Fang Buwei called Ye Xingzhong and ran wildly to the place of the heavy artillery, while Liu Xuwu ran to find an assistant.

He had to observe, he had to command, he had to find two or three more gunners, two or three loaders.

The more familiar you are, the more accurate you are, and the faster you can open the cannon, and Liu Xuwu has a few more to prepare, which is also a helpless move: A is dead, and B can still go.

Fang Buwei rushed to the position of the heavy artillery, which was also covered with camouflage such as wooden planks, rags, and tents, and several soldiers jumped up and tore it off in three or two.

It was the first time for Fang Buwei to observe the artillery during the Anti-Japanese War at close range, and he subconsciously looked at it twice.

The cross-shaped gun mount, with a diameter of nearly ten meters, was thick and heavy, accounting for more than half of the weight of the gun.

The barrel of about four meters long is attached to the gun carriage, and below it is the lifting and steering mechanism.

It was this part that was blown up.

Originally, the gun mount could have been replaced with an axle to solve the steering problem, but the axle was also blown up, so Liu Xuwu said that there was no way to use this gun to bomb a moving target.

Liu Xuwu hadn't come yet, so Fang Buwei took advantage of this opportunity to observe carefully.

In the tail part of the barrel is the bolt and firing device, and on the left side is the commander.

It sounds very lofty, but it is actually two altitude telescopes and a rangefinder to judge the distance of high-altitude targets through the principle of triangulation.

He didn't understand all the basic principles, and he estimated that if he followed Liu Xuwu's systematic learning for a day, he would be able to become a qualified artilleryman.

The only difference between him and Liu Xuwu is that Fang Buwei has no experience in artillery.

Fang Buwei watched for a minute at most, and Liu Xuwu rushed over with five or six veterans.

"Hurry up, the devil's plane is about to arrive!" Liu Xuwu shouted.

In fact, he doesn't need to remind him, those with good ears, such as Ye Xingzhong, can already hear a little sound.

The reason why Liu Xuwu was able to know that the Japanese plane was coming at about the same time as Fang Buwei was because Wu Qiujian had a listening device on his second line of defense, and as soon as there was a voice, he would wave the flag and give him an order.

It was also a World War I and World War II icon: four long, large horns pointed into the sky, and the sound of bombers could be heard at least twenty kilometers away.

At the speed of the Japanese 95 bombers, twenty kilometers, it would take at least four to five minutes to fly.

The Supreme Operational Command instructed all units of the National Army that if they did not receive an order from the air force of the other side to dispatch to cooperate in the operation, they would defend themselves on the spot as long as the sound of bombers was heard.

Because no one knows where the Japanese planes will bomb.

With these four or five minutes, it is enough for the front-line troops to respond.

Like Liu Xuwu's battalion, there should not be anti-aircraft guns, but there are them, which is purely accidental.

"Hurry up, raise the barrel!" Liu Xuwu shouted.

A few veterans were just about to jump on the gun carriage, but they were pulled down by Fang Buwei, so he jumped up alone.

Liu Xuwu stared at the commander, and didn't notice that Fang Buwei was standing on the gun mount.

"How high?" Fang Buwei shouted.

"Sixty!"

Fang Buwei bowed his head and bent over, holding the cannon barrel with both hands, and then there was a muffled snort of "ho", and the cannon barrel was suspended by him and carried on his shoulder.

Eight or nine soldiers, including Ye Xingzhong, were all stunned.

The four-meter-long, seventy-five-millimeter caliber barrel is at least 400 catties higher, so why don't you carry it on your shoulders with your own strength?

The overlord of Western Chu is nothing more than that.

"What are you doing in a daze, and you don't do it?" Liu Xuwu set up the command instrument, and when he raised his head, he saw a bunch of subordinates, all standing below, and they were furious.

"Battalion...... The battalion commander ...... "A veteran pointed at Fang Buwei, who was carrying the barrel, and was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

Liu Xuwu tilted his head and saw that the barrel of the cannon had been carried, and there was only Fang Buwei below.

"You...... What the hell are you ......" Liu Xuwu was also shocked and couldn't speak.

"You're a bird's egg...... A bunch of idiots, don't help ......" Fang Buwei said angrily.

A few veterans reacted, pushing the bolt of the bolt, and the pad of the wooden pier.

"Where do you get so much energy?" Liu Xuwu exclaimed.

"Where is all this?" Fang Buwei scolded and said, "Do the right thing......"

"Oh oh...... Liu Xuwu woke up suddenly, "the plane is in the southeast direction...... Thirty degrees to the right! ”

The sound of the plane came from the southeast, and it was estimated that it took off from a Japanese aircraft carrier, and Liu Xuwu could judge the general direction.

When the plane appears, it will definitely have to be fine-tuned.

The space on the gun carriage is very small, and there are at most two people who can stand, and the people below can't help if they want to.

Fang Buwei and Ye Xingzhong had a steel drill for each person, and inserted it into the gap between the gun carriage and the barrel.

"Let's go!" Fang Buwei yelled loudly, and used all the strength of his body.

With a "click" sound, the barrel of the gun slid along with the lifting and steering devices of the gun.

Ye Xingzhong, who was following closely, slammed his feet, felt his feet empty, and smashed his head on the armor of the gun carriage.

What's going on?

Ye Xingzhong was still in a state of confusion, but Liu Xuwu and a group of soldiers under the gun mount could see clearly.

Fang Buwei had already exerted himself when he shouted away, and Ye Xingzhong's reaction was a beat slower, so he pushed it into the air.

This is equivalent to the fact that these nearly 1,000 catties of things are not pushed by one person.

"Stunned, is it enough?" Fang Buwei scolded.

"Enough ...... enough"

I don't know if he was scared and stammered, or what was going on, Liu Xuwu replied five or six times in a row.

Fang Buwei let go of the iron drill, and sneered: "Lao Tzu still thinks that you are asking me to hold a thousand catties of things, but it turns out to be pushing?" ”

In fact, it is very simple, it is just to push the barrel and the pile of devices that are damaged underneath on the gun carriage to turn around.

With the strength of Fang Buwei, coupled with the role of carrying the pole, it is really not much difficult.

Replaced by Ye Xingzhong, and then add a strong man with more strength to help, and if he is full of strength, it is estimated that he can also push it.

But it's definitely going to be scrapped once.

"You're amazing......" Liu Xuwu looked at Fang Buwei like a monster.

"All set!" Liu Xuwu gave orders to seven or eight more soldiers.

Loading shells for shells, checking launchers for checking launchers, the remaining four, each with a large wrench in one hand and a stabilizing screw in the other.

This was after Liu Xuwu determined the final orientation and coordinates, and then let Fang Buwei move the position, and then they used it to fix the gun mount and gun mount.

If the gun carriage is not connected to the gun mount, not only will the shell deviate and you won't even know where the direction is, but the whole gun will also be shaken apart.

"It's coming!" Liu Xuwu reminded.

Ye Xingzhong raised his head and saw a black dot the size of a mung bean, flying towards this side.