When Li Jijin arrived at the front line with the main force of a platoon, and the main force of the first platoon had already come up with reinforcements, nearly 200 people from two infantry platoons were filled with murderous intent.
"There is no need to save ammunition for submachine guns, shell guns, and machine guns. I will crush them to death. All classes of precision shooters and bombardiers will be in place for me. I will give you the last ten minutes of target practice time! In ten minutes, the entire battalion will launch an attack on the Japanese defense line.
General attack." As soon as Li Jijin arrived at the front line, he issued a military order.
The dense gunfire on the position replaced the deafening sound of artillery, which allowed Boss Cao, who had gradually adapted to the battlefield, to gradually recover his hearing.
The young corporal was called by his second lieutenant platoon leader to go to the newly arrived seventh company commander Li Jijin. Boss Cao, who had regained some strength in his arm, originally planned to help the front-line infantry throw some grenades to deal with some of the soldiers who were still there.
The Japanese army was stubbornly resisting on the battlefield. To his embarrassment, he had no grenades on hand, and the two soldiers who were originally responsible for assisting him happened to leave.
After all, this is not a time for a complete victory. The Japanese army is just at a disadvantage, and the main trench position a hundred meters away is constantly providing them with fire cover, including machine guns, rifles, heavy machine guns, and even
Infantry artillery would occasionally fire at them.
It's just that the mortars of the Artillery Company of the Third Battalion are not a vegetarian. They are waiting for the Japanese infantry artillery to appear. When a target appears, it is often hit with more than a dozen shells. Even if it does not kill them, it can still scare them.
The Japanese 92 infantry artillery did not dare to shell continuously.
It's not that the Japanese artillerymen were timid, but that the Chinese mortar shells hit them easily, but they were unable to fight back against the Chinese mortar positions surrounded by a circular position.
Although the infantry cannon can also be used as a mortar by raising the muzzle, it has special skills. The main function of the infantry cannon is to destroy fixed fortifications and is used for attacking fortresses. It relies on a large curvature parabola to drop shells from the sky and hit the opponent's head.
They really don't have the skills to do it.
It was precisely because our own mortars completely suppressed the Japanese infantry artillery that more than 80% of the heavy machine guns of the third battalion dared to fire unscrupulously to suppress the trenches and the Japanese infantry stranded on the battlefield.
The Japanese infantry lying in a dilemma in the middle of the battlefield had to risk their lives to shoot at the officers and soldiers of the three battalions and companies under the cover of the trenches.
However, the conditions of the two parties are very different.
China's massive firepower output was just to prevent the Japanese troops from escaping the battlefield. It was mainly the precision shooters of each class who were able to effectively kill the Japanese infantry who wanted to bury their bodies in the ground.
They were all hiding behind hidden shooting holes. Even if the Japanese machine gunners on the opposite side discovered them, the two-layer thick sandbags would not be penetrated by light machine gun bullets.
Therefore, the precision shooters of the Seventh Company can focus 80% on killing the enemy, unlike the Japanese infantry who have to worry at any time that they will be swallowed up by a flood of bullets or fall from the sky.
The grenade exploded into a honeycomb.
In just one minute, seven or eight Japanese infantrymen were shot and killed by the precision shooters of the Seventh Company, but there were no casualties of their own.
If we continue at this rate, apart from wasting some bullets, the 7th Company will be able to kill the nearly 100 remaining Japanese troops in front of the position at basically no cost.
This may be one of the reasons why Li Jijin gave his subordinate ten minutes!
Another reason may be that the Seventh Company is not fully ready yet and is currently preparing to launch a general attack.
Who allowed the Japanese to come and strike first? The entire third battalion hadn't even finished breakfast!
So, Boss Cao, who was thinking about going to the trench behind to find some grenades, saw such a strange scene.
A group of engineers carried a large oil drum and were 'installing' it in a tunnel that should have been dug at the rear. The mouth of the huge oil drum was facing the front like a cannon barrel, making it look like it was a door cannon.
Boss Cao was stunned by this scene!
Boss Cao is a cook, but he is also a soldier. It’s not that he has never seen what a cannon looks like. Let’s not talk about it from a distance. He just said that the 82 mortar equipped by the artillery company of the battalion has a muzzle as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
It's a 4-pound cannonball.
The artillerymen blew water in a showy manner. Even though the cannonballs were small, just one "small" cannonball was enough to send half of the cooking class into the sky.
