The sound of hooves on the mountain road was like thunder, and the horses subconsciously followed the first panicked pack horses to gallop to both sides of the mountain road.

But the guns did not stop because the horses were frightened, and the red-eyed horses did not care about their companions, who were sometimes wounded by stray bullets and shrapnel, and threw their comrades out of the way, but followed the instinct of the creatures to survive, and ran wildly along the mountain road where they could run, trying to get as far away as possible from this terrible place.

A horse weighing hundreds of kilograms is a galloping horse, and its majesty can also make people's eyelids jump, just want to stay away from it, let alone hundreds?

Along the way, all obstacles will be smashed by the surging herds of horses, whether it is people or carts.

The herd of horses roared away, leaving behind blood and corpses along the way, some horses and some corpses. Even if the Japanese army did not hide on the mountain road, but on both sides of the mountain road, many people suffered and were trampled to death by horses who were panicked.

Even more unfortunate were the hundreds of kilograms of horses that were tripped and killed by galloping but tripped over stones.

It can be said that during these ten minutes, the Japanese troops were very tenacious and tenacious, but their losses were also unexpectedly large. I am afraid that only about 200 people died from bullets and grenades thrown from the top of the hill, as well as from the frantically falling mortar shells, but more than 100 people were killed or wounded by the frightened horses. So much so that the Japanese commander finally had to give the painful order, turn the muzzle of the gun fired at the Chinese, and shoot at the galloping military horse.

The horses went forward one after another, but they couldn't dodge the machine rifle bullets, until the corpses of the Japanese military horses even blocked the entire mountain road, and the frightened military horses could not move forward, so they gradually stopped the crazy collision, but their eyes were still red, and their nostrils were spraying rough air, and they could erupt again at any time.

No Japanese soldier dared to stay on the mountain road anymore, and the corpses that had been trampled to a non-humanoid shape reminded them that those usually docile pack horses were no less lethal than guns once they went crazy.

The Japanese artillery brigade also has 1,000 people, but these 1,000 people are not infantry who can fight the enemy with rifles, except for high-tech artillery, most of the rest are ammunition troops, that is, they carry artillery shells. Not to mention that the entire artillery brigade has no machine guns, even a few rifles, mainly the 14 small pistols in the south that are easy to jam, just that, not everyone has it, it has to be a high-end gadget with a high rank, and the entire artillery brigade has 500 long and short guns.

It's okay if you don't have guns, their main job is to set up cannons. However, the pack horse was frightened and took all the parts of the mountain cannon away. There are three artillery squadrons of the artillery brigade, 12 artillery squads, and at least five artillery squads are crying.

In their hands, some only have wheels, some only have cannon barrels, and some simply hide and stare at dozens of people. Well, there is no cannon without artillery, there will always be dodge! Find a place to hide or pretend to be dead, and wait for the infantry to "resurrect" after the battle with the Chinese. But this little wish has also been extinguished by the "vicious" Chinese.

As if they like to bully the soft and fear the hard, the Chinese's rifle bullets have been aimed at the Japanese artillery who has little ability to resist. The 3rd Battalion of the 771st Regiment was specially reminded before the battle that once the Japanese artillery operated to support the infantry in battle, the casualties would increase several times. Therefore, even if the Japanese artillery did not have artillery, with the mentality that if one more Japanese artillery could be killed, the officers and men of the 3rd Battalion of the 771st Regiment focused their attacks on the Japanese artillery, even if many of them were still empty-handed.

Those who didn't have guns wanted to cry, and the Japanese soldiers who hurried to unload the guns were actually in tears. They wanted to quickly load the cannon and blow up the bold Chinese to ashes with one shot.

However, the Chinese on the top of the mountain also have to give them time to assemble the cannon! The 540-kilogram mountain cannon is not a field artillery, and it can be fired when it is put down.

