In the afternoon, the army had advanced only eight thousand meters, and all the troops had taken turns walking in the woods three times, all tired and panting. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the evening, the troops began to set up camp. Taking advantage of the time for everyone to boil water and cook, Koval asked the officers of each department to collect the soldiers' experience first. Each squad leader sat around with their respective soldiers and discussed the difficulties encountered during the afternoon march.

After dinner, Koval gathered the officers together to sort out the experience of the afternoon march in the forest.

"Sir, all the troops have complained that bayonets are not good at all in the woods, and they can't cut down those weeds and trees at all, and they are not as powerful as the axe machetes of the cooking class!" Alex said.

"Well, when we get to the next town, we buy a few more machetes from the locals, and two are allocated for each platoon." Koval wrote it down and said.

"Sir, you can drill through the woods, but you can't walk through the forest with a cannon! Can our artillery still drop the artillery and drill into the woods! Ivanovsky stood up and said.

After the Battle of Vilnius, Koval received another mountain gun from General Vilko, and temporarily formed an artillery platoon with two mountain guns.

This is the strongest firepower in Koval's troops, and it has always been Koval's heart.

"How heavy are your mountain cannons!" Koval asked.

These two mountain cannons were the sharp weapons that Koval was preparing to use to attack the city, and who knew that he would encounter such a problem as soon as he went out. However, guerrilla warfare in the mountains is a tactic that the troops will often use in the future, and if the problem of artillery transportation cannot be solved, it will have to be abandoned sooner or later. It's just that without the help of these two mountain guns, it will be much more difficult to attack the enemy's strongholds and towns in the future, and the casualties will be greater.

"The two guns we are equipped with are 1904-style 76mm mountain guns, barrel length: 1.014m (13.3 times the caliber), upper and lower firing angles: -5 degrees ~ +35 degrees, horizontal firing angles: 2.5 degrees, projectile weight: 6.5kg, ammunition muzzle velocity: 290m/sec, weight: 327kg Maximum firing range: 5500m." Ivanovsky carefully introduced.

"Well, you can't handle it if a horse can pull it around with such a little weight?" Alex asked rhetorically.

"The weight of such a cannon is very light, but you have to cut a one-meter-wide path in this primeval forest! There is no way out, what can I do! Ivanovsky spread his hands and said: "I have not seen several tons of large-caliber cannons and howitzers, but it is the first time to drill into the primeval forest with artillery." ”

Koval glanced at the officers around him, in the past history of Europe, because of the weight of artillery, it was almost never off the road, and it was difficult to get off the road in battle.

"We can take the artillery apart and let the horses carry it." Koval suggested.

"It takes 10 horses to carry these two guns, but we only have four!" Ivanovsky said.

"Then let people carry it." Koval said firmly. Mountain guerrilla warfare was a tactic that Koval came up with to achieve the most effect, so he had to bring as much artillery as possible.

"Sir, a lot of the bullets we carry also need to be carried. This time, in addition to the 200 rounds of ammunition each soldier carry, we also brought 100,000 rounds of ammunition for spare, after all, we have to carry out guerrilla warfare, and it is difficult to replenish enough ammunition. These spare bullets used to be pulled by horse-drawn carts, but now they have to be carried by people to pass through the primeval forest. Parker said in detail.

"Carry it, carry it all." Koval said through gritted teeth.

"Ahh The officers around were in an uproar. Marching in the forest is already very hard, and I am afraid that the soldiers will not be able to carry these things!

"I've thought about it, we need about 150 people to resist these things, and the 600 soldiers in the whole battalion can take turns to carry them, and I will be the first to resist." Koval said firmly.

The officers below saw that Koval had made up his mind, and had no choice but to obey the order.

The meeting was over, the officers dispersed, and Koval gathered his weapons alone and prepared to go out on his rounds.

A figure crept into the tent and grabbed Koval by the back.

Smelling the familiar scent, Koval easily opened the pistol in his hand, turned and took her into his arms.

"Victor, I've seen you several times today, why don't you ignore me?" Anna leaned against Koval's chest and said delicately.

"I'm sorry, I'm busy with the army's affairs and didn't see it for a while." Koval immediately apologized.

"I thought you forgot about me!" Anna said as she put her arms around Koval's neck and looked at Koval with watery eyes.

Koval looked at Anna's delicate lips and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss it. The two of them hugged each other to their heart's content.

Koval suddenly let Anna go easily, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Anna, I'm going out to patrol, you go back and rest!" ”

Anna straightened up her clothes, glanced at Koval angrily, and said with bulging cheeks, "Go ahead, stay safe." ”

Koval gently pinched Anna's bulging cheeks, lowered his head and whispered in her ear. Anna immediately turned her anger to joy, glared at him coquettishly, and ran out.

After Anna left, Koval gathered his weapons, took a sip of Volga, and walked out.

At night, the forest was darkened against the dark background of the night, as if a huge monster was hiding inside. There was a dead silence all around, except for a few miserable and piercing screams of night owls, as if danger was about to strike at any moment.

Koval walked gently along the camp, checking all the sentry posts, and resting on his stomach under a group of trees fifty meters outside the camp.

Hiding in the darkness, Koval felt very safe. It must be very easy to defeat the enemy in a raid battle like this on a night, Koval thought to himself.

This war was a big gamble, and only by winning the bet would he be able to play his own chess game in Poland and control a little bit of power to change the situation in Eastern Europe. If he loses, I am afraid that it will be difficult to stand out in this war, and the only way to do politics is to learn from the German sergeant.

Koval lay down in the bushes, conjecturing about the difficulties that were coming: the Soviet troops were not the most worrying for the time being, and their focus was not on this, and they would not fight with themselves. Although the Lithuanian government army was outnumbered, it was by no means an opponent of the Polish army, and Koval thought about how to skillfully let Lithuania provoke a war without Poland being saddled with the reputation of invasion, so as to weaken the resistance of the Lithuanian people.

There was also a concern about the German volunteers who participated in the Lithuanian army, and their number was about 10,000, all of whom were German veterans who had experienced the test of World War I.

The most worrying thing is his superiors, in fact, they have done nothing wrong, but Koval really can't tolerate them swallowing their own credit, delaying their plans, and now I don't know when they will take revenge on themselves!