In order to save bullets and speed up the progress of the battle, Li Ziyuan finally made up his mind to launch a charge after killing more than half of the Japanese army. But the mortars on the artillery positions over there were still whizzing. This undoubtedly made Li Ziyuan, who was still planning to live a long life, very dissatisfied with He Huizhang.

Compared with the much more stable one, after the grain train was derailed with one shot, in order to save the shells, Zhou Tong, who basically did not fire the cannonballs, He Huizhang was a little unable to control himself, and it was very enjoyable to shoot one shot after another. Li Ziyuan had repeatedly asked him that the warning of less than five Japanese soldiers gathering together and not firing artillery had already been thrown behind his head.

After giving the order to charge, Li Ziyuan ran to the artillery position in a few steps. Facing He Huizhang, who was constantly giving orders, he held the telescope high and pouted his ass and kicked him fiercely: "You fucking loser, according to your style of play, how many cannonballs are enough for you to spoil?" You Lao He, who sells X, you are here to fight local tyrants for Lao Tzu. ”

"What else is there down there for you bastard to waste cannonballs? How many times have you been told that you have to learn to live a life, and you can't always be so lavish. Co-authoring what Lao Tzu said before, you are all the wind in your ears. If there is a next time, you will hand over the position of the commander of the artillery company to Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu is not a rich man, and he doesn't have so much property for you to waste as a loser. ”

was scolded by Li Ziyuan for splitting his head and covering his face, and Li Ziyuan's forty-one big foot shoe prints were printed on his buttocks. Only then did he remember Li Ziyuan's repeated admonitions before the war, looking at Li Ziyuan's angry expression and the empty ammunition boxes in one place, he didn't dare to refute after sticking out his tongue.

And at this time, he had already fired more than twenty shells in one breath. Almost more than half of the * carried in this ambush was destroyed. He Huizhang's eyes were aimed at the empty ammunition boxes on the ground, and Li Ziyuan followed his eyes, and his anger became even heavier after seeing the empty ammunition boxes on the ground.

If it weren't for He Huizhang's subordinates and Ma Yongcheng beside him dragging him desperately, it is estimated that Li Ziyuan, who was very angry, would have made up a few kicks on this guy's ass. Grandma's, is it easy to do this cannonball yourself? In just a few minutes, he fired more than 20 shots. No matter how thick his family background is, he can't stand such a loser.

The shells of this Japanese-made mortar have no other source than capture, and if they are missed, one less shot. He's fighting hard now, but what to do when it's critical? He He Huizhang took his head as a cannonball? At that time, even if he is shot to congratulate Huizhang, he will not be able to make up for this loss. Thinking of this, Li Ziyuan scolded him again.

After many years of military career, blood or fighting on the battlefield, and many cadres around him, there are very few people who open their mouths and close their mouths without dirty words. Let Li Ziyuan have already lost his identity as a college student in his previous life. Especially since he started to lead the troops, he has been running with foul language.

Especially as soon as the battle started, Li Ziyuan was as if he wouldn't command the battle if he didn't swear. If Li Ziyuan's parents in his previous life, as well as those classmates and teachers, saw this former school bully, they wouldn't need to open their mouths to swear words. Moreover, it is also Sichuan, Hubei, plus the swear words of several places in his hometown in his previous life, Li Ziyuan, who came from the cross, probably didn't dare to recognize him.

After kicking He Huizhang and scolding this big-handed guy, He Huizhang, who was still in high spirits, wilted in an instant. Slanting his eyes, he glanced at He Huizhang, who didn't dare to speak on the side, Li Ziyuan said: "In the next battle, if there is no special order from me, no more than three shells are allowed to be used." ”

"Also, don't fucking shoot Lao Tzu at every turn. Don't you brag all day long about what kind of sharpshooter you are. I've heard that artillery has a shooting tactic called precision shooting, don't fucking tell me you can't. If you play this hand for Lao Tzu next time, don't be the company commander of your artillery company, Lao Tzu is not no one to use now. ”

He Huizhang, who was pleasing to the eye by Li Ziyuanxun's low eyebrows, did not dare to refute at all. I was afraid that Li Ziyuan would be angry and give himself a few kicks. Fortunately, Li Ziyuan still has to take care of the entire battle situation, and it is impossible to pay attention to him for a long time. After Li Ziyuan's attention was attracted by the battle under the mountain, He Huizhang breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Ziyuan did not use the telescope, and stood there to direct the battle. Although he saw that the counterattacking troops had been glued, he himself was also a little hot. But like the two calves sent by his superiors, the guards who were looking at him from left to right at the moment made him honestly stay in the command position.

When launching the final charge, Li Ziyuan did not mobilize other troops, and only used Liu Lianming's reconnaissance company. The reason is simple, the reconnaissance company, which is equipped with a large number of shell guns, as well as the only few submachine guns in the whole detachment, has the most intensive melee fire. Li Ziyuan didn't want to waste a lot of time fighting bayonets at this time.

Li Ziyuan on this side launched the final attack while the iron was hot, and the Japanese troops over there, who also woke up from the blow, were not inferior. Facing the small number of eight roads rushing over, he did not show any weakness in picking up his rifle and putting on the bayonet, and prepared for a white-knuckle battle back to back.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers in front of him with bayonets, ready to fight with themselves in a white-knuckle battle. Liu Lianming, who has already been told by Li Ziyuan, will he really be stupid to fight with them with bayonets? After throwing a *, Liu Lianming quickly and slowly lowered the gun in his hand and swept it over.

