Li Ping said that he would choose one of the two, but the political commissar didn't react, and looked at Li Ping and wanted to know what it meant?

Li Ping smiled bitterly, handed the telescope to the political commissar and said, "Political commissar, you see, Miura has invested a lot more troops. ”

"According to the calculation of the opponent's strength, he invested most of his troops to start the attack."

The political commissar looked at it, his mind turned quickly, and after a while, he figured it out, put down the binoculars, and said fiercely: "Miura shelled our supplies and saw that the supplies were blown up, so he wanted to quickly consume the ammunition in our hands and destroy us." ”

The political commissar said that here I finally understood what Li Ping said, in Miura's opinion, his own materials have been destroyed, so the ammunition can only be fought less and less.

Although the ammunition he stored in another location was not blown up, as long as it was transported to fight, Miura saw that there was no shortage of ammunition for the Eighth Route Army, and he would definitely react, and the shelling would only destroy part of the supplies.

At that time, he will inevitably shell again, and he and others will not have time to transport it now, the mountain roads are rugged, not to mention the transfer of materials, even the march is a big problem.

Now there are two options, the first is to let the troops control the ammunition and pretend to save ammunition until dark.

But the casualties caused by this are very large, and the political commissar does not want the soldiers to die here with this kind of death.

The second option is to destroy Miura's artillery before he reacts, which will weaken the devil and solve the problem.

But the point is that it is daytime now, and sending troops to fight in the past is simply dead.

Choose one of the two, you must choose, the political commissar touched his head, Li Ping said heavily: "Political commissar, let's choose to kill the devil's artillery!" ”

The political commissar thought about it and nodded with a bitter face, and when Li Ping saw that the political commissar agreed, he asked Huzi to inform them to find the devil artillery and destroy it.

Li Ping came to the position and said a few words to several captains, and then the soldiers only fired to reduce the frequency of throwing grenades, Li Ping listened to the gunshots and muttered: "Miura, we are not finished, we still have to fight." ”

Huzi was in a very bad mood at this time, and his squadron only remembered to deal with the devil's scouts, but he didn't even notice the big moves of the devil's artillery.

"Leave half of the troops, and you continue to deal with the devil scouts."

"The remaining half come with me, and we'll deal with the devil's artillery, quick."

After Huzi finished speaking, he took the soldiers down the mountain, and Li Ping said on the telegram that he should be fast and not let Miura have time to react.

Huzi went down the mountain, and at this time, Miura listened to the gunshots and frowned.

"Captain, what's the problem?"

The chief of staff of the devil asked, and Miura raised his head slightly and said, "There is no problem with the sound of gunshots, but I always feel as if I have overlooked something." ”

The chief of staff was stunned when he heard this, he didn't know what Miura meant, Miura was now thinking left and right, trying to find what he had overlooked.

"Wing Commander, the gunfire of the Eighth Route Army has not stopped, you listen to this explosion, the frequency of their grenades is now reduced."

"Smack"

"Explosion"

Miura stood up, and the chief of staff reminded him that during the shelling he saw black smoke and saw fire, but he didn't hear the sound of a large number of shells exploding.

Miura himself knows how much ammunition there is on the train, even if the Eighth Route Army takes out a lot of shells to make tricks, it can't be used so much, and there must still be most of it in hand.

But his own shelling did not cause the shell to explode, how is this possible, the only explanation is that his own shelling only destroyed part of it, and the materials of the Eighth Route Army were separated.

Thinking of this, Miura was sweating profusely, and he was so carried away when he saw the black smoke rise that he lost all his most basic judgments.

"Quick, let the attacking troops retreat temporarily, and rest first."

Miura roared, and just as he wanted to pick up the telescope, a roaring explosion continued, and Miura was so angry that he almost fell.

"Bastard, such a treacherous commander of the Eighth Route Army."

Miura gritted his teeth, and he understood from this explosion that most of the troops he had just filled in were calculated by the Eighth Route Army this time, and it must be the Eighth Route Army that let his troops kill within the range of throwing grenades, and give them another critical blow.

Looking at the troops who retreated in disgrace, and then listening to the cheers of the Eighth Route Army on the position, Miura gritted his teeth.

After being indignant for a while, Miura himself laughed angrily, he calculated the Eighth Route Army once, and the Eighth Route Army fought back with a backhand, interesting, so interesting.

"Order the artillery squadron, the materials of the Eighth Route Army have not been completely destroyed, and if you shell me again, you must destroy them all."

After Miura finished speaking, he sneered when he listened to the cheers of the Eighth Route Army, laughing is not a problem now, but who can laugh to the end is the one who survives.

Ten minutes later, the devil's shelling began again, and they avoided the area they had destroyed and began shelling on both sides.

The sound of the shell exploding made Li Ping and the political commissar unable to sit still, and Miura's reaction was so fast.

The sound of the explosion made the faces of Huzi and the others, who had already determined the approximate location of the devil's artillery, change, and looked back at the mountains and forests, and Huzi almost vomited blood.

"Quick, find them."

When they found the Devil's artillery position, these artillery had already been discharged from the area on both sides of the mountain forest, because the shelling was ineffective.

"Adjust the firing angle, go up the mountain, the supplies of the Eighth Route Army must be hidden there."

After the artillery squadron leader finished speaking, he picked up the telescope and observed again, this shelling was simply a blind hit, I don't know how many shells were wasted, and the reconnaissance unit was a waste.

The devil squadron leader with broken thoughts in his heart just wanted to turn his head to look at the angle of the troops' adjustment, when a lot of black spots fell in the air, and he saw a group of people running in the opposite direction.

"Lying down"

"Boom Boom"

The leader of the devil squadron flew in the air, looking at one of his legs and didn't know where he flew, Yu Guang looked at those Eighth Route Army, and the last thought was how the wing captain established the defense line, and the Eighth Route Army didn't know when he ran out.

The explosion was not pleasant, Huzi was lying on the ground, and his shoulders were injured by flying stones.

The explosion made Miura, who picked up the telescope to observe, feel that it was wrong, and the direction of the explosion did not seem to be on the side of the mountain forest.

"Baga, in the past, a small team, something happened to the artillery position."

Miura's first reaction was quick, and at this point he immediately thought about how the artillery position had gone wrong.

Twenty minutes later, all but the remaining twenty or so wounded soldiers of the artillery squadron were killed, and they died under the force of the explosion of their own shells.

"Smack"

"Bastards, the Eighth Route Army, the Eighth Route Army from there, are they shirking their responsibilities?"

Miura is crazy, and some wounded soldiers report that it was a sneak attack by the troops of the Eighth Route Army, how is this possible, when the troops of his own defense line are blind?

The Eighth Route Army can enter and exit its own defense line at will, which is a slap in the face, if you say so, you are one of the biggest factors in the destruction of the artillery squadron, because of your own self-confidence, so there are no other troops around the artillery squadron to defend.

Looking at Miura, whose face was green, the chief of staff of the devil swallowed his saliva and said softly: "Captain, what they said may be true. "Reading a book and finding the latest chapters by yourself? You're out, WeChat attention Beauty editor helps you find books! It's really a good book to flirt with girls!