Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 655

Chapter 655 This is a real dog!

"You don't necessarily have to use cannons to fight the Japanese! You can use guns." Lei Xiong glanced at the dull Li Jijin and woke him up.

“That's too close, the Japanese cannons are not for nothing.” Li Jijin couldn't help but look bitter.

As a veteran, he knew how powerful the Japanese army was. Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they fired a few cannons at their marching columns from a distance. The Japanese could only say nothing, but when they got closer, their infantry cannons, grenade launchers, and heavy machine guns came over and beat them. But it will kill people.

If we really beat him like this, it would be like stealing the chicken but losing the rice, and it would deceive the brothers in the company. Do you think Li Jijin's face would not look bitter?

“After a long time, you stupid Li Jiujin just wants to take advantage when you see an advantage, and you want to hide when encountering difficulties!” Lei Xiong's face was stern.

"Fight, fight as the officers say. I, Li Jiujin, and Erlian are not softies!" Li Jiujin gritted his teeth and had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The ** who just wanted to save his life on the battlefield had already forgotten the idea of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages as his position gradually improved. In the past two days, he even made the decision to lead two platoons as a blocking force. Now that the words have been thrown out, of course we can't give in.

Otherwise, it would not be Li Jijin who would become the laughing stock of the entire army, but the entire Second Company. Everyone knows that if there is a persimmon in the Second Company, it will pick up the soft persimmon and pinch it, right?

“My Third Company will also resolutely obey orders!” Qian Dazhu also expressed his stance.

“As soon as I am in the company, I want to kill the Japanese, whether with guns or cannons!” Leng Feng squinted his eyes and said coldly.

“My fourth company”

Zhao Daqiang was just about to express his position when he saw Tang Dao wave his hand with a smile, "Deputy Battalion Commander Lei, please stop scaring them. He brought several of you out single-handedly. Is he willing to let you be the targets of Japanese artillery?" Believe it or not, the Japanese artillerymen are still hiding in their positions waiting for us to appear! "

"Hmph! If you don't scare them, they all think that the heads of the Japanese will be found in the ocean! A few people got together to take credit, let's see what they can do..." Lei Xiong snorted coldly.

“Then, what do you mean, sirs?” Li Jijin was still a little confused. "To fight or not to fight?"

“Let's do this! I'll tell you a little story about my hometown.” Tang Dao smiled slightly.

"Once upon a time, there was a young man living upstairs in an old man's bedroom. The young man would often come home late at night. He would take off his boots when he entered the room and throw them heavily on the ground. A bang would sound throughout the house, and the old man downstairs would wake up from his sleep. He woke up with a start, and then there was another bang, and the other boot hit the ground again. Only then did the old man toss and turn and find his dream again.

Over time, the old man developed a conditioned reflex and had to wait until two sounds were heard before he could fall asleep. Once the old man couldn't bear it anymore and went upstairs to protest to the young man.

The young man then realized that his arbitrary behavior had hurt others, and he promised to make corrections in the future. The next night, when the young man returned to his room late at night, another boot dropped to the ground. The old man suppressed his anger and waited for the other boot to drop.

　　But I waited and waited, and there was no more sound, but I didn't dare to sleep peacefully, for fear that a sudden bang would come unexpectedly, and I stayed up until dawn, leaving me with insomnia all night. Full of suspicion, he went upstairs to inquire.

It turned out that after the young man dropped one boot according to his old habit, he suddenly remembered the old man's protest and quickly put the second boot gently on the ground without making a sound, but he didn't want to cause the old man to lose sleep all night. . "

“Sir,” Leng Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. "We just need to harass them with gunshots from a distance to let them know that we are coming again. Because of the shelling last night and during the day, they must have waited all night until our shelling and sneak attack were completed. As a result, they had another sleepless night."

"Wonderful! In this case, we only need a few bullets, not a single artillery shell, to make the Japanese sleepless." Pang Dahai clapped his fat and fleshy palms and praised loudly.

This strategy is perfect for his artillery company. Yesterday night and today during the day, a total of hundreds of artillery shells were fired. There were some results, but this was just a harassment battle. When it came time to really fight the Japanese army, his artillery battery was out of artillery shells. So how could he, the artillery company commander who had high hopes from the infantry, deal with it?