Because of the mountain warfare, the daily life of the mountain artillery is to be divided into 6 large pieces, and at least 6 pack horses are carried forward. Well, maybe in some dead corners the Chinese can't see it, giving them enough time to assemble the cannon, but there is no place to put the cannon!

Even if the mountain cannon is petite and delicate among all kinds of guns, it must be at least a few square meters of flat ground cannons! In the corners of such a mountain road, let alone a mountain cannon with a length of 3.3 meters, even if you fart, a team of people can smell it.

All right! The Japanese infantry was not vegetarian, and in order to protect the artillery so that the artillery could be equipped with artillery to support itself, the Japanese infantry squadron was like taking rat medicine, braving the rain of bullets and firing at the 500 officers and men of the 3rd Battalion of the 771st Regiment who occupied the advantage of the terrain.

In the face of desperate little devils, the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion also have to hide! With such an advantage, they are unwilling to fight with the little devils, and they have to grind these devils to death alive!

The Japanese artillery stole some space, stubbornly found two open spaces, and finally assembled the mountain gun, and even loaded the shells to prepare for the cannon.

The performance of the 41 mountain cannon is very good, and the maximum distance can reach more than 6,000 meters, but its upper and lower firing range is -8 to +25 degrees, and how much can it hit at the closest distance? In other words, the 41 mountain gun is a curve gun, but it is not a mortar that can adjust the firing range to 80 degrees and can hang 50 meters away, it has a range of several hundred meters at least.

And here, there are mountains everywhere, and if they want to hit the Chinese on the mountain beams, they have to transport the cannon to a position of at least a thousand meters, and adjust the muzzle up to the maximum firing range, maybe that is possible.

And now, even if they want to fight, they are fighting mountains.

But the little devil is a creature that has always been stubborn, even if he knows that he will hit the mountain body in this environment and angle and can't shoot to the top of the mountain. It was also brazen to fire at several positions of the 3rd Battalion. It is estimated that the psychological state will not be able to kill you and scare you to death, anyway, the Imperial Army of the Japanese Empire dares to open fire.

Several successive shells hit the mountain more than 200 meters away, causing several puffs of smoke to burst out and causing the rocks to fall in an uproar.

The mountain artillery shells were clearly audible on the battlefield, which naturally attracted the attention of the mortar positions hiding hundreds of meters away to hang the Japanese troops in the encirclement.

Each infantry company had several artillery observers who followed the infantry and were responsible for providing artillery data to mortars hundreds of meters behind. But here, it is impossible to lay telephone lines, and the radio intercom industry has proven to be unreliable in the complex electromagnetic environment of the constant explosion of artillery shells in the mountains, so the only way to provide the artillery positions required for the front line to artillery positions at least 500 meters away is to rely on the flag language.

As in the old pass, the artillerymen had long drawn a grid of this lot, replacing the shelling area with different numerical codes, and the artillery observers located in the front used different colored flag arrangements instead of numerical codes to pass to the rear.

On the battlefield, it is possible to be hit by a bullet while lying on your stomach, not to mention standing up and playing the flag, which is almost sending yourself to the enemy's gun.

In order to prevent casualties among artillery observers, who are considered high-tech talents, Liu Lang ingeniously designed the way of transmitting the flag of the flag, just like the future raising of the national flag, the artillery observer hiding on the side pulled the rope and arranged various small flags representing number symbols to be raised to the flagpole made of 3 meters high. The rear observer observes with a telescope and then quickly reports to the gunners to adjust the muzzle direction and firing range.

Not to mention, this soil method is very useful. The mortar company of the artillery battalion of the Independent Regiment used this method to hang the Japanese infantry hiding in various corners from a distance of several hundred meters.

An artillery observer immediately found the approximate location of the Japanese mountain artillery and quickly transmitted the shelling parameters to the rear.

"Report company commander, target location 20105, no, it's 20101。。。。。。" The artillery observer holding the telescope on the mortar position quickly reported the coordinate data according to the different colored flags in the field of vision, but the voice gradually became low.