And how thick is this oil barrel? It’s more than enough to hold two adults like him inside!
If this counts as a cannon, then the cannonballs can't be as big as anyone's. What about playing?
Just when Boss Cao was a little confused about whether he should go up and disturb the engineers who were busy, a voice came from behind: "Uncle Cao, what are you doing here? Come here quickly, our company commander wants to see you."
As soon as Boss Cao turned around, Li Jijin, whose face was full of smoke, strode over from a corner of the trench, walked straight to Boss Cao, raised his hand and gave a military salute first.
This shocked Boss Cao.
Of course he knew Li Jijin. He was not only the number one general of the battalion commander Leng Feng, but also the favorite general of Tang Tuanzuo.
When he was still a recruit, he heard the veterans who trained the new recruits brag about the origin of the name Si Xing Regiment. That was when Tang Tuanzuo led a group of brothers to defend the Si Xing Warehouse and killed a Japanese colonel-level infantryman.
The honor of captaincy.
Needless to say, Deputy Lei Tuan was an awesome figure who once served as the commander of the regiment. Leng Feng and Battalion Commander Leng even competed with the regiment. Now they are regarded as the two giants of the Four Elements Regiment, and they have followed closely from the beginning.
Among the people behind the group, the veteran oil man Li Jijin is the one who gets mentioned the most.
It is said that it was he and Captain Yang of the Signal Company who 'captured' Tuan Zuo, a 'deserter' of the Sichuan Army, and brought him to Sihang Warehouse, which led to Tuan Zuo's comet-like rise.
How could such an outstanding person salute a little cook like him upon meeting him?
"Brother Cao, right? I heard from Xiao Tu that you are thirty-five years old this year, which is a few years older than me, Old Li. However, my military salute is not because of how many years older you are than me, brother.
"Yes." Li Jijin looked at the shocked Boss Cao and said with a smile on his face.
"I would like to thank the battalion headquarters cooking squad on behalf of our Seventh Company. Thank you for coming to support our Seventh Company and one platoon at the most dangerous time. You deserve this gift."
"But, Captain Li, it seems that our regiment's military regulations state that military salutes are not allowed on the battlefield..." Boss Cao, who was a little embarrassed after being played by Captain Li Dal, held it in for a while.
This is the answer.
Otherwise, this honest middle-aged man who was frightened by the boss really didn't know how to answer.
For a private like him, this military salute was really unbearable.
Damn it! The young corporal following behind really wanted to cover his head.
No wonder this guy was assigned to the cooking class because his bomb-throwing ability is so good? There is indeed a reason for this.
The scene was silent for a while, and finally Lao Li laughed to resolve the embarrassment: "Haha! Brother, it really makes sense for you to go to the cooking class. The buns you make will not be made like the stupid Lao Liu.
It’s all wild vegetables, and you even licked a piece of green lotus and said it was for rich nutrition, grandma, do you think I’m a fool! Wouldn’t adding more meat be better than anything else?”
"Squad Leader Liu was forced to do so. You can't blame him. The Military Supplies Department has not purchased meat for several days, and the battalion commander also requested that the entire battalion officers and soldiers must be well fed..." Boss Cao looked serious.
Explain for my sergeant, the leader of the cooking squad.
He didn't know that his cooking squad leader, who was missing an arm, was a member of Captain Li Dal's staff four months ago. During the night attack in the Mouse Mountain Blockade, each man was at the forefront with a light machine gun.
, unfortunately, he was shot in the arm, causing extensive infection of the wound. In order to avoid death, Captain Li Dal personally held people down and sawed off the entire arm to save him.
In the end, the disabled machine gunner was killed and refused to leave the front-line troops. Company Commander Li Dal blocked Leng Feng's door for several days, even guarding the door of his toilet, and drove Leng Lian Battalion Commander crazy.
The machine gunner of the arm was assigned to the battalion headquarters as the squad leader of the cooking squad, which was against the regimental military order.
Tang Dao made it clear that disabled soldiers can go to the supply troops and the military training department to train new recruits, but they cannot stay in the front-line troops. This is also for the safety of disabled soldiers. A healthy person is extremely vulnerable in the face of bullets and bullets.
What's more, a soldier without an arm or a leg?
