"Attention, the Four Elements Demon King can speak Japanese, everyone must not speak loudly when asking and answering passwords..."
This incident made Zhang Sixing, who led Lu Feizhang's subordinates, extremely depressed.
"Bo..."
It was nighttime, as if the flares were fired after Double Eleven. Not only that, but the Japanese searchlights also swept around. Not only did the area around the battle line shine brightly, but even the distance between one patrol detachment and another patrol detachment was illuminated.
No more than five minutes.
"What kind of disease do the Japanese have? They are all soldiers. How can they send patrols like this? The infantry can't attack at all. Should we destroy their tanks?"
"What are you doing? This is your guerrilla habit and you need to change it."
Zhang Sixing answered Lu Feizhang's inquiry in a very low voice into the walkie-talkie.
According to his idea, when he came out of the mountains at night, he would either take out the Japs' heavy artillery or set fire to their infantry camp. But looking at the situation now, the Japs were completely on guard.
They didn't even attack the 58th Division's front at night. Are they waiting for reinforcements?
There are only my parachute school and the 58th Division here, and together they don't have as many people as your Sixth Division. Why are you so afraid? Why don't you just attack.
Zhang Sixing, who had been waiting on the mountain for a whole day, also realized that the Japanese Sixth Division might have been beaten painfully since yesterday. However, the Japanese probably did not know that the "107 high-level and flat dual-purpose rocket launcher" in Zhang Sixing's hand did not have many shells.
Sent.
Otherwise, if we attack the enemies on both sides today, there would be no need to burn eggs. The submunitions of a clay grenade would have caused more casualties to the Japanese.
Alas, a clever woman can't make a meal without rice. I don't have any ammunition for the rocket launcher. This is really bad. If the Japanese heavy artillery escapes, the subsequent battle will be difficult to fight.
As for tonight, after going down the mountain, I can't go back empty-handed.
"Pass it down, prepare the sling, and use tear gas."
Naturally, Hansen, who liked the night attack, would not let it go, and even followed Zhang Sixing to do it - after passing through the night attack, he gave the night attack a name - "Charming Night Attack".
The sling is one of the ancient throwing weapons. The advantage of night attacks is that it is silent. Of course, modern battlefields do not throw stones, but standard-looking clay porcelain grenades.
The difference from other clay-porcelain grenades is that this thing has a very simple impact fuse. A bullet with the warhead removed, a nail and a small handful of hemp rope.
When a clay-porcelain grenade is thrown into the air, the top-heavy nature of the nails and shells will ensure that the fuse falls to the ground, and then...
At this moment, Zhang Sixing and the others were only about a hundred meters away from the Japanese military camp. Regardless of the searchlights and flares, it was actually not easy to see clearly from a hundred meters away at night.
As the flare fell and the new flare did not rise, Zhang Sixing suddenly stood up. Then he filled the sling's bomb bag with an earthenware grenade, and then circled the sling three times over his head like a herdsman.
The slings in the hands of the people who stood up in the darkness were only circled three times above their heads, and then thrown out together. No one needed to give orders, and no one needed to order them. They only needed to circle them three times.
After more than ten days of high-intensity training, this movement has become almost instinctive for the soldiers.
After all, in the paratrooper school, in addition to reconnaissance, night raids are also the highlight of the reconnaissance battalion. It is for this reason that their training is extremely different from that of ordinary infantry.
"Bo"
With a soft sound, flares illuminated the sky, but Zhang Sixing and the others, who had already crouched down, had blended into the color of the grass on the earth. Even if the searchlight swept over them, it was impossible to tell the difference between the camouflage and the grass from a hundred meters away at night.
difference.
"Boom boom..."
A small explosion sounded, and clouds of khaki smoke rose up.
Zhang Sixing did not intend to carry out mass destruction, but creating chaos at night was more important. Just like the stampede incident, chaos at night may cause more casualties than shooting with a gun.
Of course, this does not mean that we will not use guns to deal with the Japanese soldiers who are camping, but it is just that the time has not yet come.
But at this moment, a series of Japanese voices sounded from somewhere in the Japanese military camp, neat and majestic, like a group of monks chanting sutras.
"You are not allowed to leave foxholes and trenches. All shadows operating on the ground will carry out indiscriminate attacks."
This time Zhang Sixing understood, and the Sixth Division strengthened its defense against his favorite night attack.
You are not allowed to come out of the trench at night, so anyone moving outside the trench must be the enemy, and you can just attack them directly with fire.
Damn it, this is the nighttime camp discipline that the US Marine Corps will implement when they are in great pain from the enemy's night attack in the future. Now it's better, Zhang Sixing forced it out long in advance.
Especially if my rocket launcher is out of ammunition, with your level of defense, you will all be cremated.
If it wasn't to help cover the 58th Division, why would he only have anti-aircraft rocket eggs on hand? Although there was no air attack today, Zhang Sixing still did not dare to change the anti-aircraft rocket into a ground attack weapon as suggested by others.
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He deeply understood that although the "107 high-level and flat dual-purpose rocket launcher" was more suitable for dealing with infantry, in the defense battle of Jinling without air cover, air defense was more important than ground attack.
But...
The shouting sounds in the Japanese army's position became chaotic, and with the cold night wind came the sound of Japanese soldiers coughing wildly.
As the night wind blew across the battlefield, khaki smoke dispersed in the Japanese military camp, more coughs started, and finally someone screamed for the first time in the night,
"Toxic gas...ahem..."
The image of soldiers quickly putting on gas masks appeared in his mind, and Zhang Sixing wanted to laugh:
Bullshit gas, this is just a non-lethal weapon, which is the pepper spray used by the police in the future. Like pepper spray, it is a non-lethal incapacitation weapon.
The characteristic of this thing is that you will cough after you smell it. The more you cough, the wider your mouth will open. The wider your mouth opens, the more you will inhale, and the more uncomfortable it will be. It is the kind of cough that cannot be controlled.
And what is certain is that the gas filter canister, for this clay-based tear gas egg, will have to block the gas mask after using it for a while.
The only correct interest is the visor that Zhang Sixing and the others are wearing. When the canister is not installed, the function of this thing is to wear several thick masks.
While Zhang Sixing was enjoying the sound of the Japanese coughing, Lu Feizhang's report came over the walkie-talkie.
"Sir, the Japanese armored forces are dispatched. There are not many infantry accompanying them. Their legs are too short to run tanks and armored vehicles."
Zhang Sixing, who was lying on the ground, looked at the scorching military camp in front of him, dug like a mass grave, and whispered orders into the walkie-talkie.
"If you can grab it, grab it. If you can grab it, tell me and I will send the Belarusian driver over. But if you can't grab it, don't grab it. Just light it up for him. You can run fast anyway."