Wang Mo quickly adjusted the shelling of the Grusen mountain cannon with both hands, he had to kill the two small mountain cannons of the patrol battalion in one go, otherwise the other party turned the muzzle of the cannon and counterattacked, and the threat to him was also very great.

The cannonball was fed into the gun compartment, and the gun door was closed, and Wang Mo immediately pulled the cannon rope, and the action was skillful and fast.

Boom -

The roar of the shell hitting the ground came, and Wang Mo did not observe whether it hit the target, but slightly adjusted the shelling of Zhu Yuan, and sent the second shell into the gun compartment.

Boom -

In this way, in just half a minute, Wang Mo fired 5 shells with lightning speed, and the shelling covered a range of 5 meters around the artillery team of the patrol battalion. Whether it is the two small mountain guns of the patrol battalion or the officers and men of the artillery team, they have disappeared at this moment, leaving only a large pit of several meters and dust flying in the sky.

Liu Wu obviously did not know that the mountain artillery team he relied on had been completely wiped out, and at this time he was personally leading the officers and men of the patrol battalion to frantically rush into the first trench position of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and in his extremely excited state, he did not pay attention to the difference between the sound of his own mountain artillery shelling and the movement of the 75-mm Grusen mountain artillery shelling.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, which fought with bayonets in close quarters and was mostly recruited, was obviously not the opponent of the Yanwu Patrol Battalion, and almost collapsed in front of the army, and even the two Makqin machine guns in the front position were captured by the patrol battalion.

"Quick, retreat, retreat to the second line of defense!" Zhang Li, commander of the second battalion, immediately made a decision, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately organized officers and veterans to retreat with their troops to the position of the second line of defense, and Wang Haoshan and Ge Changchun, commander of the third battalion, at the same time organized troops to block the charge of the patrol battalion at any time.

It was indeed a wise move to set up a second line of defense in the first place, otherwise the revolutionary army in southern Sichuan would not have retreated but dispersed at this moment.

"Haha, what bullshit is that the South Sichuan Revolutionary Army is just a group of rabble. Brothers, continue to rush, capture Wang Haoshan alive, and reward 1,000 oceans! Lu Fengzhi stood proudly on the position of the first line of defense of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and looked at the defeated and fleeing Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army very happily.

Although Liu Wu did not show the frenzy of Lu Feng, he also thought that this was a good opportunity to make persistent efforts to defeat the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army in one fell swoop. Without even taking a breath, he led his troops to continue the charge, and even pushed the two captured stun guns forward to strafe them, frantically slaughtering the soldiers of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army who fled to the second line of defense.

Seeing that his soldiers were harvested by the electric gun, Wang Haoshan was so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded: "Bastard, why didn't the machine gun team retreat and dismantle the electric gun, which mallet did this bastard thing!" ”

Most of the officers and men of the revolutionary army in southern Sichuan were not from professional backgrounds, and they had little contact with heavy weapons such as the electric gun, and they were completely unaware of the use of such weapons and the handling of them in an emergency. Under the emergency retreat, no one thought of dismantling the electric gun to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy, so he basically dropped the machine gun and ammunition and turned around and retreated.

The large force of the patrol battalion was dense like a tide, easily breaking through the first line of defense of the South Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and the momentum of the charge did not decrease in the slightest, and then rushed towards the second line of defense of the South Sichuan Revolutionary Army.

The last line of defense of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army was in danger, and the whole army was about to be defeated.

When Wang Mo saw this situation through his glasses, he immediately became anxious, and immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion on the trench position of the first line of defense.

There was no specific target for shelling at all, and Wang Mo took the trench position of the first line of defense captured by the entire patrol battalion as the scope of shelling. Loading the shells, pulling the rope and firing the cannon, he mechanically repeated this action as fast as he could, smashing the remaining 15 shells out in one go.

Boom-boom-boom-

One shell after another whistled and smashed into the trench positions one after another. The shock wave brought by the artillery bombardment and the countless scattered bursts of shrapnel destroyed the people and objects on the entire trench position like a plough and swept the holes, and countless officers and men of the patrol battalion were blown up and torn to pieces, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

The earth and rocks flew over, the trench was almost blown up, and many soldiers of the patrol battalion were completely buried in the soil. Such a wave of fierce and indiscriminate bombardment almost wiped out the patrol battalion, and the queue of the patrol battalion that was densely packed together and charged just now suddenly became extremely loose.

Lu Feng, an outstanding young officer, was lying on the ground with his head in his hands at the moment, his straight military uniform was covered with dust, his face was pale, and he was really embarrassed.

"This ...... This is at least a 75-mm mountain artillery, impossible, how could the South Sichuan Revolutionary Army have such a large-caliber mountain artillery? Lu Feng muttered to himself with a bloodless face, although he was arrogant, but after all, he was born in a professional class, and he still knew something about artillery. It was precisely because he knew what a 75 mm caliber gun meant, that he felt that it was impossible for the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army to have such a large-caliber artillery, but the facts were in front of him.

Not to mention that Lu Feng felt impossible, even Wang Haoshan and the others were dumbfounded, unable to believe what they saw in front of them. Only this wave of fierce shelling caused the patrol battalion Zuo Battalion, which was in the center of the shelling range, to be completely abandoned.

"This ...... This can't be done by the young marshal, right? Ge Changchun opened his mouth wide, shocked.

Wang Haoshan opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He used to be just a sentry commander in the patrol battalion, and where had he ever seen such a fierce artillery bombardment, the huge power of the artillery shocked him too greatly.

