Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 139 The group's comfortable time

Ji Hongru was happy this time because most of the weapons and ammunition that the Japanese did not have time to take away were picked up by the 301 soldiers.

"Reporting to the regimental commander, this time we captured eight Japanese light and heavy machine guns, six grenade launchers, 8 artillery shells, and 6 Type 18 rifles."

"56 melon grenades and an estimated 1300 rounds of ammunition."

Battalion Commander Zhang Shuo reported.

"Well, although it's not much, it's enough to relieve it." Ji Hongru said with satisfaction.

If the Japanese fight them like this, he can guarantee that they will never be able to break through here in their lifetime.

It’s a wonderful idea to pick up the Japanese’s equipment and use it to fight them.

Zhang Shuo glanced in the direction of Gu Changfeng and said, "Do you want to share some with the brother troops?"

He was afraid that if he took on too much, Gu Changfeng would have objections.

Ji Hongru waved his hand and said, "No need. Let's fight the devils together. Changfeng is not a stingy person. They are not short of ammunition now."

He had seen the ammunition reserves on Gu Changfeng's side, and he knew there would be no shortage for the time being. On the contrary, if they continued fighting, they would run out of ammunition.

Seeing the captain said so, Zhang Shuo didn't say anything else. He was just asking.

"Alright, go back and take command. Let's try to kill as many devils as possible today. Don't let Changfeng underestimate us."

Ji Hongru ordered.

Zhang Shuo didn't finish what he was saying, so he thought for a moment and spoke.

"The commander has something else to do."

"I just found that those people with scopes on Commander Gu's side are very powerful, almost all of them are sharpshooters."

"Do you think we can train a group of sharpshooters like this?"

Ji Hongru had discovered this a long time ago and thought about this problem, but ultimately found it unrealistic.

The national army is not equipped with many scopes.

During this period, only Europe and the Japanese had such strength, and it was really difficult for them, especially at this time.

"Let's forget about it. It's almost impossible with our background. We can't rely on the higher-ups, and it's expensive on the black market."

"It's very difficult to equip it like Brother Gu."

Ji Hongru directly rejected it.

"What about Commander Gu..." Zhang Shuo seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Ji Hongru said with a smile: "You kid, you have a lot of little ideas."

"Let's talk about this after the battle. Then I'll report to the commander."

He also coveted this thing. The importance of sharpshooters on the battlefield was self-evident, how could he not know it?

And there is another question: can this requirement be met by equipping soldiers?

This matter is still a question mark.

"I should ask Changfeng how he trained them when I have time. There are hundreds of them now. Is there any trick?"

Ji Hongru muttered to himself.

Gu Changfeng didn't know that the team leader Ji Hongru actually had his eyes on him, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Being a sniper depends on talent and bullets. Without a certain level of strength, you can't become one.

The other troops were not like him. If they really wanted bullets, they would just exchange them directly. As long as they had points, they would never be short of ammunition.

"Da da da."

Huang Zhengkui took action. Facing the charging Japanese soldiers, he fired a few bursts of shots and instantly knocked down three of them.

"Haha, this gun is really fucking useful."

Huang Zhengkui, who had just killed a few Japanese soldiers, was grinning from ear to ear. The feeling of hitting a straw target was completely different from hitting the Japanese soldiers themselves.

Seeing several Japanese soldiers fall to the ground in an instant, he felt a sense of relief all over his body.

"Company commander, how about you let me play with it too?" said a soldier from the machine gun squad of the first company enviously.

This thing was taken away by the shameless company commander when he first went to the battlefield and he had never used it before.

"You wish! Wait until I have my fun before we talk about it. You better keep an eye on the bullet chain!"

Huang Zhengkui has just started, how can he be happy?

As he spoke, he fired a few bursts of shots at the Japanese. The machine gun had a range of more than 1000 meters, and the 100-round bullet chain made it very comfortable for him to shoot.

The most important thing is that it is light in weight and much more fun to use than the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun.

The soldier in the machine gun squad smiled bitterly in his heart and could only give up. After all, a higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official, so he couldn't rob him by force.

On the Japanese side, Yagi was observing the battlefield with a telescope.

Suddenly, his expression was full of shock.

"Amaterasu, are you abandoning us?"

"How many weapons do these Chinese still have that they haven't used?"

Yagi muttered to himself.

In just a few minutes, he discovered several important points.

The first is distance. The enemy is at least 800 meters away.

The second is that the bullet is much more powerful than their Type 38 rifle. Soldiers will be either seriously injured or killed if hit!

Third, is the enemy holding a heavy machine gun?

He didn't think this problem through.

"Sir, Captain, should we ask the warriors to retreat first? We can't continue fighting."

Colonel Ueda ran back anxiously and pleaded with Yagi.

He also discovered that the enemy had new weapons that they were unfamiliar with, and they were incredibly powerful.

In just a few minutes, the casualties on his side increased sharply again, and another squadron of charging warriors was crippled. How could he fight?

"Let the warriors retreat first. I will report to the brigade commander."

Yagi had no choice. He was almost always giving away his lives. He couldn't afford to fight such a war.

He could imagine that even if he sent the entire regiment up, it would only mean the death of his nearly 4000 men.

As if Ueda had been pardoned, he hurried back and ordered a retreat.

The soldiers of the 301st Regiment happily launched another charge, commonly known as "picking up ammunition."

Although they didn't kill many devils, they picked up a lot of ammunition, which made the soldiers very happy.

Ji Hongru had been watching them the whole time. As soon as the Japanese retreated, he ordered all his men to go into battle, not giving the Japanese any chance to destroy too many weapons and ammunition.

The snipers and machine gunners under Gu Changfeng's command were also very cooperative. As soon as the 301st Regiment's charge sounded, they ceased firing and started watching the show.

From time to time, they would burst into laughter at the sight of the Japanese soldiers escaping, and the entire defense line was filled with joy.

Ueda and the other captains of the regiment were so angry that their faces turned blue, but there was nothing they could do, so they could only hold it in.

The incident was quickly reported to Ide Nobutoki.

Faced with this situation, Ide Nobutoshi had no choice but to bite the bullet and call the division headquarters.

When the call was connected, Ide Nobuyuki puffed out his cheeks, trying to make his words clearer.

After being treated by the military doctor, his face became more swollen, so much so that he wanted to go back and hang the military doctor up and beat him up.

Totally useless…

Yoshizumi Ryosuke listened to the report with difficulty, angrily threw the phone on the table, and his face turned cold in an instant.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, what happened?"

The combat staff officer near the sand table saw that Yoshizumi Ryosuke was so angry and couldn't help but ask.

"The Chinese in Huxiu once again showed up with new weapons, and the Ide Brigade was once again forced to retreat."

Yoshizumi Ryosuke explained in a cold tone.

"Where on earth did these Chinese come from? Why do they have so many heavy weapons?"

The operations staff was very confused.

But isn’t Yoshizumi Ryosuke the same?

How would he know what was going on?

The operations officer thought for a moment and then said, "Sir, should we ask the expeditionary force headquarters?"

Yoshizumi Ryosuke didn't answer, but muttered to himself:

"These Chinese in Huxu are from the 74st Division of the 51th Army of China, a long-standing rival of the Empire."

"Logically speaking, they shouldn't have any heavy weapons coming from the Battle of Shanghai. Why did so many heavy weapons suddenly appear?"

They had already turned the National Army's sequence upside down, and knew exactly who was defending the enemy, and even which position and regiment it was!

Now that the situation has reached this point, he has deep doubts about the empire's intelligence department.