The infantrymen were fighting for their lives against the Japanese army. No matter what the reason was, he and his artillery company could not stand aside.

But if the attack continues at this rate, it won't be long before his dozen or so artillery pieces will become nothing more than decorations.

“Sir, you are wise!” Zhao Daqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

“Sir, why are there still buildings in your hometown? And the people living upstairs and downstairs are unfamiliar people, shouldn't they be grandfather and grandson?” Li Jijin blinked, and his train of thought went astray again.

“I said that in my hometown there are planes that can take hundreds of people to the sky, and there are trains that can run hundreds of kilometers per hour. Do you believe it or not?” Tang Dao responded to the curious baby angrily. “I don't believe it!” Li Jijin shook his head firmly.

He is not stupid. China doesn't even have a few planes with one pilot, but it can even dream of flying hundreds of people on planes? Even if you are a commander, you can't just make blind boasts!

"Then it's over. This is a story, I made it up. Why do you have so many Te Liangs?" Tang Dao pointed at the four people angrily. ""You four infantry companies, each infantry company will assign an infantry platoon to me, and shoot and harass me 800 meters away from the Japanese position. At 12 o'clock, I will withdraw the troops. "

“What about the military exploits?” Li Jijin, who jumped up and stood at attention, asked again.

“The company commander will be rewarded with three potatoes, and each officer and soldier participating in the battle will be rewarded with half a catty of rice.” Zhuang Shisan on the side replied for Tang Dao.

Leng Feng twisted his mouth, turned around and left.

The three company commanders all left with grimaces.

From now on, will they be called the Potato Company Commanders?

“Haha!” Gu Xishui and Lao Hei laughed happily as they watched the group of people leaving in despair.

"Why are you panicking? I just shot a lot and earned twenty kilograms of rice for my brothers. In the morning, the rice porridge for everyone is as thick as white rice. Let that **** Lao Hei drool when he looks at it. Go!" Li Jijin put his arm around the little brother Qian Dazhu's shoulder to comfort him.

At least, this joint effort by him to earn merit was not in vain. Not only did he eat potatoes from Commander Tang, he also smoked a cigarette from Pang Dahai and brought back twenty kilograms of rice for his brothers. , why not?

It seems that for this reason, the four infantry company commanders of the Independent Battalion, including Leng Feng, have a bright mind and have taken significantly greater steps.

It was night, and the Kunisaki detachment finally waited for the Chinese attack.

The Chinese attacks this time are obviously more intensive than yesterday.

The area where the Kunisaki detachment was stationed was not chosen to be on both sides of the simple road, as that would be too obvious a target.

Rather, infantry brigades were used as units, stationed in various valleys with a radius of about one kilometer, and mobile sentries were sent out at least 500 meters away.

Furthermore, blazing bonfires were lit not far from each fixed post, just to ensure visibility. Even if they might be attacked by Chinese artillery, they could not be attacked by Chinese infantry.

Even, in many places, barbed wire fences have been erected, which can be said to be extremely tight.

But this time, it was really Chinese infantry attacking.

That is, they were far enough away from the Japanese main line, so they fired from eight to nine hundred meters away. The infantry artillery and mountain artillery fired at them, and the people ran away.

"Damn it, they must be using infantry to detect the distribution of my troops. They are ordering the entire army to be wary of Chinese artillery fire. They are not allowed to light bonfires for warmth. Regardless of their military rank, they must rest in the trenches." Kunisaki ordered through gritted teeth. Military orders.

So, whether they were major generals, senior officers, or privates, everyone in the Japanese army spent another night staring in the cold trenches.

While waiting, I naturally squinted my eyes and dozed off, but let's not mention the feeling.

The temperature is already low in winter, and this is a mountainous area. The newly dug trenches are even more damp and cold. You may not feel it if you hide in them to fight because life and death are involved, but if you take a nap in them, whoever fights will know!

Even if he is wrapped in a blanket, he still looks like a bird in the cold weather.

What is even more painful is that not one of the legendary Chinese artillery shells flew until daybreak.

This is really a bitch.

(End of this chapter)

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