Chapter 508: The Ultimate Weapon

Dong Yeyang stretched out the telescope from the camouflage on the edge of the trench, and saw that the Japanese troops under the mountain were divided into two columns, winding along the road, and there was already a large brigade in the field of vision, and there was no telling how many there were behind, and there were several side three-wheeled motorcycles at the head, and there was also a machine gun in the bucket, because the side was a rice field, and several machine guns of the devils were shooting at the mountain from time to time.

The plane's aerial reconnaissance half an hour ago obviously gave the devils enough confidence, and in addition, the Erlong Mountain was only a stone mountain less than 500 meters high, and there were no dense forests.

It's not that the devils are not cautious enough, they chased from Shanggao to Jinhua, all the way without danger, so that they were convinced that the national army had been completely frightened, and even the strong cities were abandoned one by one, how could they be ambushed on these not dangerous mountains, so it became their top priority to take advantage of the collapse of the national army's heart, pursue with all their might, and advance quickly.

Dong Yeyang retracted his gaze from the binoculars, his face was happy, but Shi Renbin behind him reminded him that it seems that the Japanese army is a large force and is pursuing the whole line, this force may not be less, is it to start the battle in advance, cut off the vanguard of the Japanese army, and eat a small part of them, if there are too many devils pouring into the ambush circle, don't be surrounded by them if you can't eat them.

Dong Yeyang pouted evilly, if the number of people is too small, how can he verify the power of the commander's new weapon, and open his pockets with confidence, until he can't fit it and then fire, the commander can't pit us.

As early as noon, the supplies of the base have been delivered, because there are not many weapons sent to support several battlefields, but the ammunition is sufficient, looking at the "iron buckets" dragged by hundreds of bucket trucks in the supplies, Dong Yeyang and the generals almost fell to the ground, and more than 400 gunners and ammunition men who came with the car tried their best to explain to them that this is not an ordinary iron bucket, designed by the army commander himself, called "no conscience cannon", that power, tsk, I won't tell you, anyway, the deputy commander has calculated, Even a division of the enemy would not have been able to shoot a few shots.

"The deputy commander calculated." Dong Yeyang almost sprayed rice, when will this Sandong be calculated, just his calculation method of "one bazooka goes down to pierce several enemy tanks", I'm afraid this discount will have to be folded in half and then folded.

However, since it was designed by Qin Feng, it must not be much worse, at least these shells that weigh more than ten pounds and are wrapped like super cannonballs are still quite scary.

Dong Yeyang assigned them to the regiments that were ambushed, and the first brigade, which was responsible for sealing the pockets, was fully equipped, and at this moment, fifty "unconscionable artillery" were lying on the temporary forts of the trenches with their black holes open, and the artillerymen were squatting next to them excitedly one by one, just waiting for an order.

Soon, the walkie-talkie in Dong Yeyang's hand rang, and Yan Wang's low voice came, only saying that his pocket was full and he could act.

"Rub, this is not the past few devils, how can it be full." Dong Yeyang scolded and threw the walkie-talkie behind the guard, picked up the telescope and aimed at it again.

The Japanese army seems to be advancing at full speed, but the distance between the soldiers is three or four meters, and the little devil is not stupid, after all, it is not certain that there are no mines planted on this road, don't step on it, a large number of dead and wounded, it seems to be a long dragon, in fact, there are not many people, Yan Wang said "full", in fact, the Japanese army has almost hit the blocking line they set up at the exit of the valley, once the Japanese army encounters a blockade in front, it will definitely go up the mountain to outflank from both sides, and if you don't make a move, the ambush will become an encounter.

"Less, less, let him take advantage of the dog." Dong Yeyang scolded, pulled out Browning from his waist, and fired a shot at the foot of the mountain.

"Bang" a gunshot sounded, of course, no one would fall, with Browning's range of dozens of meters, it was impossible to hit the devil three or four hundred meters away from the mountain, Dong Yeyang's pretended aiming, and in the end he was still the starting gun.

"Da da, bang bang." All kinds of gunfire like fried beans suddenly rang out, because it was an ambush, although the artillery battalion was equipped with each regiment, but the mountain could not be quickly transferred, and Dong Yeyang could not be arrogant enough to use a division to fight the devil, there were only four mountain guns on the mountain, and they were only used to block the enemy when retreating, so the sound of long-range fire could not be heard at all.

The devils who were caught off guard were suddenly cut down, and the rest quickly crawled at the foot of the mountain and the ridges, using limited cover to start firing back, and the devils who were not in the shooting range immediately left the road, made a detour and poured into the paddy fields, just a few ridges, quickly pushed forward, and soon entered the battle, and in less than three minutes, countless firepower points were densely formed at the foot of the mountain.

Fierce gunfire was heard in the valley, and the sound of the explosion began to be uninterrupted, and you could tell from the sound that only a cannonball as big as the "Cannon without Conscience" could make such an earth-shattering sound.

However, the dozens of "conscienceless cannons" on the front were stunned, and there were already casualties on the mountain, but Dong Yeyang was so angry that his throat was smoking, and he rushed into the artillery position with the guards in a huff, and what made him even more angry was that the lieutenant colonel battalion commander was still sitting on the ground smoking like no one else.

"Bastard, I shot you with one shot." Dong Yeyang stepped forward and kicked the lieutenant colonel battalion commander, and then pulled out his gun.

"Don't, Commander, listen to me." The lieutenant colonel battalion commander hurriedly got up from the ground, waved his hands at Dong Yeyang, as if he had endless grievances, seeing that Dong Yeyang had no intention of continuing to use the gun, he hurriedly said: "Division commander, this enemy is too few, a few machine guns are enough to deal with it, you see, the devils began to run to the foot of the mountain continuously, and when they are almost gathered, I will go down again, and let them die as many as they want." ”

"You fart, this devil has hidden in the bunker, the dead corner at the foot of the mountain, you fire the cannon again and use it again, a few minutes later, the devil's cannon will be erected, I'm afraid how many of us will die at that time, you dare to delay my military plane, I" Dong Yeyang said and loaded the bullet.

"Wait, division commander, don't say it's a devil in the bunker, even if it's a devil in the crack of the stone, I'll dig it out with you, I'll take a look" The lieutenant colonel battalion commander said and stuck his head out of the trench to glance at it, and said: "It's less than a brigade, division commander, or that's it." ”

This sentence almost didn't make Dong Yeyang angry, the whole thing was better than him, and "That's it." "You think this is the ultimate weapon, and you can cut through the cracks in the stone?" Okay, you'd better burn incense and let the little devils line up one by one to hit your shells, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you. Dong Yeyang said viciously, he still didn't believe it, how powerful this big iron bucket was.

The lieutenant colonel battalion commander shouted hoarsely: "One platoon, ignition." ”