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Chapter 1083 Liu Lang's Ambition

After five minutes, Second Lieutenant Matsuda, who had no idea that he was trapped by the crosshair, finally couldn't help but poke his head towards the battlefield. After all, he was also the captain of an infantry team commanding more than 40 people. Without observing the battlefield situation, it would be useless.

It doesn't make sense. Maybe it will help in escaping!

At the same time, with a "bang!" sound, the Army Lieutenant General decisively pulled the trigger.

The bullet crossed a distance of 400 meters in 0.5 seconds, scraped against the edge of the rock, and against Captain Matsuda's helmet. It left a deep bullet mark on the helmet and hit a man ten meters away from Captain Matsuda.

On the stone.

Captain Matsuda trembled all over, almost peeing from the fright.

His caution saved his life in the end. Only five centimeters of the stone were exposed, and the helmet took up most of it. He actually just glanced sideways at the battlefield from the corner of his eye. That's all, and he almost died.

Second Lieutenant Matsuda was like an inseminated, no, frightened rabbit, retracting under the stone. If he was not targeted by the cannon, Second Lieutenant Matsuda would never show his head in the next two hours, even if

It was after the war that he was chopped alive by Lieutenant Colonel Hatori, who had already lost his sight.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Hatori appeared in Lieutenant Matsuda's mind. He was staring blankly ahead, without a telescope, and his face was blank.

The Battle of Jiuguan actually has little to do with him.

Lieutenant Colonel Hatori, who served as the frontline commander of the 77th Infantry Regiment. After three days of fighting, he devoted the entire infantry regiment of 3,000 infantrymen to attack the position in turns but failed to make any progress. He had long lost his former high-spiritedness and cruelty and was like a bad old man.

Most of them stood in the headquarters and stared blankly at the infantry attacking the front line of the position, and then being driven back without any suspense.

This kind of drama has happened countless times in the past three days.

No matter how hard he tried to recruit and how to inspire morale to organize a desperate squad, he couldn't do anything against the Chinese who were tougher than rocks on the battlefield.

Reconnaissance planes and bombers in the sky are always looking for the artillery units of the independent regiment. Once they smell the presence of the artillery, even if there are threats from three air defense positions around Jiuguan, they will swoop in like sharks smelling the smell of blood.

The mountains and forests turned into a sea of ​​fire.

In the past three days, up to 4 bombers have been shot down by the independent regiment's air defense position, but this tactic was also quite successful. Zhao Ergou's artillery battalion had to flee quickly after shelling the position for more than five minutes, otherwise it would be chased by Japanese planes.

to the trace.

The loss of strong support from mountain artillery did not make the Chinese counterattack on the position weaker. On the contrary, they became more tenacious. Moreover, the mortars hidden behind the mountains made the Japanese army even more frightened. Once the war broke out

In a stalemate, the rain of mortar shells can make them doubt their life.

Are they fighting the Chinese? Or the Third Reich?

Duizi? One life for another? Lieutenant Colonel Hatori has done this before. In order to show his excellent command ability, he organized a desperate team to rush to the position three times in a row, and then used artillery fire to blow both warring parties into powder. However,

The first to collapse was not the Chinese who rushed to the battlefield again and again, but the Imperial Japanese Army.

More than half of the infantry squadron captains have clearly rejected his military orders. If he does so again, what awaits him is likely to be a mutiny on the battlefield. As early as 24 hours ago, Colonel Li Dengxing came to the front line in person, although he did not say anything verbally

It was announced that he would be revoked from his position as frontline commander, but in fact it was a disguised cancellation.

Whether he wins or loses in the offensive and defensive battle at Jiuguan is not very important to him anymore. If nothing goes wrong, his position will only end with Lieutenant Colonel.

During the three-day war, he not only consumed all the trust placed in him by the infantry regiment commander, Colonel Kotogyuki, but also made the Japanese infantry on the front line hate him extremely. Including his own direct subordinates. They may be willing to fight for the "great Japanese Empire"

"Dedicate yourself, but never want to become a ladder for a certain lieutenant colonel to advance.

