In the woods five miles west of the Castle Peak POW camp.

When the cadres of the spy company heard Yang Yuanshan say that he had brought a cannon with a caliber of more than 300 mm, they immediately thought that the company commander was talking nonsense, and they all looked at each other!

Caliber above 300 mm, what concept?

Not to mention that they have a small spy company, even a group army of the Eighth Route Army, and there is none!

Even Yan Laoxi, the commander of the Second War Zone, who once owned the Jinyang Arsenal, didn't have such a big cannon!

After a long time, Han Yang stood up and said:

"Company commander, you're not talking nonsense, are you?"

"Hehe, of course not. Wait and see the show! I don't believe it, with such a big cannon, it can't blow up the walls of this prisoner of war camp! ”

Yang Yuanshan sold a pass.

At this time, Han Yang suddenly saw that Wang Gensheng, the platoon commander of the artillery platoon, was secretly having fun, and immediately understood that Yang Yuanshan must have secretly done something, and immediately asked:

"Gensheng, is the cannon that the company commander said in your artillery platoon?"

Wang Gensheng smiled honestly and quickly shook his head:

"Hehe, the company commander just made us make ten big explosives packs."

"Okay, don't talk about it yet, hurry up and rest, you will have a chance to see my cannon today!"

Yang Yuanshan couldn't help frowning when he saw that Wang Gensheng couldn't hide the secret, interrupting their discussion.

……

2 a.m.

Yang Yuanshan quietly lurked outside the Qingshan prisoner of war camp with the soldiers of the special service company.

I saw that there were many electric lights on the wall of the prisoner of war camp not far away, which illuminated the wall very brightly within 100 meters of the wall, and on the wall, every 10 meters or so, there was a little devil sentry standing guard, looking heavily guarded.

Since the crossing, Yang Yuanshan has seen such a bright light for the first time, and he can't help but feel that he has traveled back to modern society.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: The little devil of the dog day still has a generator? It would be nice if it could be captured, and it would be nice to send it to the arsenal.

After a long time, he turned his attention and turned his head to ask Wang Chengzhu next to him:

"Pillar, do you see that infantry cannon? Can you beat it at this distance now? The firing range of my 82 mortar is 2850 meters! ”

Wang Chengzhu didn't speak, holding the telescope given to him by Yang Yuanshan in his hand and observing carefully.

After a long time, I put down the binoculars and leaned over the scope of the mortar for a long time before I said with certainty:

"This distance should be almost 2800 meters, I am confident that I can hit it!"

"Good! Then you prepare first, and then listen to my instructions before firing.

When the cannon is fired, five rapid shots will come directly, and it is necessary to ensure that it hits the target.

As soon as these five shells are fired, immediately move the position. The maximum range of the little devil's heavy machine gun is three or four thousand meters, and if it hits you, you will be in trouble! ”

Yang Yuanshan confessed, he was reluctant to let Wang Chengzhu's big treasure be killed by a stray bullet!

Because the 82mm mortar was relatively heavy, he left a few people for Wang Chengzhu, ready to help him lift the gun and transfer the position after the cannon was fired later.

After arranging this most important 82 mortar, Yang Yuanshan quietly approached the prisoner of war camp with the people of the artillery platoon, and when he reached a position of about 200 meters, he began to dig a hole, preparing to bury the gasoline drum he brought into the soil.

The cannon with a caliber of more than 300 mm that he bragged to Han Yang and others before was, of course, this gasoline drum that had been reinforced several times with iron wire.

That is, the legendary - no conscience cannon!

This improvised cannon for throwing explosive packs is going to make the little devils tremble today.

Since the Unconscionable Cannon was converted from gasoline drums, it had to be buried in the soil for most of the time to avoid exploding.

Fortunately, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, and the little devils didn't expect that someone would come to fight them, so they didn't notice the movements of Yang Yuanshan and others 200 meters away.

After arranging the unconscionable cannon, Yang Yuanshan inspected the heavy machine gun positions and grenadier positions selected by the machine gun platoon, and finally checked the positions of the 60 mortars, and then returned to Wang Chengzhu and ordered-

"Pillar, fire!"

At the sound of an order, Wang Chengzhu, who had already adjusted the angle of the muzzle, immediately picked up a 4-kilogram shell and put it into the muzzle.

"Bang! …… Shout! ”

The shell hit the firing pin, detonating the primer, and the huge bore pressure immediately launched the shell.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Type 92 infantry gun at the entrance of the prisoner of war camp was immediately blown into the sky!

The shrapnel scattered everywhere also took the lives of three little devil artillerymen by the way!

One shot into the soul!

Perfect!

"Kill the Imp Artillery*3 and reward 600 rounds of 70mm high-explosive shells."

Yang Yuanshan felt very speechless when he heard this system prompt.

70mm high-explosive shells, what is the use of giving him?

How can he have a 70 mm caliber gun!

Is it possible to send these shells to the border arsenal and dismantle the explosives to make grenades and mines?

That's a waste!

