The system sent me to fight

Once discovered by the defenders in advance, they will inevitably be shot and killed by the defenders.

Fortunately, it was almost one o'clock in the morning at this time, and the pitch-black night provided an excellent cover for the actions of the Japanese army.

But also because of poor visibility conditions, it is difficult for the little devil to detect some traps on the mudflats on the river bank.

Suddenly, a dozen little devils walking in front of Maoyao fell into the traps dug by the various battalions of the Huben Regiment unexpectedly.

"Baga! There is a pit, save me, save me quickly"

These unlucky little devils eagerly called for other companions to come and rescue them.

"Quickly drop over and save them!"

A ghost captain who accompanied him lowered his voice and ordered the soldiers next to him to save people.

A group of devils stepped forward cautiously.

However, before they got close to their companions who were in the deep mud pit, these little devils who went to rescue also fell into the surrounding puddles and traps.

"Baga! These Chinese defenders are really cunning, really hateful!"

Captain Guizi couldn't help cursing angrily when he saw his subordinates sinking into the mud pit one by one.

The depth of these mud pits is more than 1.5 meters, and the bottom of the pits is covered with silt.

The little devils are all short-legged, most of them are less than 1.5 meters tall, and those over 1.6 meters are even rarer.

Once the little devil falls, he will sink deeper and deeper like falling into a swamp. It is almost impossible to climb out of it without help from others.

"Ya Ya Butterfly! Help, help me"

Because of their short stature, several little devils struggled unwillingly in the pit for a while, and their whole bodies were completely swallowed by the mud ruthlessly.

Seeing this, the little devil at the back didn't dare to approach at all, so he could only untie his gun belt to extend the distance to save people.

The effect of pits on killing the enemy is really not very great, far less than that of landmines, and digging is time-consuming and laborious.

Of course, Yang Jing's order to dig the trap was not to cause too many casualties to the Japanese army.

It's purely to show the enemy's weakness, so that the little devil has the illusion that the tiger's regiment is short of supplies, and even the minefield cannot be completely arranged.

Thus allowing the Japanese army to charge forward boldly with confidence.

Of course, these traps also have another function, that is, when the Japanese army is blocked and tries to retreat in vain, they can effectively intercept the little devils.

It took half an hour for the little devil to land on the north bank of the Huaihe River, but it took them an hour just to save people.

Knowing that there was a trap ahead, the devil commander who led the team began to think seriously, thinking of ways to get through these obstacles.

Although the little devil is short in stature and looks abnormally developed, he is definitely not stupid.

Otherwise, it is impossible to rely on a few small islands with poor materials to develop into a military power that can dominate Asia.

After thinking for a few minutes, the devil commander thought of a good way.

"Everyone is lying on the ground, crawling forward in a low position, hurry up! Hurry up!"

Under the command of the commander, the devil soldiers lay down on the ground one by one, slowly crawling forward like bedbugs.

I have to say that this little devil commander is really smart, and this idea is very practical and scientific.

The human body lies on the ground, which can greatly increase the relief area with the ground, and prevent the body from sinking into the mud pit.

Due to the slowing down, they can also discover the pits hidden in the ground in time, so they can detour around them.

The little devil was covered in mud, crawling in embarrassment, cursing the damn Chinese defenders in his mouth, and venting his anger with words such as Baga and Road.

These little devils crossing the river at night thought they were covered by the night, and the Chinese defenders on the other side of the river would never find them.

As everyone knows, the Huben Group has already been equipped with advanced black technology products such as low-light night vision binoculars.

The little devils who think they have the cover of the night, in the eyes of the sentinels of the Huben regiment, are like a group of naked clowns without pants, and they have nowhere to hide.

An hour ago, when the first group of devils had just crossed the river, Yang Jing received a call from a sentinel on duty at the front line.

After being woken up, Yang Jing got dressed and got up cursing.

Then all the military chiefs of the battalions and companies were called up, and a simple battle plan was deployed.

I have to say that the little devil's night attack was really beyond Yang Jing's expectation.

Because, in his perception, little devils rarely initiate night battles on their own initiative.

At night, the devil's aviation and field artillery and other strategic units were unable to participate in the battle, providing effective fire support to the attacking troops.

Therefore, the Japanese army generally ceased fighting after dark, and continued to attack after dawn the next day.

Fortunately, Yang Jing dug a trap on the river beach ahead of time and deployed a minefield, which effectively slowed down the advance speed of the devils.

Otherwise, even if the sentinel on duty could detect the devil's night attack in time, he would be caught off guard by the little devil because he was unprepared.

Even if the invading enemy could be defeated in the end, Yang Jing was unwilling to suffer the loss.

"The brains of these little devils listen to the light, and they also know how to crawl in a low position to increase the contact area between the body and the ground, so as to pass through the trap, ha ha!"

Yang Jing held up the low-light night vision binoculars to observe, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a sinister sneer like a fox on his face.

He showed such a smile, which meant that the little devil in front of him was not far from death.

"Squeeze your ears, pass the order down, the front-line soldiers are ready for battle, equipped with tracer bullets to indicate lighting!

Then order the 1st artillery company to fire flares, and the 2nd artillery company to bomb the devil's assault troops!

The 3rd Artillery Company destroyed all the boats docked on the river bank for me, and I threw all these little devils into the Huaihe River to feed the fish, so that they would never come back! "

"Yes, group seat!"

Ma Tong, Bai Laosan, Shi Yibiao, and Niu Dazhuang shook the phone and immediately conveyed Yang Jing's order to the frontline ministries.

