Another big catch was the cooking squad of the guard company and the mortar company, who cut off some of the horse's legs and prepared to improve the food for the soldiers, stewing horse meat to eat. However, it had to be stewed at night, and there was no such time during the day.

Han Xing's mortar guerrillas continued northward, looking for opportunities to find trouble with the enemy along the transport lines of the devils.

The wind in September is soft, the clouds are gentle, and even the singing of birds in the distance is clear and bright. The footsteps of the troops are brushed on the mountain road.

Autumn is shallow, can not hide the dark fragrance of residual flowers, the wind is light, can not stop the autumn gradually thickened. Unconsciously, time ushered in a poetic autumn again, whether it is the path in the mountains of Hunan, or the flowing water of the Mufu Mountain, all of them are covered with a thin layer of autumn. Mountain maple, attached to the autumn water; The wind groaned, startling a river of autumn rhyme.

The autumn wind of a season gently unveils the prelude to autumn, and the autumn shadow lingers; The wind blows and moves, blowing a gentle coolness; It also warmed the fireworks in the world and enriched the chrysanthemums in various forms.

Han Xing gently lifted the corner of autumn, and suddenly saw a fallen leaf, floating from the autumn season, snubbing the summer day and rendering the autumn colors. Vaguely, it seemed that Han Xing heard the call of autumn, so he packed up his mood and carried a few shallow drops of autumn rain; A few gentle breezes, through the messiness of the four seasons; In the staggered gap between the sun and the moon, we quietly crossed the threshold of autumn, and moved forward with the understanding of autumn.

Smelling the smell of autumn, heading in the direction of the morning sun and the autumn sun, and setting off to the depths of autumn, to find the traces of autumn and to kill the demons in the world.

In the early morning, the singing of a small bird pierced the silent mountain forest, and a red sun erupted, and everything that had fallen asleep woke up in the dawn, and also woke up the soldiers in the night camp. A ray of sunshine through the layers of leaves, urging the soldiers to chase the autumn wind to go far away, dripping autumn dew, reluctant to bid us farewell, wishing us a smooth journey.

After eating the tendons, the horse meat that can never be cooked salty, the troops can't wait to start chasing the devil and discovering the devil. With awe and curiosity about nature, the troops slowly walked into the canyon, blending into the misty autumn colors, watching the mountains reflect the autumn sun several times, and the red maples were dyed. Looking up at the magic of the primitive style, Han Xing couldn't help but sigh at the magic of nature, the continuous mountains, like a light and elegant ink painting of green mountains and green waters, taking the sun, moon and rivers and mountains into his arms one by one.

The glow of the sun is falling, pouring thousands of miles, and the autumn sun dyes the mountain peaks into a faint gold, and a few floating clouds sweep across the sky and fly over the mountain peaks. The willows of the graceful trees, low-hanging charming, under the reflection of the autumn sun, shaking ripples, dancing in the gentle autumn breeze, the fragrance of a season of osmanthus is late, fragrant, overflowing and spreading.

The wild flowers and idle grasses all over the mountains quietly reveal the elegant beauty in the hidden green of the forest, such as clusters of red, dancing with the melody of autumn, intoxicated with smoke and rain, and beautiful autumn colors. The crimson of the maple leaves, flushed with a mountain of autumn colors, seems to be a woman's lightly powdered cheeks, swaying with moving tenderness, staring at you affectionately, amorous charm, drunk with a pool of hopeless autumn water.

Butterflies dance thin wings, chasing in pairs among the flowers and grass, a few birds that know autumn fall on the emerald green branches, depending on the autumn color, whispering, with a season's tenderness, singing and crying, dancing lightly in the heavenly kingdom of birds and flowers, chanting the green peak of the lonely mountain, graceful as gently chanting a soft poem, admiring the beautiful beautiful mountains and rivers.

The beautiful mountain scenery of Hunan has aroused the infinite reverie of Han Xing......

At this time, the scout came to report: "Report to Commander Han, on the path ahead, I found a large number of devils, some walking and packing, I don't know what team of devils it is." ”

Han Xing told the troops to be hidden, and he flew to the front with Zhang Xiaosan and Qian Yi to observe the enemy's situation.

The dense bamboo forest, the crooked miscellaneous trees, and the half-human deep weeds just hid the bodies of the three people. Han Xing observed it with a telescope, and then handed the telescope to Zhang Xiaosan to watch. As for Qian Yifei, because he is an artilleryman, he has long been equipped with a telescope, and the telescope is his other pair of eyes.

A caravan of devils came from the north of the valley to the south. It seems that the soldiers are quite tired, and the horses they carry are also quite tired. It seems that this group of Japanese troops has been gone for a long time.

"What team do you look like?" Han Xing asked Qian Yifei.

Qian Yifei looked at it for a while and said, "How can I look at it, it looks like an artillery of the Japanese army." They lacked light weapons, and the horses were heavily loaded, and I saw one horse on wheels that looked like heavy artillery. Yes, I think it looks like Japanese artillery, and there is a cannon barrel. ”

Han Xing also nodded, Qian Yifei's judgment coincided with his own judgment. It was precisely because of the destruction of the road that the devil's artillery wing fell behind, and they were not inactive, no, they risked all odds to catch up.

