Ziershan, the commander of the lead received a telegram from Brisbane, the Japanese army was attacking Brisbane, the army was very large, and they were needed to also attack and interfere with the Japanese army. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brothers, if something is done, it!" This guy was born as a bandit, and he is relatively thick (the bandit in chapter 88 of Volume 1 is still remembered), but now he is terrible, and he took refuge in the 41st Group Army, his original idea was to be the commander of an artillery regiment and play a good artillery, but he didn't expect to become the commander of a division while doing it, or the commander of the infantry division, which made him very unhappy, there were fewer guns, not as good as he used to fight in the artillery regiment, especially the 360mm fortress gun, which made him very greedy, but unfortunately this thing was not matched with artillery, at most it was a B-4 heavy hammer, But it also made him feel good.

But after arriving at the infantry division, the number of artillery regiments and artillery batteries supported by fire was sharply reduced, and there were only 105 howitzers, 107 rocket artillery, 82 recoilless guns and 60 mortars.

Although he was unhappy, he had been honed in the army for so long, he was imperceptibly assimilated, and although he resisted the orders of his superiors, he still obeyed and sat on the position of division commander.

Those bandits who joined the 41st Group Army with him died and scattered, and now by his side, they can count them on one hand, which can be regarded as his henchmen.

However, he did not regret it, but was proud of it, and believed that those brothers who knew about it would not blame them, because they were all whitewashed, and bandits were bandits, and they were spurned by others, but after they joined the army, they enjoyed the feeling of being praised by people, and that kind of taste was something that bandits would never experience.

"Boss, the whole division is over, ready to go at any time." The dog-headed military advisor came to report to him that he was now a little more blessed than he was at the beginning.

"How many times have you said it, you want to call me the division commander." The big boss said angrily.

"Well, I always forget, but it's okay, you just need to know that I'm calling you." The kobold military advisor said indifferently.

"Okay, okay, how many times have you said it, you're still like this." The big boss waved helplessly and let him go down.

The kobold military advisor saw that the big boss was a little impatient, so he ran away.

The division at Mount Qier was assembled, and the Japanese troops were stationed at the foot of the mountain, with three wings, an artillery brigade, and a cavalry brigade.

That's right, it's a cavalry brigade, the kind on horseback. When the scouts reported that the Japanese army had cavalry, they almost blinded the eyes of the big boss. He didn't expect that the Japanese army still retained such a class as cavalry, and when he was a bandit in the past, he might have been greedy, but now, he didn't even look at it.

Although he didn't look down on cavalry, for the Australian army, which was scarce in armor and scarce in heavy firepower, the threat of cavalry was not small, and once they rushed into the position, it would be almost a one-sided slaughter. It is certain that the Japanese army thought that it was the Australian army on Mount Zil, and although they were heavily defended, they still expressed disdain for it in their hearts.

On the back of Mount Qier, on an unnamed peak only 300 meters above sea level, which had been bulldozed, was deployed with dense artillery pieces, all of which had been calibrated and pointed at the Japanese positions.

"Fire!"

On the mountain peak, the artillery positions opened fire instantly, and the shells flew overwhelmingly towards the Japanese positions.

At that time, the Japanese army had just started to eat, and the camp was full of smoke, one by one they were holding lunch boxes, preparing to eat, and the meals were all meat, and there was a lot of game here, and all kinds of hares and kangaroos became the food in the bowls of the Japanese army.

The Japanese soldiers lined up, more than a dozen cauldrons fed them, the Japanese soldiers looked at the meat in the pot, their eyes lit up, although there was no seasoning, but they still never got tired of eating, much better than those rice balls.

The bored Japanese soldiers in the queue smelled the meat in the cauldron and drooled, but they were embarrassed, so they simply diverted their attention and looked up at the sky.

"That's ... What the? "A Japanese soldier found that there were suddenly more stars in the sky, and I don't know why.

"What's wrong? What's there? A Japanese soldier behind him, a little puzzled, followed his gaze and looked up.

The stars in the sky flew towards them quickly, and in an instant they arrived in front of them, and these Japanese soldiers had already understood what this was, and wanted to open their mouths to shout out, but before any sound could be made, the shells had already fallen to the ground.

In an instant, the Japanese camp was like a fire hell, densely covered with shells.

The Japanese soldiers who originally went to eat happily became the ghosts of the cannonballs.

In a tent that looked much lower than an ordinary tent, the three wing commanders and their staff officers were preparing to eat, and their meals were much more elaborate and delicious than the big pot of rice eaten by ordinary soldiers.

The three wing captains looked at the high pile of meat in the bowl, picked up a piece of meat, and prepared to put it in their mouths to enjoy some, but a sudden explosion interrupted their eating.

"What's going on? Where did the explosion come from? A wing leader stood up, chopsticks still in his hand.

"I don't know, go check it out!" The co-captain next to him said.

"This is clearly shelling, listening to the continuous explosions, and the whoosh sound that came from it, our troops have been shelled." The other wing commander said hurriedly.

"Nani? Check it out! ”

These Japanese soldiers panicked, walked out of the tent, looked up at the place of the explosion, the flames were soaring, there was clearly the other party eating, the other party actually rushed to fire the cannon when they were eating, and also hit the crowded eating place, and was also extending the artillery fire to their side, looking at this continuous artillery fire, these wing commanders were suddenly stunned, the intensity of the artillery fire was far beyond their imagination.

In the place where they eat, they were the first to be hit by artillery fire, there was no way, the smoke from the cooking fire they lit when they opened the meal could be seen from afar, such a good target, if you don't hit there, where you go.

Ploughed by artillery fire, large swaths of the Japanese camp were blown into ruins, and the Japanese soldiers, some of whom were holding their heads or huddled behind some bunkers, and some of them, holding weapons, entered the positions that had been dug long ago.

After the artillery fire stopped, the Japanese soldiers in the position held the 38 cover in their hands and waited for the other side to attack.

Tick Tick Tick Tick ...

Ten minutes passed, and the expected attack of the Japanese did not appear, and the scene remained silent, except for the burning and crackling sound of some wooden canvases ignited by the explosion of the shells.

(To be continued.) )