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Chapter 1104 You can't pretend to be like that on the battlefield

Liu Tuanzuo smiled because he heard the familiar sound of an aircraft engine.

That kind of aero engine that makes a thick and powerful roar was developed after he personally went to the Empire where the sun never sets and discussed with Rolls-Royce technicians. The power of 1,200 horsepower is not the Nakajima Tobacco 41 of the Imp 96 fighter jet.

The 710 horsepower air-cooled engine can't match it.

If it was the Little Japanese's Type 96 fighter jet, their figures should have appeared by now when the sound was heard so clearly.

Obviously, Zhou Dapeng led his war eagles and arrived at the battlefield on time, even before the Japanese air force arrived. They were at a high enough altitude that no one could see them.

A thousand meters away from the laughing Liu Tuanzuo, the Japanese Major General Brigade Commander Kametsuki Yoshio also had a smile on his face.

The heavy sound of aircraft engines came from high in the sky like the sound of nature, which meant that the Imperial Army Air Force's fighter planes had arrived on the battlefield.

In two minutes at most, they will swoop down from the sky like eagles. The Chinese who are hiding on the ridge and have the advantage to shoot at the 40th Infantry Brigade will be like a group of pitiful chickens.

They fled helplessly amid the roar of the hawk machine gun.

But no matter how they tried to escape, it was all in vain. Unless they had the courage to rush down the mountain and fight the Imperial Army at close range.

But, is that useful?

Although he was beaten for a long time, last month Yoshio never thought that the imperial warriors under his command would not be the opponents of the "Tubal Road", even if the opponent's mortars were unexpectedly numerous, and the machine rifles had unexpectedly powerful firepower, and the soldiers

His tactical literacy and discipline are surprisingly strong.

Since the Sino-Japanese War of 1891-1898, the tiny island country has fought consecutive battles against China and has not lost for decades. This is the confidence brought by countless victories. It is not just that the independent regiment has the upper hand now.

The Japanese invaders who were surrounded were so distraught that they were willing to admit defeat.

What's more, their biggest trump card finally appeared.

In the sky of Shanxi, the only thing that can soar is the Imperial Japanese Eagle painted with the sun flag.

"Hey Xi, although the eagles of the Army Aviation arrived a little late, it is not too late. I ordered each squadron not to advance rashly and to defend their positions. If the Chinese people rush down the mountain, let them see the Empire of Japan.

The imperial army is so powerful. When the imperial eagles crush the stubbornness of the Chinese people, it will be the time for our army to launch a full-scale counterattack." At this time, Liangfu's face was no longer pale, his hands were no longer shaking, he stood upright and wore a

Wearing white gloves and holding the command knife, he looks like a general who is commanding with determination.

"Also, inform the division headquarters that the 38th Aviation Wing has arrived on the battlefield. Our 40th Infantry Brigade will launch a counterattack against the Chinese in fifteen minutes. Please wait for news of our victory, Division Commander.

"The Army Major General, who had regained his strength, ordered to the communications staff officer who was following the brigade and regiment headquarters.

"Hi!" All the Japanese officers and soldiers surrounding the brigade commander bowed their heads.

They must praise the brigade commander for his awesomeness. This terrible habit of praising even if he is dead is the inherent awe of subordinates towards their superiors in the Japanese army, even on the battlefield.

It is said that if you show off on a rainy day, you will be struck by lightning, but if you show off on the battlefield, you will be struck by bullets and cannonballs.

Gou Wu is from Tongguan, Shaanxi Province. Five years ago, Lang Tuanzu pretended to be a bad guy in Tongguan and beat the Gou family of Tongguan into obedience. He was regarded as a younger brother. In order to hold on to the independence group, the Gou family, a local snake in Tongguan, came to

Tongguan recruited troops on a large scale and selected 500 strong Shaanxi men to join Sichuan as new recruits for the independent regiment.

Unfortunately, there is no mention of Gou Wu in this story. As the fifth eldest son in the family, Gou Wu has 4 older brothers and 3 younger brothers. He is definitely a role that is not taken seriously in the family. He gave birth to 8 sons in one breath.

Lao Gou's family didn't even bother to give him a name and just called him Gou Wu.

The idea that there is strength in numbers cannot really be applied to the impoverished land of China at that time. Logically speaking, the Gou family, whose family only had a few acres of thin farmland, could be considered middle peasants, but they were faced with more than a dozen people who wanted to eat.

And most of them are young men who can eat more than half a catty in one meal, and they can't keep their mouths shut. Growing up in such an environment, Gou Wu was not even a strong man, but even talking about bean sprouts was just talking about him.

Plump.

Naturally, Tongguan was not much better after the great disaster in Shaanxi in 1931. The prosperous Gou Wu family was suddenly reduced to a depleted population. Their grandparents, parents, and three of their four brothers also starved to death. Since then,

Now, there are only two younger brothers left. If it weren't for their parents and older brothers who would rather starve to death than save the food, the two younger brothers would also have starved to death.

Gou Wu was lucky. Although he was skinny, he was very clever. At the age of 18, he happened to go out to Yunnan with a traveling businessman as a waiter. It was more than a year later when he returned home.

When he came back, he found that there were only three people left in the family of twelve. The only surviving 26-year-old brother, Gou Da, sold himself to the Gou family and became a servant in order to support his two younger brothers.

