Of course, there would be artillery observers in the British ranks, and at least many would do the job, and the British officers of this line agreed to let them in, and promised artillery support.

"No noise, no talking, everyone follow the person in front of you, be careful with your step......"

At the edge of the woods, before setting out, all the men were being explained the discipline of the night's march, and Charlie and a few artillery observers he found were now following Feng Ye, walkie-talkies on the backs of the brothers.

"Huhuhu......"

There was silence in the surrounding fields, the moon had not yet come out, no one in the marching procession spoke, they could even hear each other's breathing, no one urged, but they all consciously maintained their speed, following closely the brothers leading the way.

"Squat, bend over!"

Time passed minute by minute, and in the field, between twists and turns, the team finally stopped.

"Commander, you can't bring that thing, we have to crawl over in front."

Roda muttered in Feng Yi's ear.

"Give up the horses, put the brethren on their backs, and be careful."

Feng Yi nodded, now they were far from their intended destination, and they couldn't let themselves be exposed in advance because of the horses, compared to the brothers who died in battle, those injuries and illnesses were now the most troublesome thing.

"Follow me and crawl forward."

A squad leader was in front, pouting his buttocks, his uniform was not over the wild grass and dirt in the field, and he was moving slowly on the ground, and behind him was a long stream of people.

"Alright, pass the wounded over, be careful."

The brothers lying on the ground became lying on the ground, reaching out their hands, passing the stretcher, and passing the brothers one by one until the end of the procession......

The night was starless, and the cold night wind exuded a chill, a sign before the rainy season, and the moonlight that should have appeared was hiding, and the clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower.

"Look, Captain, there it is; The position of the devils. ”

The position of the devils was dug in the field, they did not clear the surrounding wild grass and bushes, the trenches were criss-crossed, and occasionally a little dim light emerged from the cracks in the tent.

"This is the smallest position, there is another position 500 meters to the south, and more than 600 meters to the east, there is a larger position......"

Rhoda explained the situation around him, but he couldn't determine how many devils were in the position, because they didn't dare to approach it when they were scouting.

"Arrange a group of brothers, take them over, and after half an hour, let the artillery shell all three positions at the same time."

Feng Yi looked at the time and arranged for Luo Da, although his purpose was only the position in front of him, but then the purpose was too clear, I am afraid that the devils on the side position will soon support and counterattack here, and I am afraid that they will be stuck at that time.

"No problem!"

Charlie nodded, commanded to several artillery observers, and under the cover of night, slowly separated, and walked out towards their target positions.

"Call, get their artillery positions ready for shelling, tell them that three targets need to be shelled at the same time."

Feng Yi nodded, let the walkie-talkie start working, as for the number of artillery of the British, he was not worried, if even three positions could not be shelled at the same time, then the British also disregarded the name of the empire on which the sun never sets.

"General, Feng Yi they have arrived, and now they are two kilometers east of the No. 3 defensive line, they are blocked by the Japanese position, asking for artillery support, and they are ready to fight in."

The British command, the officers in the forward positions had already reported to the command, and General Slim was sitting in the headquarters, waiting for the results.

"They should be right around, ordering 25-pounder running artillery bombardment and 5.5-inch guns ready to ......"

General Slim nodded, in fact, behind this line of defense, the British had a lot of artillery, easy-to-move 25-pounder guns, medium-caliber 5.5-inch, 6-inch, and more powerful 12-inch shore defense guns.

As a general, he didn't need to know how to shell, anyway, there were artillery staff officers and officers to handle it, and what he was thinking about now was that if the Americans didn't attack well and were entangled by the Japanese, he should send that unit out to pick them in.

“shit!”

This question gave General Slim a headache, because of the failure of the Battle of Rakhine, now all the troops on the defensive line do not want to go out, it is very good that they can continue to fight with the murderous Japanese army here, and when they get out of the defensive line, he is very afraid that those people will be directly bombarded back by a Japanese artillery fire.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

With the transmission of the radio waves, three shells landed on the field, and in the flash of the explosion, a cloud of dirt was raised, and shrapnel flew in the air, cutting through the scorching air.

"He's a woman, and the British are wasting shells again."

The sporadic shells that exploded outside the position attracted the ridicule of the Japanese troops on the position, and they did not panic, because this kind of shelling was not the first time, anyway, the British could not find the specific coordinates of their position, they did not feel afraid, and they did not even enter the anti-artillery hole.

"Damn, two hundred meters to the east, two hundred meters to the east, haven't you had enough?"

Inside the walkie-talkie, the British artillery observer cursed, lying on the ground holding the walkie-talkie and talking, he didn't dare to be too loud, for fear of being heard by the Japanese army.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

"Boom, boom......"

The second test shot was much better, very close to the position of the devils, the devils on the position were obviously a little panicked, the officer cursed, kicked and beat the soldiers, and told them to quickly hide in the fortifications.

"Less than ten meters from the target, covered with artillery shelling!"

At this time, the British artillery observers shouted, they have more shells, and this difference is already very accurate, so let the shells adjust themselves!

"Boom, boom......"

"Tweet ......"

"Boom, boom......"

In the whistling sound that pierced the night sky, the shells kept falling on the field, and in the flash of the explosion, Feng Ye hid four hundred meters away, holding a telescope to look at the chaotic devil position in the flash of the explosion, waiting for the shelling to end.

"Let them continue shelling for more than half an hour."

"Let's withdraw!"

In the other two positions, the British shouted into the walkie-talkie as the shells exploded, and then ran back the way they came.

"Position No. 2, the shelling time is twenty minutes, the other two positions, continue the shelling!"

On the artillery positions of the British army, the officers shouted loudly, as if for them, half an hour of shelling was nothing, because their artillery reserves were really a bit too much, and more could be wasted at any time.

“yes，sir!”

In the shouts of the artillery staff, the artillerymen were naked, and kept stuffing shells into the chambers.