……

With the sound of Wang Chengzhu's cannon, the little devils in the Qingshan prisoner of war camp were instantly alarmed, and many people shouted in horror:

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Shoot flares!"

……

And the four heavy machine guns on the wall of the little devils also rang out "aggressively", but the soldiers of the spy company were in the dark, and the tongues of fire of the heavy machine guns did not cause them any damage.

At this moment, the soldiers of the special service company also began to launch an attack on the prisoner of war camp.

Mortars, heavy machine guns, grenadiers, 38 large covers......

All weapons, firing on all cylinders, frantically pouring bullets and shells at the little devils.

The four heavy machine guns of the little devils, soon under the siege of 82 mortars and heavy machine guns, were muted fire.

However, at this time, the little devil also fired a few flares at a place two or three hundred meters outside the prisoner of war camp, and the dazzling white light instantly exposed the figures of most of the spy and even soldiers.

By the light of the flares, the little devils on the wall began to inflict some casualties on the soldiers of the special service company.

However, the duration of the flare was limited, and the figure of the soldier of the special service company quickly disappeared into the darkness again, making the little devil's attack less effective again.

……

I have to say that the little devil's reaction is still very fast.

As soon as the battle began, the little devil who was sleeping quickly rushed out of the barracks and began to reinforce the wall.

The little devil operator in charge of communications immediately began to make calls to nearby strongholds and county towns to report the situation.

However, they soon found that the telephone line had been cut, and hurriedly used the radio to contact the devil garrisons in Fu'an, Luyang, Shuiquan and other directions, to report the attack on the prisoner of war camp and ask for tactical guidance.

When the devil garrisons in these directions heard that the prisoner of war camp was being attacked, they immediately began to dispatch troops and send reinforcements to the prisoner of war camp.

It is estimated that with the marching speed of the little devils, as soon as it is dawn, they will be able to reach the battlefield!

At this time, a very fierce young devil broke into the telegraph room, kicked the operator to the side, and then grabbed the telegraph himself and began to send the telegram.

The target of his report was his immediate boss, Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa, who was at the headquarters of the First Army in Jinyang.

"Your Excellency Yamamoto Daisa, the Aoyama prisoner of war camp has been attacked by a large number of Tubalu, and the number is unknown!

The enemy has a strong force, with many mortars and heavy machine guns, and it is suspected that the elite battalion of the Eighth Route Army is a battalion, and the detachment leader Ichiro Maeda asks for tactical guidance! ”

After he sent the telegram to Yamamoto Kazuki, he sat anxiously and waited for Yamamoto Kazuki to call back.

However, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, when people were most sleepy, and after receiving this telegram, the little devil telegraph room in Jinyang City didn't care at all, and didn't send it to Yamamoto Kazuki as soon as possible.

After all, in the headquarters of the First Army, he was a big Zuo, and he couldn't rank at all!

At the same time, there were several telegrams sent by various regions to the commander of the Commander, His Excellency Kazuo Shinozuka!

……

Outside the prisoner of war camp, Yang Yuanshan couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that the little devil's four heavy machine guns had been muted, knowing that there was only one last tremor left before he took the prisoner of war camp.

At this time, suddenly in the darkness ahead, a little fire flashed, and a huge roar sounded, directly covering up the sound of cannons, gunfires, and explosions on the battlefield.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering explosion resounded for ten miles!

A whirlwind of fluctuations made the little devil standing on the wall who was firing his gun in front of the soldiers of the spy company fly out in an instant as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What is this?"

The little devils who were a little farther away panicked and shouted frantically.

"There are giant cannons on the eighth road!"

Many of the little devils who were rushing out of the barracks to reinforce the fence were scared and weak.

And at this moment, Ichiro Maeda in the telecommunications room heard this voice, and exclaimed even more:

"What? This cannon sound is at least 300 mm or more! How is this possible? ”

He hurriedly trembled and continued to send a telegram to Kazuki Yamamoto:

"Your Excellency Yamamoto Daisa, the Eighth Route of the attack on the prisoner of war camp is extremely powerful, with a huge cannon of at least 300 mm or more, Maeda Ichiro requests tactical guidance! 100,000 urgent! ”

This little devil is also a genius, and he still knows the word "100,000 urgent"!

It's really fucking that I didn't learn the culture of the Celestial Empire!

……

There is no doubt that this loud noise is the "conscienceless cannon" that Yang Yuanshan has drummed up.

It's just that this cannon was unlucky, although the explosive bag exploded in the air, killing more than a dozen little devils, but it did not blow up the wall of the prisoner of war camp.

However, Yang Yuanshan had already told them that this cannon could not be counted on accuracy and range, so the soldiers of the artillery platoon did not hesitate.

They cleaned the chamber, shoveled earth to reinforce the gun, and put a huge bag of explosives into the gasoline drum.

"Boom!"

There was another earth-shattering bang.

This time, their luck was good, and they directly blew a huge hole in the wall of the prisoner of war camp, and by the way, they blew up several devils on this wall all over the field and bled out.