"Red flag?"

"Red Flag!"

"Master, the old smoking gun has taken down the artillery position!"

"He took it down!"

Sibaozi roared wildly in the trenches, jumping and pointing at the red flag that was fluttering on the hillside.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Ruifeng's mouth, although he didn't know what a heavy price he had paid in a row.

"Xu Jiulong!"

"Shoot all your shells to Lao Tzu, and never allow the Japanese to leave a chance to recapture the position!"

"Fire!"

Xu Jiulong climbed back to the gun position on the position, he didn't need to aim anymore, he didn't need anyone's help at all to reach out and hold the 'golden pimple' and stuffed it into the barrel, and the moment the cannon was fired, the barrel retracted violently - tom!

The shells flew out and landed directly on the trucks that were horizontally stopped in front of the two armies - boom!

The front of the truck was completely shattered, and the body was slapped upside down on the Japanese position.

"Fire again!"

Xu Jiulong withdrew the shell case, refilled, and the second cannon sound followed-tom.

Yamamoto just stood up, drew his sword and pointed at the position of the hillside and shouted, "Take back the position for me!" In an instant, the shell exploded on the position, and the huge air flow lifted him straight out of the trench and threw him on the ground as if he were blind.

"Fire again!"

"Don't save shells for Lao Tzu!!"

……

In the mountains and forests, when the Japanese positions were shelled one after another, the deputy of the second battalion immediately rushed out, shouting as he ran: "Everyone, go back, hold the mouth of the valley, and never let any Japanese escape!" ”

The company at the top of the hill also began to run down the hill with all its members, taking advantage of the sandbag fortifications on the Japanese artillery positions to take up their positions one by one, and set up their guns to guard against the Japanese counterattack at any time.

"Company Commander, is there anyone in our company who will stab the cannon?"

The old smoker was really anxious when he looked at a lock of ninety-two rollers, and the things they fought for were placed in front of them, but no one would use them.

The commander of the first company turned around with a grenade on his shoulder and scolded: "Clean calf, who dares to poke that thing blindly?" Poke and blow up, aren't all the living people in this half company blown to pieces? ”

"Second bolt, move the cannon and shells to the backing position, and don't let the bullets bite when they are beaten for a while."

The remaining soldiers of the company cleaned up the battlefield with their lives, and the Japanese soldiers packed up all the guys they had put together, and only the guns and grenades on the Japanese soldiers were left around.

The old smoker looked at the grenadier and the 92 cannon behind him, sighed and smashed the dirt in front of him with his fist, the expression on his face was extremely depressed.

The first company commander said in a misunderstanding: "Old smoking gun, you are an old soldier, why can't you get along with yourself?" He thought that the old smoking gun was mourning the sacrifice of the soldiers.

The old smoking gun's answer was: "I'm in the Anti-Japanese Federation, Lao Chu told us every day with his ears, knowledge is power, knowledge is power, and no one listens, but now I see all the cannons blind." ”

"Old Chu?"

The old smoker explained: "The leader of our old crow's nest, who was born as an artilleryman, made the grenadier capable of accurate projection, and gave us cultural lessons every day, but no one took it seriously. ”

The company commander smiled: "This time people cut their mouths, you know it hurts, right?" ”

The old smoker scolded: "Roll the calf, just like you can make a cannon." ”

In this country, which has been corrupted by feudal dynasties for thousands of years, the uselessness of scholars and the uselessness of knowledge has always been permeated in people's consciousness. to show their disdain.

Even if people really clean it up, there are some people who will shout with resentment: "I won't learn, you will kill me!" ”

Throughout the late Qing Dynasty, the illiteracy rate is nearly 95 percent, and even the scholars are trapped by the Sacred Absolute Learning, light business, light calculation, light physics, light chemistry, think that these are all strange and ingenious skills, even the sulfuric acid refined by Hu Gangzi in the early world for thousands of years has become the secret book of Taoist cultivation pill refining, and even open the Taoist cultivation classics, the closed tribute method in it can be said to make those foreigners who claim to be the originator of chemistry extremely ashamed, but, has anyone paid attention to it?

No.

What do you mean by that?

When the book is used, there is less hatred, and the fist hits the face before it hurts.

……

"Captain!"

"Captain!!"

Two Japanese soldiers dragged Yamamoto back from the ground to the trench, and let the dust fall on his shoulders from the shelling, still beating his cheeks and shouting......

Belch......

Yamamoto woke up slowly, his internal organs were misplaced, his blood and qi surged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a mouthful.

At that second, his face was like gold paper, and he didn't know where he was hurt, and he was angry.

"Is the cannon on the mountain going off?"

This is what Yamamoto is most worried about, if the cannon on the mountain goes off, then these Japanese troops will be completely cut off.

