Liu Cheng's gaze never left the dense forest in front of him.

Just when those dotted fires were about to come out of the blur and arrive at the foot of Wild Wolf Ridge Mountain, Liu Cheng suddenly said loudly to Duan Jinghe:

"Company Commander Duan, fire down the mountain!"

Mortars were supposed to be weapons for fighting on flat ground, or from the ground to the mountains, but from the mountains to the mountains, it was a bit difficult.

A cannonball flew out, but it landed far behind the flames, causing no damage at all.

Due to the angle problem, the mortar's tripod could only rise to 70 degrees, and such an angle hit too far to hit the target at all.

Duan Jinghe was in a hurry, personally went over and pushed away the gunner, took the gun body off the seat board, took off the gun carriage, found a flat ground and rammed the gun body into the ground that had already been frozen, separated his legs into a lunge one after the other, pushed the gun body in the direction of the target with both hands, estimated the distance and angle, and shouted loudly:

"Cannonballs!"

Someone immediately handed him a cannonball, Duan Jinghe took the cannonball, filled it into the barrel with one hand, checked the angle and direction again, and with ease, the shell instantly entered the barrel, and flew out of the muzzle in the next second.

(I have not found out when the mortar was fired simply, but I know that when the Red Army crossed the Dadu River in 1935, a soldier named Zhao Zhangcheng effectively covered the crossing of the river in this way.) The number of words explained will be added later. ）

Ono Taro was very smart, he knew that the mortar company of the original puppet army was also on the mountain at this time, so he deliberately ordered the torches to be lit only after the distance was shortened to a minimum strike distance smaller than the mortar.

Even when the first cannonball fell far behind him, he was still sneering, but he didn't expect that a cannonball would immediately fall into his team.

Duan Jinghe's operation of the mortar really surprised Liu Cheng, and he asked himself that he would never be able to do it.

Liu Cheng immediately shouted to the guerrillas:

"Hide, everyone! Wait until the little devil is within a hundred meters before firing! ”

Before the words fell, Tian Liuwa suddenly ran to Liu Cheng in a panic and lowered her voice and said:

"Captain, there are three teams on the hillside behind!"

Liu Cheng didn't mean to panic at all, and said to him in a deep voice:

"You take the first and second teams to the back mountains and fight hard, and I will take the third team and the mortar company here, you must resist it, and you can't let the enemy rush up, at least hold on for two hours!"

Tian Liuwa agreed, turned around and beckoned people to leave.

Although Duan Jinghe has no bottom in his heart, things have come to this point, and there is no way back if he wants to retreat, all he can do is to fight hard, there is no other way to work.

He leaned over to Liu Cheng's side, glared at him and shouted:

"Boy, the lives of my brothers are in your hands! How sure are you?! ”

Liu Cheng stared at the approaching enemy at the foot of the mountain with a gloomy face, and said word by word:

"In a war, there is no foolproof thing, only a fight, as long as we resist the first wave of the devil's attack, we will definitely be able to win this battle!"

Duan Jinghe gritted his teeth and shouted loudly to everyone in the mortar company:

"Brethren! It's all fucking spiritual! If you want to survive, you must fight back the enemy, otherwise, none of us will fucking survive! ”

Liu Cheng rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that this Duan Jinghe is really wonderful, such a pre-war mobilization is not as good as what he said in his previous life, it is completely a reverse mobilization.

Ono's troops moved very quickly, and after Duan Jinghe's shell landed, it did cause more than a dozen casualties, but Ono didn't give him a chance to shoot a second shell at all, and he had already led people up the hillside, and there was not enough distance to shoot the second cannonball.

Liu Cheng held the gun until Ono's team came within a hundred meters of each other, and he was the first to pull the trigger.

A devil fell to the ground in response, and immediately, the gunfire rang out in the position on the top of the mountain.

At a distance of 100 meters, if you really rush up, at most twenty seconds will be enough to rush into the position.

Ono also gave an order before launching the attack, telling the troops to wait for the other side to shoot first before firing back.

Although the range of the Type 38 rifle is more than double that of Hanyang-made, at night, even if the gun can hit far, the eyes cannot see that far.

At this time, he realized that he had fallen for Liu Cheng's plan again.

Liu Cheng must have calculated that he would definitely rush back to Huadian the next day, so he deliberately used Muto Tachita's corpse to provoke himself and let him make a battle deployment immediately.

But in this case, the time for the troops to reach Wild Wolf Ridge must be at night, and the Type 38 rifle in their hands, which was originally far superior to that made by Hanyang, lost its original distance advantage.

Although Liu Cheng had conducted some shooting training for his subordinates before, due to the limited number of bullets, it was more of a theoretical and simulated shooting training, and there was very little live ammunition shooting.

At this time, the difference in the accuracy of the two sides' previous shots was revealed.

The training of the devils was strict, and every soldier shot with high accuracy, and as soon as the fire was exchanged, the guerrillas caused a lot of casualties.

Liu Cheng watched those teenage children fall one after another, and his heart was extremely angry.

But there is no way, only fighting is the best way to temper the army, which is similar to the legendary "nine dogs and one mastiff", only those who can survive after many battles can become truly qualified warriors!

War is not a game, it cannot be repeated, let alone resurrected.

There is no affection to talk about on the battlefield, death is commonplace, if you want to survive, in addition to a certain element of luck, the most important thing is combat awareness and combat effectiveness!

Training can only improve basic combat skills, but cannot really enhance the combat effectiveness of soldiers.

Only those who survive again and again on the battlefield can be called warriors.

It's not that Liu Cheng is ruthless, but in the face of war, soft-heartedness is doomed to failure.

If he just blindly took these people to hide in the mountains, he would naturally be able to let those who died in the battle live longer, but in that case, would he still be fighting Japan? That's running for your life!

Listening to the painful cries coming from beside him, Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and didn't turn his head to look.

He quietly raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, making the blurred vision clear again, pulling the bolt again and again, pulling the trigger again and again, the whole process of aiming and shooting has been completely mechanical, and it seems to be a completely subconscious behavior.

It wasn't until he found that the devils who had rushed to within fifty meters suddenly began to retreat, that Liu Cheng slowly eased up.

He slowly pressed his face against the cold bolt, not daring to look at the corpses around him.

Most of them were teenagers, and in their hearts, they didn't understand what the hell this damn war was about!

Duan Jinghe ran to Liu Cheng's side with his waist and said hesitantly:

"I don't think it can go on like this! Our casualties are far greater than those of the devils! ”

Liu Cheng turned his head to look at him, did not answer his words, but asked in a deep voice:

"What time is it?"