The recruits were still cheering, but the veterans were no longer surprised.

They have won the victory since they followed Li Yunlong and have long been calm.

"Meng is unfamiliar, report on the casualties!"

Li Yunlong roared and immediately called Meng Fanle to him.

Meng frowned and then said, "Report to the commander of the regiment, we will kill 10 people in battle this time, 5 people were slightly injured, and 8 people were seriously injured. The minor injuries can still fight!"

Li Yunlong nodded, he was still acceptable to the number of casualties.

You should know that on the battlefield, if China can achieve two to one, it is actually considered the elite among the elite.

However, this is limited to ordinary troops.

In the past, when the northwest of Shanxi, most of the casualties between the New First Regiment and the Japanese were actually one to one or even one to two.

This is due to Li Yunlong's rich family background. After all, after Yoshio Shinozuka's death, most of his troops' fighting style was to cover the artillery fire first.

Li Yunlong seems to be very keen on this style of play.

What tactics do you need if you have strength?

"Let everyone else check their equipment and re-adjust the position. I know when the Japanese will launch a second attack!"

"By the way, how are the recruits performing?"

Meng was upset and smiled: "Captain, those recruits are just a group of big quails, who can only stick their butts out."

"But after this battle, they dared to shoot, at least they learned faster than Lin Yi!"

Lin Yi was speechless for a while. You must know that he dared to shoot after three battles or was forced by Li Yunlong.

But now I’m talking about this, Meng Fan is a bit swearing.

"Hey, you little master, I didn't even say you're okay."

"You should be the same as me not long ago."

"Okay!" Li Yunlong waved his hand impatiently: "All of them are relaxed?"

"The Japanese's temptation is over. The next wave of attack will not come too late. Be prepared!"

"In addition, Cui Yong, your machine gun position needs to be transferred!"

"You performed well just now and killed a lot of Japanese devils. The Japanese will definitely remember your position when the Japanese devils are shot. Don't be taken away by the Japanese devils."

"Yes!" Cui Yong responded, and then everyone took action.

More than an hour later, the sound of shells fired again came from the sky.

The Japanese artillery unscrupulously used their mortars to bombard the Sichuan Legion's positions.

"The Japanese devils who remain unchanged for ten thousand years!"

"Architecture bombardment, infantry rushes, artillery bombardment when infantry rushes, you jump out and fight, infantry retreats artillery bombardment, you don't care, artillery bombardment after the infantry rushes."

Meng fucked his back against the trench and held the murmurs he wanted to talk to himself.

"Just this unchanging rigid tactic that has been destroyed by over 100,000 years, is so annoying."

"I'm so annoyed, are you chanting the tight-knob curse?"

He smiled and came to Meng Fan.

That look at me and you can tell that you are here to smoke.

"Young Master, I'm talking about the Japanese's tactics. You said that they can't get out of here by breaking the fight. It's simply unreasonable."

Meng said annoyedly and glared at him: "Get out, I'm just a few of them, I won't give them."

"You want to draw, you go to the team leader, he still has several packs!"

Bula rolled his eyes: "You're so stingy, you're just a slut, just like a Tang Monk."

"I'll ask the regiment commander for cigarettes? I'll apply directly to the regiment commander and ask you, a damn person, to rush out with people to kill the Japanese artillery. You can also be proud of us!"

Meng Fan glanced at him, then threw him a cigarette.

"You can't say it, the little master really has this idea. We have many people and great strength. We should report to the team leader together!"

Yaoma, the one on the side, sneered: "You? I see..."

Before he could finish his words, a shell exploded outside the trench.

The exploded soil was almost buried alive.

This scene immediately made Meng Fan laugh.

It was a pity that was numb and the dirt was slaughtering, and she didn't care about her mouth and kept coughing.

When the others around him saw this, he couldn't even close his mouth when he smiled.

This is the case on the battlefield. The more you don’t take the other person seriously, the easier it is for you to survive.

Just like the old saying, those who die are afraid of death.

Several new recruits watched the backbone of the Sichuan Army talking and laughing happily, and their inner tension was greatly relieved.

Emotions on the battlefield are contagious.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Yunlong likes to motivate soldiers before the war.

Every time he incited a few words before the war, the soldiers rushed up like hungry wolves.

"Okay! The cannon sound stopped, and the Japanese are about to rush up again!"

Long Weng held a handful of M16 in his hand and greeted others.

"have to!"

"We have to get busy again!"

After everyone complained, they began to prepare for the battle.

This time, the Japanese seemed to be ruthless and directly invested the forces of four squadrons, and rushed towards the Sichuan Army in two-end straggling lines.

The Sichuan Army personnel, who had already prepared, pulled the bolts and waited for the Japanese to enter the range.

"Da da da da da da!"

When there were more than 400 meters away, the Japanese's crooked man shot first.

They tried to suppress the soldiers of the Sichuan Army in this way and cover their infantry charges.

However, Cui Yong and another heavy machine gun team also opened fire.

Two machine guns are placed on both sides of the position to form a cross firepower.

The dense bullets swept towards the Japanese ruthlessly, devouring the Japanese's life.

This time, the Japanese invested more people and charged more densely.

The heavy machine gun fires first can effectively suppress and eliminate the Japanese as much as possible.

"Swoosh!"

A voice sounded, and Li Yunlong cursed directly.

"Damn it, the mortar is here again, it's not over yet, right?"

"Everyone, please avoid it!"

"Cui Yong, transfer the heavy machine gun quickly!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several mortar shells fell on the Sichuan Army's position.

The position suddenly burst into flames, shrapnel hit several soldiers who could not dodge, and the others squatted in the trenches.

Under the bombing of mortars, the firepower points on the Sichuan Army's position also stopped firing.

The Japanese took this opportunity to place their grenade launchers at a distance of only 300 meters to start firing.

Several shells roared, and one of them accurately hit the 92-heavy machine gun that had not yet been transferred.

Four warriors there died instantly.

"Damn it!" Li Yunlong cursed and smashed his circle on the earth wall.

"If my cannon is still there, I will have to be furious with this bird."

"It's really a fucking loss to fight the Japanese without artillery!"
Chapter completed!