In Longwangtang, Nianpangou, a team of about 1,000 people was drinking the grain and wine snatched from the villagers' homes, and in a camp tent, several captains were respectfully toasting to the adjutant led by them.

"Your Excellency Shaozuo, the task of raising military baggage in Qingxiang this time can be successfully completed, thanks to Shaozuo's wise command!"

As he spoke, the sweet potato roast with a full fifty or sixty degrees was drunk by several captains, and immediately several people's faces turned red and showed a chrysanthemum-like smile.

And the young officer who was the leader also drank it all: "Several, behave well, I will ask my uncle Nogi Noshinori for you to take credit!" ”

After saying that, the lieutenants drank a large glass as if they were drinking their sake.

can lead a brigade of more than 1,000 people with the rank of a young admiral, either the leader in the army or the background is very large.

Nogi Treasure Book, naturally has a strong background, and the commander of the First Legion is his biological father, Nogi Noshinori, at first glance, it sounds like two brothers, but in fact they are real masters.

Nogi Noshinori, who was classified as the commander of the legion, sent him out to collect grain and grass for the troops in order to make more military achievements for his younger son, which was a good job.

You don't have to go to the front line, but you can get enough military merit.

And to face are some unarmed ordinary people, naturally it is simple.

Nogi Baodian has just robbed the area of Zhangjia Village in the north of Longwangtang, and collected a lot of grain and grass for the army, after all, nearly 300,000 troops suddenly came to this land, and logistics supply is naturally a big problem.

After the robbery of the Nogi Treasure Book, he did not go back to the base camp directly, but wanted to deal with the war exploits again, this time he set his sights on Lujiabao, so he set up camp in this mill ditch, preparing to set off early tomorrow morning.

Because Lujiabao is very close to the mill ditch.

At night, the drunken Nogi Treasure Book was about to get up and shush, shaking his head, swaying left and right, and holding the bird.

Suddenly, he saw what seemed to be a burst of light in the distance.

Rub your eyes.

Muttered: "It seems to be the light of a cannonball, but there shouldn't be any Imperial troops around here, right?" ”

Suddenly, he woke up suddenly: "The sweet potato burned me, the degree is too high, and I don't have the vigilance I should have." ”

Shouted loudly: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!" ”

But the troops who have already experienced the baptism of sweet potato burning have any vigilance.

You don't think that when the chiefs drink, the people below really pretend not to see, right?

Of course, I saw it.

Therefore, the chiefs drank openly and secretly.

Nogi's shouting still woke up a few people who had a good amount of alcohol.

But then the men fell to their knees.

"The Emperor is above, what the hell is this!"

I saw that a cannonball thicker than a brain melon seed fell from the sky and bloomed in an instant.

The shrapnel was spurred by the power generated by the gunpowder.

Pieces of shrapnel raged like a deadly Hades.

And, on the other hand, Nie Li was holding a night vision binoculars and reprimanded Ma Wu: "His grandmother has a leg, where did Lao Tzu let you fight, where did you beat Lao Tzu?" ”

Ma Wu picked up the binoculars and looked at the gunner of the self-propelled gun, which was indeed more than ten meters away.

scolded loudly: "Give Lao Tzu punctuality, this is not training, this is war!" In front of you is the little devil who plagues our township, and if you beat it crookedly, it will be the enemy! ”

"Who shot those shots just now? Wash your panties for a week! ”

To say that this level is actually good in the ranks of other warlords. But Nie Li's troops were not yet qualified.

"Division Commander, I hit it!"

One artilleryman raised his hand on the sports car of the self-propelled gun, and the other six or seven artillerymen in his group could not help but shudder.

"That's you. Be on time for Lao Tzu! Beat the crooked dry artillery of Bet Niang again. ”

Ma Wu scolded.

"Twelve self-propelled guns ready, enemy positions, three salvos!"

"Put!"

"Boom, boom!"

"Put it again!"

"Three salvos, again!"

Twelve self-propelled guns had to plow the ground for ten minutes, and by this time an infantry regiment had already touched it.

Stepping on the barrage of their own artillery fire, advance quickly.

They came to surround them.

This infantry regiment was commanded by Pi Guang, who wore a steel helmet: "Hurry up, let go of the enemy, no one can run!" ”

"Send a report to the rear, continue shelling three rounds!"

Pi Guang looked at the footbasin chicken position and there were still people moving, and sent a report to the artillery in the rear!

Those who know how to do it can see that this is already a kind of infantry and artillery coordination, and this tactic has extremely high requirements for infantry and artillery!

The communication requirements are also very high.

The infantry must not be afraid of artillery, the artillery must be accurate, and the two sides must communicate smoothly.

Three more shots.

The 195 caliber cannon ploughed the ground for ten minutes, so that the footbasin chicken position was completely pressed the pause button.

There was only a wail all over the land. Pi Guang rushed up with the recruits, and saw that there was gunsmoke everywhere, broken walls, and pieces of meat that had been blown into foam.

Some recruits, when they saw this hellish scene of Shura, couldn't help but hold on to their guns and vomited.

It's miserable!

What dead people, mass graves are nothing compared to such a war.

Before Pi Guang spoke!

Some company squad leaders and platoon leaders have already begun to kick the soldiers who are spitting indiscriminately.

"Spit on, spit out what spit on! What are guns for? Is that aimed at the enemy, is it for you to use as a crutch? At this time, if an enemy comes out, can you deal with it? ”

When the soldiers saw the commander's reprimand, they hurriedly stood up.

But the nausea in my heart still can't help it.

"Squad leader, it's all blown up like this, where are there still living people."

The squad leader kicked the fighter: "Fart! You know that there is no luck? Stand up for Lao Tzu, go find those who can move, and make up for it! ”

A group of recruits who had never experienced a battle were urged by the younger brother summoned by Nie Li to truly understand the cruelty of the battlefield.

Fortunately, these people have gone through many ideological educations, and after simple chaos, they have finally calmed down.

This is also the reason why Nie Li asked to find a soft persimmon to pinch it first, the soldiers had to see the blood first, know the cruelty of the war, and not lose their lives in the hard battle in the future.

These are soldiers who have been trained for a long time, and there is no problem with each one's skills, but they can pass the psychological level, and others can't help them.

Nie Li's troops have the conditions, so they can plough the land indiscriminately, and the rest of the troops can only survive the fittest.

After a few battles of the dead, that is, a veteran who is not afraid of anything.

"Ma Wu, one regiment after another, you are not allowed to clean the battlefield, all go up and see it! Let the brothers have a mental preparation. ”

Ma Wu nodded.

Such a scene is indeed very exercised.

... Tomorrow will be the Chinese New Year's Eve, so I would like to give you an early year.

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