The Sabre fighters in the sky circled, and after reporting the position coordinates of the artillery battalion and the 7th Interspersed Company, they quickly left.

At the U.S. Air Force base, a squadron of bombers quickly took off as soon as they filled up space gasoline.

At the same time, Wu Qianli, who confirmed the temporary safety of the troops, got off the anti-aircraft gun and turned his head to look at the potholed iron sheet of the car that had been hit by bullets.

"The fighters of the American devils are gone, come out, and count the casualties in each platoon."

Wu Qianli opened his frozen purple lips and ordered the Seventh Piercing Company.

"Report to the company commander, there are no casualties in the fire platoon."

"Report to the company commander, there are no casualties in the reconnaissance platoon."

"There was no one killed or injured in the fire platoon......"

After the casualties were counted, Wu Qianli nodded reassuringly.

On the other hand, the results of the artillery battalion after taking stock of the situation were similar.

Except for Li Gouyu, an unlucky bastard who was injured in the hand by a part of the wreckage of the plane, none of the fighters were injured or injured.

"Okay, Company Commander Wu, I've been dealing with artillery for half my life, and your anti-aircraft artillery is more accurate than me, hahaha......"

Battalion Commander Yang said as he looked at the wreckage of the plane that fell from a high altitude.

The serial explosions had broken the fighter in two, and the flames were still burning and crackling on the wreckage.

There were quite a few elite gunners in the artillery battalion, and they all nodded approvingly when they recalled Wu Qianli's skills and techniques just now.

Whether it is the calculation of the advance amount or the setting of the firepower point, Wu Qianli has achieved a wonderful degree.

Even in the psychological game with the US pilots, he was slightly better than Battalion Commander Yang.

"Where, I have to ask Battalion Commander Yang for more advice, but as long as the comrades are fine, it's fine."

Wu Qianli said casually as he handed Battalion Commander Yang two expensive cigarettes captured from the U.S. military.

"Cut, what's accurate, it's estimated that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse again, it's just good luck."

Li Gouyu covered his injured hand, looked at Wu Qianli with some concern, and muttered quietly.

After hearing this, Wu Wanli, who was closest to him, suddenly turned pale, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

But when he wanted to rush forward, the calm and steady Mei Sheng grabbed his arm and shook his head at him.

"Naturally, it is not as powerful as Company Commander Li, and he actually created the only casualty of this air raid, hum."

Wu Wanli snorted coldly, and replied to Li Gouyu bluntly.

"You ......"

Li Gouyu was choked and speechless, only to feel that the bloody wound on his hand became more painful.

Looking at the strange eyes of the comrades around him, even the other comrades-in-arms in the artillery battalion didn't seem to support him very much, and Li Gouyu had no choice but to give up.

"Battalion commander, the bombing of the American devils just now delayed us for a lot of time, so let's hurry up, otherwise the combat mission will be delayed."

In order to hide his embarrassment, Li Gouyu directly changed the topic and suggested to Camp Commander Yang.

"Indeed, we are only a few hours away from the artillery position of Longshuidong, so we will arrive as soon as we hurry."

Battalion Commander Yang looked at his subordinates, who were basically not killed or injured, and nodded approvingly, feeling that he could indeed set off immediately.

"No, Battalion Commander Yang, you must not set off now."

After Wu Qianli heard this, he immediately frowned and vetoed the proposal.

According to Wu Qianli's memories before his rebirth, after the original artillery battalion was discovered by the US reconnaissance plane, he continued to rush despite the risk, which led to the bombers blowing up all the artillery and trucks.

Now that Wu Qianli knows this, he will never let this regret happen again.

"Company Commander Wu, you are really majestic, our Battalion Commander Yang hasn't spoken yet, but you vetoed it, hum."

Li Gou saw that his proposal was directly rejected by Wu Qianli, and he only felt that it was aimed at himself, so he snorted coldly with some indignation.

Seeing this situation, Battalion Commander Yang couldn't help frowning in embarrassment, and didn't know how to decide for a while.

"Battalion Commander Yang, believe me, the US reconnaissance plane has just left, and they have discovered our artillery unit, and they will definitely send bombers to bomb it."

Wu Qianli looked at Camp Commander Yang's eyes and said firmly, ignoring Li Gouyu's meaning at all.

Seeing this, Li Gouyu couldn't help but feel a punch on the cotton, and a feeling of humiliation instantly surged into his heart.

In his opinion, Wu Qianli's meaning is obviously that he didn't put it at a level, and only treated him as a rabid dog barking.

"The American devil has just been shot down a fighter plane, how can he send a bomber so quickly, and this is not a matter of a hen laying eggs."

"Company Commander Wu, since you have to say that the US bomber is coming, let's make a bet."

Li Gouyu was angry, and said to Wu Qianli a little unconvinced.

