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Chapter 158 Bullets in full bloom

Kill the frontier positions of the tiger's mouth.

Jin Batian took advantage of the Japanese's attack to break down the guns in his hand into parts and cleaned and maintained them. The Japanese's artillery became arrogant these days, and the general reserve team was often pulled over to put out the fire.

In the morning, the defense line was almost shaken by the Japanese artillery fire and shooting of the Jinsui Army. The third company to which Jin Batian rested for two days and was pulled up to block the gap.

After repelling the attack of the Japanese, dozens of casualties in the third company were killed or injured. The third company commander felt very uncomfortable when he saw dozens of familiar or unfamiliar faces replaced by new supplementary soldiers. Half of the faces of the entire company from Haizhou to Shanxi were replaced. The only thing that can be thankful is that they were sacrificed and injured on the battlefield of the War of Resistance. Whether it was sacrifice or injury here, it was an honor - we did not fight a civil war.

Since the first year of the Republic of China, everyone has started fighting, fighting south and north, big fish eat small fish, fighting each other for a few days, the Japanese have arrived again. You should know that not only are the officers and soldiers tired of fighting in recent years, but the people have also been dragged down - bandits are like combing soldiers and combing.

It was probably the batch of ammunition and supplies supported by Minister Song that played a role. After Li Zongren entered Jin, the Tax Police General Group was not split and used again. Now a unit of Sun Liren's Tax Police General Group was deployed on the east side of Pinglu County, and the area spans Youyu County, Pinglu County and is connected with the previous defense zone.

After the 22nd Army joined forces, they advanced to Pianguan County. Yang Aiyuan's troops of the 34th Army of the Jinsui Army stayed in the area of ​​Shenchi County, Ningwu County and were used as a reserve team by Li Zongren. The 61st Army and the 21st Army gathered in Shuozhou. It seemed that more than 100,000 troops surrounded the Japanese on three sides and guarded them as if they were not cleared through wind and rain.

But Li Zongren's original intention was to fight an annihilation battle, but the plan to persuade Yan Laoxi to open a hole and put the Japanese in part was immediately rejected by Yan Xishan - it was not your family who was defeated, but you didn't feel sorry for Yan Laoxi.

If you want to fight an annihilation war, someone will have to fight and break through the last side. But who will send to fight and block the attack? Li Zongren counted the troops in his hands and seemed to be not the material - the Seventh Army of Steel has this idea, but the Seventh Army of Steel will attack and attack through the attack, who will attack the front?

Li Zongren finally remembered the reorganized 17th Army in Peking. Perhaps this unit is the most suitable for breaking through and blocking. However, this unit is not in Shanxi, and even in Shanxi Li Zongren can't command it.

Jin Batian didn't know Li Zongren's big move in northwest Shanxi. After hearing a sharp whistle sound outside in the anti-cannon hole, he pressed a magazine on the rifle in his hand and pulled the bolt on the bolt to rush out the anti-cannon hole. He found one of the several shooting positions he was used to. Jin Batian put the ammunition bag at his hand and began to look for the target with a scope.

Before he could shoot, a whistling sound came from his ears and rushed into his heart. Jin Batian's body fell into the trenches in time, and the impact wave of shell explosions came from the air. Jin Batian's body bumped on the ground and in the air several times, and was buried in the soil again.

Half a second later, Jin Batian came out of the floating soil, spit out the mud in his mouth and cursed: "Damn it, if my artillery camp is still there, you will be destroyed."

If there were hundreds of artillery guns that could completely reverse the situation on the battlefield at this time, unfortunately there were no one now.

After complaining, Jin Batian took out the ammunition bag in the soil, continued to lie in the shooting position and sent the bullets out of the gun chamber.

Little Lizi slipped over from the other side and asked, "Director Ban, are you okay? I saw it just now, and the shells fell five or six meters away in front of you."

Jin Batian took advantage of the time of changing magazines to retract his body back into the trench and asked, "What did you say, me? I would have carried it down long ago if I had something to do. The 92-step cannon weighs 3.8 kilograms and is very powerful."

Little Lizi nodded: "I'll leave first, so why don't you change the place?"

