Shrinking into the anti-artillery hole dug out of the side of the trench, Mo Tianliu shook his head vigorously, then reached out and patted his buzzing ears, and then shouted loudly to Yang Chao, who had just drilled out of the anti-artillery hole on the oblique side: "Little devil, this is crazy?" In less than two hours, I attacked it four times! The artillery was fired tighter and tighter each time...... Is this going to swallow us alive? ”

Yang Chao, who was also shaking his head vigorously and was dizzy from the shells, also shouted and responded to Mo Tianliu: "The idea of the little devil is to re-seal the intersection under the Dysentery Ridge, block the way for our large army to turn back, and finally encircle and annihilate our large army!" If you don't spend a little money, their wishful thinking will be completely frustrated! Wait - more and more troops from the devils are gathering in Dysentery Ridge, and the firepower will become more and more fierce, so we have to hurry up and repair the fortifications! Especially the ring fortifications on the top of the mountain, it must be repaired! ”

Stretching out his head from the edge of the trench to look at the Japanese troops who were not attacking on the forward position, Mo Tianliu fell to the ground: "It's just such a big mountain, and it has already made us look like ditches everywhere." I'm afraid that the ring fortification on the top of the mountain won't be needed, right? If you really let the devil attack the mountain, the intersection is almost the same, and it will be considered a loss......"

"Half of that fortification is repaired to give the big guy anti-artillery, and half is repaired for the devil!"

"Do you want the devil to think that we have to defend the Dysentery Ridge?"

"There are a lot of villagers from Dawu Village on our position, and the devils must have seen it a long time ago, and it happened to be fighting outside, so that the devils thought that we were going to let the villagers retreat from this road! As long as we stretch the posture enough, the more devils are attracted, the easier it will be for the large army! ”

"The bun is flowing with oil and beckons the dog - do it! Big guy, except for the guard post in front, everyone else will go up to the top of the mountain to dig fortifications! The bigger the scene, the better! You stay with the mallet, and from time to time show me a head on the battlefield and tease the little devils! ”

Grabbing two large guillotine knives, Sha Bangqu struggled out of a bunker that was much larger than the usual anti-artillery hole: "Why did you tell me to stay? ”

Stretched out his hand and picked up a lump of dirt and smashed it at Sha Bangqu, Mo Tianliu smiled and shouted at Sha Bangqu: "Just now you cut a little devil in public, and now I don't know how many little devils hate you so much that your teeth itch." As long as you are hanging in front of the position, as long as the devil launches an attack, it will definitely be coming towards you, and there is naturally no need to put so many troops in other directions to prepare......"

"This is the gun that called me a target to recruit devils?! Tianliu, why are you cheating me again......"

"Nonsense! This is called the division of labor in revolutionary work........ You should be careful yourself, but don't let the devil shoot again! ”

Before he finished speaking, Yang Chao, who was squatting in the trench, frowned violently and made a silent gesture towards Mo Tianliu: "Listen carefully!" ”

With his ears pricked up, Mo Tianliu listened to the faint sound of gunfire in the wind, but after a moment, he shouted at Yang Chao: "The big army is fighting back!" Listening to the movement of this gunshot, I'm afraid that there are quite a few dogs biting behind me!? ”

Raising his wrist and looking at the slowly moving hands on his watch, Yang Chao nodded solemnly: "It's almost two hours ahead of the originally booked retreat time of the large army...... The devil's forces have been mobilized by us! Now the devils who are in front of the big army are afraid that there are not a few...... Tianliu, we have to be ready to take on the big army?! ”

As soon as the words fell, Sha Bangqu, who was lying next to the trench, had already suppressed his voice and shouted: "Tianliu, the devil has moved...... There are so many devils rushing up! ”

Turning back and pounced on the trench, Mo Tianliu and Yang Chao looked at the Japanese soldiers who had completely lost their offensive formation and were only concerned about rushing towards the Dysentery Ridge in the distance, and shouted almost in unison: "The devil also got the news that our large army is retreating, this is to block the back road of our large army!" ”

Turning his hand and pulling out the twenty-shot pistol pinned to his waist, Mo Tianliu brandished the pistol and shouted: "Prepare to fight!" Whether the large army can be safely withdrawn depends on whether we can withstand the bite of the devil! Han Wenqing, is the earth cannon ready? ”

Poking his head out of a pit on the mountainside, Han Wenqing responded to Mo Tianliu with a loud voice: "I've prepared it for a long time, just wait for your order!" ”

Staring at the Japanese soldiers who rushed towards the front of the position, Mo Tianliu silently calculated the pace and speed of the impact of those Japanese soldiers, and suddenly raised his hand and knocked down a Japanese soldier who rushed to the front with a shot: "Earth cannon, give me a blast!" ”

With Mo Tianliu's order, the long booms of several wooden catapults hidden in the pit swung violently, throwing several explosive bags the size of baskets into the air. As the snorting explosive packets exploded in mid-air at the front of the position, the raindrops of debris slanted like a sudden summer rainstorm, knocking down a large number of Japanese soldiers in front of the position. As if for the purpose of revenge, the Japanese artillery fire roared almost at the same time, and immediately blew up the Dysentery Ridge in smoke and dust......

