Wang Haoshan and the others didn't expect Wang Mo's military purchase to be so powerful, and even light and heavy machine guns and artillery could be easily obtained, which was really unexpected. In this battle that is about to break out, compared with the other side, the quality of the troops and the strength of the troops are at a disadvantage, and under such an urgent situation, only by greatly strengthening the superiority of one's own firepower can there be any hope of victory.

Wang Mo affirmed again: "That's right, the arms dealer I contacted through Rachel, a Western instructor at the Baoding Military Academy, is a very large arms dealer in the world, no matter what type of machine gun or what caliber of artillery, you can buy it, but the price will be more expensive." ”

"If you can buy guns, it's more expensive!" Wang Haoshan waved his hand and said happily that the price was not a problem.

Zhang Li seemed to think of something, but he didn't have the surprise just now: "The preparation for the dispatch of the Yanwu Patrol Battalion is almost complete, maybe tomorrow or even tonight, we will be able to come to the city tomorrow or even tonight, even if we can find someone to buy machine guns and artillery, I'm afraid it will be too late in time." ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the few people who were still surprised just now suddenly gloomy. Yes, even if there are channels for arms purchases, now that the war is imminent, it is too late to ship back the guns and cannons.

Of course, this problem is not a problem for Wang Mo, who can buy armaments through industrial machine tools anytime and anywhere, and he smiled slightly: "This is not a problem, they have a secret arms warehouse in Yibin, as long as I go with the cash now, I can pick up the goods immediately, and I will be able to ship them back here this afternoon." ”

Several people were overjoyed when they heard this, Wang Haoshan was also a bold person, and immediately made a decision and said: "Okay, I will hand over all the 100,000 oceans on hand to you, how much can you buy." "As soon as he took the artesian well, he still had a sum of silver.

100,000 oceans, and you want to buy heavy weapons for this little money? Wang Mo's face twitched when he heard this, and he said with a wry smile: "Father, a Makqin heavy machine gun costs at least thousands of oceans, and as for artillery, it is calculated from tens of thousands of oceans, not counting ammunition." ”

The theoretical rate of fire of the Makqin heavy machine gun is 600 per minute, and in fact, I am afraid that it can also shoot 4 or 5 hundred rounds a minute, and one Makqin will consume nearly 30,000 rounds of ammunition in an hour, and 10 will be 300,000, which will cost at least 2 or 30,000 oceans. As for artillery shells, they are even more valuable, and there is no silver, so don't expect to be able to play with heavy weapons.

Hearing this offer, Wang Haoshan was also helpless: "Okay, just buy 10 stun guns, and the rest of the ocean will buy all the bullets from the stun guns, anyway, the artillery is bought back, and no one will make it." ”

This reminded Wang Mo that the cultural quality of the people in Sichuan, a poor inland province, is too low, and it may be a fool's dream to recruit technical troops. Even if you get the money to buy artillery, planes and tanks, there are no qualified technicians. Artillerymen, pilots, and tank crews probably have to be trained slowly, and he has a headache when he thinks about this.

Forget it, I still don't want to be so much, let's get past the current level first.

After discussion, the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, which had just fought a battle and had not had time to catch its breath, mobilized again to prepare for war. The wounded in the battle of capturing the artesian well were sent back to the old camp of Fushun to recuperate, and the rest of the officers and men reorganized their armaments one after another and prepared for a hard battle.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army urgently prepared for war, and the salt patrol battalion in Luzhou was not idle.

Groups of soldiers carrying rifles walked out of the garrison of the Salt Patrol Battalion, and the scene was very spectacular. In particular, after more than a dozen soldiers appeared carrying three Makqin heavy machine guns and two small mountain guns drawn by mules and horses, they caused the onlookers to exclaim in amazement.

Lu Feng's military uniform was straight, a pair of military shoes were shiny, and he rode on a tall horse in high spirits, and his right hand holding a horsewhip waved lightly from time to time, signaling the officers and men of the salt patrol battalion to speed up.

Lu Yongqiang has not been leading troops on the front line for many years, and the commander-in-chief of this dispatch is his confidant Liu Wu, and Lu Feng is the deputy commander-in-chief, which is equivalent to supervising the army.

His own soldiers are strong and strong, Lu Feng is very complacent, and he can't wait to kill the artesian well now and completely exterminate the bullshit South Sichuan Revolutionary Army. When he went to Fushun, Wang Haoshan's turtle son repeatedly agreed to accept the reorganization, but turned around and destroyed the right battalion of their salt patrol battalion and forcibly occupied the artesian well, didn't this openly slap him in the face?

Thinking of this, Lu Feng was angry.

"Drive!"

Lu Feng's legs shook slightly, and he drove the horse under his crotch to Liu Wu, who was urging the whole army to march, and asked: "Liu Guandao, has the brother sent to the artesian well come back before, and has there been any movement of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army?" ”

Liu Wu looked respectful: "Son, the three brothers sent to Artesian Well have all returned, and they reported that the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army has been pulled out of the barracks. I estimate that the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army took the initiative to attack and wanted to ambush our army in the middle of the road. I have already asked those three brothers to go back and continue to keep an eye on the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and they will report back in time if there is any situation. ”

Liu Wu has been in the army for many years, although he is not from a professional class, but he still has two brushes, and he knows how to guard against the ambush of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army.

"Okay, Liu Guandao is very thoughtful, I believe that with Liu Guandao's command, Wang Haoshan's turtle son is dead this time!" Lu Feng nodded with satisfaction, as if he had seen that the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army had been defeated, and Wang Haoshan and his son knelt in front of him and cried and begged for mercy.