Under the command of the 6th Japanese Infantry Regiment, the devil soldiers of the 1st Battalion and the 2nd Battalion managed to get through the trap line set up by the Huben Regiment, but their nightmare had just begun.

Under Yang Jing's instruction, the battalions of the Huben Regiment deployed a large minefield 50 meters north of the pit.

The little devil didn't know the markings on the mines, so he managed to cross the trap area that looked like a nightmare.

They immediately speeded up and moved forward, thinking in their hearts that they must teach those nasty Chinese soldiers in front of them a lesson.

The devils who rushed ahead quickly rushed into the minefield.

"boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion on the second line of defense on the north bank of the river beach.

Flames soaring into the sky shot up one after another, instantly illuminating the entire river beach like daytime.

A large area of ​​pebbles and sand on the river beach, accompanied by the huge shock wave generated by the explosion, splashed around with countless fragments of landmines.

The more than 100 little devils who opened the way ahead were the first to be killed by landmines.

The area near the river beach is an open area, and there is no shelter around it. The fragments of landmines can achieve the maximum killing effect.

"what!"

"Ugh, ugh!"

"Ya Butterfly! Save me, save me!"

The ghost soldiers of the 6th Infantry Regiment fell in groups on the river beach, screaming one after another.

It's like celebrating the New Year in the village, collectively killing pigs for the New Year, it's so lively.

Dozens of little devils were killed on the spot. What's more, they were directly lifted into the air by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and then fell back to the ground like a dead dog.

Another part of the little devils fell to the ground in pain.

Some devils had their dog legs broken, some devils were blinded by the bombing, and some devils were dying from the bombing.

Lying on the ground wriggling and twisting in pain, he didn't even have the strength to make a miserable howl, so he could only whimper and whimper in his throat.

"Baga! There are mines, there are mines, back up, back up quickly!"

The little devils who were not injured by the landmines lay down on the ground one after another, looking around in horror.

"Baga, Lu! These damned Chinese people are really hateful!"

Commander Guizi wiped away the sand from his eyes, pulled out his saber from his waist, swung it forward vigorously, pulled his neck and ordered hoarsely: "Fearless warriors of the empire, take down the Chinese army's position in front!"

"Kill the chicken!"

"Kill the chicken!"

About a squadron, about 200 little devils acted as death squads, advancing in scattered lines, using flesh and blood to fight thunder.

Devil soldiers, especially those in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, have been thoroughly brainwashed by the ideology of Junism. They are out-and-out fanatics and fearless war machines.

For the commander's order, it has always been the order and prohibition, and the law is followed.

Even if the devil commander asked them to serve as death squads to die, the little devil would never back down.

Of course, except for one division, that is the 4th Division of the Japanese Army known as the Messenger of Peace, that is, the Osaka Merchant Division.

Although these devils who are daredevils are stupid, their courage is truly incomparable.

However, they were just lighting lanterns in the latrine, and became human targets under the guns of the Yaowan defenders.

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

In the frontline position of the Huben Regiment, dense gunshots suddenly sounded.

Ten MG10 general-purpose machine guns equipped with tracer bullets fired at the same time, and immediately poured out a large amount of dense bullet rain.

I saw that the tracer bullets dragged their long green light tails and flew towards the devils who were rushing on the river beach.

The tracer bullets were launched in the dark, and the scene was very spectacular. The firing lines of the bullets were like laser beams flying.

It's like a laser weapon in a sci-fi movie.

It is worth mentioning that tracer bullets are shells or bullets filled with luminous chemicals, which emit red, yellow, green, and other colors of light after firing. This type of bullet is used to indicate ballistics and targets.

The difference between tracer bullets and other bullet warheads is that the warhead will emit bright light during flight, and show the trajectory when the light source is insufficient or in the dark, assisting the shooter to correct the trajectory.

It can even provide other friendly forces with offensive directions and target locations.

With the upgrade of Yang Jing's system characters, the functions of the system mall will be unlocked step by step.

There are more and more weapons and equipment available for exchange, as well as various items.

Tracer bombs and flares were put on the shelves, and they could be purchased and exchanged directly in the system store.

It's just that the price is much more expensive than ordinary bullets.

There are only 1 rounds in a box of 7.92mm tracer bullets, and the exchange price is as high as 300 merit points.

It is 10 times the price of ordinary bullets.

The exchange price for a box of flares is as high as a terrifying 1 merit points.

When Yang Jing just unlocked the function in the system mall, he exchanged 100 boxes of tracer bombs and 20 boxes of flares in advance for emergencies, and now they are ready to be used.

The front-line machine gun team of the Huben regiment, according to the lighting and instructions of tracer bullets, could vaguely see the attacking little devil.

"Da da da!"

"Thumbs up!"

The rest of the dozens of MG42 general-purpose machine guns fired one after another, making continuous angry roars.

In addition, the riflemen also pulled the trigger one after another.

The bullets carried the line of fire and rolled out like a dam releasing flood, attacking the little devil on the river beach fiercely.

"Ugh!"

"Ugh! Ugh!"

The MG42 general-purpose machine gun, known as Hitler's chainsaw, was a piece of equipment that frightened the Allied forces during World War II.

Its rate of fire is as high as a terrifying 700 rounds per minute, almost twice that of the Japanese Type [-] heavy machine gun.

The performance is also far more reliable than the Type [-].

The little devil was mercilessly shot and killed by Hitler's chainsaw, and he rolled and fell on the river beach in pieces, and his corpses were scattered all over the field.

Among them are some stumps and broken arms that were directly interrupted by machine gun bullets.