"Ha... I really admire Captain Liao's sharp tongue. I will send a small team across the river to investigate. If it is like what Yu thinks, I will not hesitate to attack Nantianmen! When the time comes,

You will know that the so-called fortress in your mouth is nothing more than an empty shell."

Yu Xiaoqing raised his head and said. He was very confident in his judgment. He thought he knew the Japanese very well. How could they use such tactics? Most importantly, he wanted to use this military operation to gain face in front of Liao Mingyu.

"Then what if your idea is wrong, my Master Yu."

Liao Mingyu was a little helpless. Could it be that this guy was so willing to die just to fight for a breath? The key is the soldiers under his command. Their lives are innocent.

"No more gossip, I just hope that your Sichuan Army Corps can cooperate with my Yu Division by then to attack Nantianmen as soon as possible and complete the task of opening up the Yunnan-Burma Highway!"

Yu Xiaoqing frowned and said the last sentence. He didn't want to stay here for a moment longer. This Liao Mingyu would never do it without making him angry.

"Okay, we are friendly forces after all. At least the artillery support is in place."

Liao Mingyu said haha, forget it, it's hard to persuade him to die. He was not prepared to continue to stop Yu Xiaoqing's behavior.

Because for the stubborn Yu Xiaoqing, he couldn't persuade him, and he didn't bother to persuade him. Only when he suffered a bloody blow could he listen to other people's opinions.

"That's it, farewell!" After saying this, Yu Xiaoqing turned around and left, followed closely by the soldiers of Yu Division.

Watching Yu Xiaoqing go away, Liao Mingyu sneered in his heart. Since you are so confident, let me teach you a lesson. It's just a pity that the investigation team is destined to never return.

"Hey, these grandsons, they always end up like this. Yu Xiaoqing is really a death-rusher. He catches people and sends them to death! Who gave him the courage?"

Meng Fanglia said angrily. He really couldn't understand this Master Yu who had high ambitions but low abilities.

"Haha, it's probably Liang Jingru..."

"Is it really this Commander Liang again? Leader, please tell me, who is this Commander Liang?"

"Uh... ok, let's go back. By the way, send a report to Zhao Gongming and tell him that I have another batch of supplies arriving recently, so that he can prepare to deliver them as soon as possible."

Liao Mingyu decisively changed the subject. After giving the instructions, he led the people back to the Qiji Slope.

…

The little devils became much more honest after being punished in the morning. During the day, they basically did not dare to build positions as arrogantly as in the past. They could only work like pangolins in the ground.

The Takeuchi Mountains were also re-planned, allowing Japanese soldiers to dig tunnels during the day and build fortifications at night. Observers on the top of the mountain constantly monitored the movements of the Sichuan Army. If there was any sign of trouble, the alarm would sound, and the little Japanese would act like frightened soldiers.

They burrowed into the ground like rats.

As time goes by, the artillery battalion of the Sichuan Army will fire several rounds at the Japanese army positions from time to time every day. A few rounds in the morning and a few at noon. Even in the early morning, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army who can't sleep will give them a meal.

lullaby.

Every day, Yu Xiaoqing would stand on the battlefield and watch the roaring artillery fire on the flag-offering slope, but he would sneer at it.

It's a waste of artillery shells and a waste of energy. What's the point of doing this? There are so many artillery shells, why not save them for real attack? Are you confused?

But the Japanese didn't think so at the moment. The shelling from time to time every day made them frightened. Not only the occasional casualties, the construction project of the entire fortress had become extremely slow.

The most important thing is that a certain petty captain can't sleep.

Takeuchi Rianshan has been roaring for several nights because of this. As a neurasthenic person, the most difficult thing for him to do every night is to sleep.

But those Chinese people were ruthless. The sound of artillery fire rang out at two or three in the morning. The huge explosions had prevented him from sleeping peacefully for several days. Every time he finally fell asleep, he would be deafened by the deafening sound again.

He was instantly awakened by the sound of gunfire. Takeuchi was so angry that he broke several teacups in succession.

"If they fire again tonight, let our artillery fight back. If we can't sleep, they won't be able to sleep either!"

Takeuchi roared fiercely at the chief of staff. This is unbearable. This is too bullying!

…

"Hey, what's going on? My ears have been buzzing for the past two days, and I can't hear clearly anymore."

Early the next morning, Long Wenwen pushed open the door and entered the headquarters, covering his ears and sighing to himself.

"You made your own ears and eyes. Is it so easy to be an artilleryman? Don't you think any veteran artilleryman who has been working for several years is not deaf? Then don't really become a "deaf deputy commander"

"Come out."

Meng Fanlian flipped through the documents and joked. Long Wenwen basically stayed with Krupp these two days, and his presence was always indispensable when firing artillery. He already regarded himself as an artilleryman.

"Chief of Staff Meng, do you talk to the deputy leader like this? Why don't you bring the tea?" Long Wenwen sat down on the chair carelessly, put his legs on the table and kept shaking.

"Have a rest. I don't want to see you, young master. You can do it yourself and have enough food and clothing." Meng Fan rolled his eyes at him and didn't want to pay attention to him.

At this time, Xing Fuquan brought a cup of hot water and handed it to Long Wenwen.

"Deputy Dragon, drink some water."

"Oh, little Fuzi is still sensible, unlike some idiot whose butt is stuck to the stool and can't move." Long Wenwen took it with a smile, not forgetting to turn around and insult Meng.

"Old Xing, if you still spoil him, this grandson is just like dog meat. His face changes at will."

Xing Fuquan smiled and said nothing. With his introverted personality, he never liked joking, but he enjoyed watching the old brothers bickering.

"Tsk... By the way, where did the group go today?" Long Wenwen drank some water and asked them both.

"The regiment leader took the first battalion for training. I heard that the new supplementary regiment arrived today, and there are quite a lot of things happening in the east of the town. The new officers are also making a fuss, hoping that the regiment commander will assign them positions.

The leader has a headache right now." Xing Fuquan replied with a smile.

"Hey, the more than a thousand people in the first battalion have been suffering again in the past two days. You don't know that every night when Ah Yi comes back, he looks like he's not running away." Meng Fanliao said with gloating at the side.

"I'm sorry, don't be happy here. In two days it will be the turn of the Second Battalion. I hope you can still be so relaxed."

Long Wenwen held his head and leaned on the chair, and lectured to him leisurely. As the leader of the group, we have too many tricks. We have many ways to torment these guys.
Chapter completed!