The battle of Donkey Ridge ended in the failure of the Chinese defense. The 40th Infantry Brigade of the Japanese Army occupied the Donkey Ridge, making it difficult for the Jindong Theater Command to sit still.

On the morning of the 12th, accompanied by Liu Lang, two lieutenant generals boarded the headquarters of the main position in Jiuguan.

Unlike the feint attack of only one Japanese squadron in front of the position, the battlefield on both flanks was already full of artillery fire, and rows of yellowish Japanese soldiers entered the battlefield one after another 800 meters away in the field of vision of the telescope, with at least three infantry squadrons of infantry on each side.

Even Zhao Shoushan, who had experienced the battle of Donkey Ridge, couldn't help but gasp, this time alone, the Japanese army dispatched at least 7 infantry squadrons of more than 1,000 people, which was almost equivalent to the enemy army faced by his entire division before Lack Donkey Ridge.

This is not counting, before the attack, the Japanese army carried out artillery fire for more than half an hour as usual, and the craters on the Jiuguan position that were much larger than the Eight Immortal Tables proved the power of the 105 howitzer

In the past three days, have the Independent Regiment and the 772nd Regiment been able to withstand the Japanese army's wanton bombardment? And how much sacrifice did they pay for it? The lieutenant general's face was also solemn.

"Little devil, this is going to be the point of breaking through with two wings?" Just by looking at the battlefield situation, the lieutenant general came to the right conclusion.

"Hehe, that's right, since they hit their heads on the main position three days ago, they made up their minds to break through on both flanks. These little devils are just trying to contain the forces of our main position. Unlike some dignified army lieutenant generals, Liu Lang had a relaxed face, smiled slightly, and pointed to more than 100 devils who were 400 meters away from the battlefield.

Different from the tragic offensive and defensive battles that are about to start on the battlefields of the two wings, the main position is now the battlefield of the precision shooters on both sides, and from the moment the devils enter the battlefield of 500 meters, the soldiers of the precision shooter level on both sides begin to shoot each other coldly.

The Japanese invaders' marksmanship is good, and the 38 big cover is accurate enough, but they don't have the scope that the local tyrant Liu Tuanzuo equipped with for each infantry squad accurate shooter, plus they still lack the cover of the trenches. Equipped with semi-automatic rifles with an effective range of 500 meters, the accurate shooters of the independent regiment can pose a threat to them at an ultra-long range of 500 meters, but they have to reach a distance of at least 400 meters or even more than 300 meters.

I am afraid that this was not thought of by the Japanese army, who were proud of their archery skills.

When the three of them quietly arrived at the battlefield, it was the time when the two sides continued to shoot coldly, but did not attack.

"Two chiefs, do you want to compare marksmanship? One shot determines the winner, and whoever loses will be treated after the war. Seeing that the Japanese army was about to fall into the pit he had already dug, Liu Lang, who was in a good mood, suddenly proposed.

"If you want to cheat the old man out of his money again, I won't be fooled by you." Comrade Li, who took the initiative to stay as an observer on the battlefield, waved his small hand and directly broke Liu Lang's thoughts.

"Senior Zhao, what about you?" Liu Lang looked at the lieutenant general and said with a smile, "If I lose, I will send you 4 82 mortars in your division, but if you lose, you can send me a small soldier." ”

"Creeps?" Zhao Shoushan was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, and pointed at Liu Lang with a smile, "Does your baby know that the fifth company of the forehead has returned alive and a soldier?" However, it's too late to dig a corner now, he is not a soldier now, but the new lieutenant company commander of the 2nd Battalion of the 102nd Regiment. If you say yes, then why don't I let him report to your independent regiment? ”

"Haha, since Senior Commander Zhao is unwilling to cut his love, change the conditions, if I win, that little soldier of yours will have to accept the "Hero" medal of my independent regiment, and the reward is 4 82 mortars. Liu Lang laughed.

Although it is obviously a good thing to give medals and mortars, in this era of factions, it is not easy to get the soldiers of one unit to accept gifts from the captain of another unit. Even if the 17th Division and the 386th Brigade are now friendly or even allied. No matter how good the relationship is, you can't beat people's family members.

For Liu Lang, who came from the future, the faction was not important to him, and the predecessors who made sacrifices for the entire nation were all people worthy of his respect. The fifth company is definitely worthy of his respect.

Liu Lang, who was moved by the fifth company of the 17th Division, which had been alone in the No. 1 position for two days, used a form acceptable to both sides.

Zhao Shoushan couldn't help but laugh dumbly. How could he, who was over forty years old, not understand Liu Lang's careful thoughts? It's good that watermelons can get medals and get 4 82 mortars for the 17th Division, but a certain fat colonel is too confident! may not know that although he Zhao Shoushan is the commander of a division, his pistol skills are leveraged.

"Adjutant, here comes the gun." Although Zhao Shoushan is a Confucian general, he is the kind of person who does not talk much.

didn't talk nonsense to Liu Lang, he directly stretched his hand back, and the adjutant who was carrying a "Shui Lianzhu" rifle handed over the Mosin Nagant rifle that had already been pressed into the bullet.