"Okay, I won't beat around the bush anymore. I heard from Xiao Tu that you killed more than 20 Japs just by dropping bombs. It's a pity that such a good bombardier stayed in the cooking squad. I'll go to Lao Liu's side.
"Come to my 7th company, Xiaotu and his team happen to be short of a bombardier. As long as you come, the military rank will be promoted to one level!" Li Jijin was also an old soldier, and through a few short conversations, he knew that the middleman in front of him was
Young people have a bit of a bias and cannot speak in a roundabout way, so they have to be simple and crude.
"Promoted to one level in the military? Get 12 yuan a month?" Boss Cao's eyes suddenly lit up.
Does that mean I can get 2 more yuan of military pay in January?
"Yes, Lao Li, I won't hide it from you. Just for your military merits today, whether you come to my seventh company or not, you, as a superior soldier, will definitely be regarded as yours, and based on your military merits rating, you will most likely get a reward." Li
Jiujin looked at the honest middle-aged man in front of him who was a little excited because of his promotion in military rank. He looked extremely serious and serious.
He needs talents, but he needs talents who regard the infantry company as their home, not just for military pay.
He hoped that the cooking soldier in front of him who dared to rush into the flames of war was...
The young corporal also looked at Boss Cao with great enthusiasm. Company Commander Li didn't know why Boss Cao rushed into the front-line trenches, but he knew.
He believed that Boss Cao was no longer a recruit just for military pay.
"Then can I become the first recruit in the cooking class to win military exploits? Squad leader Liu will definitely be happy!" Boss Cao thought for a while, with a satisfied smile on his face covered with black smoke.
"Hey!" Li Jijin sighed slightly.
This excellent bombardier, after experiencing a war, still did not ignite the passion of a soldier.
The young corporal was even more disappointed!
He has seen with his own eyes the strength of Boss Cao. As long as he surrenders within a range of 70 meters, it will explode almost everywhere. It is more powerful than a grenade. If his infantry squad has such a person in the future, no matter what
Attacking fortified defenses will increase combat effectiveness by at least 10%.
But does he still want to be a cook who only cooks and makes soup?
"Sir, big brother, I am willing to join the Seventh Company, and I hope that the commander will help me report my military exploits to the battalion headquarters. I need a bonus." Boss Cao suddenly said after he was happy.
"Okay, this is what you deserve. The battalion headquarters and the regiment headquarters will not miss you a cent." Li Jijin frowned slightly, but still replied firmly.
It's only natural that you should be paid as a soldier! Didn't he think so when he spent ten years in the military camp? It wasn't until he met Tang Dao that he realized what the true responsibility of a soldier is. How could he treat someone who had only been in the military camp for a month and a half because of this?
What about the harsh punishment of new recruits?
"However, I hope to give this reward to the brother who died in the battle. He was too young and died without even drinking a sip of the mutton soup I fed him." Boss Cao continued with red eyes.
Li Jijin was stunned.
"It was Gao Qunshan, the machine gunner of our third platoon, who was blown up by Japanese artillery during the counterattack. Uncle Cao was beside him at the time..." the young corporal explained quickly.
"Okay! I will fulfill your wish, and I guarantee you that all the brothers who sacrificed their lives will have their pensions sent to their hometowns, regardless of whether they are new soldiers or veterans." Li Jijin nodded heavily and promised.
"Yes!" Boss Cao also nodded vigorously.
"Were you looking at these big oil barrels just now?" Li Jijin asked, perhaps not wanting the topic to be too heavy, so he changed the subject.
"Yes! Sir, what are these oil barrels used for? To hide people, or as bunkers?" Boss Cao was very curious.
"Haha! Let's do this! Since you gave the cash reward to your brother, then I, the company commander, will give you a new reward and show you a fireworks feast." Li Jijin said with a smile.
As a result, the cooking soldiers who turned into bombardiers on the battlefield continued to throw more than 20 grenades in front of Li Jijin.
The fatal number 14 was once again added to the already extremely brilliant results, which made Li Jijin so happy that the folds on his face could kill mosquitoes.
A single soldier killed 38 enemies. This should be the record of a single soldier killing an enemy in the history of the Si Xing Regiment in just a few months. Not to mention that it is unprecedented, it is certain that it is unprecedented. But before that, he had deliberately killed 33 enemies single-handedly.
Human record, good guy, the humble cooking soldier directly improved this record by 5 people in one breath.