Kicking and kicking Sha Bangqu back into the anti-artillery hole to dodge, and then shouting and shouting that the other martial arts team members also got into the anti-artillery hole, Mo Tianliu took out a small bamboo whistle from his pocket and held it at the corner of his mouth, while lying in the trench to observe the Japanese soldiers who were almost picking up the explosive point and attacking upwards, while rhythmically blowing the bamboo whistle in his mouth.

Although the explosion of the Japanese artillery attack was resounded, the unique sharp sound of the bamboo whistle had an incomparable penetrating power. According to the speed and urgency of the bamboo whistle, Han Wenqing, who was hiding in the bunker where the earthen cannon was placed, woke up his spirit, and shouted at the martial arts team members who were controlling the catapult in his voice: "No. 1, No. 3, plus three tons of gravel explosives packs!" Number Six ...... A small packet of explosives on the sixth! Give Ann a foot long with the lead, and be sure to make those little explosives bags hit the ground and blow them up again! ”

As if they were working in the fields as usual, the militiamen who had just joined the Qingle County Martial Arts Brigade quickly carried out various explosive bags of different sizes according to Han Wenqing's instructions. As the crane arm of the catapult waved again and again, the deafening explosion continued to sound. The probe looked at the large cloud of gunpowder smoke from the front position from the edge of the trench, and a militiaman who had just joined the martial arts team straightened his waist with some excitement, turned his head and smiled at Han Wenqing, who was squatting by the catapult, and said, "Brother Wenqing, there is nothing difficult about fighting devils?" Let's just squat in this nest and throw out a bag of explosives, and the devil didn't even see our faces, so he blew it up ......."

Before he finished speaking, a stray bullet had already hit the head of the militiaman who straightened up his waist! Seeing that the militiaman who was still smiling at him fell headlong on the catapult, Han Wenqing, who was fiddling with the explosives bag, couldn't help but shout urgently: "Don't fucking show your head!" This is a war, not a fucking New Year's social drama, how can you stretch your neck to see the excitement...... Run, the devil cannonball is down! ”

Amidst the shouting, Han Wenqing grabbed a militiaman squatting beside him and threw himself into the lightning-shaped traffic trench next to the pit. The two of them had just plunged into the traffic trench when the violent explosion shook them to the ground.

opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, Han Wenqing didn't bother to look at the militia around him who was also shocked by the power of the shell explosion and vomited blood, turned around and threw himself into the pit equipped with the catapult again, and shouted loudly: "Are you all right........

Got up with difficulty, and the militiaman who was shocked to the point of bleeding from his mouth and nose looked at Han Wenqing's figure in a daze at the traffic trench, and shouted at Han Wenqing in a hoarse voice: "Brother Wenqing, are they okay......"

Turning around and helping up the militia who had been dragged into the traffic trench by himself, Han Wenqing shook his head with a grim face: "It's okay...... They're all fine......"

"Then let's continue fighting? Brother Wen Qing, where are you dragging me to......"

"The earth cannon is called blown up, let's fight the devil in another place!"

"The earth cannons are all blown up? Then they ......"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Han Wenqing tried not to think about the miserable appearance of the militia who were blown up in the pit so that they couldn't see their human form at all, but just dragged the only militia he rescued and rushed towards another pit where catapults were placed: "Are they okay...... It's good to rest...... They're fine......."

Relying on their absolute superiority in artillery fire, the Japanese artillery under the Dysentery Ridge poured shells of various calibers on the Dysentery Ridge as if they had gone crazy. Some Japanese veterans who operated grenadiers even approached the front line of battle with grenadiers in their arms, and fired grenades at the trenches that appeared and disappeared in the smoke of gunpowder at the fastest firing speed. In the sound of shells of various calibers exploding one after another, it was just a pot of tea, and the trenches dug by the martial arts team near the foot of the Dysenteric Mountains had been blown up to the ground. Some of the places that were hit by multiple shells were even blown into huge craters, completely cutting off the trenches that were originally connected together......

Jumping into a very scorching crater, Mo Tianliu, who had already been blackened by the gunsmoke, watched the Japanese soldiers who stepped on the shell explosion point and rushed forward to get closer and closer to the trench position, and then looked back at the smoke rising from several pits on the mountainside where catapults were placed, and helplessly smashed his fist on the scorching soil: "Damn it...... This is bullying Lao Tzu without a serious cannon....... Withdraw, all retreat backwards......"

After shouting several times, Mo Tianliu remembered that in the explosion of the shell, he shouted in his throat and few people could hear it. Hurriedly took out another bamboo whistle from his pocket, Mo Tianliu held back his strength and blew the bamboo whistle into a series of short whistles. And after the whistle sounded, the martial arts team members who were hidden in the first trench came out of the anti-artillery hole where they were hiding, and retreated along the lightning-shaped communication trench towards the second fortification......