There is a remaining infantry squadron 400 meters in front of the main position of Jiuguan, working hard there, showing no sign of enterprising spirit as proof.

"Donkey Ball, this little devil is hiding very carefully." Zhao Shoushan, who missed his shot, couldn't help but angrily cursed in Shaanxi dialect.

"Hehe, then, we can only show our shame." Liu Lang took the semi-automatic rifle that Ye Zifei handed over and chuckled.

"I've long heard that Brother Liu's shooting skills are amazing. I want to observe them carefully. However, I think this little devil will not show his face. Brother, just don't let us wait too long." Although Zhao Shoushan said

The gun missed, but he didn't feel depressed at all. Instead, he said with a relaxed expression.

Although the fighting on both wings was fierce, as long as Liu Lang, the commander, was relaxed, Zhao Shoushan, who had already figured out Liu Lang's personality, knew that he would have a way to deal with it. Moreover, he could ask the Jindong Theater Command to let the 17th Division do it

There must be a reason for preparing a team for the Jiuguan position.

Thinking back to what he told himself last night: The revenge of Fululing will be avenged soon. Is it possible that there is still a chance to counterattack at Jiuguan? Thinking of this, the Army Lieutenant General's heart was burning.

However, the 105 howitzers of the Japanese invaders are not a vegetarian. Don't look at the fact that Jiuguan still has more than 2,000 troops in the Independent Regiment and the 772nd Regiment. In addition, there are more than 4,000 combatable troops in the 17th Division, which totals three infantry regiments. But

If they leave the position, the Japanese army's 12 howitzers and 12 field guns will disappear in a matter of seconds.

This was the most worrying point for the Army Lieutenant General who climbed up to the main position of Jiuguan to watch the battle. It was also the Army Lieutenant General's dream to personally report the bloodshed of 6,000 soldiers on Snowflake Mountain and Wulu Ridge for the country.

As for other things, the so-called winning or losing of bets, or the life or death of a frightened little Japs, were not considered by the Army Lieutenant General at all.

"Hey, don't worry, no matter how well the kid hides, as long as he's not wrapped in a tin can, he won't be able to escape my shot. However, whether he dies or not, it all depends on his luck." Liu Lang

He chuckled lightly, placed the semi-automatic rifle on the observation port, and squinted his eyes to lock the target through the crosshairs.

This is so arrogant! The adjutant of the 17th Division who couldn't help but borrow a telescope from Ye Zifei to look at the target was a little speechless. Could it be that his bullets can turn corners?

After taking aim for less than 30 seconds, Liu Lang fired at the rock where the Japanese could not be seen at all.

In other words, it was a rock next to a rock, and sparks suddenly appeared.

The three pairs of eyes behind the three telescopes were staring at the stone, expecting a miracle to happen.

They had more or less understood the purpose of Liu Lang's shot. He actually wanted to kill the enemy with an irregular ricochet.

Yes, Liu Tuanzuo's bullets can't turn, but who says the bullets can't bounce? But, this also depends on luck!

A sharpshooter can control the direction of the bullet, but he can't control the direction of the bullet's rebound. That thing is not a billiard ball.

They can only see but not hear 400 meters away.

"Baga!" Second Lieutenant Matsuda screamed. "First aid kit, I've been shot."

"Captain Matsuda, I'll be here right away." The superior soldier who quietly hid only ten meters away from Captain Matsuda responded to his immediate superior as quickly as possible.

The senior soldier has long regarded Lieutenant Matsuda as his gospel or talisman. It seems that as long as he is around, he can avert danger on the battlefield. Although Captain Matsuda drove him away, as the battle progressed, the senior soldier quietly returned.

Already.

Seeing the bullet holes in his injured leg, Second Lieutenant Matsuda burst into tears. He finally knew why he was so unlucky. He was able to get shot even though he hid so well, all because of the existence of this guy.

