"Who said you had to get it back?" Wang Zhong glared at Zhang Long.

Zhang Long was puzzled and scratched his head: "How can you fight devils if you don't take it back?" ”

"What stupid!" Wang Zhong glanced at him and said, "You grabbed the devil's cannon, can't you shoot them on the spot?"

"However, there are not many people on the mountain, how many brothers do you want to take to rob them?" Zhang Long blinked his eyes and threw out the puzzle again.

"There are no more people, but it is easy to be discovered by devils when there are many people." After Wang Zhong shook his head and replied, he looked at Zhao Zilong with a smile and said, "Brother is so good, if you go, you will definitely be able to do it." ”

Zhao Zilong frowned and said, "I can sneak over, but I can deal with those defenders, but I can't shoot artillery, do you have anyone who can shoot artillery?" ”

"Yes, Zhang Long and Zhang Hu can shoot cannons." Wang Zhong immediately pointed at Zhang Long and a soldier in the distance, and said, "Especially Zhang Hu, although he is a rookie recruit, he is very accurate." ”

"It's fine." Zhao Zilong glanced at it and nodded.

"Huh?" When Zhang Long heard this, he immediately put down the box of ammunition, leaned closer, glared at Zhao Zilong and asked, "It's just the three of us, can we do it?" ”

"If I know how to shoot, I'll just go alone." Zhao Zilong's mouth tugged and snorted.

"Then, Brother Zhao, how are we going to get over?" Zhang Long looked at Wang Zhong with some suspicion, but the other party just smiled and didn't say anything, so he had to look at Zhao Zilong again.

"We can go down from the back cliff, and then take a detour from that small ravine to the opposite foot of the mountain, where there are many weeds, and now the fog has not dissipated, we can't see clearly, and the devils won't find us." Zhao Zilong pointed to the distance and explained.

"It works." Wang Zhong nodded, and then asked, "Brother, when the time comes, what signal will you use to inform us to counterattack together?" ”

"Fight back against the devil with artillery."

As soon as Zhao Zilong finished saying this, he heard two sighs from the opposite mountain, and soon two black dots flew up in the air and flew towards their mountain.

"The devil is shooting again!" Wang Zhong immediately shouted: "Brothers, hide quickly and prepare to fight back." ”

Bang! Bang!

Two shells exploded on a large rock protruding from the cliff, blowing the stone in half at once.

Immediately afterwards, there was another cannon shot in the opposite mountain.

For a time, there were explosions on the mountain, sparks were everywhere, dirt was flying, and smoke and dust were billowing out.

Zhao Zilong, Wang Zhong and others hid in the trenches, although he had experienced the bombardment of shells in the previous world, he had never felt it so closely.

When the shells fell around, he felt that the earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and the thunder was ringing in his ears.

After firing more than 20 shots, the opposite hill stopped.

Zhao Zilong stood up and patted the dirt on his body, he saw that the trenches and other defensive positions that had been repaired were unrecognizable, and several national troops were killed and wounded.

"Brother, the devil is fighting fiercely this round of artillery, and the attack will definitely be more intense, we don't have much ammunition, and we will hold it for two or three hours at most." Wang Zhong looked at Zhao Zilong with firm and expectant eyes, and said, "Go quickly, it's up to you!" ”

"Good!" Zhao Zilong looked at the other party and nodded vigorously.

A hint of relief flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes, but he immediately became resolute, turned around and loudly ordered the soldiers to repair the trenches and prepare for battle.

"Let's go." Zhao Zilong glanced at Wang Zhong's back, immediately put on the 38 big cover, and with a wave of his big hand, he took Zhang Long and Zhang Hu towards the cliff in the back mountain.

Zhang Hu is only nineteen years old, five years younger than Zhang Long, and his appearance is somewhat similar to the other party, but his figure is not as tall as Zhang Long, and he is also a little thin.

When they came to that section of the cliff, Zhang Hu touched his head and looked at Zhang Zilong, and asked, "Brother Zhao, how do you go down?" ”

"You follow me." Zhao Zilong looked at the cliff in front of him that was five or six stories high and said.

He was an assassin, and it was not difficult to go down from such a height, but Zhang Long and Zhang Hu were a little troublesome.

