"Old generation, do you want to fight?" Zhao Yunlai asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wait, get close to the top of the mountain and fight again." The scrivener is not in a hurry. Now it is possible to hit the grass and scare the snake.

The bushes shook constantly, showing a wave from the bottom to the top, and a large number of Japanese soldiers poured up the hill.

"Old generation, do you want to fight?" Zhao Yunlai asked again.

Before the scrivener could answer, a gunshot rang out. Bang, a crisp sound pierced the sky. The story takes place on the other side of the mountainside, and the scrivener and Lao Zhao can't see what is happening. Intuitively, it should be Lu Shuting, it is estimated that there are also Japanese troops over there, and Lao Lu begins to snipe.

"Fire!" The scrivener snorted softly. Boom, the shells whistled away, and the mountains and rocks on the opposite side flew wildly. It's a pity that he didn't hit the position and hit ten meters to the left of the devils. Even so, the Japanese devils were still frightened, and they all lay down on the spot, not daring to advance for half a minute.

The scrivener box and Zhao Yunlai slapped the door of the head and missed, but it's a pity! How shocking it would be if the cannonballs fell directly among the devils, and the thought of that scene was blood-pumping. The two of them were a little excited, quickly filled the shells, adjusted the angle slightly, and fired again. Boom, the thick tongue of fire drew an arc and went straight to the opposite mountainside, the rocks splashed and the branches flew sideways. "Your mother, it's off again!" The scrivener couldn't help but scold his mother. This time, it deviated about ten meters to the right.

As soon as the lying Japanese devils stood up, the explosion sounded again, and they were all frightened, and they hurriedly lay on the ground again. Even so, there were people who were hit by flying stones and branches, drenched in blood. They finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and when the first shot exploded, they thought that their own people had missed, but when the second shot came again, they no longer thought that it was the enemy's artillery fire that was counterattacking. In other words, the enemy does not only exist on this hill, and the thought of this makes the hearts of every Japanese soldier heavy, and the arrogance just now is gone, because they do not know where and how many enemies there are.

There was a brief silence, and the Japanese soldiers who were lying down scattered and fled with a hum, they were not stupid, and no one waited for death in place. Boom, another shell fell, this time not missed, and landed right in the middle of the crowd. Gravel and earth splintered with broken flesh and internal organs, as well as decomposed limbs.

Boom, another shell fell, and flesh flew again. A small group of Japanese soldiers at the front was almost wiped out. The scrivener and Zhao Yunlai were excited, and they had not been so happy since they entered the Burma war. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers died in an instant, just like their lives being harvested, how can it not be exciting. The soldiers who used to be on their own side were harvested by the Japanese army, and now they have finally been transferred. Since war is cruel, use cruelty to destroy the body and spirit of the enemy!

At this time, another group of Japanese soldiers had just advanced to the mountainside, and they heard the sound of artillery on the top of the mountain and temporarily stopped. A sneer hung on the corner of the scrivener's mouth, since you are here, stay forever!

Boom, the shells exploded in the crowd, flesh and blood powder mixed with gravel and earth chips exploded in the air, and the bushes were dyed red. With just one shot, a small group of Japanese soldiers could no longer stand up.

Bang, bang, bang...... The gunfire continued on the position in the Uriel Heights, which was a good sign, which meant that Gong Daniu was still alive, and he was playing with the devils. With Lu Shuting's assistance, I believe it can be on top for a while.

"Old generation, is there still the shadow of a devil, I really want to fire a few more cannons." Zhao Yunlai is still unsatisfied.

"Don't worry, it will satisfy you. Where did you say the devil's cannon was fired from? The scrivener spoke as he looked somewhere at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Yunlai's eyes lit up, "Good idea, why didn't I think of it." There's no wrong way around there. Zhao Yunlai pointed to an area and said.

The scrivener nodded in agreement, and the two stopped talking, turning the gun to the target. Boom, the shell fell into the target area with an arc.

"Hey, no response." Zhao Yunlai squinted and said. "Again." He reloaded the shells again.

Boom, boom, boom...... Eight shells fell into the same area. The trees blew up, and smoke billowed into the sky.

"There's a catch, you see." The scrivener said, pointing to the blackened clearing. A mountain cannon was blown into scrap metal and slanted across the clearing, and there may be more places to be seen.

"Haha." Zhao Yunlai laughed out loud, he hadn't been so happy for a long time. He suddenly remembered a question: "Why don't you say the devil's shells don't hit us here?"

"Maybe it's the shells that ran out. Maybe the muzzle is too hot and needs to be cooled. "Scrivener guess.

The gunfire on the other side of the position continued, and the two men turned their guns to aim at the lower side of the position, the upper part of the mountainside. Boom, a shell flew out. A violent explosion sounded on the other side of the mountain, and there was no splash of rocks in sight, but it was conceivable that the scene was no worse than before.

Boom, boom, boom, three artillery shots in succession, all of them hit the area halfway up the mountain to the periphery of the position. They deduced that the Japanese soldiers were most likely in this area, even if they could not kill and inflict damage on a large scale, it would be enough to deter for a while, provide Gong Daniu with time to breathe, and also give Lu Shuting a better chance to snipe.

