Lu Xiaobei sat on a freshly made recliner chair, which was made to her by a fan. The handiwork of the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info is many times better than the one that Masakichi Inoda sat on when he was tortured today. But I don't know if this fan has turned black or changed after today's torture incident.

Many of the Rangers' comrades-in-arms came to comfort her just now, but she didn't care about anything that didn't lose her powder. She wrapped her thick sleeping bag around her body as a blanket, and set it on a slender ammunition box, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked very comfortable.

Lu Xiaobei was thinking about today's torture, and after the interrogation, An Yanxin also taught her some interrogation skills. However, the reason why she is in a good mood now is not because An Yanxin praised her for being careful and gifted in interrogation.

Lu Xiaobei found that when she brought pain to others, the pain in her heart would be alleviated, what a wonderful discovery. Now those black fans call her Lucifer, and Lu Xiaobei feels that she prefers others to call her Lucifer than Angel Road. Lucifer, what a wonderful nickname, darkness and revenge are her favorite elements. It used to be someone else who brought her pain, but now she is the only one who brings pain to others. The dark seed buried in her heart began to germinate when it met the right soil.

If a senior psychiatrist sees Lu Xiaobei's current appearance, she will definitely return to her original path. But it's very helpless, it's a miracle that the base can get together internal medicine and surgeons, where are the senior psychiatrists.

Xiaobei was napping comfortably on this side, and Xiao Fei had already started to work over there.

Xiao Fei led an artillery reconnaissance team and hid in the dead grass on a high ground on the north bank of the Anzi River. Taking advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely dark, the Japanese army was desperately digging trenches.

The entire line on the south bank of the Anzi River on Fuzhou Avenue was dug up by the Japanese army. They not only dug on the road, but also on the side of the road, where the terrain was flat, as long as the Japanese felt that the width was wide enough for the chariots to pass through, they would dig decisively. The digging and digging momentum is comparable to Double Eleven, and the chopper clan of a certain big country buys and buys.

Looking at the hard work of the Japanese army, Xiao Fei couldn't help but sigh that it was not easy for me to rabbit back then. The equipment is too earthy, and the earthwork will make up for it, which is the magic weapon for my rabbit defense war. This resentment has always led me to become obsessed with cannonism. When the family has surplus food, the cannon is really hard to build, which shows how miserable it was to be abused back then.

However, the level of civil work of the Japanese army today is much worse than that of my rabbit back then. What the hell are those pine sticks erected and a few sandbags piled up? Bunker? And your trenches are just like this, are you sure you are not digging your own grave? You want a serpentine trench, dear, otherwise this shell will go down, and the shock wave, the shrapnel will do you don't want it. It seems that the level of soil work is directly proportional to the number of times they have been tortured, and the Japanese army in this period has to grow slowly. Xiao Fei looked at the Japanese defense line and complained unscrupulously.

"Captain, when are we going to the Japanese?" An artillery spotter asked.

"What's the hurry, when it gets dark, you have to be at home if you want to pay the account, otherwise who are you making a fuss about? Now that the Japanese are scattered and digging trenches outside, it's not cost-effective to shoot artillery now, so let's talk about it when they get together. Xiao Fei gave the breathless observer a roll of the eyes.

This kind of troublemaking and tricking people to force debts, here Xiao Fei recognizes the second, and no one dares to admit the first. Because he has been in the palace several times to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, how to make things uproar at the minimum cost, and everyone in the neighborhood knows it, that is really his forte.

Sure enough, when it was dark enough to barely see the road, the Japanese began to gather. On the battlefield, I saw piles of bonfires lit up, and the Japanese soldiers began to bury pots and cook rice.

"Yo, okay, these dogs, they're cooking on an open fire at the front line. After a while, your grandfather Xiao will tell you with cannonballs, why are the flowers so red? "At this time, the army really didn't have much awareness of anti-artillery.

This really can't be blamed on the fact that these Japanese troops have no awareness of anti-artillery, and there are no over-the-horizon artillery attacks in this era. Especially at night, in view of the backward sighting equipment and communication equipment of this era, it is difficult for you to play with direct artillery fire at a distance, and talk about over-the-horizon artillery attacks.

However, the opponents encountered by the Japanese army are equipped with the active equipment of the US military in the 21 st century, and now the observation group led by Xiao Fei uses the FS3 target observation instrument, and it is equipped with a second-generation infrared lens enhanced laser indication module, and it also has a night vision capability of 5 km at night. Even if these Japanese soldiers did not use open fires to bury pots for cooking, they would not have escaped the fate of being shelled.

"Boss, shall we do it?" The lad was always out of his breath, and the observer was anxious again.

"Wait, wait until they're ready to cook and line up for dinner before we do." Xiao Fei's idea is not an ordinary yin loss.

Dinner was finally ready, and the Japanese soldiers who had worked all day crowded around the campfire, waiting to receive a hot dinner. The temperature has dropped to freezing, and eating a bowl of hot rice around a campfire is so pleasant for someone who has been digging for a day of digging in the soil.

However, this kind of comfort was destined to appear only in the fantasy of returning the Japanese soldiers, and an 81-mm mortar shell with a terrifying scream fell on the Japanese position.

This was a test projectile, except for shrapnel that jumped to a few Japanese troops, confiscating what results were known.

"Correction, 200 meters to the left, three shots in a row." The long-awaited show for observers has begun.

Boom, boom, boom. Three high-explosive grenades, smashed into a bonfire.

