"Spread it down, tell the devil to get up"

He made a gesture to his subordinates.

At this moment, Hu Yang and the scouts were less than five hundred meters away from the devil's position, and he could not move forward. He knew that today was the time for Zhang Sixing to report the coordinates of the artillery when he was reconnoitring him.

What made him a little depressed was that the artillery company of the 264th Brigade of the 88th Division could not even understand the map and coordinate system, let alone make quick calculations based on the operations on the map, and then conduct intermittent shooting.

In 1937, the general mode of artillery warfare was still direct visual shooting. This is also the fundamental reason why the artillery battle of the Guo army can never defeat the Japanese army.

Of course, we won the war of resistance, but half of the 35 million lives of the world's first casualties had to be paid for backwardness. The other half is headed by the chairman of the committee, who pays for empty salaries, favors, scheming, and ignorance in dealing with others.

As a descendant of the four great ancient inventions, don't you know what shame is?

Hu Yang, who had been taught by Zhang Sixing's words and deeds, was very helpless, and even had to leave one of his platoon commanders with the artillery of the 264th Brigade to interpret the coordinates for them.

As for the soldiers of the paratrooper school, each soldier must be able to independently guide the artillery coordinates, which is the basic requirement for being selected for such an elite unit as the guard company.

The communicator who received the coordinates from Hu Yang reported the coordinates to the platoon commander left behind in the artillery department through walkie-talkie, and then he calculated the shooting yuan, and then told the artillery of the 26th Brigade and the 4th Brigade.

As the shelling was interpreted, Hu Yang's men who remained in the artillery position were depressed to find that there was no sound of artillery fire.

"What are you doing, shoot quickly, the troops in front are waiting, what are you going to do?"

"What are you arguing about, are you responsible for exposing the target, you can't see anything in this black light, can you be responsible for hitting your own people?"

The commander of the artillery company is obviously a commodity who doesn't know anything, although he was ordered by Brigade Commander Gao Zhisong to support the paratrooper school in combat, but what should I do if this black light really hits my own people.

"Lao Tzu is responsible, you guys quickly fire the cannon, if you don't fire the cannon, the people of our paratrooper school ......"

"Hey, you little rabbit cub, who do you call Lao Tzu, you don't have any hair, you don't deserve it. You local warlords will not fight, you will only make trouble, what if this dark sky is going to blow up your own people. ”

No way, this is a chain of discrimination in the anti-Japanese forces.

The platoon commander of the reconnaissance company who was left behind was on fire, pressed his hand on his waist, and asked with a glare,

"You can't fire a cannon."

"No, what's the matter, you little platoon commander still dare to shoot with Lao Tzu."

The company commander of the artillery company glared, and continued to amplify his voice to suppress the small platoon commander in front of him, no longer caring whether it was possible to expose the target. He was just a little unconvinced, why did the people in the paratrooper battalion of the artillery company have the final say, and they didn't know that this was one acre and three points of land of the Central Army.

The look on the face of the little platoon leader from the umbrella school changed, and he put down the hand pressed on his waist stupidly, and muttered in his mouth,

"Your brigade commander Gao said to our principal that if you don't fire, you won't fire."

Seeing that he had suppressed the people from the paratrooper school, the commander of the artillery company approached and sneered,

"Besides, the brigade commander only said that he would provide fire support to the reconnaissance team of the paratrooper school, and whether the support can be supported or not, it depends on the situation, and the support of this black light blinding fire cannot be met."

But at the moment when he got closer, the small platoon commander of the paratrooper school put his hand on his left chest. The BT Tiger dagger of the paratrooper school, uniformly mounted on the left chest, and with the handle facing downwards.

"Wow" pulled out the dagger, and then with both feet, the man rushed in like a monkey and pounced directly on the chest of the artillery company commander.

The next moment, the artillery company commander who was knocked down had already pressed the cold blade of the BT tiger on his neck,

"If you can't open the cannon, if you don't open the cannon, I'll cut off your head."

In an uproar, the nearby artillerymen raised their guns together and pulled the bolts one after another.

"Order, fire, don't let Chief Lao Tzu wait in a hurry. When you finish shooting, Lao Tzu will go to the Judge Advocate General's Office with you. ”

Feeling the cold blade on his neck, the artillery company commander instantly softened, and no longer had the momentum of being a suitable talent, his lips trembled,

"Fire, fire at his coordinates."

Hearing the command of the artillery company commander, the people of the artillery company hurriedly went out to give orders, and then the sound of artillery firing sounded,

"That's right, the guns of your artillery company were all taken by the principal to the Japanese to grab them."

As the two artillery batteries of Yuhuatai opened fire, Hu Yang, who was waiting a little anxiously, finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, he led his men closer to the chaotic Japanese positions that had been harassed by artillery fire.

Just as Hu Yang led his men close to the Japanese position, Lao Tobacco Bag and his men began to prepare gasoline barrels and cannons and its ammunition. The soldiers in charge took advantage of the roar of artillery fire and quickly ran towards the cannon with gasoline barrels.

Behind him, there were soldiers carrying gasoline barrels and ammunition running together, and it was not known how long the shelling of the 264th Brigade would last, so although one ran out of breath, no one dared to slow down.

The whole team is like a well-made machine, and the loss of the chain in one link will inevitably affect the effect of the entire battle.

At the same time, more soldiers of the logistics battalion, laying mines on the road necessary for the Japanese army to launch an attack tomorrow, of course, are Principal Zhang's favorite - "cripple maker".

This kind of thunder is quite particular in field combat, two sharpened wooden sticks are nailed into the ground, and then the steel helmet mine is arranged, and then the tripstring is extended all the way, and then a wooden nail is nailed, and then the thunder string turns horizontally.

In this way, a steel helmet mine can block a large area, and the mine detector is useless.

At the same time, on Niushou Mountain, Lu Feizhou also spread the news about Zhang Sixing throughout the tunnel through the "bamboo pipe telephone" to stabilize the morale of the army.

As for Zhang Sixing, he was quite idle at this time.

The last surprise attack on the Japanese Sixth Division was a test of Lu Feizhou, and this attack on the 114th Division was a test of Hu Yang's command ability. The textbooks were all compiled in Germany, and those who learned well were the future commanders.

"Take out the sling, and wait for the gasoline barrel cannon to go off before throwing it."

In such a night raid, there is no better weapon than a silent grenade.

As the firing of the two artillery companies that told the Japanese to "get up" ended, several loud sounds suddenly came from outside the barracks of the 114th Regiment.

"Heartbreaker one-headed...... Crazy one-headed bomb ......"

The terrible ghost-like cry instantly resonated with many people, and they screamed together.

Hehe, this time the gasoline barrel cannon was thrown, and it was really not a one-headed bomb.

The porcelain grenades that were sprayed into the air did not shatter, they spread out in the sky like scattered flowers. Then, under the attraction of the earth, it falls in free fall.

At this time, the hemp rope at the rear of the projectile body that was originally used as a buffer spread out and turned into a directional "horsetail", causing these porcelain grenade fuses to rush down.

Nails, waste shells and gunpowder became the simplest ignition device.

What's even better is that there is no rain tonight, and those Japanese troops on the position in front of them are really blessed.