"Is that okay?!" Looking at the wreckage of the torn reconnaissance plane burning on the ground, the fat man looked at the M2, then at his hands holding the M2 grip, and asked the monkey next to him who was in charge of supplying the bomb a little dumbly.

He expected to think of various ways to take down the little devil reconnaissance plane, but more than a dozen heavy machine guns with five M2s, concentrated all the heavy machine guns in Hukou Mountain, and used several months of loading grandsons, and the design made the little devil pilot negligent, so that he could get down this low-altitude reconnaissance little devil plane, but it still made him a little frightened.

"Uncle, fight down, it's true!" The monkey looked excited.

It is indeed frightening to be able to shoot down the plane, but the fright is frightening, but the fat man knows that this method cannot be used a second time, and the next time the little devil's reconnaissance plane will learn a lesson, it will not be easy to fight.

In order to solve the air threat of Hukou Mountain once and for all, I can only go to Linxian County to end the little devil's nest and never suffer in the future!

So the next day, four armored vehicles with all the members of the special combat team and Luo Lan, carrying two 82 mortars and thirty or forty shells, came to Luojia Village in Tengxian County and directly found Lao Luo.

Lao Luo was very surprised to see his children, and after thanking him, he pulled his children to ask.

The fat man asked Zhang Liguo and others to drive an armored car out of the village to guard, and he stayed behind to discuss the combat readiness of the little devil airport with Lao Luo.

"Liu Fatzi, I advise you not to fight this idea, although there is only one squadron of little devils guarding the airport, but there is a large group of little devils stationed nearby, once the airport is on fire, the little devil's reinforcements can come over in an hour."

Since the last time he came to Lao Luo, Lao Luo's district squad militia began to gather intelligence and fight against the little devils. For the little devil airport within the territory of the county. Naturally, they did not escape their detection.

It's very detailed. Where there are machine gun fortifications, where there are little devil secret posts, where there are pillboxes, hidden bunkers, these information, the militia of the district squad have touched all over it.

Although he had a hunch that the little devil would definitely guard the airport with heavy troops, he didn't expect the little devil to guard the airport so strongly.

It can be said that the airfield is guarded by bunkers and pillboxes, and an open attack will never work.

Since it is not possible to attack strongly, it is better to attack from afar.

He came with two mortars. The purpose was to use artillery to knock out the planes parked in the airport.

"Is there anything you can observe the high ground of the little devil airfield within two kilometers?" He asked Lao Luo.

"Yes to yes!" Lao Luo nodded, but frowned and continued: "It's just that the mountain is too steep, I'm afraid the goats won't be able to go up!" ”

"If you have, it's no problem!" He breathed a sigh of relief, the 100-meter cliff had been climbed by the special combat team, and the steep mountain was not a problem for the special combat team at all.

Lao Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head, knowing that this fat man's team was extraordinary, so he didn't say anything and began to let Luo Lan cook. I'm going to let this fat man's team report a meal, and then step on it.

After the team is full. Only let the monkey and him follow the militia to the high ground in Lao Luo's mouth for a while, climbed up the steep mountain with an altitude of less than 100 meters, and then looked at it with a telescope, the little devil airport three miles away was clearly identifiable, and there were more than a dozen multi-purpose propeller planes for double bombing and reconnaissance.

He gave a thumbs up, estimated the distance, and was still within the firing range of the 82 mortar, and relaxed.

After counting the little devil's plane again, he took the monkey down the steep hill and returned to Luojia Village with the militia waiting at the bottom of the mountain.

"How?" As soon as Lao Luo saw him, he followed him and asked.

"It's hard to say." He once again felt helpless with a bunch of squad communications, if there was a walkie-talkie, he could be a person to the front line, check the coordinates of the aircraft, and call 82 mortars two kilometers away to point out the small estimated number of planes parked in the airfield.

There's no walkie-talkie now, so that's why he says it's hard to say.

You have to be at the top of the mountain to be able to observe through the telescope where the little devil's plane is parked, and then talk about mortars and shells going up the mountain, which is not only tiring, but once the battle starts, the little devil will surround him, and the big guy with the mortar is too slow to escape at all.

Therefore, the mortar must be placed at the bottom of the mountain to facilitate evacuation, and he must at least solve the communication between the mountain and up and down, and the problem will be solved.

"Lao Luo, please prepare a new bamboo, about the thickness of a fist, there can be no cracks, and then prepare a 100-meter-long hemp rope, which cannot be knotted, it must be complete, and it should be rubbed out directly!" He thought about it, and suddenly remembered the game he played as a child, and his heart moved, and he explained to Lao Luo.

Lao Luo was slightly stunned, couldn't figure out what he was going to do? But this fat man has always had a lot of ideas, and maybe he can't think of any way!

So Lao Luo turned around and went out of the house to prepare what he wanted with the question in his heart.

Bamboo is easy to do, go to the bamboo forest to cut it, but a hundred meters of hemp rope, can not be connected together, it is a bit difficult.

Only mobilize the third aunt and second mother-in-law, the eldest aunt, the little daughter-in-law and other women in the village to gather together to pinch the hemp rope.

For this hundred-meter hemp rope, the fat man and his gang were forced to stay one more night, and the women compatriots gathered by Lao Luo stayed up all night to make it, and finally the next morning, the hemp rope was picked up and brought out a large bundle.

At this time, he began to sift down two bamboo knots with a saw to grow into a cylindrical shape, and then he made a small hole in the bamboo knot, passed through the small hole with hemp rope, and then tied the knots on the head of the hemp rope.

As soon as the hemp rope is pulled, the head of the hemp rope tied with the knot is stuck on the bamboo tube, and then it is concocted according to the law and fixed on the other bamboo tube with the hemp rope knot.

When he was a child, he used a bamboo tube to thread a rope dozens of meters long, sat on a dirt telephone, and played a call game with his friends.

Now what he has come up with is an enhanced version of the earthen phone.

As for why he got this earthen phone, after the team came to Xiaoshanbao yesterday, the special combat team and the militia led by Lao Luo all knew.

Four armoured vehicles were tied to tree branches, and after camouflage, they arrived at the hill.

The observer is himself, although Zhang Liguo is good, but Zhang Liguo is responsible for communication at the bottom of the mountain, he took a monkey, carried a bamboo tube of a local telephone, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

Zhang Liguo under the mountain immediately took the bamboo tube of the earthen telephone, and straightened the hemp rope through the bamboo tube, so as not to let the 100-meter-long hemp rope touch anything, otherwise the sound wave will be transmitted and affect the quality of the call.

The division of labor is very clear, he is responsible for observing on the top of the mountain, and then tells the monkey, the monkey says the coordinates to the bamboo tube of the earthen telephone, and the sound waves are transmitted to the bamboo tube that Zhang Liguo erected as an earpiece through the hemp rope.

Then Zhang Liguo reported the coordinates to Jiang Yi and Kong Ning, so as to adjust the firing angle of the 82 mortars and accurately shell the planes on the little devil airfield three miles away...... (To be continued.) )