I don't know if these Japanese troops were newly repositioned units that had not been shelled by mortars, or if they were lucky enough to have a meal and run away. When the first test-fired shells fell, no one fled from the bright campfire.

The "Aced" observer seems to be a masturbation teenager.

Seeing that a squad was killed in an instant, the Japanese officers began to drive those soldiers into the trenches and bunkers. Of course, the soldiers who had already received their supper ran as fast as they could, and those who were still hungry and had not yet received supper rushed to the cauldron and desperately fished it out with their bowls.

"It's really a bird to die for food, so if you want to die so much, then I'll fulfill you and report the coordinates to the artillery team." When Xiao Fei saw the actions of the Japanese soldiers, he felt incredible, it seemed that he had been educated less.

Boom, boom, two more shots, and another crowding bonfire hit. This time, the Japanese soldiers were not driven away by officers, and they were completely blown up like a pile of ants poured with boiling water. People rushed to the trenches and bunkers. It's just that you ran away, and no one put out the fire in this bonfire, and the whole position was brightly lit, are you planning to mark the shelling?

"Boss, the devils are starting to scatter and run into the fortifications, do you want to come with a round of artillery fire to collect the heads." The observer excitedly asked.

"Take your sister's head, teach you to read more and play less games in the morning. Leave one person to watch, and the others to eat. Xiao Fei finally couldn't bear this anxious secondary observer.

"The night is long, I have no intention of sleeping, I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, it turned out that you were also ...... Ahh Eat first and keep warm. What we have is time. "Xiao Fei pretended to be a failure, and he was also a guy who hadn't studied for a few years.

Although Xiao Fei doesn't read much, he harasses debtors, which is the essence of it. Harassment should be individualized, and it is not required to be beaten to death with a stick, but it must be tireless. When you feel that you need to settle things, do it again, this time is the essence.

The observation group on the high ground could only heat food with smokeless heating bags from individual rations, and they were not as arrogant as the Japanese soldiers opposite, eating directly by the campfire. The heating bag is convenient to use, add some water into it, and it will heat up on its own. Attach all food and drink to both sides of the heating bag and wrap it in brown paper for individual rations. There was hot food in three to five minutes, although it didn't taste very good. But compared to the hungry and bereaved dogs on the other side, hiding in the fortifications, it is not a little better.

Then the Japanese army deeply realized what it means to hurt people with hidden arrows, and all the Japanese soldiers were tormented by the screams of mortar shells across the sky. Since mortars had not yet appeared in the whole world at this time, everyone was not familiar with this strange screaming weapon. As soon as the Japanese soldiers heard the screaming shelling, they all lay down or hid in the fortifications, and no one could tell the distance from their own artillery bombardment.

Xiao Fei told the observers on duty that as long as they were sure that they could injure and kill about five Japanese soldiers with one shot, they could order an artillery bombardment. As for the frequency of shelling, then it follows. If you're in a good mood, you can shoot two less shots, and if you're in a bad mood, you can shoot two more shots. Or the artillery squad complains that it is too cold and wants to move, then you can put two cannons, anyway, it's fate. After explaining, Xiao Fei hid in a thick sleeping bag to rest.

This is the very famous random shelling rules in the future, a certain book fan in the traverser has been complaining, numb, I have seen the street writer update with fate, and I have not seen the shelling and come to a casual fate.

In fact, this kind of casual shelling caused much greater mental pressure on the Japanese army than the overwhelming artillery coverage.

Covered with artillery fire, you will know that as long as the fortifications you are hiding in are not reliable, you are dead. Destiny is in the hands of the fortifications you have built beforehand, that is to say, to some extent, in your hands.

This kind of casual shelling, as the name suggests. Whether or not your life can be saved is completely up to fate. Shelling can come at any time, when you go to the toilet, when you sleep, when you dig fortifications, at any time, it can land precisely on your head. You can't hide in the fortifications forever, and whether you can survive or not depends entirely on whether Lady Luck lifts your skirt or turns her back away.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Fei woke up, full of energy, and played an upgraded version of random shelling. First, a strong light flare was fired at the Japanese position, and when the Japanese troops gathered, they began to shell with high-explosive shells.

The white phosphorus flares used in the 21st century, once they go to the sky, they are really bright and unwanted. At the end of the nineteenth century, the Japanese army had this thing, and as soon as the flare went up to the sky, the position was fried again. Well, to use another word, yes, the Japanese army fried the pot too many times this night.

At first, when the shelling began, the Japanese thought that the traversers were going to attack all the lines at night, so they sent cavalry to the headquarters of the 1st Division in Fuzhou to ask for help.

It is no wonder that the Japanese commanders on the position were afraid, and they were too impressed by the devastating offensive of the chariots the day before yesterday. At this time, the fortifications of the Saddle River defense line were not completed, and it was the best time for the enemy to attack.

Therefore, when the Japanese position was shelled for the first time, the Japanese commander immediately sent cavalry for help to Fuzhou City.

By the second half of the night, the Japanese troops who had come in reinforcements did not see the so-called enemy offensive. On the contrary, the Japanese reinforcements, who were physically and mentally exhausted, also joined the target directory of Xiao Fei's casual shelling.

This side is having a lot of fun, but there is a lot of suffering.

At this time, the commander of the 1st Division, who was in Fuzhou City, Yamachi Motoji, remembered the message brought by the Japanese soldier who was released back during the day.