On the other side, after Liu Wu was dug out of the sand by his subordinates, he didn't bother to check the casualties of the troops, but immediately pointed to the hill where Wang Mo was and roared: "Over there, their artillery position is on the hill over there, immediately go over a team of people, kill them for Lao Tzu, immediately!" ”

The horrific lethality of the shelling just now made the officers and men of the patrol battalion all feel uneasy, and if there is another wave, they will all be finished. Therefore, as soon as Liu Wu gave the order, the officer closest to him immediately led a team of dozens of people towards the mountain where Wang Mo was located.

"It seems that this is the supreme commander of the patrol battalion this time." Wang Mo saw Liu Wu, who was issuing the command, through the binoculars, and finally showed a smile.

Putting away the binoculars, Wang Mo picked up the Stoke-type trench mortar, turned around and left, ignoring the 75mm Grusen mountain gun. Without the shells, even if the Grusen Mountain Cannon fell into the hands of the patrol battalion, it would be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

Wang Mo carried a mortar and shuttled through the jungle, moving as quickly as a cheetah, quietly approaching Liu Wu's location.

Behind a small low slope, Wang Mo was lying on his stomach carefully, which was only about 500 meters away from Liu Wu, and he would be exposed if he didn't pay attention to it.

The patrol battalion, which had just suffered huge losses, was obviously still in a mess at this time, and Liu Wu was trying his best to reorganize and gather his troops, and I am afraid that he would have to think carefully about whether to continue the attack or retreat.

Wang Moke would not give Liu Wu a chance to choose, set up a mortar behind the small low slope, measured the distance with his thumb, and then adjusted the angle of the shelling.

Pick up the cannonball and put it into the barrel, and with a "tom", the cannonball ejects out of the barrel and crosses a perfect parabola in the sky.

Boom -

The shell hit Liu Wu's side 1 meter away, and the earth and rocks splashed, smashing out a crater. The shrapnel was everywhere, and several soldiers of the patrol battalion were overturned at once, and the soldiers in front of Liu Wu blocked the shrapnel for him and escaped.

Liu Wu's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly lay down, and at the same time shouted: "Shelling, lying down, all lying down!" ”

Wang Moke did not skimp on the shells in his hand, and kept smashing them out, completely covering the area where Liu Wu was, and after firing 20 shells in one go, he quietly retreated.

There is no doubt that Liu Wu is dead and can't die anymore, and the entire patrol battalion is suddenly like a headless fly, not knowing what to do, and there are soldiers who keep throwing down their guns and turning around and fleeing for their lives. However, a few of Lu Yongqiang's henchmen and officers saw that they couldn't do anything, so they hurriedly set up the dejected Lu Gongzi and fled for his life in the direction of Luzhou City.

Wang Haoshan is not a vegetarian either, and he can see the chaos of the patrol camp at a glance. The opportunity could not be lost, and he immediately organized all the troops at hand to rush out of the position and kill the chaotic patrol battalion.

Amid the shouts of the revolutionary officers and men in southern Sichuan, "surrender their guns and not kill them," the officers and men of the patrol battalion, who had long since lost their fighting spirit, threw down their guns one after another, knelt on the ground and asked to surrender, and the salt patrol battalion in Luzhou became history from then on.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army won the war with great difficulty, and Wang Haoshan and his three battalion commanders were not busy collecting prisoners and cleaning up the battlefield, but ran to watch the Grusen Mountain Artillery for the first time.

Hao Gang stroked the metallic barrel of the Grusen Mountain Cannon, revealing a look of intoxication: "My mother, was this guy who blew up the patrol battalion just now?" Marshal, give us a battalion. ”

Zhang Li immediately kicked Hao Gang angrily: "Get out, the whole army is such a treasure, you still want to swallow it alone, is there such a good thing?" ”

"It's just, if you want to swallow it alone, no way! Even if it's given to you, will anyone in your battalion use it? Ge Changchun also did not hesitate to stand up against it, who would not be blushing with this powerful mountain cannon.

Indeed, what is the use of artillery without artillery, no matter how powerful it is?

"Mo'er, now the whole army will be, can you pick a few people and train a few artillerymen? As long as there is enough artillery, let's pull up an artillery battalion, and Lao Tzu will see who else in Sichuan is our opponent! Wang Haoshan secretly decided in his heart that no matter how much it spent, he had to pull up an artillery battalion.

Wang Mo smiled bitterly: "Father, do you know how much this 75mm Grusen Mountain Cannon costs?" ”

"How much?"

Wang Mo gestured two fingers: "A full 20,000 taels of silver, this 75 mm Grusen Mountain Cannon plus 20 shells costs 20,000 taels of silver, and if you want to form an artillery battalion, you can't do it without hundreds of thousands of oceans." ”

Hao Gang and the other three were silent, hundreds of thousands of oceans were obviously not a sum of money that the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army could bear.

Wang Haoshan thought about it again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Hundreds of thousands of oceans are hundreds of thousands of oceans, you can use this mountain cannon to train a batch of artillery for the time being, and when I raise the money, I will buy the cannon back and form an artillery battalion." ”

"Okay, but artillery is a technical branch, and even if it is fast, it will take several months." Wang Mo did not object, because this was also a good opportunity for him to pick people to form a special operations team.

It is easy to set up a special operations brigade, but it is probably not easy to train technical troops such as artillerymen, tank troops, and pilots. Wang Momo rubbed his chin, secretly thinking in his heart whether to build a military academy?