Although this is due to the current special terrain and special battle conditions, the Japanese infantry was crushed by the crazy bullets, let alone retreating. Even raising their buttocks a little, I am afraid they will lose two ounces of meat, and they can only hide in despair in the big and small
In the small pit, he watched helplessly as grenades fell from the sky, and then his arms and legs flew around, leaving his strong torso integrated with the land of Taihang Mountain.
But the number of enemies killed is real. The seventh company is not without good bombardiers. Some can even throw 80 meters, but those who can throw far are not as accurate as him, and those who can throw not as far as him are boss Cao.
The level of hitting wherever you point within 70 meters is really like a scorpion's shit---unique!
But at this time, the gunfire on the battlefield was still in full swing. Like the Chinese, the Japanese army did not have the habit of giving up on their comrades easily!
Not all the Japanese troops in front of the position were dead, and there were still dozens of people alive. For the last remaining strength of their own, the Japanese troops on the opposite position also tried their best, firing with all their might from light and heavy machine guns and grenade launchers.
Boss Cao, whose arm was so sore that he couldn't lift it, still wanted to get the grenade, but was stopped by the young corporal, "Uncle, let's go. The company headquarters ordered everyone to retreat 40 meters!"
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to kill the Japanese anymore?" Boss Cao looked up and saw that the soldiers who had been shooting wildly just now were bending down and evacuating along the traffic ditch in batches. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
It wasn't that he wanted military glory, but when he thought of the young man who looked like a younger brother setting up a machine gun under artillery fire, he wanted to help him fulfill his wish.
The remains of the young machine gunner were a hundred meters away. He should still be able to see them after killing all these Japs.
But now, when we are about to kill everyone and suddenly want to retreat, what's going on?
"You forgot, the company commander said that you will be rewarded with a fireworks show. Let's go! The general attack will begin soon!" The young corporal took his arm, turned around and ran away.
Boss Cao didn't know what those big oil barrels were for, but he, an army corporal who had participated in the battle for gold pits for the Four Lines Regiment, knew very well.
The thing called the Thunderbolt can throw a dozen kilograms of explosives a hundred meters away, and its power is even greater than a 150-meter force.
The Seventh Company built a total of 18 gates here, and threw 18 explosive packets together. For the Seventh Company's current defense line of only 600 meters, it was devastating.
Its great power is its biggest advantage, but its shortcomings are equally fatal. It is completely inaccurate. Xia Jiba's flying around makes even his own people tremble.
Therefore, when it is launched, no soldiers of our own are allowed in the front.
Then, about 50 meters away from the front line, Li Jijin patted the inexplicably nervous Boss Cao with a smile: "Don't worry, those Japs can't escape. Not only them, but also the little Japs in the trenches, use
Their own grammar is very complicated!"
Then, he gave him two pieces of cotton and his own telescope: "I said I was going to reward you, but Lao Li will not break his promise! Plug your ears for this!"
"Hey, you still need to brace yourself!" the young corporal came over and reminded with a smile.
At this moment, a second lieutenant from the engineer platoon ran over and said, "Sir Li, the engineer platoon is ready!"
Li Jijin took out a dirty pocket watch, looked at the second hand that was about to point to 12 in a few seconds, and nodded: "Start!"
Following the waving of the small red flag of the engineer platoon leader.
"Dong dong dong!" A dull voice sounded.
In Boss Cao's field of vision, nearly 20 large black packages suddenly flew up from his own position, rolling in the air and flying toward the Japanese position more than 100 or 200 meters away.
Then, Boss Cao was surprised to see that all the officers and soldiers of the Seventh Company, including Captain Li Dal, instinctively crouched lower.
Holding the telescope only owned by the company commander, Boss Cao saw that the Japanese position was directly surrounded by exploding fireballs and thick smoke.
If those were considered fireworks, they were really huge.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Although he blocked his ears and was mentally prepared, Boss Cao was still dizzy by the loud noise.
Immediately afterwards, there was a tremor, and a strong wind mixed with an unknown amount of gravel blew over the trench. Even if you were hiding in the trench, you would feel a chill down your spine.
This is still more than a hundred meters away, and protected by trenches. The whole person feels like standing on a rough ship.
No wonder Boss Cao, who almost fell off his butt when the butcher's deputy said he had to brace his horse, now understood the power of a big oil drum tilted toward the sky.
And you can understand how miserable it was over there where the bombed Japanese army positions were.