"Captain, the cannon on the hill didn't go off, but the cannon on the opposite position didn't stop either, and this is already the fourth shell that has been fired."

"How long have the artillery positions been lost?"

"Fifteen minutes!"

Yamamoto finally calmed his breath, if the artillery position was lost for a full fifteen minutes and not a single shell fell on his position, it means that the opponent could not use this kind of artillery at all.

Who doesn't want to take out their opponent sooner?

Yamamoto sat up slowly and asked, "What is the enemy doing on the opposite position?" ”

"Digging in the dirt."

Hearing these two words, Yamamoto was a little surprised, when he stood up with the help of the trench, and with the help of the two of them, he poked his head out of the trench, and found that there was a cloud of smoke and dust in front of him, and the soldiers on the opposite position were frantically wielding shovels.

This is a red flag, and when the artillerymen can't limit their behavior, digging is the safest way to get closer, and in this case, no matter how advanced your weaponry is, you can't stop them.

"Contact Captain Sakata now......"

"Captain, we agreed before that we could contact the local reinforcements when they arrived......

"Get out!"

Yamamoto used all his strength to shout: "If we don't contact Sakata again, we will all die here!" ”

"Tell him, just say that the main force of the enemy, the new regiment stationed in the Second World War Zone, has arrived, and we need reinforcements!"

It's not that Yamamoto doesn't have the courage to kill, he also dares to fight with his opponent in close combat, the problem is that the gang in front of him is too cunning to show their heads to fight you from beginning to end, and when they rush up, the devil knows what tactics to use.

Yamamoto felt that he was very powerless when he encountered such an opponent, and he had a piece of equipment that was several times stronger than the enemy's army, but he couldn't use it.

The communication corps had already begun to contact Taiyuan City, and after receiving an affirmative answer, they rushed to Yamamoto and said, "Captain, Captain Sakata replied that they will set off soon, and let me hold the position at the mouth of the valley." ”

"Got it."

After saying this, Yamamoto leaned on the trench and piled it down little by little, looking at the defense line that had not been broken, looking at the soldiers who were still in full spirit, he himself didn't know what kind of force made him collapse.

Wasn't it a good plan?

"Captain!"

The soldier next to him shouted at Yamamoto, "It seems that the enemy is no longer digging. ”

Yamamoto stood up and looked at the edge of the trench, and found that the dust that was still flying in the sky just now was gone, as if it had never existed at all!

Fooled!

……

The sound of artillery bombardment from the mouth of the valley became louder and louder, and Wang Wenshan stood on the high slope worriedly and looked back, he really hoped that all the mountains that blocked his vision would be removed, and he could see the battle situation of the second battalion with his own eyes.

Political Commissar Zhao came over very worriedly: "Regiment leader, do you say that this Xu Ruifeng can withstand such a fierce shelling from the devil?" ”

"What do you say?"

"How many people are in a battalion, you and I know in our hearts, after the previous battle, there is no place to replenish the soldiers of the second battalion, and there is a shortage of people in our hands. There are more than 1,000 people in a squadron of devils, plus the natural gap in weapons and equipment, even if Xu Ruifeng is allowed to occupy favorable terrain, how long can he last? ”

"Regiment commander, then I'll take a company to support......"

"Where are you going to help? He Xu Ruifeng is fighting in a squadron, and I, Wang Wenshan, am fighting in a wing, do you support him to throw me here? Who the hell are you daughter-in-law! ”

Political Commissar Zhao asked Wang Wenshan to say that he was speechless, so he could only reluctantly explain: "Aren't they all my own children." ”

"Loser."

Wang Wenshan scolded with a smile, and was just about to speak again, when a horse galloped in the distance, leaving a cloud of smoke and dust on the road.

Wang Wenshan didn't need to report, and immediately said: "Everyone is in place, the devils in Taiyuan City are coming to die, and they all open the book of life and death to Lao Tzu, and when they arrive, they will receive it according to the head!" ”

"Report! Taiyuan ......"

As soon as the scout on horseback dismounted beside Wang Wenshan, Wang Wenshan pulled him aside: "You are resting." ”

Political Commissar Zhao called the scout aside: "The devils in Taiyuan City have come out?" ”

The Scout nodded stunnedly, "Hmm." ”

"A wing?"

The Scout nodded again.

Political Commissar Zhao looked at Wang Wenshan with a smile.

Wang Wenshan turned his head to look at Political Commissar Zhao: "Curious, how do I know?" He sent a squadron to be a decoy, it is impossible to send another squadron to be a bun skin, right? If a brigade is sent, then Taiyuan City will not be defended, so it is most likely a wing......"

Political Commissar Zhao smiled and hugged the scout's shoulders and boasted: "If you don't say that people can fight, the Japanese have this little Jiujiu in the heart of our regiment commander." ”