By the way, he glanced at the young colonel who was a few years younger than him but two levels higher than himself, which means that the soldiers of the division will not be rare for you to have any "hero" medals.

It's just that those four 82 mortars have some wants! The adjutant major was really conflicted. Commander, is it better to win or not to win?

"Master Zhao is clever, and even the gun is ready. Or Mosin Nagant, definitely good gun. Liu Lang gave Zhao Shoushan a thumbs up, making the major adjutant so angry that he was not at all contradictory.

Didn't you prepare a gun when you went to the battlefield that time? The division commander must win this fat paper that is a little arrogant.

Zhao Shoushan didn't take a certain group's letter to heart, and took the telescope to look at the observation mouth for a while, "Brother, just use the little devil hidden 400 meters away as a bet, whoever hits will win, how about it?" ”

"Haha, I think it's okay, if Master Zhao wins, Commander Liu might as well add two more 82 presses, I, the witness, don't want anything else, I think Commander Liu's pistol is good, how about giving me Lao Li?" Comrade Li, who took the initiative to withdraw from the competition, is now active.

From the perspective of gambling, he is sure that he will not lose money, anyway, he has already said it cheekily, no matter what the result is, the Black Star pistol that caught his eye, it is estimated that Liu Lang will give him a hand.

It can only be said that the one who can mix in this position is a human spirit.

"The goal chosen by Master Zhao is not easy!" Liu Lang looked at the target described by the lieutenant general in the telescope, and couldn't help but feel a little painful.

He dared to say that he had never seen such a timid devil.

The thing, in the five minutes he had been observing, had not even breached its head, and had been hiding under the rock that was strong enough to withstand the mortar bombardment. What about the pride of the so-called Imperial Japanese Army?

"Hehe, if it's not difficult, wouldn't that look down on you Liu Tuanzuo too much? Let us have a Chinese division commander and a Chinese regiment commander, so that the little devils can clearly know that this is China's territory, and whether they are afraid of death or not, they will die. Zhao Shoushan replied with a smile.

Then, he leaned down very seriously, locked his eyes on the crosshair, and lassoed the rock where the target was 400 meters away, until the goods showed out, which was a shot.

400 meters is almost the limit of shooting without a scope, and the size of the target in the field of view will definitely not be larger than an apple.

Liu Lang smiled slightly, picked up the binoculars and stared at the target, not caring at all about the tricks of the lieutenant general who had aroused his competitive spirit. He took the initiative to choose the first shot and hit, no matter if Liu Lang didn't fight again, he won. In case it doesn't hit, with the urine nature of this cowardly rat devil, it will naturally not drill out of the rock a little, unless the bullet will turn, Liu Lang will never hit, and it will be a tie at the most.

The lieutenant general applied the art of war to a game between the two on a whim. As for the life and death of that devil, in the eyes of the two generals of the unified army, it actually doesn't matter. Even, his life is a few points more important than his death.

They would prefer to see a devil who steals his life and influences more devils, rather than a stubborn devil who screams and rushes up.

And the target they are eyeing is also a frequent visitor to the main position, this place, he has been here three times a day, counting today, it is the fourth time.

Second Lieutenant Matsuda never thought he would be so unlucky. Could it be that it is really because of "sooner or later death"? Yaga has no feet, can he still go to the battlefield?

Originally, he had been sent to the medical team of the brigade, half of the soles of his feet were blown off, and he was definitely a wounded soldier, although there was no gentle little nurse from the field hospital of the wing, but as long as he did not face the rain of bullets from the Chinese, it was good.

Unexpectedly, with the unsmooth battle on both flanks, the number of seriously wounded in two days was shocking, and the already crazy wing captain Liden Xingda ordered that all those who were lightly wounded should not retreat to the rear. And he, the unlucky bastard, was classified as a minor injury by those stupid doctors。。。。。。

So, Captain Matsuda sadly received the order to fight again, and to his surprise, Ikehayaji, a senior soldier, miraculously did not die and was assigned to his command. It can't be because of his unlucky name! Second Lieutenant Matsuda immediately drove "Sooner or Later Death" away from him, especially when he found a rock to withstand the mortar after entering the battlefield.

The only thing that makes him feel relieved now is that the battlefield on both flanks is a battlefield of flesh and blood, and the main position of the old pass is instead a feint attack and containment. As long as he hides here in peace for two hours, he can save his life and retreat.

He had to hide. Although there was no rain of bullets and no mortars, the cold guns of the Chinese were too accurate. In just half an hour, at least a dozen unlucky people were killed by cold shots from 400 meters away, and he must not make those stupid mistakes.

Ensign Matsuda, of course, did not know that he was being targeted by a Chinese general and a Chinese colonel, and was being used as the prey of a bet.

This is not an honor for Second Lieutenant Matsuda, who is determined to save his life first.