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The first thousand four hundred and ninety-two chapters five battalion attack

"Can you send the fifth camp here? That's one of the three most elite battalions of Jin Zilong!"

Xu Ming was a little worried. He was afraid that Jin Zilong would be discounted, and he didn't believe that there were only more than 2,000 people in the fifth camp.

Jin Zilong has developed the best. The Fifth Battalion not only has infantry, but also artillery squadron, and even a cavalry company with 400 people.

Although the number of people reported was more than 2,300, there were only a few people in the command center who believed it.

"It's okay. He took the most advantage before, and this time he should have bleeding.

His fifth battalion has a force of more than 2,000. I guess he can stand up to one regiment, or strengthen the regiment!"

Due to the organization of the Eighth Route Army, there were tens of thousands of people in a regiment. As long as you keep developing, you can do as many people, but your official position will generally not change.

Li Jian likes this, he likes to recruit soldiers constantly and train soldiers slowly. After going to the battlefield, he will come out in batches of veterans.

...

"Grandma, the commander is going to rob me! This is going to make me bleed!"

After Jin Zilong from the southeast received Li Jian's information, he was speechless in an instant, constantly touching his buzz head, muttering in his mouth.

The political commissar on the side didn't know what was going on, and he also learned to smoke. He slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched out two and handed them over and said with a smile:

"Come on, Lao Jin!"

"Go and go, I'm annoyed now, don't fool me with this broken cigarette!"

The political commissar smiled so much that he took back a cigarette, then took out a lighter and lit it. There was still an unstoppable smile at the corner of his eyes.

"You...Who asked you to fool the commander? A fifth battalion with more than 3,000 people said that there were only more than 2,000 people. There were eight infantry artillery guns alone. You said that there was only one squadron.

You don’t know who we commander is. You want to fool him. Do you think it’s possible?”

The political commissar is also an old man from the Independent Detachment, or he has joined the Independent Detachment a long time ago and has been put down early, so he became the political commissar of the Third Brigade.

Jin Zilong was also silent. The political commissar was right. Who is the commander?

Can he fool it?

Now the retribution is coming!

One of his battalions needs to help the Fourth and Fifth brigades withstand an independent infantry brigade and all subsequent troops.

This time their casualties are extremely small, and it would be great if more than 3,000 people were left.

I heard that this time the Independent Infantry Brigade came from the Japanese XX Brigade, and the one who was the most elite, it would be strange if Jin Zilong was not in a hurry.

His brigade now has more than a dozen battalions, but there are only three elite battalions. It would be strange if he doesn’t have any thoughts when he pulls out one at once!

"The commander wants me to go out, okay, I agree! But I have a request!"

"Hey hey, Lao Jin, don't be stupid. The commander said that we can take all the battalions over, and we can't get a discount!"

When the political commissar saw Jin Zilong like this, he instantly threw away the cigarette, but Jin Zilong took the opportunity to grab the pocket on the other side of him and took out a black cigarette from it, which turned out to be a cigar.

"Grandma, I know you're hiding your own private parts!"

After saying that, he grabbed it in his mouth. Before the political commissar could grab it back, the lighter lit it, and took a sip and found that the smell was not good.

"Old Jin, what do you want to do?"

The political commissar let go of Jin Zilong, who took another breath, and then replied hatefully:

"The commander wants me to bleed, so I have to ask for something too!

I heard that there is a German general-purpose machine gun on the fortress. I will come over to kill these Japanese devils!”

Jin Zilong stretched out his hand, and Li Jian could not have refused.

When Li Jian from the command center saw this telegram, he shook his head helplessly and cursed:

"I knew this kid was not so honest. Look, since I still care about machine guns, we have to use various methods. Now there are only four general-purpose machine guns in the village. This kid actually needs two. It's really time to open his mouth!"

Li Jian smiled and threw the telegram to Xu Ming. The latter had no expression, but just grinned. Obviously, he had expected Jin Zilong's expression.

"What are you going to do?"

"Give it!"

Li Jian waved his hand generously. It was all his own troops, so he couldn't watch them cause major casualties!

Zhao Yiyi quickly sent a set of equipment, including some accessories made by the arsenal.

When the Fifth Battalion arrived at the place, it encountered a squadron where the Japanese came to explore the way and started working.

These Japanese soldiers are the vanguards and have strong combat power. If they hadn't had their firepower, they would have had greater casualties!

Da da da da da ~

The gunshots are very loud, especially the sound of machine guns. This sound is not as light and crisp as those displayed in the TV series, but is very stuffy and even heavy!

"Battery Commander, the Japanese have retreated!"

A company commander ran to the fifth battalion commander and replied.

The fifth camp is worthy of being an elite. Nearly 70% of the people have steel helmets on their heads, and the guys in their hands are either made by the 38th hood or Hanyang, and there are many flower mechanisms.

The semi-automatic is only available in the front row of two companies. They are specifically responsible for the fierce attack and have high requirements for firepower.

"Several even built positions on site, and we put the defense zone in this area.

Let's assume the radio station immediately, contact the captain and the others, and let the nine companies pull them apart for me, don't pile them together, the artillery immediately hides..."

The soldiers of the Fifth Battalion moved very quickly because there were nearly 700 people in it, which were collected by the puppet troops of the regular army of the National Government, and more than 800 were the original veterans of their Fifth Battalion.

With half of the veterans, it is difficult for the troops to develop.

Therefore, it is normal for the Fifth Battalion to be an elite force. Although this battle was suddenly fought, it was ultimately unable to defeat the weapon advantage of the vanguard of the Fifth Battalion.

"Battery Commander, this is Deputy Captain Zhu of the Fourth Brigade. He came here to explain the situation to us."

"Hello!"

The two of them were not long-winded. Soon Deputy Captain Zhu took out a map and clearly marked where the Japanese were, how many troops they had, and what their advantages were...

"Before we are a Japanese in an independent infantry brigade. We can first use artillery bombardment and transfer after the attack!"

The fifth battalion commander was still very smart, asking the mortar to move first and see what the Japanese deployment was like.

The Japanese had just retreated. They thought that the two sides had just gone through a fierce battle and would have a short rest before fighting, but they didn't expect that as soon as they came back, the shells behind them came.

Chirp ~

Boom ~

Boom ~

Boom ~

After the pile of shells were blown up, they didn't care whether the Japanese were killed or not, or even where they were blown up. Anyway, they ran away after the fight.

When a small team of infantry from the Japanese came over, they were blown away by some thunders, and they cursed "Bagayalu".
Chapter completed!
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