"Okay, how do you want to bet?"

Wu Qianli looked at Li Gouyu, who was a little anxious, and couldn't help but laugh angrily.

He has memories before he was reborn, and his judgment is nine out of ten, originally he wanted to save the heavy firepower of the volunteers, but he didn't expect to be forced to make a bet.

However, Wu Qianli is naturally not afraid to participate in this kind of winning gamble, and he just happened to give this thorn another horse.

"Since Company Commander Wu is so sure that the bombers of the American devils will come, then let's listen to you first, hide the cannon and hide it."

"If you come within an hour and a half, you win, and if you don't come after an hour and a half, you lose."

After Li Gouyu finished talking about the gambling contract, he looked at Wu Qianli as if provocatively, for fear that he would not accept it.

"No problem, I've made this bet, tell me what the bet is."

Wu Qianli directly agreed, after all, if the cannon is hidden earlier, it will be able to suffer less losses, and if it drags on for a long time, there will be problems.

"Well, if I win, you give us 12 mortars from your gun, plus 160 mortar shells, if we lose......"

Li Gouyu said excitedly, but halfway through his words, he turned his head to look at Camp Commander Yang.

Obviously, this kind of thing is not something he can decide on his own, so he has to cast an expectant look and hope to get support.

"If Company Commander Li loses, when the time comes, you will take the enemy equipment captured by the Longshuidong artillery position, and you will take the rest to us."

Battalion Commander Yang hesitated for a few seconds, sighed helplessly, and gave the greatest support he could.

Although Li Gouyu has a bad temper, after all, he is brave in battle, and he will have to rely on him to charge into battle in the future.

Moreover, he agreed to this bet, which not only satisfied Wu Qianli's proposal to let the artillery battalion temporarily stop to avoid the bombing of the American army, but also took care of the face of his subordinates, which was just enough to balance the two sides.

"Aren't you kidding? Why should we give the mortar directly if we lose, and if you lose, you will have to wait until we have captured it. ”

When Yu Congrong heard such a proposal, he suddenly lost his temper and directly pointed at Li Gouyu's nose and scolded loudly.

When Camp Commander Yang heard this, he had to laugh bitterly twice and pouted helplessly.

You must know that you can dispose of captured weapons at will, without the privilege of handing them over, and the entire Ninth Corps is also interspersed with the Seventh Company, which is still specially approved by the boss.

If he had promised to transfer the weapons of his troops directly to the other side, I am afraid that it would not be long before he would have to be directly arrested and interrogated by the Judge Advocate General.

"Then add one more, after I lose, I will kowtow to your company commander and confess my guilt, if you don't dare, then I have nothing to say."

Li Gouyu thought that it was indeed a little unequal, and he was afraid that Wu Qianli would not accept it, so he simply gritted his teeth, increased the chips, and there was more mockery in his eyes.

After Lei Gong heard this gambling contract, his face suddenly sank, and his eyes when he looked at Li Gouyu suddenly became a little more displeased.

You must know that these dozen mortars are equivalent to half of the belongings of the artillery platoon.

However, out of absolute trust in Wu Qianli, Lei Gong just clenched his fists and did not speak, but turned his head to look at Wu Qianli.

"Bet on it, quickly hide all the artillery, hide the whole army, and it will be too late for the US bombers to come."

Wu Qianli looked at the thorn in front of him, shrugged his shoulders without caring at all, but urged the whole army to act quickly.

After all, compared to the spirit of fighting for this moment, he cares about protecting the artillery power of the volunteers, after all, these are all bought by countless comrades with their lives and blood.

"The artillery battalion listened to the order, and the mortars and shell boxes were hidden in the woods ahead."

"In addition, the towed truck and the cannon are hiding in the valley ahead, and they are doing a good job of concealment."

Battalion Commander Yang did not drag the mud and water at all, and directly issued a military order.

The sparse woods closest to them had all lost their leaves, leaving only withered branches crisscrossed and their trunks bent by snow.

Boxes of shells, a mortar, were quickly carried here, and after a little hiding, they quickly merged with the surroundings and were not easy to find.

Only the thick barrels and trucks could not be hidden here, and this was grown into a valley not far away.

At Wu Qianli's strong request, the artillery and trucks were covered with artillery jackets and some dead branches, and covered with a little snow in case the US bombers found them.

However, it is a pity that the space is limited, and some large-caliber artillery and trucks are really not hidden.

Therefore, in order to prevent these cannons from exposing their targets, the already concealed artillery fire was also bombed, and they could only be thrown to the side of the road at a distance.

After doing all this, the soldiers of the volunteer army put on white cloaks and lay motionless on the snow.

Li Gouyu took out a slightly broken pocket watch, stared at the time on it, and began to plan to see Wu Qianli make a fool of himself.

