"A weapon with an accurate range of 1,000 meters"

Yoji Matsuda muttered to himself, then he touched his healed scalp and his hair that had not yet recovered, squinted his eyes, and reminded Onochuichi.

"Unless we have to, we try not to show our heads, we are officers, we must be the focus of the other party, I'm afraid that if we are not careful, you and I will be in a foreign country"

Onaka also nodded, and he also knew very well that the people in officer uniforms were the focus of the enemy's firepower on the battlefield, even more than the machine gun fire point, and he could mix all the way to Nakasa, and his own ability was extraordinary, so he naturally knew how to protect himself.

"Wing Commander, rest assured, I have a small squad of vigilant troops, and I observe that the soldiers who are shot are in slow linear motion or in a stationary state, as long as I maintain an irregular running position, I can avoid being shot."

"Accurate shooting at a distance of nearly 1,000 meters must have a lot of restrictions, and the higher the level of technology, the more complicated the use of the product, which no one can avoid."

"For the sake of the Imperial Holy War, for the sake of the Emperor, I have long put life and death aside, and it is very cost-effective to exchange such mysterious weapons and equipment for the enemy in an empire."

After analyzing and thinking, Ono Nakachi appropriately expressed his loyal will.

"Don't be careless, judging from the current situation, the enemy we are facing now is likely to be the same people who attacked me not long ago, with the strength they have shown, a squad of the Imperial Army must have no return, and may not even have time to provide fire support from the artillery squadron"

Thinking back to the terrible long-range shooting not long ago and the last ten minutes of shooting, Yoji Matsuda has a lingering palpitation. One person, two points of fire can suppress the two squads and can't raise their heads, if there are more people, the soldiers of that squad are afraid that they will be completely wiped out very quickly, so fast that the reinforcements have no time to call the kind of dragon.

"Hey, the Wing Captain taught you a lesson"

Dozens of soldiers died but they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy, at this moment, Onochu one-on-one and two people were facing a squadron and this kind of thing was almost believable, but, he was a little puzzled, at this time, the artillery squadron was on first-level alert, the gun chamber was open, the gunner was holding the shell in place, the gun shaft was ready to rotate and aim at any time, as long as the enemy was found, the shells could arrive within a minute, how could an army squad not be able to hold out for even a minute?

"So we're going to wait here for the rest of the day?"

Passive defense and waiting made Ono Chuichi a little unwilling, and he advocated attack.

"Can only wait"

Yoji Matsuda's tone was cold.

"Wait for the arrival of the extra-high-tech people, wait for the next attack of the enemy"

"We need more intelligence from the enemy"

"Hi" Ono Nakaichi also bowed his head.

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Ishiyama Masa.

Captain of the Japanese Army, Squadron Leader of the Ono Brigade.

Short in stature, strong in size, resolute and cold, he is deeply educated by ****, he doesn't care about his own life, nor does he care about the lives of soldiers, let alone the lives of civilians.

At this time, this typical Japanese soldier was wearing a turban with a long history of martial arts, and took the lead in wielding a shovel in an open position.

Around him, more than 100 soldiers also wore turbans with Wuyun written on them, and also brandished shovels together, some were digging deep trenches, some were loading sandbags in pairs, and some were cutting trees to strengthen the trenches.

Although these soldiers all looked energetic, their movements were rather exaggerated, and there was no hidden instinct to dig trenches on the battlefield. For example, digging trenches deliberately swinging the shovel very high, deliberately walking on the trenches to fill the soil, such as standing straight and shuttling, and walking in a straight line, even at a slow speed, putting on a standard straight-line moving target attitude.

As a squadron that was pushed out by the wing commander to lure the enemy, the members of the Ishiyama squadron, who were deeply influenced by the spirit of bushido, were proud.

They believed that it was a great honor to be loyal to the empire, and after their death, they would be honored by the people at the shrine.

I have to say that the spirit of bushido, the **** education from childhood to adulthood, and the bubble of great ideals in the East Asian co-prosperity sphere gave the devil soldiers a super-first-class military will in the early days of the war, especially these permanent divisions.

In the hidden underground civil bunkers on the front and left and right sides of the Shishan squadron's position, three artillery binoculars quietly poked out of the ground, and the eyes of the three artillery observers were tightly attached to the lens tube, and their eyes were closely alerted to all movements around them with the observation glasses that rotated from time to time.

Each artillery scope was connected to the telephone line, and a communicator looked intently at the map, holding the phone in his hand, and could immediately notify the rear of the situation if it was detected.

Telephone lines were connected along the trenches, one leading straight to the deepest part of the camp and the other to a mortar position three hundred meters behind the Stone Hill squadron.

Here, five mortars are ready to fire, and the loaders hold the shells in their hands, ready to be stuffed into the chambers, while the gunners hold the high and low machines tightly, ready to turn to aim.

The telephone line leading to the depths of the camp was directly connected to the artillery position in the center of the camp, and the two 41 mountain guns on the artillery position were also aimed at the direction of the Shishan squadron, and the artillery communicator was standing by the telephone and was ready at all times.

Behind the position, in many hidden trenches and bunkers, many devil officers held their binoculars and closely observed the movements around them.

However, until five o'clock in the afternoon, the attackers did not appear, and the long period of high alert also made the devils of the Ono Brigade a little tired and inattentive, and the Ishiyama squadron digging the trenches was almost exhausted.

In an underground bunker at the rear of the Ishiyama squadron's position, Onaka held the binoculars, frowned, and thought to himself.

Since the enemy is not attacking now, it means that there is a great restriction on the enemy's covert attack, or that as long as the vigilance is observed, the enemy's firing moment is easy to observe.

Then he gave the order to rest.

"Rest in place"

"Vigilance of the personnel and vigilance"

As his order was issued, all the members of the Shishan Squadron threw down their shovels one after another, immediately shuttled through the trenches that had not yet been constructed, ran to the place where the kettle was placed, picked up the kettle and poured it into their mouths, digging for hours in a row, they were really tired, and because they had been closely observed by many officers, these grassroots soldiers did not even dare to drink water.

The rear artillery was replaced by a shift of alert personnel to continue to be on guard.

Just when the Stone Mountain Squadron was resting in place, a group of more than 100 puppet soldiers left the main camp under the leadership of a detachment of little devils.