In fact, Liu Wu really guessed correctly, the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army was indeed preparing to ambush them halfway. There is no way, there is a huge disparity in strength, if there are no surprise troops and ambushes, it will be very difficult for the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army to win this tough battle.

The terrain of Jiudaogou, which is not far from Fushun Town, is complex, with vertical and horizontal ravines, small slopes and hills, but it is the only way to go from Luzhou City to Fushun and Artesian Well.

At this moment, more than 800 officers and men of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army are racing against time to dig fortifications in Jiudaogou, and at the same time move boxes of ammunition into the position. Everyone sweated like rain, and Wang Haoshan took a group of confidant officers to check the fortifications and combat readiness around the position.

"Father, on the two small slopes on both flanks of the position, I suggest setting up two machine-gun positions, so as to form a crossfire network, which will definitely kill and injure a large number of salt patrol battalions." Wang Mo constantly put forward various suggestions and improvements in the layout of the position.

Wang Mo is from a professional class, and the military education of Baoding Military Academy is still very recognized, Wang Haoshan nodded: "Yes, we have few troops, we must play the role of the electric gun as much as possible, so that it is possible to defeat those turtle sons of the Yanwu patrol battalion!" ”

"Another thing to note is that once Maxim fires, it will definitely attract a fierce attack from the enemy, and you must be prepared to have enough mortal machine gunners to go up, and spare Maxim must also be ready on the position at any time." Wang Mo reminded again.

Ge Changchun, the commander of the third battalion on the side, frowned and said: "In this case, the gunners of the electric gun can only be topped by our old brothers, and those recruits may not be able to do anything." ”

"I'm afraid of a hammer, my head has a big scar, I am handsome, and I will take a team of old brothers to go up to the top of the electric gun!" Hao Gang, the commander of the first battalion, did not hesitate at all to ask for orders to take charge of the most dangerous Makqin machine-gun position.

Wang Haoshan thought about it for a while, and finally solemnly patted Hao Gang's shoulder and said, "Okay, good!" I, Wang Haoshan, don't treat my brothers badly, this time the brothers in the electric gun position take the money of the death camp, in case of any misfortune, the brothers' family will be my Wang Haoshan's family in the future! ”

Hao Gang's eyes showed gratitude, and he stood up and saluted: "I thank you for my brothers!" ”

Several people checked the position everywhere, and after discussion, three more Maxim machine gun positions were set up in the front position, and two Maxim machine gun positions were hidden in the second line of defense, leaving three Maxim machine guns for backup.

After setting up the various Makqin machine gun positions, Zhang Li, the commander of the second battalion, suddenly said: "Didn't the intelligence say that the Yanwu Patrol Battalion also brought two small mountain guns, even if the power is not particularly great, but for our temporary electric gun positions, it must be one cannon, what can we do?" ”

Wang Haoshan, Hao Gang and Ge Changchun all frowned, indeed, the two small mountain cannons on the other side were a big threat. Once your own Race Gun position is exposed, the opponent can easily destroy the Race Gun Position one by one as long as they set up those two small mountain guns to bombard.

"Don't worry, the other party's two small mountain cannons will be handed over to me to solve, as long as their cannons dare to show their heads, I will have a way to destroy them!" Wang Mo said with certainty, not at all taking the two small mountain cannons of the Salt Patrol Battalion in his eyes.

Is there a way to destroy the two small mountain guns of the Salt Patrol Battalion?

Wang Haoshan was skeptical, and when he was about to ask what the specific method was, a soldier trotted in front of everyone and saluted and reported: "Report to the commander, the vanguard of the salt patrol battalion has been found 5 miles away." ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and Wang Haoshan immediately ordered: "All units immediately enter the position, pay attention to concealment, without my order, no one is allowed to show their heads, let alone shoot without authorization!" ”

Hearing the order, the officers and men of all units of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army threw down their shovels and other tools for excavation, and took positions one after another, holding their breath and concentrating, quietly waiting for the arrival of the salt patrol battalion. They didn't notice that in the grove not far away, three figures hidden in the bush turned away silently.

Wang Mo was not with the large army, but went up to the highest mountain near Jiudaogou alone.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down into the distance, Wang Mo nodded with satisfaction. With a wide view and a short distance from the engagement area below, it was an ideal place to set up artillery positions.

If you want to destroy the two small mountain guns of the Salt Patrol Battalion, the best way is of course to bombard. The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army has no artillery, but Wang Mo can go on his own. He is an all-round special soldier trained by the Celestial Empire for many years, not to mention the infantry artillery, even tanks, planes and even gunboats.

Originally, Wang Mo also wanted to buy a relatively advanced modern large-caliber artillery, and with one shot, he would smash the two toy-like small mountain guns in the Yanwu Patrol Battalion, but it turned out that he couldn't buy it even if he had silver. I don't know why, there is a time limit for industrial machine tools, and the purchase of armaments can only exceed the current five years at most, and the price of purchasing armaments beyond the era will increase exponentially.

In desperation, Wang Mo could only buy a German-made 75mm Grusen mountain gun, and a Stoke-type trench mortar that would only appear in 1915, as well as 20 shells each, which cost him 40,000 taels of silver.

The Stoke trench mortar is the world's first decomposable, portable mortar, which Wang Mo bought to facilitate rapid transfer in an emergency, and is conducive to seizing the opportunity to accurately hit the command of the salt patrol battalion.

After setting up the two cannons, Wang Mo picked up branches and weeds to camouflage, then lay down in the grass, took out the German-made high-powered military telescope that had been prepared for a long time and observed the mountain road running through Jiudaogou.