"Moonlight in front of the bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xiao Ziyuan felt a sound in the bushes behind him, raised the AK-74U in his hand, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the source of the sound, and shouted the password given by the command.

"Two pairs of shoes on the floor." Responses came through the bushes.

Xiao Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief and lowered the muzzle of his gun. They were less than a squad of artillery, and a self-propelled mortar was so alone in front of the Japanese position, saying that it was impossible not to be afraid, and he had already prepared to detonate forty shells on the car at the last moment after being surrounded.

Now that the support has finally arrived, he keeps exhaling heavily, and sweat is oozing from his forehead because of the excessive secretion of adrenaline in the winter.

"Rub, which rough embryo chose the password today, it's so funny!" Out of the bushes was the heavy engineer squad led by Kong Heng, and the one who walked in front was Kong Heng, a veteran ruffian.

"You're finally here. Why is it just a class? Xiao Ziyuan asked nervously after seeing the person who came.

"Yo, brother, are you planning to capture the opposite position?" Seeing the nervous expression of this artillery ensign, Kong Heng quipped.

"Pay attention to the way you speak, Comrade Sergeant." Xiao Ziyuan said with a serious face.

"Sir, as long as you fire a high-explosive grenade at the opposite side, they may collapse directly, and maybe retreat all the way back to the state city. 240 mm large-caliber high-explosive grenade, I wipe it, Maozi is really crazy! The veteran ruffian didn't mind Xiao Ziyuan's prickly words, and continued to joke.

"At this distance, 2S4 can't guarantee to accurately hit the opposite position, it's too close, and the trajectory of this cannon is ......" Xiao Ziyuan obviously didn't have any sense of humor, and began to keep chattering about the data of 2S4.

Xiao Ziyuan chattered for about three minutes, which roughly means that at such a close distance, he has three ways to attack the opponent's position, but none of them can guarantee a starting hit.

"Sir, you don't really want to bomb them, do you? Let's go, I'll take you to the assembly area, our all-terrain assault vehicles are waiting in front, you just drive along. Welcome to the Liaodong Peninsula in the First Year of the First Sino-Japanese War, and soon you will embark on a pleasant and relaxing journey of slaughter! Kong Heng turned and walked south.

A year of the first day? I rubbed it, I was worried in vain for so long, at this time the Japanese had a Mao war defense artillery. I'm still worried about being surrounded, if I'm surrounded, just close the hatch and run over, your uncle, I'm scared of sweat, and the commander doesn't explain the situation clearly, Xiao Ziyuan complained in his heart.

2S4, with the all-terrain assault vehicles of the engineer squad, maneuvered along Fuzhou Avenue and soon came to the position abandoned by the Japanese army on the north bank of the Anzi River. The corpses of the Japanese soldiers here have long been cleaned up by the Japanese army, and then the crossers led the prisoners of war to fill the anti-tank trench here, which is relatively clean. At least the trenches were devoid of the excrement left behind by the Japanese soldiers who had been terrifying for days to escape shelling and sniping.

"The text message on my phone tells us to meet in the green paint area, why are we building fortifications here?" Seeing that there were already infantry reinforcing the fortifications left by the original Japanese army, Xiao Ziyuan asked Kong Heng.

"First of all, the small broken bridge four hundred meters south of you, you have to drive leisurely when you cross a Humvee, how do you say your twenty-eight-ton big guy will pass?" Said with a smoke ring.

"It's twenty-seven and a half tons, and the battle is full of weight." Xiao Ziyuan corrected that he didn't have a good impression of this sergeant who was still talking to the chief.

"Well, even if it's twenty-seven and a half tons. Secondly, it seems that the Provisional Executive Committee is planning to blackmail the Japanese for food again, and we will cross the river to make an offensive posture. The veteran ruffian didn't care about Xiao Ziyuan's attitude, in fact, he felt that this artillery second lieutenant was going to be much cuter by the second batch of civilians who were teleported from him, and he still had lingering palpitations when he thought of the group of civilians who died that day in D+15.

"Asking for food with the Japanese? Have we fallen to the point where we have to compromise with the Japanese? No, no, it's not going to work. We should ......" Hearing that he wanted to ask Japan for food, Xiao Ziyuan felt that this was a politically incorrect approach, and began to talk again.

The place where Xiao Ziyuan trained in the dome light curtain was Afghanistan, of course, Afghanistan and Zhao in this scene are not from the same era. It was Afghanistan in the 80s, and Xiao Ziyuan and the pro-American armed guerrillas they had to face. Of course, it was the Soviet army that fought with them, so it is no wonder that they shouted one comrade after another.

Although Kong Heng found it very interesting to tease this pure ensign, he also found it difficult to explain to him in words, and now through the delicate relationship between the public and the Japanese army and the Qing army, he had to leave with his shoulders and let other eloquent people come to him.

Zhao Yi meant to manipulate the abandoned position of the Japanese army in a big way, making the illusion that the crossing people wanted to build this place into an advance base, so as to put pressure on the Japanese army and ask for more supplies. Since it is a large-scale construction project, then Kong Heng and they have to be busy, and the heavy engineer is also a sapper, he has to dig and dig, and he has no time to grind with this chattering second lieutenant.

By the afternoon, there was still no trace of anyone teleported, no one in sight, and no radio signal was found. Worried about long nights and dreams, Zhao Yi discussed with Lu Xiangyang and asked Hao Dajian to take off in the North American Mustang OV-10D and start cruising and searching.

The battlefield poison milk Mi-24, which had just been listed, was rejected by Zhao Yi as unfamiliar with the terrain and his request to participate in the search and rescue. In fact, the real reason was that he didn't want to know that there were helicopters in the outside world, after all, they had only started selling blueprints of fixed-wing aircraft to the British.

Recently, in order not to irritate the Japanese, the North American Mustang OV-10D has rarely risen into the air to carry out reconnaissance missions during the day. Hao Dajian circled twice over the actual control area of the traversers, and did not find any trace of the traversers who were teleported.

Suddenly, there was a beeping alarm in the cabin of the North American Mustang, and Hao Dajian and Li Sifeng knew that it was the siren they had locked on by the fire control radar.

What_the_hell we're locked in? Where did the fire control radar lock on to us?

"We are locked by the fire control radar, repeat, we are locked by the fire control radar." Although he didn't know where the fire control radar came from, Li Sifeng still hurriedly reported the emergency to the command center.

All the people who heard the news on the radio were at a loss, even they themselves had no anti-aircraft weapons, and the battlefield poisoned milk with radar was parked on the tarmac in a good manner, who used the fire control radar to lock on Hao Dajian and them?

Is it someone who just teleported? Are they not the enemy or the enemy? It's no wonder that a group of soldiers brought out by Maozi saw an American-made plane flying in the sky, so they didn't quickly turn on the plane and lock it, did they wait for it to themselves? Hao Dajian was a little desperate, whether it was the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun or the radar of the anti-aircraft missile to lock on them, they would definitely die, and they would not be able to run away with the mobility of the North American Mustang. (To be continued.) )