This was the first time that Lei Xiong addressed Tang Dao as commander on the battlefield, but that may have nothing to do with command authority, but that he was asking for a fight.
All tactical-level battles must have military orders. Lei Xiong has a bohemian personality, but on the battlefield, he strictly abides by military orders.
He retreated to the warehouse and disobeyed the order, not for himself, but for his brothers.
What's more, as Tang Dao said, he doesn't respect that kind of confused military order.
But here, since it is clear that Tang Dao is the supreme commander, since he wants to choose the method of fighting, he must ask for a fight.
"Captain Lei, since you've made your decision, it's up to you." Tang Dao replied calmly and gently put down the MG34 machine gun in his hand.
He stretched out his hand and waved to Erya, who was a little confused: "Give me your submachine gun, remember to load it with bullets!"
Then, he reached out to pick up the Type 38 rifle next to him, took out the Type 38 bayonet from the scabbard at his waist and stuck it, smiled slightly, and showed a set of white teeth on his face blackened by gunpowder smoke: "We brothers, let's accompany the Japanese together.
one move."
"Haha! You are indeed Commander Xie's most promising young man. After this battle, as long as Lei Xiong doesn't die, Lei Xiong and the brothers in the machine gun company will commit to you Tang Dao." Lei Xiong laughed loudly.
In this world, the only people who understand men best are men.
From the moment Tang Dao picked up the spear and attached the bayonet, Lei Xiong knew that he understood what he wanted to do and expressed his support.
Brothers, we are just going to die, let's go together! This is the instant understanding and sympathy between men, direct and pure.
Lei Xiong took a long breath and ordered loudly: "Company and row, obey the order!"
"Here we come!" Leng Feng appeared from around the corner and ran over carrying a flower trap.
"I order all non-wounded officers and soldiers in your platoon to carry submachine guns and 38-type rifles. The submachine guns have one magazine and the rifles are fully loaded with bullets." Lei Xiong glanced at Leng Feng and said coldly: "Everyone follow me and finish emptying.
All the bullets, just use the bayonet to fuck him like a fool."
Captain Lei Dal actually wanted to fight hand-to-hand with the Japanese troops who were about to charge. This was completely using his own shortcomings to defeat the Japanese pirates' strengths!
Can't everyone hide in the warehouse and keep shooting to kill them?
Several platoon leaders and squad leaders present were a little confused.
"Captain Lei, it's not wise to fight the Japanese like this! Even if we let them get close to the building, we can't shoot on the second and third floors. The brothers on the roof can kill them just by throwing grenades." It was originally said.
The cautious Li Jijin was advising from the side.
Even as brave as Leng Feng, he hesitated a little when faced with Lei Xiong's unexpected military order: "Yes! Captain Lei, if the crazy Japs launch an artillery bombardment, our brothers will be stewed in a pot.
"
It's not that the Army Lieutenant is afraid of hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese army, but that the Japanese army is a little abnormal now. If the Japanese artillery fires down when the big guys are in the middle of killing, it will be all over.
It's okay to die; it's okay to die together; but being killed like this always feels a bit aggrieved.
"Why, Old Leng, you are such a coward? Isn't your row of sharp knives called the Sharp Knife Company? How come your sharp knives are rusty when they are needed?" Lei Xiong rolled his eyes and showed no mercy.
utter sarcasm.
"Okay, if you don't dare to go to the first platoon, then I'll use the machine gun platoon. Tietou, throw your machine cannon to the first platoon, gather all the ammunition guys, and fight with me."
"Okay!" Cheng Tietsou, with his head wrapped in a bandage, glanced at the two infantry platoon leaders and responded loudly with his chest raised.
"Company Commander Lei, you can say that I, Leng Feng, have poor skills, but you can't say that I, Leng Feng, are cowardly. In the past two or three months in Songhu, there have been dozens of battles, large and small. When have I ever been cowardly in a company or a platoon?" Leng Feng was beaten by Lei.
Xiong's low-level provocation infuriated Fa.
"Okay, I'll just say this to you, Captain Lei Dal. Leave the charge to me and the 1st Platoon. You, Captain Lei Dal, can just sit in and take command." Leng Feng, who reached out and took off his helmet, said with emotion and looked sideways.
Looking at Cheng Tieshou who had just accepted the order, "If you want to play swordsmanship with the Japanese, when will it be your turn for Cheng's machine gun platoon? It's better to wait until all the brothers in my company are dead."
