At four o'clock in the morning, the command of the Japanese army.

Inside the tent, Takeuchi Renzan, dressed in a kimono, was sitting cross-legged on a cushion and carefully wiping his katana, a set of military uniforms neatly stacked next to him like tofu blocks.

The tent was clean and simple, but very neat and almost spotless.

He's a rather clean-minded person, and one might even say a bit of a morbid perfectionist. Because of yesterday's incident, Takeuchi didn't have much rest all night. He got up early in the morning and kept thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him.

Now my side is a little sluggish, because the reinforcements have not yet arrived, and the fortress is being built, and it has not yet formed a scale. Now he is like a paper tiger, seemingly fierce but without any advantages.

If they can seize this opportunity to attack in a desperate way, it's really hard to say if they can stop it themselves.

It's just a pity that on the gentle slope in the southeast corner, as long as a row of people passes, they will be shelled by the Huaxia people, as if it is their forbidden place. No one is allowed to blaspheme.

In desperation, Takeuchi had to temporarily abandon the construction of that position. Wait until the artillery unit arrives before making plans.

But he still felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, for a perfectionist and obsessive-compulsive person, the lack of the southeast corner position was as painful as digging out a piece of meat in his heart.

Fortunately, the two Chinese armies on the opposite side were also unanimous, they couldn't even do the most basic military cooperation, and they even guarded against each other.

"Chinese people are so virtuous, infighting and expert. Let's wait a while, and then it's my chance to fight back. ”

Takeuchi said to himself with a sneer. He has now arranged for the soldiers to work in three shifts 24 hours a day, and a standing passage has been built under the three lines of defense, and if it is improved over time, it will definitely turn the entire Nantianmen into a steel fortress. When the time comes, it's not like they can fight if they want to.

As everyone knows, Liao Mingyu and Yu Xiaoqing have the same idea, but the starting point is different.

Yu Xiaoqing wanted to preserve his strength and wait for full certainty before attacking. He saw Nantianmen as a stepping stone for his career ascension. He can do whatever it takes to do this, but it must be the final word!

And Liao Mingyu purely felt that his troops did not have the conditions to attack, and if he forcibly attacked Nantianmen now, even if he won, he would lose 800 more than he would lose. The Sichuan army is his treasure and his brother, and he is reluctant to take the lives of these people to fill the bottomless pit.

But when the four battalions of the reinforced regiment were integrated, he would not hesitate to launch an attack on the South Heavenly Gate. Because only by fighting a war can there be a task issued, so that his troops can develop better.

Time passed slowly, and the dawn slowly rose from the horizon......

At the same time, on the Japanese positions. The Japanese were hurrying to eat breakfast, and the wing commander gave a death order to speed up the progress of the project day and night at all costs.

So there is not much time left for them, and even eating is like a war. It has to be done quickly.

"Koji, let's have another rice ball."

An elderly Japanese warrant officer handed over the remaining rice balls to a young soldier.

"Huh? But, Brother Hideo, aren't you hungry? ”

The young Japanese soldier Koji was a little cramped. But it was clear that at the age of growing his body, a meagre breakfast could not satisfy his appetite at all. Although he wanted to eat it, he couldn't be so rude.

"Take it, I'm not hungry, I'm a little sick to my stomach today. Eat it. ”

Hideo stuffed the rice balls into Hao's second-hand force, looking at this eighteen or nineteen-year-old soldier, he couldn't help but feel a little in his heart, his younger brother is also his age, but I don't know if his younger brother in the Pacific Theater is still alive now...

"Aligado! Big Brother Hideo. Koji was so surprised that he took the rice ball and devoured it.

Hideo smiled with satisfaction, turned his head to look at the position of the Huaxia people opposite, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This war has been fought for so many years, and now even these half-grown children have been pulled into the battlefield by the Empire, I really don't know how long we can hold out.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The brief contemplation did not last long, and the screech of cannonballs streaked across the sky. Hideo came back to his senses in an instant.

