In fact, the arrangement made by Liu Lang this time is not complicated.

Since the No. 600 people in the 1st battalion were stuck by the Japanese army and couldn't leave, the big guy wouldn't leave, so it would be better to accompany the Japanese army to do a job here.

The Japanese army no longer has curved artillery, even if the position is temporary, the Japanese army wants to use the previous artillery to complete the infantry attack, and the infantry can not attack and then the artillery bombardment will not work.

And now he still has 8 mountain guns in his hand, from the perspective of pure infantry attack and defense, the Japanese army wants to swallow the more than 300 people who can fight in the current infantry battalion, as well as the 400 people of his death squad and pistol company, and don't think about it without paying more than 3 times the price.

What's more, the three or four thousand people who are still staying at the pass are not vegetarians, Liu Lang believes that as long as the Japanese army does not reinforce Luo Wenyu on a large scale, then he chooses to stay here and fight the Japanese army hard instead of a dead end, but a move that can even change the entire Luo Wenyu battle situation.

It's just that whether or not they can succeed is no longer just by him as a commander, but by the nearly 800 Chinese soldiers who can still fight, and whether they are firm in their will to fight determines the success or failure of the entire battlefield.

But Liu Lang had no choice.

Perhaps, it was not just a matter of the officers and soldiers of the 1st Battalion being bitten by the Japanese army, but the moment Liu Lang saw the curling smoke rising from the mountains behind him in the telescope, this idea had already germinated in his heart.

No one knew better than him, a fat butterfly from the future, how brutal the Japanese could be, who had gradually opened the door to their murderous hearts, and in their eyes, the Chinese were no longer of their own kind, but pigs and dogs, inferior creatures who had occupied the fertile and rich land that their ancestors had coveted for thousands of years.

A nation that has been coveting another nation for thousands of years on a barren island with only bird poop and saliva has suddenly succeeded in this way, and the kind of face that gets carried away to the point of rampant can be imagined. This has been demonstrated by a subsequent recorded massacre.

If he retreats, those villages not far from the battlefield will inevitably become places for the Japanese army to vent their anger. There were old people, young and strong, women and children。。。。。。

One second to remember: /or

You can't return it, and you can't return it.

Therefore, when Liu Lang observed the surrounding terrain with a telescope during the day, he had actually planned a battlefield in his heart.

There is no need to go anywhere else, just take this valley, with the slope of the cave in the north as the frontal line of defense, and then the two mountains behind him as the two wings, and the whole thing is a triangular defensive line, which is entrenched.

The Japanese wanted to attack this triangular line, and unless they could wipe out all three defenders at once, either one could provide assistance to the other two.

Not only is there artillery that can be placed in the mountain forest behind the ridge, but what really made Liu Lang decide to fight the Japanese invaders in this place, but it was the cave.

No one knew where the end of this seemingly unknown cave was located.

But as a tourist who has been here for sightseeing, Liu Lang knows that although there are several passages in the cave, the most important one is open, it is like a big bottle with thick and thin ends in the middle, connecting a mountain.

That meant that the officers and soldiers on this line of defense facing the Japanese could support the other two lines of defense through this cave, and the soldiers on the other two lines could also support them through here.

What's even better is that this cave can store the remains of wounded soldiers and dead officers and soldiers, and even mountain artillery and artillery shells, making it an excellent logistics base.

This reminded Liu Lang of the battle that broke out in the southwest border of the Republic in time and space, and the South Vietnamese were based on the countless karst caves in the southwest jungle, and even an infantry regiment could hide in them, and even the Republic couldn't do anything about them when they fired 10,000 cannons, which was a headache.

However, it also greatly exercised the experience of the Republic in jungle warfare, and cultivated the first generation of real special forces of the Republic in the war, and Liu Lang's captain was a killing machine that was bred in that war.

Those eyes, even if he doesn't deliberately look at you, normal people will have cold hairs standing on end, it is the gaze from death, Liu Lang has benefited a lot from him.

Although the mountains and trees here are not as dense as in the southwest, and there are more rocks, tigers are everywhere.

What's more, after Liu Lang finished assigning the task, he took three guys who he thought had special forces potential to be busy digging holes in the valley for the upcoming Japanese.

Mo Xuanqing took Liu Jinzuo to find him in a hurry.

"Captain, come and see, what did we find?" Mo Xuanqing, who was out of breath, laughed so hard that his mouth was about to crack to the back of his head.

This is still extremely rare for this little white-faced student lieutenant, this thing is very enthusiastic and patriotic, but there is only one point, his temperament is a little soft, and he can't see death or injury. Seeing the remains of his comrades and the blood dripping under the serious injuries, he couldn't help but wipe his tears.

That is, Liu Lang is sure that this product is not flat-chested, and the beard is definitely not a contemporary Mulan, but it is certain that she must have been a woman in her previous life.

Anyway, in such a terrible killing battlefield, he has rarely been truly happy.

But now he is smiling so much that he can't close his mouth, is this gold picked up? Looking at Liu Jinzuo, who was also suppressing his excitement, Liu Lang felt that there was a possibility, but it stands to reason that the Japanese would not be stupid enough to put such a burden on the artillery brigade!

Besides, it is a mountain of gold now, and it is estimated that it is not as useful as five or eight heavy machine guns, and when he thinks that the death squad and the pistol don't even have a heavy machine gun in his hand, Liu Lang has a little headache.

Mountain artillery can suppress the Japanese army's firepower points, but if the Japanese army carries the attack, the role of mountain artillery is small. Not to mention that Liu Lang's "soil buns" did not dare to shell one or two hundred meters in front of their position, even experienced artillerymen did not have this ability, and if they were not careful, they would bury their infantry in front of them with their opponents.

No artillery would do that unless it had to be.

In hand-to-hand combat, heavy machine guns were needed to suppress the infantry.

Fortunately, both the death squad and the pistol company were equipped with continuous firearms, which could replace the role of machine guns. But there is also a drawback, although the death squad has tried their best to carry bullets, but the manpower is limited after all, and the ammunition brought by the Japanese artillery brigade was also consumed partly, and it is not known how long it will take to resist the Japanese attack, and the captured Japanese ammunition does not match.

Therefore, it is necessary to save on shooting no matter what, and it is doomed to be a thing of the past to sweep out without regard to it as before.

After making the decision to stick to the three mountains on the basis, Liu Lang ordered that when the battlefield was cleaned, not to mention the crooked handles, even the scum southern pistol was packed up and taken away, and he might use it when he could.

Then, Lang Fat, who had a sore brain, followed Mo Xuanqing to the location, and after looking at the things in the big wooden box that was opened, he felt dizzy.

Is this the heavens opening their eyes? Or, stepped on shit last night and didn't realize it?