After the sound of the cannon, the sound of gunfire suddenly became sparse. It works! The two glanced at each other, very proud of the "masterpiece" just now.

Airplanes...... A cannonball flew over with a roar. The scrivener and Zhao Yunlai's faces changed greatly, and they couldn't think much about it, and quickly fell down in place. Boom, a violent explosion, not far away. The earth trembled, and his ears were instantly deaf, as if countless mosquitoes were buzzing around his ears. The splashes of earth and rocks fell, and there was a thick layer of dirt on the body.

"Grandma's, the devil has fought back!" The scrivener looked up and shook off the dirt from his head and neck.

Zhao Yunlai also raised his head, his expression was grim, and if the shell was fifteen meters to the west, both of them would have to be blown up.

"Lao Zhao, withdraw, this place is not suitable for a long time." The scrivener said.

As soon as they said go, the two of them did not hesitate at all, got up and ran quickly down the mountain. Boom, boom, boom, before they had gone far, a few shells smashed into the position just now, and the flames flew everywhere. Zhao Yunlai stuck out his tongue, his life is so big!

Nothing else, run. Apparently the Japanese artillery had noticed this and shifted the target of the bombardment. The two of them rushed down the mountain, and the artillery fire behind them became a one, and the top of the mountain became a sea of fire. Dense shells turned over the surface of the hilltop like a plough.

The two of them ran to the foot of the mountain in one go, leaning against a big tree and panting. Cannonballs whizzed overhead, still pouring down to the top of the mountain.

Zhao Yunlai scolded his grandmother, so many shells, the Japanese devils are crazy. In order to seize the Uriel Heights has reached the point of no cost. At this time, the muzzle of the guns was turned around, and the bombardment of the Uriel Heights began again, and occasionally artillery fire fell on the hill where Lu Shuting and the little monkey were, and they obviously also made the Japanese angry.

"Lao Zhao, let's go, go to the devil's base camp and have a look." The scrivener suggested that the base camp he was talking about was the artillery position of the Japanese army, and such a heavy artillery fire was greatly unexpected. If no countermeasures are taken, the Uriel Heights will not last until dark.

"Let's go!" Zhao Yunlai also had a fire in his heart, and he really wanted to wipe out all the Japanese artillery.

The two men walked west-south, guns in hand. Shells are flying overhead, and it is not difficult to find the source. The Japanese soldiers never imagined that there would be fish that slipped through the net under such fierce artillery fire, and they had even quietly approached their positions.

The scrivener climbed a big tree, condescendingly, and the Japanese army base camp was sixty meters away. In addition to a few tents, the most striking thing is a row of cannons. Many Japanese soldiers were busy loading and firing, and each cannon was equipped with at least five soldiers, and loading, aiming, and firing in one go. Boxes are lined up in the open space, no wonder the shells are fired regardless of the cost, so many shells are enough to squander for days!

At least five sentry posts were arranged around the base camp, which were only found in the scrivener, and there may be some that were not found. One of the sentry posts was no more than fifteen meters away from the scrivener, and if it weren't for the sound of cannons, such a close distance would have been discovered long ago.

The scrivener gestured under the tree and told Zhao Yunlai that there was a situation not far ahead. Lao Zhao understood, and touched the front with a gun. The scrivener did not dare to stay in the tree for too long, in case it was discovered by the enemy, he had no chance of survival.

As soon as he slid down from the big tree, Lao Zhao had already finished the sentry. He also brought a heavy trophy: a 100-style submachine gun. This kind of submachine gun is rarely equipped in the Japanese army, because it is too wasteful of bullets, and it only takes a few seconds for a shuttle bullet to go down. For the Japanese army, which is strained in the military industry, it is "very uneconomical". In addition, he also got a few "melon grenades", which were more powerful than grenades on the domestic battlefield and were a sharp weapon of the Japanese army on the battlefield in Southeast Asia. The scrivener has been dealing with the Japanese soldiers for so long, and knows the opponent's weapons well.

With a 100-style submachine gun and a melon grenade, the Japanese soldiers really made a bloody investment. The scrivener asked Zhao Yunlai to bring the weapon and don't move when he was ambushed, he also went to get a weapon in hand, and when the time came, he would attack from both sides.

The shells were still whistling overhead, the ground was shaking, and no one noticed the consternation around them. The scrivener swaggered and walked in the other direction, where there was also a devil's sentry. Kill it, take the weapon over, that's the scrivener plan.

Bang, bullets sliced through, and someone fell in the bushes. The scrivener quickly ran over to pick up the weapon. Suddenly, a shuttle of bullets swept towards him, too eager to achieve, exposed. The scrivener fell to the ground and rolled quickly, rolling into a puddle of water and not daring to move. The bullets rained down so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out on the other side, and Zhao Yunlai began to attack. The sentinels who fired the shots were beaten into a sieve. Almost at the same time, gunfire erupted, and the sentinels scattered around moved one after another, all aiming at the direction from which Zhao Yun came. Lao Zhao was suppressed by the dense vitality behind a big tree, and it was difficult to organize a counterattack.

The scrivener crawled out of the puddle, covered in muddy water, and he approached the corpse again, and removed the melon grenade from the corpse. Whoosh, a couple of grenades were thrown out.