88th Division.
How could it be platoon leader? Did the major write down incorrectly?
Zhou Weiguo turned around slightly and wanted to ask, but the soldier in charge of distributing supplies in front shouted, and he could only hand the note to an officer in charge of distributing military uniforms with confusion.
After the officer read the note, he turned around and left to get a set of light green military uniforms and a second lieutenant collar badge for Zhou Weiguo. He filled in the collar badge on his chest and handed it to Zhou Weiguo.
I really don't understand something.
Looking at his officer uniform and the assigned Mauser rifle.
Zhou Weiguo didn't understand why he was the platoon leader. When he saw a second lieutenant approaching, he quickly went over and asked with a smile what the reason was.
The second lieutenant's response made him understand. In the Shanghai conflict, both sides suffered heavy losses. Zhabei, guarded by the 88th Division, was the focus of the Japanese attack. Seventy-seven or eighty-eight front-line officers had died long ago. The division headquarters could not replenish it, so it ordered to recruit soldiers from among them.
Select some educated people to serve as front-line officers.
As a college student myself, there was no doubt that I would become a front-line commander.
A commander who might never come back if he goes up there.
Recalling the words of the departing lieutenant in horror, Zhou Weiguo looked at the military uniform in his hand and muttered: "Are you going to become cannon fodder?"
Shivering, he looked up towards Zhabei with cold eyes and thought to himself.
The bullets and cannonballs that want to kill me haven't been made yet.
With his excellent skills and abilities, Zhou Weiguo, who went to the battlefield after less than half a day's rest, not only did not lose any skin on the battlefield, but also because of his bravery in several battles, he killed a Japanese second lieutenant yesterday, and in addition
The first company commander was killed in action yesterday. He was promoted to acting commander of the first company.
He served as the acting company commander for less than half a day. The Third Battalion was ordered to go to Jinjiazhai to support and cooperate with friendly forces to completely annihilate the hundreds of Japanese troops entrenched in Jinjiazhai, thus defeating the Japanese army's attempt to occupy the temple and cutting off the 19th Route Army and the Fifth Army.
Contact plan.
After receiving the order, the Third Battalion set off at around four in the morning and arrived at Jinjiazhai at ten o'clock in the morning. They were assigned to the second offensive echelon, which was about 350 meters away from Jinjiazhai.
The artillery of the 88th Division is conducting a covering strike on the Japanese positions.
Amidst the sound of artillery, Zhou Weiguo, who was lying in front of a bomb crater waiting for the order to attack, felt that something was wrong.
During this period of fighting with the Japanese army, once their own artillery suppressed them, the Japanese army would soon use ten times the artillery shells to counter-suppress them.
But today.
This artillery has been firing for more than ten minutes, and there is no movement at all from the Japanese artillery. This is unreasonable.
He thought for a while and turned around to see Battalion Commander Wu Yong in the crater not far to his right, so he climbed over and said, "Batalion Commander, something is wrong?"
The third battalion commander, Wu Yong, was not only tall and thick, but also had a beard. With a fierce look on his face, he looked sideways at Zhou Weiguo and said, "What's wrong?"
There was something wrong, and he really couldn't tell. Zhou Weiguo lowered his head to think, but before he could think about it, the charge horn sounded behind him, and the first echelon of troops began to attack.
"You're just telling me, there's something wrong..." Wu Yong raised his voice an octave higher, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.
Chug tug tug...
chug……
The crisp sound of the Type 92 Japanese heavy machine gun rang out.
Zhou Weiguo hurriedly looked forward.
Two Type 92 heavy machine guns from the bunker formed a crossfire one after another, suppressing the charging army. More than 200 people in the first echelon were suppressed by the machine guns and were pinned to the ground unable to raise their heads.
A hundred meters behind the machine gunner, a group of Japanese artillery appeared, setting up the 92 Infantry Cannon. They were outside the mortar range, and the artillery of the 88th Division could not suppress them at all.
Zhou Weiguo made some calculations. If those infantry cannons opened fire, a large number of the suppressed soldiers in front would be killed.
"Commander Wu, I have orders from above to order your troops to attack immediately to meet the suppressed brother troops and cover their evacuation." The regimental messenger came to convey the order and supervised the execution in the third battalion.
After reading the order, Wu Yong took a deep breath and clenched his mouth and sighed as if he had given an order that he was not willing to accept; "Order, the first company to provide fire cover, the second and third companies to attack in a roundabout way, attract the enemy's firepower, let..."
"Batalion Commander, you can't fight like this. Not only will our brothers get in, but the troops in front will also come back." After hearing Wu Yong's arrangement, Zhou Weiguo interrupted.
The Japanese firepower points were deployed cross-wise, with a wide range of shooting angles. No matter whether they attacked or covered from any angle, they were within his range. The opponent was not a straw bag and would definitely use artillery to hit the suppressed infantry in front. It would be too late to attract firepower.
The only way.
The only way is to destroy their machine gunners and clear the obstacles to advance.
The army rushed in and got entangled with the Japanese bayonets. The Japanese artillery was also useless.
This battle is won.
Wu Yong didn't understand why Zhou Weiguo's suggestion was the most appropriate, and he also thought of this method.
However, at a distance of more than 300 meters, I can't kill the opponent's machine gunner at all. Let alone myself, currently the entire Fifth Army cannot find anyone who can kill the opponent's machine gunner at such a long distance. I can only
How about using this helpless method?
"I know what you mean, but..." Wu Yong sighed.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the Japanese machine gunner in the distance.
Licking his chapped lips, Zhou Weiguo put the rifle into his holster. He reached out and took a Mauser rifle from a soldier nearby. He pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet skillfully before turning on the auxiliary shooting device: "I'll try
Give it a try.”
What, he...he wants to give it a try, did I hear you right?
Wu Yong opened his mouth in surprise. How could he feel that he had heard the funniest sentence?
Zhou Weiguo in front of him seemed to want to hit the enemy's machine gunner from here.
Crazy, this is more than 300 meters, and the enemy's firepower is only the size of a copper coin. What is he kidding? Wu Yong's eyes widened with disbelief.
People around him wouldn't believe that he wanted to kill the enemy machine gunner with more than 300 meters.
Not to mention this regiment, not even the entire brigade, the entire division, or even the entire 5th Army, could not find such a person.
Unless...unless it's a god.
But Captain Zhou in front of him wanted to hit the opponent's machine gunner. Is this possible?
Zhou Weiguo didn't want to ignore the questioning and mocking eyes, he just thought about it.
The one who can quickly issue the order to rescue cannot be the regiment commander or even the division commander, but the few people in the bunker above. They must know the powerful relationship between this.
I don't want to take advantage of my nepotistic relationship with Commander Zhang to enter the army, but that doesn't mean I can't let him see my abilities.
Rather than starting in a place where no one knows, it is better to start now as the battalion commander and regimental messenger, and in this place where the headquarters can observe.
Kill the enemy machine gunner.
Firstly, it clears the obstacles, and secondly, once the higher-ups find out and send people to investigate, there will be no culprits.
Zhou Weiguo, who closed his eyes slightly, stuck out his tongue to test the direction of the wind.
The wind was from the southwest to the north, and the wind and humidity were not taken into account. Zhou Weiguo silently read the data, and then slowly moved the muzzle of the gun one inch to the right, and then raised the muzzle slightly upward.
Snapped……
Zhou Weiguo pulled the trigger amidst everyone's mocking and disbelieving eyes.