Gou Defu, a playboy who was trained in the independent regiment, went to join the army together.

With the ten yuan that I had saved hard for a year in Yunnan, plus the twenty yuan that my eldest brother left after selling himself as a servant, and the military pay that my eldest brother would entrust the Gou family caravan to bring back every three months,

It was not a problem for Gou Wu to support his two younger brothers who were 12 or 13 years old. He was even living a pretty good life in the local area.

However, in June of 1933, the eldest brother's military pay came back slightly, but along with it came the news that the eldest brother had been killed at the Great Wall and his urn.

The cooking squad led by the former dandy Gou Defu lost 6 people in the battle, but only two survived. Gou Da was one of the 6 killed in the battle.

The pension and reward of up to NT$300 dazzled the eyes of the 19-year-old young man and the two young boys, but it also made them cry for several days. They knew that the mellow and solid elder brother would never come back.

Damn God, they took away their parents and brothers, but what’s even more damnable, the Japanese took away their only support.

With his two younger brothers, Gou Wu traveled to the southwest and Sichuan with the Gou family's caravan, and participated in the public memorial meeting of the Independence Regiment.

It was like entering a new world. For the first time, Gou Wu, who had always only worried about his belly, knew what country was, what home was, and what country was. The fat man in military uniform was not handsome, but he

Standing in front of everyone, he was impassioned and deafening, and his body seemed to be filled with light. The grief-stricken Gou Wu actually felt that his eldest brother's death was not a loss. He allowed so many important people to take off their hats and bow in front of his tombstone, and he also

He killed at least three Japanese, he is a hero.

Especially, when they saw the more than 2,000 soldiers present, whether they were the highest commander, Commander Liu, or the disabled soldiers sitting on the cart without legs, or even the officers without hands, they all raised their right hands high and put them to their ears.

The moment he touched his eyebrows, he felt as if the blood all over his body was boiling and he was trembling all over.

There was only one voice in his mind, he wanted to join the army and fight the little devils like his elder brother.

He could never explain this feeling, even if he found the military commissary and finally got permission to wear the military uniform because he was a martyr brother. It was not until a long time later that he understood that that feeling was called honor and loyalty.

Honor and loyalty belong to the military.

Honor for bravery and fearlessness, loyalty for country and nation.

The two younger brothers were taken care of by the Gou family. The eldest brother's pension and his military pay were enough for them to grow up without any worries. Gou Wu joined the army and joined the independent regiment without hesitation.

The 19-year-old young man worked very hard. In 4 years, he was transformed from a second-class soldier to a first-class soldier. He was promoted from a first-class soldier to a sergeant one month before the expedition. He was also among the best among the soldiers of the same year.

Now, he is a mortarman in the infantry platoon's fire squad.

In the independent regiment, an infantry squad or firepower squad has at least 3 sergeants, and some squads even have sergeants. The sergeant does not hold a military position and is just a top soldier. This is nothing new in the independent regiment, but the salary is quite high.

, the salary of some senior sergeants is not much less than that of second lieutenants.

That 60mm small cannon was developed and equipped by the regiment in the past two years. The caliber of the cannon is not large, but it is very practical. The total weight is only 18 kilograms. With sufficient nutrition, it has become a typical Guanzhong man Gou Wuyi with a height of 1.75 meters.

A person can walk as fast as he can while carrying it, and the range is as high as 1,500 meters.

With only three ammunition carriers to follow, his mortar team of four people can carry a base of 40 rounds of artillery shells and 60 cannons to provide fire support to the brothers in the infantry squad within a range of more than 1,000 meters.

After four years of training, he was finally going to fight the Japs. Unlike other recruits who had never been on the battlefield, Gou Wu was very excited to avenge his eldest brother and understand honor and loyalty. The eldest brother had won the

With a gun, he killed three, but now he has a cannon, so why not kill thirty more?

The large-caliber 82 was forced to fire at the Japanese invaders several hundred meters from the rear of the battlefield. The small artillery equipped with each fire squad was required to move with the infantry squad to support the frontline operations.

So when the war started, the sergeant mortar operator regarded himself as an infantryman. He ran with a 60-gun gun at a speed even faster than the infantry. The infantry platoon leader was speechless. What are you planning?

Charge with a cannon?

Of course it is advantageous to shoot down from the ridge, but this is not necessarily the case. There are many more blind spots than the gunners imagined.

Many of the Japanese grenade launchers were hiding in invisible corners, firing a few grenades on the mountain ridges and then escaping, which was really hateful.

Gou Wu, who was a little annoyed, took an observer and ammunition hand with 10 rounds of artillery shells, and sneaked halfway up the mountain with the small cannon, looking around for those cunning targets.

A few hundred meters away, with gunpowder smoke everywhere and several hills separated, a group of officers were surrounded by white gloves and command knives that were showing off on the battlefield. Gou Wu could not actually see clearly.

The only thing he could see clearly was that there seemed to be a lot of khaki military uniforms in that area. If one shot passed by, he would probably kill four or five of them!

Yes, what the sergeant of the Independent Regiment is thinking about at this moment is just to kill a few more Japs. The more people gather in a location, the greater the chance that his beloved 60 will be lucky.

The maximum rate of fire can reach 18 rounds per minute, which is enough to shoot out all 10 rounds of artillery shells carried in one minute.

Then, he can run away.

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