"Two people have one frame of grenade. The person holding the periscope in front has to look at the circle on the mirror I just told you. The size of the circle is approximately how many meters..."
As Zhang Sixing spoke, there were already soldiers carrying grenade boxes and pouring them directly into the large wicker baskets.
The wicker frame is not as big as one box, and two boxes of grenades cannot be filled.
"The artillery team at the back should listen to the greetings of the people in front regarding distance and direction. Those who can't tell the difference between left and right should tie a towel on their right hand. Also, pay attention to the people shooting in front and don't hit their heads with grenades."
Speaking of this, Zhang Sixing added another sentence,
"Those who are observing from the front, please pay attention. You'd better get out of the way when someone from behind throws it."
In fact, after the "wonderful method of opening a hole", much smaller shooting holes have been opened in the wall. Almost no one thinks it is too dangerous to shoot at the window, and even those with periscopes will choose a small hole to look out.
However, the windows were not sealed, mainly for the heavy machine gun mounted on the flatbed truck.
Xie Jinyuan and Li Ruifu were overjoyed at Zhang Sixing's method. They looked at the people in the Sheepherd Artillery Team and saw that few of them were wearing M35 helmets. Their hearts suddenly felt lighter.
"Hey, this is a great idea."
The person who spoke was none other than the commander of the machine gun company. Since several machine guns were destroyed, most of those responsible for observation were his subordinates.
The sights of anti-aircraft machine guns are originally concentric circles of different sizes, used to measure the height of enemy aircraft. For ground use, it can be simpler. After all, the distance is only a hundred meters, and there is no height problem.
So after looking at the periscope made by Zhang Sixing, I immediately understood its function.
Moreover, the sheepherder artillery team guarding the grenade box was originally in the safest place in the middle of the warehouse. The soldiers observing from the front were hidden under any window sill or hole, with their heads not exposed at all.
To put it bluntly, it is a crude method of indirect shelling.
Just think about it, twenty or thirty people are throwing grenades constantly. It may be a little bit difficult to deal with the firepower, but it is really no better to deal with the attack of a dense formation.
The key is that the Sixing Warehouse was originally the headquarters of the 88th Division, and there were hundreds of boxes of ammunition including grenades, bullets, etc. that could not be taken away.
Soon the entire Sihang Warehouse became busy. If there was no anvil, we would just smash it on the cement floor. If we didn't have a hammer, we would just use a grenade with the explosive tube removed.
In fact, the bullet shell is quite thin, especially if it is placed on a fire and is easily smashed, it will become flat. Then, if you hit it with a bayonet, it can be easily divided into four parts.
Then the grenades in the Sihang Warehouse changed. A piece of sack was covered with bullet casing fragments, and the grenades were wrapped and tied with rope to form prefabricated fragments.
"Sir, you can really make do. This kind of grenade has a special fragmentation jacket on the outside."
To be precise, the German M24 grenade is an offensive grenade. When used, it mainly relies on the shock wave of the explosive to damage the enemy. In response to the shortcoming of too few fragments, the German army is equipped with fragmentation sleeves with prefabricated slots.
Hansen Raul was complaining about Zhang Sixing's unorthodox methods, but Zhang Sixing reached out to him.
"Go count the grenade boxes and prepare the frag holsters. I'll need them soon."
Blinking awkwardly, Hansen Raul stood at attention and agreed,
"Sir, I will call Berlin and ask them to airlift it overnight."
At the same time, in the Japanese frontline headquarters, Major General Isamu Xiongchuan had been banging the table for ten minutes.
Almost every time I say a word, I have to slap my hand heavily on the battle map.
"It's just a small four-row warehouse. I gave you two thousand Marines, but you were beaten back."
"Hi"
Captain Ryo Funagi stood there straight, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say a word.
In fact, I really wanted to blame the Major General Xiong Chuan in front of me for why I didn't catch him when that guy showed up.
Now he knew very clearly that the guy who helped the gang of soldiers surrounded by him escape and killed an infantry squad and an artillery squad of his was the same guy.
"It's really strange. Where can such a powerful warrior come from in the Chinese army? He is just...he is just like a devil."
At the moment, he has completely believed the reports of his subordinates. That guy will mutate into a human wolf, blend into the shadows, and stretch out his terrifying claws from the shadows at every unexpected moment.
No, it is impossible for the Chinese army to have such powerful fighters, but everyone knows that there is a German consultant in the Sixing Warehouse.
Perhaps like the Japanese kappa, it is quite reasonable for a human wolf to appear in the German advisory group.
Unlike Ryo Funagi, Zhang Sixing, whom Major General Kumagawa Isamu hated, was the one who caused the misunderstanding.
"Assholes, that guy and that German, they're both bastards."
Major General Isamu Xiongchuan was angry, like an annoyed child, and pushed all the battle maps and sundries on the table to the ground.
Captain Ryo Funagi stood upright without any expression, feeling somewhat contemptuous of the Major General in front of him:
He was afraid of committing seppuku to death, and he did not have the responsibility or courage of an imperial soldier.
A few hours ago, the death of the Army Military Police Major made the already tense relationship between the Navy and the Army even more difficult.
But while he was slandering, Captain Ryo Funacheng had his own problems to face in his heart.
The Marine Corps' operations went smoothly from the moment they landed ashore, but everything became so strange and unpredictable from last night. The problem he needed to face was how to break into the building.
After losing his temper, Major General Kumagawa Isamu walked back and forth for a few times and suddenly came to Colonel Ryo of Funagi.
Taller than Major General Isamu Kumagawa, Captain Funagi Ryo worked hard to maintain a neat military appearance. Even if he might be slapped, he could not lose the temperament of an imperial soldier.
Major General Kumagawa Isamu in front of him raised his hands, both hands together. Colonel Ryo Funagi closed his eyes.
However, the expected slap did not fall on his face. Instead, two hands slapped him hard on the shoulders.
"Ship City, please leave that warehouse, and that guy is the human wolf you mentioned must be captured. I will assign you a brigade of marines, and I will assign a few artillery squads and tanks to you. you."
When he heard such a firepower configuration, Captain Ryo Funagi's heart immediately fell back into his stomach.
In this way, the number of infantry available to him will reach 3,000, which is almost an infantry regiment. Not only that, but also corresponding artillery.
Originally, according to the army's infantry wing comparison, there should be four field guns, four infantry guns, and two external 37mm anti-tank guns. Unfortunately, since last night, two infantry guns have been lost.
Even so, the eight cannons should have dealt a heavy blow to the defenders of the four thousand warehouses.
The originally low confidence gradually showed signs of improvement in Colonel Ryo's mind in Funacheng, and then Major General Kumagawa Isamu used a more unique method to raise this confidence to the highest level.
"As far as I know, there are only two battalions of the Chinese army in the Sixing Warehouse, with an army of less than a thousand people. If such equipment cannot be obtained..."
He patted Ryo Funagi's shoulder heavily,
"If you still can't take down this kind of power, Funagi, you... you should commit seppuku and apologize to His Majesty the Emperor!"