However, because Zhao Zilong opened the road in front, picked a place that was easy to get down and fixed stones or tree roots, and then made some vines as ropes, so the two brothers Zhang Long also went down to the foot of the mountain very smoothly.

When they stooped down to the small earthen ditch, they heard the sound of gunfire and shouts in front of the hill, and knew that the devils had attacked.

"Lower your ass and follow me, slower your speed." Although he was anxious, Zhao Zilong saw a devil walking at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and then glanced at the two brothers behind him, and reminded.

Zhang Long and Zhang Hu were both carrying a Zhongzheng rifle on their backs, lying on the ground and crawling a little bit.

The three of them crawled to the foggy place, a little farther away from the devil's side, and then bent up and walked. After they had bypassed a half-man-high weedy field, they lay down again and slowly lurked towards the hill of the devil's artillery position.

About a hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain, Zhao Zilong stopped and observed carefully, and when he saw a small team of devils walking back and forth there, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

This mountain-like dumpling is only about two kilometers in circumference, and the scope is not large, and those devils patrol around the foot of the mountain, and others can't avoid their eyes at all.

If he dealt with these dozen devils, Zhao Zilong felt that there was no problem, but if he shot, it would attract the attention of other devils, and the three of them would definitely not be able to go up the mountain at that time, let alone seize the cannon.

"Brother, what should I do?" Zhang Long, who was in the back, also saw this situation, and approached and asked in a low voice.

"Wait and see." Zhao Zilong listened to the fierce gunshots coming from the mountain in the distance, and then looked at the devil guarding in front of him, and thought of Wang Zhong's words before parting for two or three hours at most, and couldn't help frowning.

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"Adjutant Oda, you instructed the standard-bearer to call for artillery fire support." Taro Yamamoto put down his binoculars and turned to the man next to him and ordered.

Taro Yamamoto, a squadron leader of the 3rd Brigade of the 9th Company of the 16th Division, had been ordered to lead a group to Nanjing to pursue the Chinese troops retreating from Shanghai and occupy Nanjing.

To occupy the capital of the Chinese, he dreamed of excitement.

Who knew that he had only led the team for a day, and received a new order to rush to Qinglong Mountain and occupy a mountainous area.

Although he didn't understand, he also vaguely guessed that it might be related to those dings.

As a soldier, it is his duty to obey orders, so he constantly urges his troops to hurry.

It's just that when he led the team to the border area between Suzhou and Wuxi, he encountered a group of national troops in the middle of the night. Originally, they quickly broke up and defeated each other, but the other party occupied a lonely mountain, and they attacked it several times but didn't take it.

Now Taro Yamamoto saw that the battle on the mountain was fierce, and although the Japanese army had the advantage, it still could not be attacked for a long time, and he suddenly became anxious.

If he did not arrive to occupy the high ground within two days, he could be punished by military affairs.

"Squadron Leader Yamamoto, if you open fire, you will accidentally injure our soldiers." Adjutant Oda was stunned, and then asked cautiously.

"Without artillery suppression, it will be difficult for our people to rush forward." Taro Yamamoto stared at each other and said in a firm tone: "As a warrior of the Great Empire, you must have the courage to serve the emperor. ”

"Hay!" Adjutant Oda's face changed, and he nodded immediately, then turned and ran to the flag bearer's side.

"Wait." When he had only run two steps, he was stopped by Taro Yamamoto and said, "You can ask that team to join in the attack." ”

"Squadron Leader Yamamoto, if they leave, there will be no one to guard there." Adjutant Oda paused, and after thinking about it, he turned around and asked.

"Are you worried that those soldiers will attack the artillery?" Taro Yamamoto understood what the other party meant at a glance, and he snorted coldly: "Give the people ten guts, and they don't dare to sneak attack us." What's more, they are now surrounded, how can they go down the mountain? ”

"Hay!" Adjutant Oda nodded and ran to the standard-bearer to give an order, and then went to call the soldiers of the squad at the foot of the mountain.

The devil flag bearer standing on a mound of dirt between the mountain guarded by the national army and Tubaozi Mountain immediately waved his hand flag towards Tubaozi Mountain.

A devil artillery commander in the open space on the top of the hill without the cover of the woods saw it and immediately ran to the side of the artillery position. A moment later, the whistling sound of cannonballs came from the mountain.