"I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a few days, and it's still done!" Director Cheng was talking to Yang Stick while scrubbing the lenses of his glasses with the guard's kettle.

"Old director, we did all the rough work, you said you had nothing to do with a bayonet, and you ran so fast, what's the matter? Did you enjoy it? After saying that, he winked at the two guards.

"Mother! If you don't run faster, the wolves behind you will rush over, and Lao Tzu is still having a fart addiction! These two boys are running faster than Lao Tzu! ”

"Director, you've seen all this skill, let me see, it's no worse than Pingxingguan! Especially the butt, it's really exciting! ”

"You stinky boy is watching! Don't talk about coming up and helping! Okay you! Okay, I'll make a report to disqualify your kid from getting married! ”

"Don't mind! I can't make it if I'm wrong! Next time, your senior director will personally lead the team to fight the bayonet, and I will guarantee that I will run faster than you! Yang Bangzi squatted there and took the kettle from the guard's hand, and poured water for the director to wipe his face with a hippie smile.

"The little devils now are no better than they were in 37, you look at them one by one, and they are more anxious than rabbits, Yang Bangzi, do you remember the time of the old man's temple? That little devil's stomach was opened by the bayonet, and he was still shooting with a snap when he was lying there, who was that, yes, the instructor of your three battalions, just let the devil's wounded soldiers shoot him in the head, right? ”

"Yes, the director has a really good memory, I didn't catch a single live in that battle, the little devils are all stubborn, and my instructor just wanted to pull the devil's wounded soldier from the pile of dead people and was hit, alas, he was only 27 years old when he died."

"In my opinion, the devil is also a weasel and a bean rat, and one generation is not as good as the other. Lao Tzu, this is not how enjoyable it is. The little devil is gone. ”

Yang Bangzi thought about it, and what the director said was right. He also felt that the current ghost soldiers were not as good as when the Anti-Japanese War first started, and in the past two years, the ghost soldiers in Yujian on the battlefield have been fighting less, and they have turned around more when they see that the situation is not good.

This is not Yang Bangzi's own guess, it is true, especially since the second half of 41, the Japanese army, which lost a large number of veterans on the Chinese battlefield, in order to prepare to fight south. The main divisions and regiments on the front line were also withdrawn, and the newly formed divisions and brigades of the second and third categories were supplemented, and their combat effectiveness could not be compared with that of the original group of veterans.

When the war first started in 37, the veterans had high tactical literacy, and they pulled one out at random, and it was no problem to shoot incense with a rifle at a distance of 200 meters, and a squadron dared to chase a regiment of the national army, and it was common for a brigade to catch a division, and it was ferocious!

But after a few years of attrition, the veterans of the original ten A divisions were almost consumed by the National Army and the Eighth Route Army. Although the number of divisions and regiments has been expanded to more than 60, more than 10 independent brigades have also been added. There are several times more people, and the combat effectiveness is a straight decline.

If the combat effectiveness does not decline, can Okamura Ninji use the second-rate troops who guarded the roads and railways as the main force?

On the contrary, the Eighth Route is getting more and more oil, the more people are beaten, and the more the territory is bigger, in the past, thousands of people were able to stir up a live mess in the base area of the Eighth Road, but now tens of thousands of people can't get any bargain.

was talking nonsense, and thinking nonsense in his head, Director Ding Cheng pestled him.

"Okay, there's nothing to do with you kid, I'm staring at it here, you can think of a way to make a guy with the little devil's cannon on the back, this is always bombarded every once in a while, when can you evacuate the people!"

Director Cheng finished washing his glasses and face, put on his glasses and said to Yang Bangzi.

"Yes! Mission completion guaranteed! "I took the order on my lips, and I was beating a drum in my heart, and the devil's artillery was hiding in the village under the mountain, surrounded by layers of fortifications or something, and it wasn't dark that I could still get in and touch him.

Lying on the earthen cliff, he looked at the devils in Nanmazhuang Village, Huizi, and roughly saw the defensive position of this independent fourth mixed brigade.

With the village as the center, a large fortification group was built on the road to the west, east and south, consisting of a central blockhouse and a dozen or so small blockhouses, equipped with trenches and barbed wire, and the road was strictly guarded.

It seems that the headquarters of the devil is located in the village, and the fortifications on the periphery of the houses of many villagers have been picked, the houses are gone, and the vacant area is the devil's artillery position, and you can vaguely see a lot of devils working there, half an hour later, the artillery shoots out flames on time, and large white smoke rings erupt from the muzzle of the cannon.

After counting, there were a total of twelve artillery pieces, 4 of the large-caliber 105 guns, and the others were 75 mountain guns. The straight-line distance is at least two kilometers, and the range of the sniper rifles and small infantry guns of the eight roads is not enough, so it is not a good thing.

It seems that my mind has to move to that baby pimple Type 92 mountain cannon! Where's this cannon? I haven't seen it appear for a long time?

After beating the devils at the mouth of the canyon at night, Yang Bangzi hid the mountain cannon in the valley at the diagonal back corner, and covered it with tarpaulin and straw mats, and the devil's shelling and aircraft bombing did not hurt the gun.

