Author: Little Instructor

The major, who looked thin but very energetic, looked up at Zhou Weiguo, picked up his pen and began Zhou Weiguo's hometown, age and education.

Zhou Weiguo finished talking about Zhou Wen's age and hometown, paused for a moment, then took out the student ID of Soochow University and placed it on the dark table, adding: "I am a student of Soochow University."

When the major heard that Zhou Weiguo was a student of Soochow University, he couldn't help but look at him more and then picked up the student ID and waited and put it down.

The major, who had thought for a while, picked up the pen and lowered his head to write on a piece of paper for a while. After writing, he took the seal from the side and handed it to Zhou Weiguo casually; "Go to the back to collect the military uniforms, come here to gather, and someone will take you there."

After thanking the major, Zhou Weiguo walked towards the place where the major pointed to look like a warehouse. He looked down at the paper in his hand.

Zhou Weiguo, the 88th Division's third battalion, was commanded by a platoon.

How could it be the platoon leader? Did the major write it wrong?

Zhou Weiguo turned around and wanted to ask, but the soldier in front who was responsible for distributing materials shouted, and he could only hand the note to an officer in confusion.

After reading the notes, the officer turned around and left to get a light green military uniform and a second lieutenant's collar seal for Zhou Weiguo, and filled it out on the collar seal on his chest and handed it to Zhou Weiguo.

I really don't understand.

Looking at his officer uniform and the assigned Mauser rifle.

Zhou Weiguo didn't understand why he was the platoon leader. When he saw a second lieutenant coming, he hurried over and smiled and asked what was for.

The second lieutenant's response made him understand. The Shanghai conflict caused heavy losses. Zhabei, guarded by the 88th Division, was the key attack direction of the Japanese army. The front-line officers had long died and the division headquarters could not supplement them. Therefore, they ordered some educated soldiers to be selected from the recruited soldiers to serve as front-line officers.

As a college student, I naturally had no suspense to become a front-line commander.

A commander who may not be able to come back even if he goes up.

He recalled the words of the second lieutenant who left in shock. Zhou Weiguo looked at the military uniform in his hand and murmured to himself: "Is he going to become cannon fodder?"

He shivered, and he looked up at Zhabei and looked coldly and thought to himself.

The bullets and shells that I wanted to die have not been built yet.

His excellent skills and skills allowed Zhou Weiguo, who had been on the battlefield after resting for less than half a day, not only did he not break any oil on the battlefield, but also killed a Japanese lieutenant yesterday because of his bravery in fighting during several battles, and the first company commander was killed yesterday. He was promoted to the acting company commander of the first company.

It was less than half a day since he served as the acting company commander. The third battalion was ordered to go to Jinjiazhai to support and cooperate with friendly forces to wipe out the hundreds of Japanese troops entrenched in Jinjiazhai, thereby shattering the Japanese army's plan to occupy the temple and cut off the 19th Route Army and the Fifth Army.

After receiving the order, the Third Battalion set out at around 4 a.m., Tianming arrived at the Jinjiazhai and was placed in the second offensive echelon, which was about 350 meters away from the Jinjiazhai.

The artillery of the 88th Division is carrying out a coverage strike on the Japanese positions.

With the sound of cannons, Zhou Weiguo, who was lying in front of a crater waiting for the attack order, felt something was wrong.

During this period of time, when the Japanese army fought against them, once the artillery on their own side suppressed them, the Japanese army would soon use ten times the artillery shells to counter-suppress them.

But today.

The artillery has been fighting for about ten minutes, and the Japanese artillery has not made any noise at all, which is unreasonable.

He thought about it and turned his head to see the battalion commander Wu Yong in a crater not far from his right, so he climbed over and said, "Battery Commander, is something wrong?"

The third battalion commander Wu Yong was not only big but also had a beard on his cheeks. He looked at Weiguo next week with a fierce look on his face slightly; "What's wrong?"

It was wrong, and I really couldn't say it. Zhou Weiguo lowered his head and thought, but before he could think about it, the charge behind him rang out, and the troops in the first echelon began to attack.

"What did you say, what's wrong..." Wu Yong's voice increased eighth degrees. But he hadn't finished speaking.

