Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

Although Chen Yan's face was full of greed, he did not blindly follow others. Instead, he realized the seriousness of the problem very accurately. It would not be so easy to defeat this wave of Japanese devils!

His mind raced, and he decisively ordered, "Emergency adjustments to the second phase of the battle, the commandos cancel the feint attack plan, after the Japs enter the ambush circle, use our advantages in night combat and close combat to strike the enemy quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

What these Japanese devils are guarding is a gold mine, so they certainly have no shortage of weapons and ammunition. If we let them go back and keep them from coming out, we won't be able to force our way in with just their artillery fire.

The commandos were ready to charge, using 60mm fire to clear the way, and the entire regiment engaged in close hand-to-hand combat.

"Chen'er, if this is the case, the cost of casualties may exceed our estimates!"

"There's no other way, this is the best solution."

At this moment, Chen Yan was wondering what good things were hidden in this warehouse.

Under pressure, Inoue was late and added 400 Japanese soldiers to reinforce the warehouse, leaving only 300 Japanese soldiers to guard the warehouse. In order to prevent the soldiers from being killed before getting off the car like last time, he ordered the troops to advance on foot.

After the artillery attack, the Japanese army advanced in a black mass. The previous battle made Inoue Chida a frightened bird. As soon as he approached the 2-kilometer position, he ordered the use of light machine guns to fire.

This old guy has had a good life for too long. He used a machine gun to wade through the distance of several kilometers from 2 kilometers to Chen Yan's ambush circle.

The captain under him reminded:

"Colonel, your style of fighting is not good enough. The ammunition is purely harmful."

"Baga, the Imperial Japanese Army Factory is not owned by my family, I don't care about that, just keep shooting."

Compared to being pushed all the way down, Inoue Chidao thinks this method is more cost-effective.

The captain looked at Inoue with resentment for being late, and complained in his heart: "What a cow and horse!"

The Japanese army approached step by step, firing bullets at the independent regiment's position as if they were free.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers were injured by the Japanese stray bullets. They could only lie on the ground with gritted teeth and dared not move. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dense raindrops hit their bodies in unison, making it hard for them to breathe.

Chen Yan observed the situation on the battlefield very calmly, with a cold light in his eyes. He looked at the Japanese soldiers in front of him as if he was looking at corpses, without a trace of emotion.

Wang Chengzhu, the artilleryman on loan, twisted his hat brim back, wiped the rain off his face, and prepared for battle.

It was also the first time for him to use cluster arrow bombs. Although it was similar to a mortar, the air-blast principle that Chen Yan explained to him still made him feel unfamiliar.

Seeing the Japanese army getting closer, Li Yunlong could not help but tighten his grip on his gun. He looked at Chen Yan several times, but there was no response. Chen Yan seemed to have emptied his soul at this moment, and remained silent.

Everything seemed fine on the surface, but at this moment, the further Inoue Chi walked, the more depressed and panicked he felt.

This is totally unreasonable! The Chinese fired two shots and went home to sleep.

You came all this way just to disgust me?

Chen Yan saw that the enemy had reached the ambush position. He was just daydreaming, but his blood boiled instantly and he immediately entered the battle state. He moved in one go, quickly slid the trigger of the Maxim with his right hand, and shouted: "Fuck him!"

In just one encounter, the bullets fired by Chen Yan's heavy machine gun were like fire snakes, madly harvesting the lives of the Japanese. The independent regiment responded quickly and concentrated its firepower. In an instant, the flames from the muzzles illuminated the land.

At this time, the Japanese army was fleeing everywhere and was completely disorganized.

Inoue arrived late and hurriedly looked for a shelter to hide behind, calmly analyzing the situation on the battlefield.

Tsk tsk, it seems like I’m trapped by the enemy again. Judging from the situation, I probably still can’t win!

Why don't we call General Yoshio Shinozuka for reinforcements?

No, I can't be cowardly this time. It is more important to keep my position.

Once the beast is forced into a desperate situation, a matter of life and death, it will launch a mad counterattack. At this moment, Inoue Chida's eyes also turned red.

"This is too much bullying. I have never won a battle since I came to China. I must show my face this time."

He roared hysterically: "Everyone fight back immediately, artillery positions immediately, suppress the enemy's firepower at all costs."

The Japanese captain standing by looked as if he had eaten shit, but he said nothing.

Shit, building an artillery position on the spot, which physical education teacher taught you military theory? Did you buy your diploma? This is definitely asking for death.

I thought you were enjoying the shade under a big tree, and I could rise to prominence if I followed you. Damn, you are useless even if I give you a chance!

I'd better find a way to change jobs tomorrow. If I continue to mess around, I won't know how I'll die.

700 meters away, Zhao Gang was hiding on a slope, a 98K rifle was like the scythe of the god of death, madly reaping the heads of the Japanese soldiers. Gou Wa Zi next to him was holding a telescope and constantly searching for the target for Zhao Gang's next shot.

"Hahahaha, Political Commissar Zhao, your shooting skills are amazing, and every bullet hits the target.

If you keep fighting like this, you will become a super god."

Zhao Gang was not as optimistic as him. He knew that the role of snipers on the battlefield was to suppress the enemy's heavy firepower and control the battlefield situation. So far, even though his vision was blocked by heavy rain, he still easily killed four heavy machine gunners of the Japanese, but the more he fought, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Fuck, are these little Japanese guys on drugs? A machine gunner died, and another one came up right after him. It feels like we can never finish them off.

The key is that the enemy has at least seventy or eighty heavy machine guns, and I am just a sniper. There are too many chickens, it's dizzying.

I guess the leader is having a hard time."

Just as Zhao Gang expected, the soldiers suffered heavy casualties on the main battlefield.

Although Chen Yan caught the enemy by surprise, the Japanese army was mostly composed of veterans who had been through many battles and coordinated very smoothly. In addition, they were very wealthy, which was beyond his expectations.

"Chen'er, don't wait, use cluster arrow bombs quickly," Li Yunlong persuaded anxiously, "The firepower of this wave of Japs is simply high-end. Compared with them, the two of us can't even be considered high-end imitations."

"No hurry, wait a little longer." Chen Yan was calm, leaning against the trench with a cigarette in his mouth, using one hand to block the rain to prevent the cigarette from being extinguished.

He stared at the sky, and seemed to be humming a Northeastern tune in his throat.

"My home is in the Northeast, on the Songhua River..."

"Oh my god, you're still so pretty even after being beaten like this by the Japanese. Well, you taste pretty good."

As soon as Li Yunlong finished speaking, there were dozens of "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." sounds of metal tearing through the air. Hearing this, Chen Yan's eyes lit up.

"Right now."

Immediately afterwards, countless mortars swarmed in from the Japanese positions, and the independent regiment's positions were instantly reduced to ruins.

At this moment, Chen Yan's pupils widened, his eyes bloodshot, he grabbed the monk's collar and roared:

"Tell Wang Chengzhu to bombard the Japanese artillery positions to death and leave no one alive."