But at this moment, no matter whether this guy is unlucky enough, it's good to have a first aid kit. "Chihao-kun, it's too dangerous. You don't have to come over. Just throw the first aid kit over. I'll do it myself." I'm afraid of being shrouded in the halo of bad luck.

Second Lieutenant Matsuda hurriedly stopped the unlucky man from planning to come here in person.

"Captain Matsuda, you are so considerate of your subordinates." The Japanese soldier was moved to tears and crawled for several meters, throwing the first aid kit to Lieutenant Matsuda behind the stone.

Damn it, is this okay? The three pairs of eyes behind the telescope were collectively stunned.

Very simply, this action of the Japanese army can completely prove that Liu Tuanzuo's shot may not have killed the little Japanese, but it definitely hit the target.

Anyway, given the timid little devil's temperament, the purpose of asking for the first aid kit was definitely not to prepare for a charge with a white belt wrapped around it.

"Haha, Chief Zhao, I won!" Liu Lang laughed and threw the gun to Ye Zifei. His face returned to solemnity, and he pointed at the front and the Japanese soldiers who were shooting at each other on the position and said: "With these little devils alone,

It’s a joke to try to contain the main force of our main position!”

"Brother Liu, what do you mean?" Comrade Li was slightly startled and asked hurriedly.

Invited by Liu Lang, he came to the headquarters for a long time, and the real drama was finally about to come out. How could Comrade Li, who had been studying Liu Lang's command characteristics with great concentration, not be itchy? These three days of Jiuguan battle had made him open.

Vision, secretly also felt a little ashamed. If his subordinates had been so determined half a month ago, they wouldn't have lost Tianshui before even holding on for seven days, and almost had their heads used as scapegoats by the commander.

To be precise, he actually didn't even hold it for three days, if he didn't have a powerful commander who guarded Tianshui for seven days.

"The little devils are attacking in the east and in the west! They continued to attack Niangziguan and Jiuguan. In fact, they were just trying to create the illusion that our army was going to attack with a three-pronged approach. In fact, all their focus was on the right wing of Niangziguan to open up the frontier.

The important area of ​​Lvling is based on at least four infantry brigades, detouring around Fish Town, only rushing to the rear of Niangziguan, and attacking the main force in Niangziguan area from front to back. Look at them, 6 infantry squadrons, they are just the same as ours.

, It's just a bluff. After a while, I won't give them a chance to bluff." Liu Lang confidently pointed to the Japanese troops on the flanks and main position and said.

"Brother, what are your plans?" Zhao Shoushan seemed to have grasped something, but he couldn't believe it.

Because he knew that Liu Lang had already had a plan to deal with the 40th Infantry Brigade that detoured to Chaiyu Town, but now, could he...

"What I mean is, if you don't want to attack with three prongs, then we will do it with three prongs." Liu Lang looked at the Japanese invaders on the battlefield and sneered, and asked seriously: "Sir Zhao, I

They will kill his howitzers. When the time comes, do you, the 17th Division, dare to rush down the mountain with me and kill these Japs?"

"If the 17th Division can sacrifice 6,000 people at Fululing, then they dare to sacrifice all of them here, as long as they can kill the Japanese." Zhao Shoushan's answer was equally heroic.

"Okay, but we still have to wait for two days for the little devils over there to start taking action." Liu Lang grinned in amusement.

Showing a mouth of sharp white teeth.

Comrade Lao Li shuddered slightly, feeling inexplicably sad for the little devil in front of him.

When did the vicious little devil become like the food on the plate, eating it whenever he wanted?

Although Fatty Liu was a bit boastful, Comrade Li had no doubt that he could kill them.

Because he knew that just on the main position, in the tunnel, the Independent Regiment still had two infantry companies that had not been used. Including the two wings, there were at least six infantry companies.

They have been recharging their energy.

In such a difficult battlefield, there are still a large number of reserves. Perhaps his purpose from the beginning was not to hold on, but to counterattack!


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