"Jiang Yi, you kid make it clear, what's wrong with the bandits, hey ......" Jia Daodao, who was organizing soldiers nearby to prepare for battle, heard Jiang Yi's words, hurriedly rushed over, raised his hand and pointed to Jiang Yi's departing back and shouted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Yiniao didn't bird him, and he had the intention of disdainful of arguing with Jia Daodao.

Where did Jia Daode suffer this contempt, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to stop Jiang Yi, but suddenly found that his ass was kicked, and then his center of gravity was unbalanced, and a dog gnawed shit and smashed straight to the ground.

Fortunately, he was not slow to react, and at the moment of falling, his hands hurriedly rose forward, and although he fell, he did not appear in an embarrassed posture of gnawing on.

Jia Daode was so angry in his heart, he got up and prepared to see who kicked his ass, that little devil was so blind, and his courage was fat?

It's just that when he got up and looked, his face immediately wilted!

I saw the fat man rolling his eyes at him, his face was serious, which made him shudder, and he was extremely afraid in his heart, so he shrank his neck, and returned to the trench with his head down without saying a word, and continued to organize the soldiers to sit and prepare before the battle.

Seeing that Jia Daode was so well-behaved, the fat man muttered in a low voice: "Spicy guy, if you don't get things done, and you anger the fat man, these guys won't stop!" ”

The Maxim heavy machine gun re-entered the machine gun fortifications repaired by the sapper shovel, and was erected almost with the muzzle close to the ground, so as to minimize the area of ammunition and conceal itself.

Boxes of ammunition were again carried out of the pits and placed near the trenches so that the fighters could access them at any time.

The soldiers of the Flying Army on the position were busy, and around the Blind Ridge, the little devils gathered the strength of a wing and would advance towards the Blind Ridge from all directions again.

Behind these little devils, following the pheasant neck, and the 92 infantry guns that arrived with the team to support, the little devils seemed to be happy with each other, using the strength of the wing to launch a full-scale attack, and the fat man could understand the intentions of the little devils after thinking about it a little.

The whole blind man said that it was not big or big, but it was not small.

It can allow more than 2,000 flying troops to build trench positions to resist the attack of the little devils, and it can also allow twenty-four 82 mortars to constantly change positions and shell, which shows that the Blind Ridge is enough for a wing of little devils to attack at the same time.

The artillery bombardment after several attacks by the little devil found that it did not reduce the number of flying troops in large numbers, which made the little devil unable to calculate how many flying troops there were on the blind ridge.

Only by using the strength of one wing to launch an offensive can the flying army be continuously tested, and once an obstacle is encountered, continue to comprehensively suppress the Blind Ridge with artillery, and sooner or later the flying army on the Blind Ridge will be exhausted.

The little devil commander knew very well that in order to reduce the casualties of the attack, he could only use the imperial artillery to keep bombarding until the infantry could advance smoothly.

Otherwise, once an obstacle is encountered, in order to preserve troops, it will withdraw from the combat distance and continue to use artillery to kill and wound the flying army.

The formation and method of attack of the little devils continued the pattern of countless previous attacks, with a triangular formation, supporting each other, heavy machine guns, pheasant necks and grenadier canisters began to prepare at four hundred meters, and the infantry continued to advance.

It's just that the little devils think that 400 meters is a safe distance, but the snipers in the flying army will not make these little devils' machine gunners and grenadiers feel better.

"Sniper!" With the fat man's command, the snipers of each squad began to freely choose the target design.

Of course, the first thing to be killed is the grenadier of the little devil, which is the artillery fire of the little devil who poses the greatest threat to the fire point of your machine guns.

"Grenadier!" He shouted again, and all the grenadiers in the squad understood, and all the grenadiers of the flying army entered a projectile state.

As for the 82 mortars led by Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi arranged them freely, because he knew that Jiang Yi was also a representative of insidious tactics, so he was very relieved to let Jiang Yi toss.

Of course, Jiang Yi commanded twenty-four 82 mortars, and everything was built on the basis of echelon fire strikes by the flying army.

Jiang Yi gave the twenty-four mortars the task of one or two guns as small groups, scattered in various places, and each group mixed with a set of shoulder-mounted walkie-talkies with the infantry squadron of the flying army.

Jiang Yi led a group alone, personally led the artillery communicators, and carried a walkie-talkie, ready to get the first set of coordinates from the first reconnaissance squad in the first time, so he let the group he led, two 82 mortars, unceremoniously fire.

As for the remaining eleven groups, Jiang Yi gave them the task that only when the charging little devils approached two hundred meters away from the position, they would hold a meeting to use artillery bombardment to bombard the attacking little devils to support the fire of the infantry.

This was also Jiang Yi's helpless move, in the face of an opponent with superior numbers, they could only minimize the chance of firing artillery, save themselves at the same time, and support the flying army infantry.

However, he hoped that the first reconnaissance team would bring him good news, and that the two 82 mortars of the group led by him could create a miracle, so as to delay the attack of the little devils, buy time for the flying army rooted in the Blind Ridge, and win the final victory.

The fat man understands Jiang Yi, so he will give him full control over the only artillery.

Although this thing is a prickly head and likes to raise the bar with the fat man when he has nothing to do, the fat man sees his essence.

At this moment, it is the moment when Jiang Yi's essence is highlighted.

Jiang Yi, like Zhang Liguo and Kong Ning, is a person with a sense of the overall situation; after all, he has mixed in the professional military academy and has worked in the army, and he is very rich in theory, actual combat, and experience.

He is different from Zhang Liguo and Kong Ning, Zhang Liguo and Kong Ning are both major battalion commanders in the army, not the principal's descendants, and they can be mixed.

And Jiang Yi went back more and more, the second lieutenant platoon commander who had just joined the army, and now the corporal artillery commander, although he can manage people, he is at most a big soldier.

The reason for this is his uninhibited and maverick, to put it bluntly, it is the genius quirks of this thing that offend people.

If a person can play a skill perfectly, then this person's vision is definitely not low.

No one can stop him from playing the genius of the artillery god, the cannon is played smoothly, the battle is fought well, the war command will naturally not be bad, and the ability to judge the situation and analyze the enemy and us is naturally thorough!

"Knock!" The wing commander of the little devil drew his command knife, waved it in the direction of the Blind Ridge, and shouted loudly.

With a distance of four hundred meters remaining, the machine gunners and grenadiers of the little devils are ready to start firing and provide fire support for the infantry charge.

"Bang, bang......"

The Springfield sniper rifles in the hands of the snipers of the flying army were fired one after another.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Immediately following the sniper, the loader of the flying army, slid the grenade in his hand into the grenadier canister that the grenadier had already adjusted the angle of fire, triggered the primer, and then the grenades were thrown out of the grenadier barrel one after another.

The fight is triggered...... (To be continued.) )