The mountain breeze is slow, and the smoke of gunpowder gradually dissipates.

Standing on an unnamed ridge, Zhao Shixun looked at his watch.

At this time, more than an hour had passed since the end of the battle, and he was waiting for Zhou Yu to lead people to meet him as planned.

Due to the sudden retreat of the 70th Division, the 7th Company temporarily lost contact with the other party.

Regarding the whereabouts of the 70th Division, Zhao Shixun did not care, the 70th Division did not have the strength to run far, and the Japanese did not dare to chase it out.

The battle just now made Zhao Shixun basically figure out the firepower and number of people in the stronghold.

The Japanese had at best a squad of troops and a heavy machine-gun squad, and the puppet army had two Czechs, and the number of them did not exceed a hundred.

Regarding the battle just now, Zhao Shixun thought that Shi Ziyu's troops were actually fighting well, and basically played their combat effectiveness normally.

As for why he didn't get in, Zhao Shixun estimated that it had a lot to do with the fierce machine gun fire. But what happened inside, before meeting the parties, Zhao Shixun was not easy to judge.

While he was thinking, the figure of the bush in front of him shook, and it didn't take long to see Heiwa carefully walking out of the forest with a rifle.

Looking at the opposite side, Zhao Shixun silently counted the number of people, but fortunately, there was no combat attrition in a platoon. Now, only the pillar and the second platoon led by Zhou Yu have not returned.

"Don't look at it, you still have something to worry about the pillar's errands, come over and eat some vegetable porridge. After tossing all night, everyone is hungry, aren't you hungry? ”

The old immortal walked over with his pipe in his mouth and said angrily.

Hearing this, he glanced back at the old immortal, Zhao Shixun touched his gurgling stomach and pointed to the smoking firewood and grass pile not far away and said:

"After a while, the instructor and they came, you quickly put out the fire, how to say that this is also the territory of the devil, you can't take the devil too seriously. The instructor will talk to you later, but I don't care. ”

walked over and gave Zhao Shixun a copy, and the old immortal smiled indifferently.

"Don't worry, sir, the little devil of the turtle son is really scared this time, I guess they are thinking about sending someone to find reinforcements. With the urine nature of the little devils, eighty percent of them didn't dare to come out and wander around before the reinforcements came, so let's eat something here. ”

……

This time, it also confirmed the words of the old immortal, and the devil was frightened enough by this sudden attack. Although the raid of the 70th Division was repulsed, the Japanese troops in the stronghold did not bring out to reconnoiter until the afternoon.

Not long after, Zhou Yu also rushed back with people, and they, like the others, were slightly injured by two fighters, and there was no combat attrition.

In addition, Zhou Yu also brought back two Jin Sui army routs, saying that they met on the road.

To Zhao Shixun's surprise, one of these two people still knew him, he was the Qi Baoshan who was announced to be shot by Shi Ziyu in Dingjiawa before.

For this Qi Baoshan, Zhao Shixun was a little curious.

Taking advantage of the other party's eating, Zhao Shixun sat opposite him.

"How is it, are you still in the habit of eating this wild vegetable porridge?"

Nodding slightly, Qi Baoshan gobbled the cake in his hand into his mouth, and then drank all the porridge in the bowl.

Satisfied, smash it, smash it, Qi Baoshan put down the bowl and said embarrassedly:

"I'm going to make you laugh, we've been out of food for several days, and we're hungry for a long time."

Raised his hand and waved it disapprehantly

, Zhao Shixun looked at the other party and asked:

"What about your battalion commander Zhou Zhimao? Didn't I remember that he was also incorporated into the commando? ”

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and Qibaoshan said casually:

"Dead, dead before the Turtle Son's retreat."

Hearing this, he glanced at the other party in surprise, and Zhao Shixun said suspiciously:

"Are you from Sichuan?"

was stunned by Zhao Shixun's question, Qi Baoshan immediately smiled and explained a few words helplessly. "I am from Taiyuan, and when I fell, I retreated to Chongqing with my family, and I learned a few words of Sichuan.

Nodding suddenly in realization, Zhao Shixun asked casually.

"How many years have you been in the army?"

"It's only half a year......."

Sighing, Qi Baoshan wiped his nose and said weakly.

"Half ...... Half a year, half a year and you will be promoted to lieutenant? When did Jin Suijun get promoted so quickly?"

Looking at each other incredulously, Zhao Shixun had an expression that you are teasing me.

The other party is obviously twenty-four or five years old, if it is a military cadet, Zhao Shixun still believes it, but the other party said that he has only been a soldier for half a year, so it is obviously impossible to be a military cadet.

Seeing that Zhao Shixun didn't believe it, Qi Baoshan smiled, leaned on the trunk and said lightly:

"I'm an arsenal technician, and I'm a technical officer."

"Technical officer?"

Looking at Qi Baoshan, Zhao Shixun still didn't quite understand.

"I used to be an engineer at the artillery branch of the Taiyuan Arsenal, and I moved to Chongqing three years ago with the factory. After my father was killed by a Japanese plane a few months ago, I returned to Shanxi to join the Jinsui Army and became an artillery lieutenant and company commander. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun suddenly realized at noon.

"I see, I said how come you have a Sichuan accent, and you have been promoted so quickly."

"Hehe, there are a lot of Sichuan masters in the factory, and I have nothing to learn a few words from them."