"What to change? The Japanese family business wanted to hit two shells at a landing point, so they had to lose their pants." As soon as Jin Batian finished speaking, a shell passed through the trench and landed dozens of meters behind. Except for sprinkling a layer of soil on the helmets of the two people, it seemed to respond to Jin Batian's words.

Little Li Zi shook her head and shook off the soil. Seeing such a magical scene, she nodded: "It seems to be true."

"You haven't watched the Japanese attacking with this gun pit as a cover. Learn more."

After sending Little Lizi away, Jin Batian was also puzzled that the Japanese fired so many shells - about two or three times that of usual, so they had to play the general attacker.

If an ordinary army was exposed to violent artillery bombardment, it would be a good idea that the tax police regiment had a large number of veterans. The veterans who shot bullets one by one in the army were calm and calm, as the Dinghai Sword Needle. The recruits who had just joined the army followed suit and quickly returned to normal. Although bullets and shells flew from time to time to take someone's life, this did not cause panic and the position was temporarily stabilized.

After Jin Batian was bombed once by the shell, his anger was full, and he temporarily entered the state of unity of man and gun. He put the Japanese in the scope into it, and then fired the gun and changed the magazine to continue aiming. The whole set of actions was like flowing clouds, and even the most picky commander could not find any problems at this time.

After Jin Batian had not known how many bullets had been knocked out, he touched the ammunition bag and found that it was empty. At this time, Jin Batian came to his senses. The ammunition bag was filled with six packs of rifle bullets, thirty rounds per pack, and one hundred and eighty rounds were killed.

Jin Batian looked at the yellow and orange shells scattered on the ground, as if he had really knocked out 180 shots. Jin Batian recalled his previous state, and his hit rate was still 50%. So he hit nearly a hundred Japanese at this time (it is not necessarily the same as the head or the foot). It's nothing, but how many people did the Japanese send to attack? Jin Batian glanced at the number of Japanese Japanese on the opposite side now.

Fortunately, Jin Batian remembers the story of keeping a hand. An ammunition bag on his waist has never been used. At this time, he opened the ammunition bag on his waist and took out a magazine and installed it. He did not rush to shoot. He looked at his closest comrades beside him and asked, "Huzi, how many bullets do you have?"

Hearing this, Hu Zi put away his gun, lowered his head and said, "Boss, I fired two buns of bullets, and there were still two buns of bullets left."

It turned out that he was shooting too fast. At this speed, he caught the machine gun and fired. Jin Batian said, "Let me go first, and you can get some bullets in my nest."

"Oh." Hu Zi responded and left two buns of bullets and went down.

This anti-cannon hole is big and small. In order to be more comfortable, Jin Batian expanded one of the small single-man anti-cannon holes and turned into a medium-sized anti-cannon hole, but he still lived alone - Jin Batian would not treat himself badly anywhere. After Hu Zi went in, he saw that the man was full of cans, ammunition bags, grenade bags, kettles, first aid kits, cigarettes, and fruits.

Hu Zi said to himself: "The boss is the boss, and the whole cave is more generous than the platoon leader."

Of course, if a superior asks, Jin Batian will definitely say: "This is left by his former Jinsui Army." In fact, Jin Batian has left several friendly troops of the Jinsui Army or the Tax Police Corps - but most of them have been converted into platoon command posts.

Hu Zi and Jin Batian were not polite either. They unpacked the packaging and lit a Hadmen cigarette. After thinking about it, they put away the whole pack of cigarettes. They picked up two ammunition bags from the ground and sent them to the deputy squad. Before leaving the hole, Hu Zi took two puffs of cigarettes and then slapped the Hadmen cigarette and threw them away.

Hu Zi rubbed so little for a moment, and more than thirty bullets were sent out from Jin Batian's gun chamber, and the last ammunition bag left by Hu Zi was also opened.

Hu Zi came back with a bullet bag and was surprised: "Boss, you're fighting so quickly."

Hu Zi didn't dare to say that the tax police corps was nicknamed ammunition, so the boss was not behind.

"That's because there are too many Japanese today." Jin Batian said and knocked another magazine out.

Hu Zi also nodded in agreement: "The Japanese are a bit weird today."
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