And as soon as Liu Lianming fired, the submachine gun he was equipped with, along with the shell gun, also fired almost at the same time. The number of shell guns in his company's hands is large, and with the help of several submachine guns, the density of firepower at close range is definitely not weak, and it can even be said to be superb.

I didn't expect Liu Lianming to launch an attack at all, it was just a bluffing Japanese army, and the rushing Eighth Road first blew down a few people. It was also hit by dense melee fire, and there were many casualties. By the time he really came into contact with Liu Lianming, there were very few remnants of the Japanese army left.

The leader of the Japanese squadron in charge of escorting was faced with the few soldiers left around him, as well as the eight roads that rushed up. After knowing that it was difficult to break through, he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he pulled out his saber and pointed at Liu Lianming, who rushed over. In half-understood Chinese, he said angrily: "Despicable Shina people, you samurai are not. ”

"If you still think of yourself as a soldier, show your dignity as a soldier and fight me one-on-one. It's like a Japanese samurai, really fighting with a knife and a gun, rather than a cowardly black gun over there. ”

Hearing this guy's words, Liu Lianming was happy. He didn't politely insert the fast and slow machine in his hand back into the holster, pulled out a big knife from the back of a soldier next to him and said, "Okay, if you want to have a duel, then Lao Tzu will also accompany you." Let you see that the Chinese soldiers are not only superior to you in the art of war, but also better than you in playing with broadswords. ”

But before the two of them could start the fight, a crisp gunshot came from behind Liu Lianming. The Japanese officer who vowed to have a duel between the samurai with Liu Lianming. A skylight was opened directly on his head, and he fell straight to the ground with a saber.

Along with this gunshot, there were two light machine guns firing, and the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers who were about to fight with rifles were all knocked down. And after these gunshots, Liu Lianming also got a kick on his buttocks, and Li Ziyuan's voice came from behind: "The little devil's head is twitching, and you are fucking making some fun." ”

"We still have to rush to transport food, so much time is wasted on ink with devils. Immediately take your company and deploy in the direction of Pingchuan, closely monitor the movement in the eastern mountains, and leave us with little time. Remember, if the Japanese puppet army in the eastern mountains comes to reinforce you, you will have to hold on even if you run out of Lao Tzu. ”

Liu Lianming, who was kicked, was about to curse, but when he turned his head and saw that the kicking was Li Ziyuan, who was carrying an English-made rifle in one hand and his face was a little pale. Liu Lianming, who had been kicked, didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly commanded the troops to leave the battlefield with the troops in accordance with Li Ziyuan's deployment and launch a guard in the direction of Pingchuan.

After eliminating the last remnants of the enemy, Li Ziyuan glanced at the battlefield and thought about what to do next. Although the ammunition consumption in this battle was larger, it was also based on Li Ziyuan's thinking, and it was basically a fast fight. Li Ziyuan concentrated the greatest firepower and crushed the Japanese escort troops in the shortest possible time.

Cleaning up the battlefield for the rest, that is, snatching away the grain, bought enough time. As for the gunfire coming from the two wings right now, Li Ziyuan didn't care too much. The main forces of the Japanese puppet army in the entire Ludong are now in two directions. One is concentrated in Changzhi City, worried that he will be pumping cold in the past.

The other is that at present, in the eastern mountainous area of Ludong, he is being led around by the main force of the military sub-division. The troops of the military region also dispatched a part of the troops to carry out a counter-sweep along the direction from Hubei to Licheng. As for the county town of Ludong on both flanks of the battlefield, and the Japanese puppet army in Pingchuan Town in the south, no matter how fast the Japanese puppet army reacted, it did not pose much threat to itself.

Now the most important thing is how to get this grain and as much dismantling rails as possible. After inserting the shell gun in his hand into his belt, Li Ziyuan looked at the ordinary people who were rushing out to transport grain, and ordered the troops participating in the battle to immediately spread out to both wings.

Cooperate with the blocking forces on both sides to cover the mobilized civilians to rush to transport food and dismantle the railroad tracks. At the same time, Li Ziyuan was also constantly urging Liu Yanlai to speed up. Concentrate all the people to rush the food first, and as for the dismantling of the railroad tracks, just do your best.

Fortunately, although there is a lot of grain, Liu Yanlai also mobilizes a lot of people. Under the cover of the two flanks of the blocking troops, these people quickly transported the grain out of the wagons according to the tasks assigned in advance, and then rushed to the northeast with livestock.

In less than three hours under the man's resistance to the donkey's load, the train was empty. On both sides of the battlefield, in addition to the section that was blown up, more than ten miles of railroad tracks were also dismantled. The rest of the sleepers were directly erected and burned off. All the poles on both sides of the railway line were cut off, and the telephone lines were harvested.

Seeing that Liu Yanlai had basically snatched the grain away, Li Ziyuan, who knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, stopped Liu Yanlai's idea of dismantling some more railroad tracks. In accordance with the prior agreement, the military sub-district has succeeded in telegraphing its side.