No one is stupid. Yang Yun just said it simply and they understood the truth.

Yes, there are only 20 fishing boats in the Huai River. Even if each fishing boat rides ten Japanese devils, there are only 200 Japanese devils in total.

A mere 200 Japanese, even if they are covered in iron, how many nails can they crush?

"Captain, do we still need to continue moving forward?"

In the center of the Huaihe River, a Japanese soldier asked respectfully to the captain officer sitting behind him.

The Japanese Captain looked at the 113th Division's position on the north bank of the Huai River ahead with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he finally spoke slowly and shouted loudly: "Everyone, keep moving forward and kill the chicken!"

With the order of the Japanese captain, the Japanese drove the small fishing boats they sat down and rushed to the north bank of the Huai River.

To be honest, they really didn't take the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division on the north bank of the Huai River seriously, because in their opinion, the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division were simply vulnerable. If this hateful Huai River had not blocked their attack, they could even wipe out them completely and completely smash their positions in just one round.

They have this confidence because since they entered China, their great Japanese Empire has been invincible and unstoppable!

As for failure, haha, it doesn't exist!

In order to be the first to cross the Huai River and take the lead, these Japanese devils all rowed on the wooden pulp desperately. Therefore, the speed of the small fishing boat suddenly increased a lot, almost like arrows leaving the strings, heading straight to the north bank of the Huai River.

The idea of ​​these Japanese devils is very simple. They are trying to land on the beach, capture the enemy's positions in one fell swoop, and take the greatest contribution to this battle!

Seeing the Japanese's actions, Yang Yun knew that the time was ripe, so he said to Zhang Shaofang, the commander of the 113th Division, "Captain Zhang, you can send orders now. After all the Japanese rushed to the river bank, you can take action.

Remember two points: First, do not use heavy firepower such as mortars, and it is best not to use light and heavy machine guns.

Second, don’t have too strong firepower, or even the weaker the better. It’s best to pick some brothers with better marksmanship, try to use the smallest firepower, and wipe out the first batch of Japanese rushing over!"

Yang Yun could see the little bit of intestines in the hearts of the Japanese on the fishing boats clearly at a glance.

"Um!"

Zhang Shaofang nodded at Yang Yun, and then began to issue orders according to Yang Yun's wishes.

In fact, he had long wanted to issue an offensive order, but because he had not received the advice given by Yang Yun, he had been suppressing his inner impulse.

In addition, he was a little surprised by Yang Yun's instructions just now.

But Yang Yun didn't say it in detail, and he was embarrassed to ask.

After all, he is also the commander of the division, and he is in charge of nearly 10,000 brothers. If he asks Yang Yun for everything, wouldn’t it be too expensive?

Therefore, he must pretend to be unfathomable and everything is under control.

Although Zhang Shaofang did not ask the reason, others asked the doubts in his heart, "Captain Yang, why do we do this? Is it to save bullets? You must know that even if you deal with these only 200 Japanese devils, even if they have full firepower, they will not waste much bullets at all.

In this way, you can not only annihilate the invading Japanese in the shortest time, but also improve your morale. Why not do it?"

The one who spoke was not someone else, but a major general brigade commander under Zhang Shaofang.

"No, you are wrong with your idea, because the reason why I made such a suggestion was not entirely to save bullets, but to show the enemy's weakness and lay the groundwork for the next heavy blow to the Japanese army."

"I see!"

After listening to Yang Yun's explanation, everyone nodded heavily, and at the same time, they admired Yang Yun even more. No wonder he was able to lead the new regiment to achieve repeated military achievements. Now it seems that this is definitely not accidental, but inevitable...

On the north bank of the Huai River, above the 113th Division's position.

Seeing nearly two hundred Japanese soldiers rushing towards them in small fishing boats, almost rushing to the river bank, the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division subconsciously shook the guns in their hands.

Some people even started to check their weapons and equipment again and push the bullets to load them.

Just waiting for the command from the master's seat, they would pull the trigger of the gun in their hands without hesitation, causing a severe blow to the Japanese, so that they could see the power of their 113th Division!

However, when they received the orders conveyed by the teacher's throne, everyone was stunned.

Some of the officers and soldiers even turned their heads in disbelief and looked at the officer who conveyed the orders to them and asked if they had heard it wrong.

After getting the answer that he had not heard wrong, the anger that had just been raised in his heart was instantly extinguished.

The soldiers took obeying orders as their duty. Even though they were all Japanese detested, no one would disobey the orders given by Zhang Shaofang, the master.

But the hatred in their eyes when they looked at the Japanese was even stronger.

The order of the division commander Zhang Shaofang did not dispel the fighting spirit of these officers and soldiers. They just temporarily suppressed this fighting spirit and waited for the real Japanese army to attack before they could explode completely.

Not everyone showed a frustrated expression, such as those who were better marksmanship and were named by their superiors to snipe the brothers of these Japanese devils. At this moment, they all showed complacency and resentment towards Japanese devils.

Indifferent, and solemn!

All the officers and soldiers who received the order subconsciously held the steel gun in their hands.

Since Zhang Shaofang, the master of the master, gave them this arduous and glorious task with confidence, how could they let him down?

They must use the least bullets to kill the most Japanese, and strive to wipe out all the Japanese who dared to rush over in the shortest time.

In the eyes of these officers and soldiers, except for a little nervousness, the rest were all ferocious and cruel!

In fact, although Zhang Shaofang ordered to kill these Japanese devils with the least firepower possible.

But in order to ensure that in case, the number of officers and soldiers with good shooting skills selected by his officers was still more than 500.

Almost as long as two people eliminated one Japanese devil, they could wipe out all these Japanese devils within one round, and even more than a hundred brothers could be left out.

The Japanese on the fishing boats were still unaware of these potential crises, and they even thought that the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division were scared by them and did not dare to attack them any longer.

His face was full of ferocious pride...

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Chapter completed!