"A melon baby, can you still see it wrong with a telescope? But if you look carefully at Lao Tzu, you can't blow up the mountain artillery of the little devil, not only the commander of the bayonet battalion Liu wants us to trouble, but the cannon of the little devil will also fall on our heads. Geng Dazhuang, who had been promoted to the commander of the mortar company of the artillery battalion of the Independent Regiment, scolded the senior soldiers around him in a thick Sichuan voice.

Geng Dazhuang was also a little helpless, if it weren't for the fact that the best observers in the company were either sent to the front line or went to the old pass, there would be no one left, but it would not be the turn of this three-year-old soldier who had never been on the battlefield to be an observer.

Originally, if the artillery battalion had been here, the mountain artillery company, the mortar company, and the rocket artillery company that had never been used would have fired together, and the little devils in the encirclement would never have been as arrogant as they are now.

However, the regimental seat has been strictly ordered that the rocket artillery company must not be exposed, and the mountain artillery company is the main battle in Jiuguan, and the mortar company is divided into more than half to support the operation in Jiuguan, and the mortar company commander is now under a mortar platoon of 6 mortars, plus the 12 82 mortars and personnel of the bayonet battalion are assigned to his command during the war.

The 12 guns of the bayonet battalion 60 were forced under the command of the infantry companies themselves, and the death battalion sniped the brigade headquarters of the 40th brigade regiment at the forefront, the distance was too far, and all mortars were at their own disposal.

"You melon baby crying with a hammer, Lao Tzu didn't scold you or beat you." The helpless Geng Dazhuang suddenly found that there were two lines of tears on the cheeks of the three-year soldier who put down the binoculars, and he couldn't help but feel even more helpless.

"Company commander, it was supposed to be a yellow flag, but I think it's black. Because...... The observer wiped away his tears with his hand, choked up and couldn't say any more.

Geng Dazhuang's eyes were solemn, he knew, you can say that the psychological quality of the observer hand who has not been on the battlefield is not up to the mark, it can be said that he is nervous, but every observer has been checked, no one is color blind or color weak, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to see the wrong color.

Quickly picked up the binoculars and looked at Geng Dazhuang, who had stopped rising and was standing still halfway through the flagpole, and his eyes were moist.

The yellow turned black, not dusty, but blood, and the bright red blood soaked the entire banner.

That, it was the blood of the artillery observer.

The flag stopped rising and no longer rose, which naturally proves that the person who raised the flag is no longer there.

Yes, the Japanese army was not stupid, and it was smart.

The mortar has been hanging for so long, and they are also looking for the source of the shells, and they find that they are all coming from more than a mile away. In such terrain, it is absolutely impossible not to be afraid of shells falling on the mountain beams where the Chinese themselves are located, and to accurately send shells to the bottom of the valley, which is absolutely impossible without artillery observers approaching to observe and report the coordinates of the shelling.

The Japanese artillery observer has its own system for providing artillery coordinates for its own artillery, and the front-line artillery observer is one of them, and the other is to fly to an altitude of several tens of meters in a hot air balloon to provide data to the artillery position not far away.

The Chinese do not have hot air balloons, then they can only use front-line artillery observers. This is only a temporary field position, and there will never be a chance to lay a telephone line that can deliver a message a few hundred meters away。。。。。。

The Japanese troops who carefully analyzed it soon discovered the flagpoles erected on the ridges of the mountains where their guns could not reach them, and the small flags of different colors probably contained secrets that they could not understand.

The fact that the guns can't shoot doesn't prove that their grenadiers can't hit. By the time the artillery observer pulled the flag up with the flagpole again, at least two grenadiers frantically fired grenades at the estimated position.

The Japanese grenadier team was all veterans, and they were able to destroy a machine-gun fire point with two rounds from a distance of 500 meters, and in order to destroy the flagpole, which could bring disaster to them, the two grenadiers fired six grenades.