According to Yang Stick's idea, good steel should be used on the blade, which must be used on the devil infantry.

It's almost noon now, Director Cheng has given an order, in order to speed up the march of the transfer team, you have to attract the devil's blocking artillery fire, and it is not possible to use the baby mountain cannon!

After thinking for a while, Yang Bangzi asked his subordinates to call 20 strong militiamen from the mouth of the canyon and told them to help carry the cannons in a group, a group of 10 people, and a group of people to carry it again.

The fire support platoon carried 40 rounds of high-explosive bombs and grenades, followed by Yang Stick, a group of people, carrying small cannons along the mouth of the canyon to the north mountain beam of Damao Mountain.

Here is more than three miles away from the position of the Zimu Fort built by the devils under the mountain, we occupy the mountain beams on both sides, the devils are stuck at the intersection of the river beach and the road, relying on the strong bunkers built up, and the devils do not come out, which means that you don't come over the eight roads.

After putting the artillery mount, Yang Bangzi called over some militia and guerrilla leaders, whispered a small meeting, and after arranging, the kid lay on the mountain beam and calculated the shooting of Zhuyuan.

"Tom! Tong! Tong! "Three whistling shells landed in the devil's bunker group, one smashed on the big bunker, blowing up half of the top cover, and smoke from the firing hole of the bunker, and the other two exploded a small bunker and landed in the ring fortification.

A moment later, the bunkers burst into gunfire, and each bunker shot desperately outward, and in all bunkers and fortifications, they were all shooting out with their lives!

The captains of the local armed forces who had just held the meeting also began to act, and the earth cannons all over the mountains and fields, the poles, the firecrackers in the foreign leather barrels, and the firecrackers, anyway, those who can make a sound and those who can emit fire and smoke are all used!

At such a lively time, Yang Bangzi commanded the 20 young men and the fire support platoon, quickly raised the mountain cannon, ran down the mountain beam, waded across the dry river beach, and went up to the slope north of the canyon mouth.

As soon as the cannon rack was set up, the long-range fire support summoned by the devil arrived, and rows of artillery shells landed on the mountain beam where Yang Bangzi and them had stayed just now

The mountains cracked, the earth and rocks flew wildly, a huge roar echoed back and forth in the valley, and after a round of shelling, the guerrillas who had been hiding began to toss again! After some tossing, the artillery fire called by the devil once again covered the entire mountain beam.

"Ruler 1500, height 15 degrees, one round loading, put!" The mountain cannon roared again! A cannonball spun and crossed the devil's position in Zimubao, and fell to the edge of Nanmazhuang Village, where several devils' trucks were parked, and this shell fell in the middle of the devils watching the excitement in front of the truck!

Immediately after that, two more shells flew over, several trucks were blown up, that is, they were blown up and caught on fire, and the water tank on the roof cover was blown up by the explosion of its own fuel tank, and smashed heavily into the village.

"Substitution! Raise the cannon! Walk! "After the three shells were fired, they immediately withdrew from the position, and this group of people methodically carried the small mountain cannon into the canyon, and as soon as they entered the canyon, the shells of the devils over there smashed over, and the small mountain cliff was smashed by artillery fire, almost peeling off from the mountain.

This time, the new artillery position was set up on the earthen cliff of Chai Split Ridge, and Yang Bangzi asked the soldiers guarding here to take shelter from the shelter below, and visually measured the distance, and the devil artillery position in the village was still emitting white smoke, and the shells fell in batches on Damao Mountain and the small cliff.

"Two thousand rulers, 45 degrees in height, three rapid fires! Put! "The three shells on the front and rear feet with whistles and cordial greetings from the Chinese people happily crossed the heads of the imperial soldiers and fell into the artillery position!

In fact, the devil's artillery position should not be set up so close to the front line, and this does not blame the artillery, who would have thought that the Jiema Stone and Chai Split Ridge, which were the forward positions, would be lost so early, especially the loss of Chai Split Ridge, exposing the entire brigade headquarters and artillery positions to the sight of the Eighth Road.

The devil also thinks about it anyway, there is no long-range weapon in the eight roads, and it is nothing if it gets closer, it is nothing, you see which guy is the eight roads! Yang Stick fiddling with the small mountain cannon is not blowing, now it's okay, let's taste the high-explosive bomb made by yourself!

After the three shots, the meaning is still unfinished, and the devil has been blinded by the shells flying from many places one after another, and before he has turned the direction of the muzzle, Yang Stick has caught it cheaply, and it is 5 rapid fires! Although it was far away and did not directly hit the devil's artillery, these shells that fell around the devil's artillery position still caused a lot of casualties to the devil, and the devil's artillery was extremely panicked!

Finally, there was order on the chaotic artillery position, and the artillery of the Eighth Route disappeared again, and the small earthen cliff hit by hundreds of shells that counterattacked was full of smoke and flames, and just about to rest for a while, three more shells flew from the southwest Xiangshang!

Just like that, the people carried small cannons, turning back and forth, one against them, twelve cannons, and the fire was in full swing! I don't understand and look at it from afar, and I thought that when would the Eighth Road also have a special artillery unit, and the devil's artillery was still fighting! (To be continued......)