Speaking of this, Qi Baoshan suddenly struggled to sit up straight, and sincerely stretched out his right hand.

"I was really tired just now, contemptible Qi Baoshan, lieutenant of the independent artillery battalion of the 70th Division of the Jin Sui Army, I haven't asked your surname yet."

Stretching out his hand to hold the other party, Zhao Shixun smiled and said:

"Your surname is Zhao, and your name is Shixun. Commander of the Seventh Company of the First Column of the Eighth Route Army in Jinnan. ”

"It turned out to be Company Commander Zhao, fortunately, your army's life-saving grace, Qi is grateful. I have no long things, and I have a bad life, and I really can't find anything to thank your army. ”

"Brother Qi said this to see the outside, we are all Chinese soldiers, and it is only natural for us to rescue each other."

"That being said, how many people can do it? Alas...... I won't talk about it. If my brothers were here, how could I make these little devils so arrogant today! ”

As if all his essence was suddenly squeezed out, Qi Baoshan said a few words sadly, and then leaned weakly on the trunk of the tree, as if the whole person had lost his vitality.

The speaker had no intention of listening, and glanced at the other party curiously, and Zhao Shixun couldn't help but ask.

"The 70th Division does not have the heavy firepower to attack the fortifications, and it is not easy to fight like this. What's the matter, is there any good way for Brother Qi? ”

"Hehe...... what do I do? It's just that soldiers come to block the water and cover the earth. ”

"How?"

Qi Baoshan's words successfully aroused Zhao Shixun's interest, and he planned to break the casserole and ask to the end.

After the failure of the 70th Division, Zhao Shixun once thought about it from another position, if this battle was to be commanded by himself, it is estimated that the ending would not be much better. After all, this is a strong attack stronghold, and the competition is strength. The strength is not good, and it is futile to play tricks.

Now Qi Baoshan is obviously talking with words, which makes Zhao Shixun on the side curious.

Qi Baoshan, who was in a daze with his head raised to the sky, was stunned for a while when he heard this, and then said lightly:

"The last time he retreated, Shi Ziyu had to push all the artillery into the river to increase the speed of the march. I grew up in an arsenal and know how difficult it is for us to build a cannon.

If I want to throw these ninety percent new guys into the river for nothing, I am unwilling. ”

"But I can't disobey my fate, so I can only do it. Later, a platoon commander under my command was reluctant, so he secretly took a mountain cannon and dismantled it and accompanied him. Before arriving at Dingjiawa, in order to prevent the division from being angry, I asked him to bury his things in the woods north of Yangjialing. ”

Speaking of this, Qi Baoshan touched the wound on his right arm, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said:

"Zhou Zhimao, that bastard, caused Lao Tzu to die. Now, even if I have the heart to kill the thief, I can't go back. ”

Hearing this patiently, Zhao Shixun's eyes suddenly lit up. Yang Jialing, isn't it exactly the place where he led people to pass by!

"You're sure your men dismantled and carried the artillery! A mountain cannon is not light, isn't it? It wasn't a mortar. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Zhao Shixun asked.

"It's a 13-year-old 75-millimeter mountain cannon, and there's no problem with it when it breaks down. And as long as thirteen people can decompose and cross the mountains. ”

"Thirteen years of Jin manufacturing? Is that model a copy? ”

Because the warlords in various parts of the Republic of China did not belong to each other, there was no unified production standard in different regions, so the weapons produced by different arsenals were also named by themselves. Such a chaotic military production model has caused abnormal repetition and confusion of weapon models, so Zhao Shixun was a little confused for a while about what type of artillery this Jin Dynasty was made thirteen years ago.

"It is the product of the Taiyuan Arsenal's early imitation of the Japanese 41-type mountain gun, which is also called the Liao 14-type 75-mm mountain gun in the Northeast."

After all, Qi Baoshan was an officer from the arsenal, and he quickly told the origin of the Jin-made Type 13 artillery.

"It turned out to be a devil's four-one mountain cannon, I said."

When it comes to the Japanese army's 41-type mountain artillery, Zhao Shixun, who was born in the Northeast Army, is very familiar with this kind of artillery, and the Japanese army's 41-type mountain artillery can be said to be an infantry support artillery specially invented by the Japanese for the East Asian battlefield.

This 41 75 mm 18 x diameter mountain gun is characterized by its light weight (540 kg), which is usually pulled by two horses, but can be pushed and moved by two soldiers on the battlefield. If necessary, the four-one mountain artillery could even quickly disassemble, and then a dozen more soldiers carried the transferred position. It can be said that the mobility is very high, and it is very convenient to use in various terrains, especially suitable for the Chinese battlefield with very poor road passability, and its performance is completely superior to that of the Huke 75 mountain gun.

The cannon has been copied in various arsenals of the Republic of China, such as the Hanyang Arsenal in the Republic of China 10 years of imitation of the Han 10 style 75 mountain gun, Taiyuan Arsenal in the Republic of China 13 imitation of the Jin 13 type.

In the northeast of Zhao Shixun's hometown, the Shenyang Arsenal imitated the 41-type mountain cannon in the 14th year of the Republic of China, named the Liao-14 type.

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"Brother Qi, do you want to take revenge on your brothers by laying down a stronghold!?"

…… To be continued.

(End of chapter)