Wu Qianli smiled slightly and set his eyes on the dark blue sky with flying snow.

Every shell he is protecting now will become a cloud of fire exploding under the feet of the US military, and there will even be many volunteer soldiers who will avoid the fate of sacrifice.

"His grandmother is a ball, our company commander's judgment has never been missed, I want to see this guy kowtow in the snow and admit his mistake."

Yu Congrong thought as he glared at Li Gouyu fiercely.

Although Wu Qianli mainly thought about the overall interests of the volunteer army and ignored the clown, the other soldiers of the Seventh Interspersed Company did not think so.

They can endure a desperate charge under the indiscriminate bombardment, but it is difficult for them to accept that the heroic company commander in their hearts is so offended and insulted by outsiders.

So every soldier of the Seventh Interspersed Company held their breath and set their eyes on the blue sky, quietly waiting for the result.

The icy wind was still howling, and the dry branches were swaying, and the snow on them fell from time to time and fell on the warriors.

Wu Qianli's hands were red from the cold, and even his knuckles were a little stiff, and the eyelashes of the other fighters were also a little frosty.

Half an hour later, there was no movement in the sky, and not even a single bird flew in such bad weather.

After an hour passed, the corners of Li Gouyu's mouth couldn't help but rise, and there was more provocation in his eyes when he looked at Wu Qianli.

Lei Gong thought about the mortar that was half of his artillery platoon, and his mouth slowly exhaled a breath of white air, but he still trusted Wu Qianli's judgment extremely much.

But until the hour and a half was almost up, there was no movement in the sky.

"Company Commander Wu, you just admit defeat, you can't let your comrades lie here and suffer the cold and blow the wind for the sake of your own brain-slapping thoughts."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Li Gouyu smiled proudly and said to Wu Qianli in a weird way.

At this time, Wu Qianli also frowned slightly, and slowly looked at the sky in the distance, and there was indeed no movement.

"Could it be the butterfly effect that has changed the course of things?"

Wu Qianli swallowed slowly, a little hesitant.

The hearts of the other soldiers of the Seventh Interspersed Company also sank sharply, shouldn't Wu Qianli really make a mistake.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound in the sky, the roar of buzzing aircraft engines, and some small black dots were rapidly approaching them in the distance.

"This ...... No, it can't be. ”

Li Gou's eyes widened, his mouth was wide open, and he could stuff two eggs, and his face was more ugly than eating.

At this moment, he really wished that he was hallucinating, but as time passed, the figure of the American bomber became closer and clearer.

Through the faint snow, Battalion Commander Yang, who had a lot of dealings with US planes, recognized at a glance that these were 12 US B-29 bombers.

The bomber is powered by four 18-cylinder air-cooled star turbocharged engines, with a practical ceiling of 10,241 meters and a maximum speed of 574 km/h.

In addition, the back, belly and tail are equipped with 5 turrets, 10 12.7mm M2 heavy machine guns, 1 20mm machine gun (carrying 100 rounds), and can carry 9.072 tons of bombs.

If the 12 US bombers with such a firepower configuration suddenly encounter the artillery battalion during the march and are caught off guard, not only will the artillery trucks be blown up, but even the personnel will suffer heavy casualties.

Thinking of this, Battalion Commander Yang couldn't help but be afraid for a while, and glanced at Wu Qianli with gratitude, saying that it was not an exaggeration to say that Wu Qianli saved the fate of their artillery battalion.

At the same time, the US pilots in the sky finally found the large-caliber artillery and trucks that had been thrown on the side of the road, and they were all excited, but at the same time, they were also a little puzzled.

"Report the long plane, report the long plane, we have found the position of the large-caliber artillery of the Volunteers, but the artillery battalion of the Volunteers is nowhere to be found."

A U.S. military pilot said to the base over a radio station.

"Please blow up its artillery immediately, and if you can't find any trace of the volunteer artillery battalion, return immediately."

After hearing this, the personnel of the US air base replied with some impatience.

The front front is tight, and the air power, which is the greatest advantage of the US military, has no time to waste.

"Oh well, maybe these trucks ran out of gas, and they couldn't tow the cannons, so they broke down."

The American pilot couldn't figure it out and simply gave himself a reasonable explanation.

"Damn, don't we need to rest? The bombing missions continued day by day. ”

Another U.S. pilot whispered over the radio and pulled the joystick quickly, intending to take out all his anger on the cannon below.

"Oh, yes, this damn bombing mission, it's so boring, do you want to see the burning fire? I can burn the woods down there into a V-shape. ”

The corners of the mouth of a pilot of an American bomber hooked slightly, intending to pour fire on the woods on the other side after blowing up the cannon.

And the grove he looked at was exactly where the 7th Interspersed Company and the artillery battalion were hiding!

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