Although he was angry because he was looked down upon, Leng Feng was still measured and did not dare to lose his temper with Lei Xiong. However, he could use him as a punching bag for Cheng Tieshou, who was one rank lower than him.
Cheng Tieshou, who acted as a prop for his own company commander, was not stubborn this time, and did not hold his neck against the infantry deputy company commander who was already on the verge of going crazy.
There are specializations in the field of heavy machine guns, machine guns, mortars and other machine gun companies, but in terms of the white knife going in and the red knife coming out, I'm afraid the infantry company is better.
"Haha, Lao Leng, of course you are good enough. Otherwise, how could I be the first to order your general?" Lei Xiong laughed loudly and patted Leng Feng's shoulder heavily.
"You go gather the brothers and organize your equipment. The Japs are about to charge."
Li Jiujin stood aside and gasped for breath. He was so speechless by these 'reckless men' that he didn't even dare to persuade him.
In his opinion, no matter what, hiding well, using a gun to kill the enemy, and still living well is the right way. How about someone who takes the initiative to jump out and fight with others?
Then, he saw Tang Dao striding over with a spear in hand.
He couldn't help but be even more shocked. Based on his understanding of Tang Dao, this seemed to be...
"Sir..." Li Jijin wanted to speak.
Lei Xiong is the number two person in the warehouse. His individual combat ability is extremely strong, so he can just go. But if Tang Dao, as the supreme commander, also wants to participate in this extremely cruel counterattack, what will happen to him?
If anything goes wrong, it will definitely be an extremely fatal blow to the remaining officers and soldiers in the warehouse.
Tang Dao waved his hand, blocking Li Jijin's words back into his throat.
Looking around, there were only three platoon commanders and a few veteran squad leaders in the warehouse. Tang Dao's metallic voice sounded faintly: "I know that not everyone supports the head-on counterattack proposed by Captain Lei. I think
We should work hard to protect ourselves before killing the enemy.
There is nothing wrong with having this kind of thinking, at least it is a stable choice that will not make mistakes.
However, as a commander, you should learn to choose tactics based on the battle situation.
According to the current desperate tactics of the Japanese army, this steady tactic is a kind of slow poison. We will gradually lose our position in the continued madness of the Japanese army, and eventually the entire army will be annihilated.
There is only one way to break through the current predicament, use the tactics chosen by Captain Lei."
"Why?" Li Jijin blurted out, dumbfounded.
He seemed to understand a little, but also seemed a little vague.
"Old Li, let me ask you, why is that little devil rushing here now without even risking his life?"
"Don't die!"
"That's right, they rely on their life-threatening aura." Tang Dao nodded and said.
"The little devils are stubborn and want to eat us one by one with such desperate momentum, so we will tell them in a harder way. If they play hard, I am not afraid of them, and I am even harder."
Tang Dao suddenly smiled: "What's more, didn't you listen to Captain Lei? Everyone has two guns."
"Hey, Li Jiujin, do you think the Elei Cannon has a brain and a cannon? Are you stupid enough to stab the Japanese with a rifle?
Before Bai Daozi entered, each of us brothers in the twenties fired out twenty or thirty rounds of bullets, which is just a thousand rounds. It would be strange not to shoot a dog with a messy face from a distance of more than ten meters, let alone just one.
There are hundreds of Japanese, even two or three hundred, and we can defeat more than half of them." Lei Xiong smiled and said his plan.
Tang Dao on the side glanced outside the warehouse with cold eyes: "Two days ago, I killed a few little devils in front of them. They still have such a strong momentum. Obviously, they didn't kill enough.
So today, I will take my brothers with me and, in front of the little devils behind me, use a knife to kill them all like chickens and completely break their backbones."
The officers suddenly realized.
This is the difference between them and Tang Dao and Lei Xiong. It is not only the difference in their control of the battle situation, but also their courage.
Defeating the momentum of the Japanese army is certainly the key to this battle, but having enough courage to abandon solid positions and counterattack the Japanese army and complete this head-on battle with hand-to-hand combat is the most admirable temperament of the two of them.
If an army lieutenant colonel were here, he would definitely appreciate the two generals under his command even more.
Perhaps the only difference of opinion is that he will never agree to these two playing together.
The tactics are correct, but it does not mean victory is guaranteed.
In this battle, the chance of death is over 70%.
Even as strong as Tang Dao, there is no guarantee that he can return to the warehouse safely.
However, if you want to win this war, as a general, you must stand at the front of the team and say the simplest "Follow me!"
This is the only magic weapon for the Red Army to have the last laugh, and it will not change in the next hundred years.
