"How is this kid doing?"

Long Wenwen took advantage of the dawn to once again look at all the firepower points on the position, put the map close to his body like a treasure, and turned around to ask.

"Not dead yet, but half of his life is almost gone. Can we go?" Meng Fanxiao touched Yang Danzi's forehead. The little warrior's face was pale and he already had a fever.

Long Wenwen looked around and saw that a patrol had just walked out from them. If he retreated now, he might encounter them.

"Don't worry, this injury won't kill you. There's still some work to be done." Long Wenwen chuckled and took out a small round mirror from his body. Without saying much, he put the round mirror under the sun and looked at it.

The light is reflected in the direction of the flag slope.

"What else are you going to do?" Meng Fanxiao asked with a frown.

"I'll add something to their breakfast, hehe." Long Wenwen smiled mysteriously and continued to shake the mirror in his hand to signal to the other side.

…

"Hey, you're not really angry, are you?" Krupp poked Li Liansheng, who was squatting next to him.

"Don't make trouble, I'm doing business." Li Liansheng slapped his hand away, holding the telescope and looking at the other side without blinking.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the other side of the river. It was extremely obvious in a blink of an eye. Li Liansheng immediately stood up and screamed: "Damn it!"

Krupp glanced at him suspiciously and said awkwardly: "Don't be like this, or I'll give you lunch."

Li Liansheng slapped him on the head and shouted excitedly: "Damn fat man, what are you thinking about? There's a signal, let's fuck!"

Krupp reacted instantly and ran to the artillery position before he finished speaking.

Li Liansheng secretly cursed him as a bastard and called for a soldier to tell him: "Go and notify the regiment leader right away. There is a signal on the other side. Hurry!"

10 artillery pieces had already been aimed at the west bank. Krupp carefully looked at the bright spot with a sight glass, and then personally operated a 105 howitzer to adjust the shooting angle.

"Smoke grenade, half propellant loaded!"

"The rest of the artillery was immediately put into position and high-explosive grenades were loaded."

As the gunner finished loading the shells, Krupp picked up the firing rope and shouted: "3 rapid fire, fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang...!"

Four 155mm howitzers and six 105mm howitzers opened fire at once. The artillerymen all covered their ears, and the deafening sound of gunfire resounded throughout the sky.

"call out……"

"Cannon attack, avoid!"

Hearing the sharp sound of the incoming artillery shells, the Japanese soldiers who were still eating breakfast immediately threw themselves into the trench pit without caring about anything else. Those closest to the tunnel entrance also rushed in with their lunch boxes.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Artillery shells bombarded the Japanese first and second line positions, causing dust to rise into the sky, and sandbags and soil to explode flying all over the sky.

The power of the 155-caliber artillery is very terrifying. Although 40 kilograms of high-explosive grenades cannot shake those permanent fortresses, a single shot from an ordinary individual soldier's anti-artillery pit will directly smash the man and his gun together, leaving only

It will leave a horrifying hole.

Facing this thing, you can only try your luck. If it explodes on your head, no matter how deep you dig the trench, you can't stop the blast. It makes no sense at all.

However, most of the little Japs retreated into the tunnels, leaving only a small number of soldiers on the position to carry on the bombardment, always paying attention to the movements on the east coast to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to attack.

The Japanese patrols were also rushing back. They did not want to be exposed as targets. Several smoke bombs were fired near Long Wenwen and the others, and soon the area was filled with choking smoke.

"Haha, if you don't see it, it's like this. They're all dead!" Long Wenwen laughed proudly.

The shelling continued, extending from the front line positions to the top of the mountain. It looked like the enemy was about to attack. The Japanese army did not dare to be careless, and all units quickly prepared for battle under the instructions of the officers.

Several artillery pieces firing high-explosive shells deliberately avoided Long Wenwen's position, but the little Japs in the semi-ring fortification closest to them did not dare to raise their heads at this moment, for fear that the shells would fall on their heads.

"Hurry up, let's go!" Long Wenwen patted Meng Fanle's shoulder, and the two of them worked together to pick up Yangdanzi and ran back.

"Zhang...Brother Zhang is in that direction." The weak Yang Danzi raised his finger with difficulty and pointed to a location, which was exactly where Zhang Liu and the others were staying.

"Let's go!" The three of them didn't stop and took advantage of the wave of smoke bombs to run forward quickly.

After walking more than 400 meters, a figure suddenly fell from a tree. Meng Fan was so frightened that he pointed his gun at him.

"It's me!" Zhang Liu shouted quickly. It would be embarrassing to make an mistake at this juncture.

"The smoke bomb is about to dissipate. Leave quickly. What about the monks? Have they left?" Long Wenwen asked quickly.

"Monk, I'm here. Will the donor receive the goods this time?" Master Shihang emerged from the grass next to him.

"Now is not the time to talk nonsense. Monk, please lead the way. We will talk when we get to a safe place."

"Okay, come with me!"

…

The artillery bombardment by the Sichuan Army lasted for 10 minutes. After pouring nearly 200 rounds of artillery shells, Liao Mingyu ordered the firing to stop.

This single shot of artillery knocked down two Japanese bunkers, but for the Japanese army with a complete defense system, it did not cause too many casualties.

However, what makes the Japanese military leaders a little confused is that today's Chinese people are quite unusual. They usually only shoot a dozen or twenty rounds at most, but today they actually fired so many shells, and they didn't see them attacking after it was over. Are they too busy?

Cannonballs are free?

"Long Wenwen should withdraw. Immediately order the radio station to notify the people in Luqiao Township and let them prepare for the response."

"Yes! Captain." Ayi immediately went to arrange for the report to be sent.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Liao Mingyu looked silently at the smoke-filled west bank, and behind him stood several senior officers of the Sichuan Army.

"The little devil can really bear it now. He was bombed like this and didn't fight back." Xing Fuquan sighed.

"Now that Japan is going to war everywhere, their entire logistics pressure is increasing, and they can no longer meet the consumption like in the early days of the war."

Chen Jize analyzed it logically, and he could see the direction of the war very clearly:

"I heard that in the recent Battle of Midway, the US military sank four Japanese heavy main aircraft carriers, and the Japanese combined fleet suffered heavy losses. The balance of this battlefield is gradually tilting."

"We can't care about other people's affairs. Let's play our own game first."

Liao Mingyu shook his head and interrupted his words, staring at Chen Jize with burning eyes: "Jize, if I let the Third Battalion be the main frontal force to attack Nantianmen, are you...confident?"

Chen Jize suddenly became energetic. He immediately stood at attention and replied loudly: "The third battalion is absolutely confident to complete the mission!"

It takes a thousand days to raise troops but only a short period of time. Although most of the third battalion is new recruits, the training during this period of time is harder than that of other troops.

Chen Jize adhered to the attitude of seizing the day if ten thousand years is too long, coupled with his unwillingness to admit defeat and his hands-on style, the soldiers of the third battalion screamed under his leadership.

"Okay!" Liao Mingyu patted him heavily on the shoulder: "If you need anything, you can ask me. I will try my best to meet all your needs."

The shame of Jingkang has not yet snowed. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed? Driving a long chariot, trampling through the gap in the Helan Mountains. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and they are laughing and talking about drinking the blood of Huns.

No one wants to be someone else's pawn, but someone has to stand up and sacrifice, right?
Chapter completed!