"Anti-artillery! All back to Yongdao! Be careful to dodge! ”

One of the lieutenants next to him shouted loudly, and before he could finish speaking, the hurried shells fell on the position.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

"Big brother Hideo, how... What to do. ”

The explosion sounded, Koji was so frightened that he shrunk in the trench and shivered, Hideo didn't say a word and quickly grabbed Koji's hand and ran to the back of the road, shrinking on the position is a gamble, only entering it is completely safe.

"Huh......... Rumble! ”

Unfortunately, a cannonball exploded behind them, and a huge shockwave knocked Hideo to the ground, covering him like a mudslide......

"That's right, just fight like that! Li Liansheng, I will let those raw melons and eggs in the artillery battalion also get started, you and those old artillerymen will bring a few each, don't ask them to shoot accurately, one person will at least fire a few cannons for me. That cart of shells is enough for you to play with today, do you understand!? ”

Liao Mingyu held the binoculars and looked at the Japanese who were blown up on the opposite position, and his heart was happy.

Immediately he also instructed Krupp to bring the recruits and familiarize them with the use of artillery.

"Got it, Commander!" Li Liansheng hurriedly agreed.

Twenty or thirty 120mm mortars and 92 infantry guns lined up and bombarded the positions of the little devils on the opposite side without stopping. Shooting at their first and second line positions from top to bottom, the shells can also get a slight increase in range.

"Krupp, come here! 105 howitzers give me the artillery to keep an eye on the little devils, as long as the little devils dare to fire, I will abolish them for Lao Tzu! ”

Putting down the binoculars, Liao Mingyu called Krupp and told him to get ready. The first two artillery battles caused heavy losses to the little devils, and now they should not be able to fight back, but they still have to be guarded.

"That's the high and low line, and turning this little wheel can change the angle of the gun."

"Turtle son, why are you so naïve?"

"That's right, open the chamber and stuff the shell inside. Okay, stand far away and cover your ears! ”

……

Diagonal, reloading, firing... At the moment, the veterans are tirelessly taking the recruits to familiarize themselves with the use of artillery, and when they encounter mistakes, they are correcting them in time, and the recruits are also growing up in practice.

Of course, artillery cannot be trained in a day, and Liao Mingyu has decided that in the next period of time, he will fire more than ten or twenty shells at the Zhunai United every day from time to time, and at the same time attack them to build positions, he can also let his artillery gradually integrate into it, especially the training of new recruits. Only in practice can they make rapid progress.

……

Shaking his swollen head, Hideo slowly regained consciousness.

"Koji! Koji? Where are you? ”

The blood on his forehead drained half of his face, and he wiped it indiscriminately, and lay down the dirt on his body to look around.

What caught my eye was the devastation on the ground, and a severed arm lying on the ground......

Struggling to stand up, Hideo crawled over and trembling his hands ran over the severed arm, only to see a little rice still on the blackened severed hand.

"Yaga!" Hideo lowered his head in pain, buried his head deep in his arms, choked and burst into tears......

Standing on the mountain peak, Takeuchi Renshan looked gloomily at the position that had been shelled, his fists clenched together.

The chief of staff next to him lowered his head and cautiously said to him: "Report to Your Excellency, the soldiers on the first and second defense positions have withdrawn to the corridor, and the casualties are not very large, but our construction period may be affected." Artillery...... Do you fight back against the Chinese? ”

Takeuchi knew that their only two or three remaining 75 field guns posed no threat to the enemy, and that meaningless artillery battles were likely to be destroyed by the opponent's howitzers.

And the remaining infantry guns were difficult to shoot at the artillery positions on the peaks of the Sacrificial Banner Slope. Even if the infantry artillery was pulled to the hill opposite them and bombarded them, the gains would outweigh the losses. After all, not only did there be more artillery on the opposite side than there were themselves, but there were also several 105 heavy guns hidden on the anti-slope waiting for an opportunity.

This opponent has a good vision, and choosing such a perfect garrison position is really tormenting himself.

"Forget it, let the infantry hide, the artillery doesn't have to fight back, and there will be no more meaningless battle damage."

After weighing for a moment, Takeuchi Renshan still gave the order rationally.

"Wait two days, Yoshino-kun, the supporting artillery brigade will soon arrive at Nantianmen, and when our Taisho 14 cannon arrives, it will be the time to counterattack them!"