High, flat, big and small Beishan.

After the first day's tentative attack, the little devil began to adopt a steady and steady three-axe tactic. In short,

After the artillery bombardment, the infantry charged, and after the infantry charged, the artillery bombarded!

But when it comes to a brigade, a squadron and a squad, the tactics of the Japs are more detailed and more vicious.

Although commanders at all levels of the independent brigade are well aware of the tactics that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, when it comes to the battlefield, the defending side often cannot find a very effective method.

In terms of individual soldier quality, the soldiers of the Independent Brigade are currently basically on the same level as the Japs.

However, in terms of coordination of offensive tactics among squad and platoon-level units, the independent brigade was far inferior to the Japanese army.

First of all, Jiangdong's artillery battalion currently only has captured Japanese mountain artillery and a small number of German mortars, and its firepower is far inferior to the Japs carrying a field artillery regiment.

Secondly, the Japanese bombers and fighter jets came three or four times a day. The destruction effect of aerial bombs on the independent brigade positions was obvious. The terrain advantage of the independent brigade was gradually being overtaken by the Japanese firepower advantage.

Finally, every attack of the Little Japanese was extremely fast and the tactics were sharp. If the soldiers on the position were not careful, the Little Japanese would rush into front of them. In just half a day of fighting, there were already many threats of hand-to-hand combat.

According to the current development of the war, Jiangdong's strategy of preparing for long-term operations in the Beishan Mountains will be difficult to maintain.

As long as the Japs don't add more troops, there will be no problem in defending a regiment for ten days and a half.

But after these ten days and a half, the group will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and may even be maimed.

The First Regiment is the foundation of the Independent Brigade, and being maimed must never happen.

Therefore, Jiang Dong in the Yangtou Mountain headquarters was frowning and thinking.

To defend the base area, we must find ways to minimize the casualties of the troops. We also need watermelons and sesame seeds. This is almost impossible to accomplish.

"Brigadier!" Li Zhaoying walked into the headquarters dusty and dusty,

"Liu Dagui from the artillery camp is here with the machine gun!"

The Japanese planes are so rampant these days, Jiangdong decided to kill their majesty.

"How? How many cannons did he bring?"

Li Zhaoying took a sip of hot water.

"Not many, there are only three, and there are only three base numbers of cannonballs."

Jiang Dong's brows wrinkled slightly, and then quickly relaxed.

The artillery battalion only has a total of 12 20mm machine guns that can fire aircraft, but Zhu Ergou and the others need air defense in more than just Beishan and Xiaobeishan.

Gao Ping and Jin City are the focus of air defense. It is not easy to draw three cannons to support the front line.

Jiang Dong thought for a while and then said:

"Ask Liu Dagui to select the air defense positions as soon as possible. I suggest that he place the three cannons on the Big and Little Beishan Mountains. This will prevent the Japanese pilots from focusing on their heads."

"Okay, I'll go and notify them right away!"

After all, machine guns are not anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns. They can only hit low-flying fighter jets. For those hiding high, machine guns cannot reach them.

The year is about to enter 1939. In the past year and a half, China's air force and anti-aircraft firepower have been almost completely lost, and Japanese pilots have gradually developed an unscrupulous flying style.

Especially the Japanese fighter pilots, who could not find their opponents in the air, pointed their guns at the defending troops on the ground, and would swoop and shoot almost every time they flew over the battlefield.

Some brave pilots were even more lawless. They flew the plane so low that when it passed over the battlefield, the butt of the plane almost touched the heads of the soldiers.

Such a bold and reckless act, and the Chinese defenders were caught off guard, naturally made the soldiers on the battlefield jump with anger, and even greeted all the female relatives of the Japanese pilots.

But the soldiers could only live with their mouths and get bombed when they deserved it.

For two days, the Japanese pilots found no weapons on these two mountains that could threaten their safety.

Fighter pilots are becoming more and more aggressive, and they even have the courage to make some provocative and humiliating actions over the battlefield.

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, the infantry is really useless. They fought on two hills for two days and failed to defeat them!"

The two Japanese aircraft had already emptied their ammunition and were flying slowly over the battlefields of both sides. A second lieutenant pilot who had newly joined the squadron said with disdain.

The captain of the Japanese aviation squadron turned his head and looked at the devastated Beishan Mountains below. The Chinese soldiers hiding in various places were clearly visible. He was complaining about the designer of the aircraft. If only the magazine of this aircraft were bigger.

If so, he would be able to harvest at least a dozen branches and that person's life today.

"Don't comment on the actions of the infantry. If it reaches the ears of the generals, you will be rewarded."

To this fledgling subordinate, the squadron leader kindly reminded him,

"Let's go back to the airport. With things like this today, maybe we have to do it again!"

The second lieutenant pilot was obviously reluctant to leave.

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, I'll fly again, just take a look!"

"well!"

The squadron leader was a little helpless. Today's young people are really lawless. In order not to dampen his men's desire to fight, he raised the fighter jet to give the second lieutenant enough room to perform.

"Company Commander!" A soldier on the first company's position pointed to the western sky and shouted,

"The Japanese plane is coming again!"

Yang Fugui and Lu Zhuoran looked up into the sky and saw a Japanese aircraft that had adjusted its direction and was speeding towards the position. It looked so menacing that it looked like an eagle catching chickens.

"Damn it!" Yang Fugui cursed and shouted to the soldiers,

"Hidden! Hidden quickly!"

After countless battles, Yang Fugui and others were able to tell the difference between Jaap fighter jets and bombers.

No one is very afraid of the bombers that lay eggs above their heads, because there are traffic trenches and anti-gun holes built on the position. When the bombers come, the soldiers will retreat to the holes as quickly as possible, and the casualties caused will not be large.

But this kind of small fighter jets are different. They will suddenly swoop down from the sky when the battle is at its fiercest. No soldier will survive in the gully created by the two large-caliber bullets.

The whistling sound was getting closer and closer, and there was a sudden roar on the battlefield. The soldiers held their heads and hid in the trenches, waiting for the plague to pass as soon as possible.

Yang Fugui and Lu Zhuoran were also lying on the ground, but their peripheral vision kept staring at the approaching Japanese plane.

The two fatal bursts of gunfire from the Japanese plane never appeared. Just when everyone was confused, the plane had already landed above their heads.

The second lieutenant of the Japanese army prided himself on his excellent flying skills. He raised the speed of the fighter jet to the fastest speed and lowered the altitude to the lowest level. The butt of the plane was almost grazing the surface of the Dabeishan position.

The soldiers lying in the trenches were shaken by the huge roar of the aircraft engines, their heads were dizzy, and their eardrums were swollen.

The high-speed rotating propeller blew down the military flags on the position, and countless dust and sand rose up.

"Hahaha………"

After the Japanese second lieutenant succeeded in humiliating him, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

The Japanese squadron leader in mid-air also smiled bitterly when he saw this. He really couldn't understand the world of young people.

"Bah, bah, bah...what a fool!"

The soldiers on the battlefield got up in disgrace. Everyone knew that the Japanese pilots had deliberately come to humiliate them. Looking at the two planes that were gradually going away, there was nothing they could do except curse.

Yang Fugui carefully raised the general's flag again. The pilot's actions were of little help on the battlefield. As long as he held the position firmly in his hands, the day of victory would never be far away.
Chapter completed!