Twist...

chug……

The crisp sound of the Type 92 Japanese heavy machine gun sounded.

Zhou Weiguo hurriedly looked forward.

The two Type 92 heavy machine guns had a fire point, forming cross firepower from one to the other, suppressing the charge army. More than 200 people in the first echelon were suppressed by the machine guns and could not raise their heads.

A team of Japanese artillery appeared one hundred meters behind the machine gunners, and they were setting up 92 infantry artillery. They were outside the range of the mortars, and the artillery of the 88th Division could not suppress them at all.

Zhou Weiguo estimated that if those infantry cannons fired, a large number of soldiers who were suppressed in front would have to die.

"Battlefield Commander Wu, the superiors have the order to order your troops to attack immediately, and to receive the suppressed brothers and cover their evacuation." The messenger of the regiment headquarters came to convey the order and supervise and execute the third battalion.

After reading the order, Wu Yong took a deep breath and bit his mouth and sighed as if he was unwilling to give up. "Order, one firepower cover, two and three consecutive roundabout attacks, attracting the enemy's firepower, let..."

"Battery Commander, you can't fight like this. Not only will we get involved in this fight, but the troops in front also want to come back." After hearing Wu Yong's arrangement, Zhou Weiguo interrupted the road.

The Japanese firepower points were deployed across the board, with a wide range of shooting angles. No matter from any angle of attack, it was within his range. The opponent was not a cannon, so he would definitely use artillery to attack the suppressed infantry in front, and it was too late to attract fire.

The only way.

Only by knocking out their machine gunners and clearing obstacles to progress.

The army rushed in and was entangled with the Japanese bayonet. The Japanese artillery was destroyed.

This battle was won.

Wu Yong didn't understand why, and Zhou Weiguo's suggestions were the most appropriate, and he also thought of this way.

However, at a distance of more than 300 meters, I could not kill the opponent's machine gunner at all. Not to mention myself, the entire Fifth Army cannot find anyone who can kill the opponent's machine gunner at such a long distance. I can only use this kind of unscrupulous method.

"I know what you mean, but..." Wu Yong sighed.

Zhou Weiguo looked at the Japanese machine gunner in the distance.

After licking his cleaved lips, Zhou Weiguo put the waffle gun into the holster. He reached out to get a Mauser rifle from a soldier next to him. He pulled the bolt and skillfully put the bullet on the bullet and turned on the auxiliary shooting device: "I'll give it a try."

What, he...he wants to give it a try, I heard it right?

Wu Yong opened his mouth wide in surprise. Why did he feel that he heard the most funny sentence.

Zhou Weiguo in front of him seemed to want to attack the enemy's machine gunner from this.

It's crazy, this is more than 300 meters. The enemy's firepower point is here, but it's only the size of a copper coin. What's he joking? Wu Yong's eyes widened and he showed a look of disbelief.

People around him would not believe it, more than three hundred meters, I want to kill the enemy machine gunner.

Not to mention this regiment, even the entire brigade and even the entire 5th Army, there is no such person.

Unless...unless it is a god.

But Company Commander Zhou in front of him wanted to attack the opponent's machine gunner. Is this possible?

Zhou Weiguo didn't want to pay attention to his questioning and ridiculed eyes, and he just thought about it.

Those who can quickly issue orders to rescue cannot be the regiment commander or even the division commander, but the few people in the bunker above. They must know the great relationship.

I don’t want to use my nepotism with Chief Zhang to enter the army, but this does not mean that I cannot let him see his abilities.

Rather than starting a place where no one knows it, it is better to act now as a battalion commander and regiment commander and this place that can be observed by the command center.

Kill the enemy machine gunner.

First, clear the obstacles, and second, once people are sent to investigate, there will be no one who will be in the forefront.

Zhou Weiguo, who closed his eyes slightly, stuck out his tongue and tried to test the direction of the wind.

The southwest wind is northerly, and the rheumatism is not taken into account. I silently recite the data. Zhou Weiguo's muzzle slowly moved an inch to the right, and then lifted the muzzle slightly upwards.

Bang...

Zhou Weiguo pulled the trigger in the look of laughter and disbelief of everyone.

(End of this chapter)
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