As soon as this artillery and the infantry wing of the 33rd Division were combined, it would be like a tiger with wings, and its combat effectiveness would suddenly become stronger.

Several people observed for a while, judging from the number of devils, equipment and horses, this was the mountain artillery wing of the 33rd Division.

Han Xing said to Zhang Xiaosan and Qian Yifei: "What do you two think? ”

Qian Yifei said firmly: "Commander Han, we must resolutely destroy this mountain artillery wing, and we must not let them join the infantry wing in front. ”

Zhang Xiaosan also said: "Ambush is our forte, the mountains here are high and the forests are dense, just to ambush him." If you don't beat him up with such a good opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life and can't sleep. ”

Han Xing nodded and said, "You two company commanders think so, I feel relieved." If this mountain artillery wing were to join forces with the Japanese troops in front, it would be blind and harmful--there was no cure, so it had to be destroyed. Let's talk about how to fight? ”

Qian Yifei said: "Artillery attacks are our forte, and if we hit and run, they can't catch up with us." ”

Zhang Xiaosan said: "The artillery is to fight and run, and our infantry is covering them." If the little devils dare to chase after them, we will ambush them. If he had been clever and hadn't chased him, we'd have spared them. ”

Han Xing smiled and said, "If you two say that, it will save my heart, I don't need to command, just lie here and watch the formation." Let's just fight! Aren't there those powerful 120-mm heavy mortars, take them out and try them, how about our 60-mm mortars? ”

Qian Yifei said: "I was about to talk about trying a 120mm mortar, but you said it." We haven't shot this kind of cannon yet, so let's test its effect. No, the opportunity for live-fire exercises has come. ”

A few people chose a good terrain, and then each commanded his own company and quietly ambushed him. Qian Yifei's company quietly unloaded the 120-mm heavy mortars, and then carried them on their shoulders and transported them to the ambush site.

These 120 mm heavy mortars, each nearly 300 kilograms, are quite heavy even if they are disassembled. But the fighters managed to transport them to the ambush site.

As for the Donhippos with these heavy mortars, they are a little further away from the ambush site. The first is afraid of alarming these cattle, the second is afraid that if the enemy artillery returns fire, so as not to hurt these creatures, and the third is that their flexibility is not as good as that of people after all, after the ambush, they first withdraw the mortars, and then attach them to these Don hippos, and quickly retreat.

The commander of the mountain artillery wing is the Fu family politician Dazuo. At the beginning, in order to make up for the lack of combat effectiveness of the 33rd Division, the Supreme Staff of the Japanese Army was specially equipped with superior artillery, in addition to a mountain artillery wing, there was also a heavy artillery wing.

This mountain artillery group has an establishment of 2,322 people, and there are three artillery brigades of 688 people, each equipped with 12 75mm mountain guns, that is, a total of 36 mountain guns. So the firepower is very powerful. According to the characteristics of China's topography, the mountain artillery wing was carried by pack horses, that is, all of them were transported by Don hippos and used as leg power.

When it comes to battle, the mountain artillery is unloaded from the horses, quickly assembled, and then fought. Once the battle is complete, the mountain cannons are dismantled, mounted on horses, and quickly advanced or retreated.

The mountain artillery wing is mainly equipped with Type 41 mountain artillery. This mountain gun has a caliber of 75 mm, a total weight of 725 kg, a barrel length of 1.32 meters, an operator of 10 people, a maximum rate of fire of 10 rounds / min, and a maximum firing range of 6300 meters.

For such a heavy cannon, a cannon must be carried by at least 6 horses.

It was these damned mountain roads that forced the artillery wing and the infantry wing apart. Once separated, the artillery lost the protection of the infantry, and the infantry lost the fire support of the artillery. It can also be said that the infantry and artillery are united, a tiger with wings, and two separated, that is, two sheep.

The Fu Jiazheng Men's Brigade not only suffered from the muddy roads along the way, but also was often harassed by various Chinese troops, and it can also be said that it was a rat crossing the street, constantly being attacked by various Chinese armed forces along the way.

Another difficulty is that there is no food to drink, and the supplies are also cut off, so you can only go for a while, and if you find food, you will have food, and if you can't find food, you will only be hungry.

Fu Jiazheng Nan received telegrams several times a day, and the commander of the 33rd Division, Gansu Shigetaro, kept urging Fu Jiazheng Nan's mountain artillery wing, telling him to rush to the Yong'an front line as soon as possible. This made the Fu family man very entangled, hurry to the front line, the team can't eat, where is the strength to hurry! The faster you run, the sooner you die.

If you don't obey orders, then only military law will be involved, and what awaits you will be severe punishment!

Fu Jia Masao is still an orthodox soldier, even if he is tired and starved to death, he must resolutely carry out the orders of Gansu Shigetaro, so he constantly urges the mountain artillery unit, forward, and fast.

A wing, more than 2,000 people, lined up in a long snake formation, on the extremely bad road, with difficulty.

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