君が世は

Chiyo and Yachiyo

さざれ石の

亓となりて

Moss's raw material"

The Japanese in the escort team were in a good mood and sang songs all the way into Liujiawa.

"Damn it, Kimiyo has already sung it, and I'll send you all to the West in a moment!"

Chu Xiong muttered, he had learned Japanese in later generations, and he could speak many local dialects very authentically.

"Company commander, what are the Japanese screaming?"

Shitou asked curiously. He was really not very competent as a guard. He was too curious and talked too much.

This is the red kid brought by Shitou from the Dabie Mountains. Despite his stupidity, he is very skilled in his skills. He is an authentic disciple of the Wudang Mountain layman.

"The funeral song of the Japanese! They sing this song when they bury someone in their hometown!"

Chu Xiong's words are like an imperial edict in Shitou, and he believes everything he says.

"Company commander, we will fire a few cannons at them and see them off. This is what we in Dabie Mountains pay attention to!"

Shi Shi's words made Chu Xiong couldn't help but laugh. This idiot actually knew how to be humorous.

"Shitou, please keep an eye on the instructor while we charge. I'll be fine here!"

Yang Wei, a scholar, always likes to rush to the front when charging. He just picks up a bench and rushes to the front like Lao Maozi in the movie.

Bullets don't have long eyes, and Chu Xiong doesn't want to lose his partner too early.

Shitou was not happy when he heard this, and said with a pinched neck:

"Company Commander——"

"Excuting an order!"

Chu Xiong blocked Shitou's words directly in his throat.

The Japanese convoy finally entered the ambush area, and Huzi wisely closed his noisy mouth.

Chu Xiong silently counted the time for the explosion in his mind. If it didn't explode after that time, he would have to use gunshots to give the order to attack.

Always have a second plan!

Fortunately, the comrade responsible for the detonation did not let him down.

boom!

Almost when Long Qianli counted down to zero, the explosion came as promised, like the sound of nature.

When Masao Watanabe was following Iguchi Fuki, he suddenly heard a huge explosion, and almost at the same time they both felt themselves flying...

The first car they were riding in was thrown one meter high by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and then rolled over on its side. Dozens of Japanese on board were also thrown everywhere.

Heavy casualties!

"Baga, enemy attack!"

Watanabe, whose head was bruised and bleeding from the collision, actually managed to save his life. Inoguchi's life was not so good. He was thrown out and was crushed under the overturning car, and his brains were squeezed out.

The explosion was the command. Before the Japanese could react, dark objects fell from the sky on both sides of the road.

"Baga, grenade!"

Too late!

The explosion time of a grenade is only seven seconds. In order to pursue the effect after the explosion, many people pull the ring and delay for three seconds before throwing it.

It exploded just as it landed on top of the Japs' heads, covering almost the entire carriage with flying shrapnel.

Each of the three personnel carriers withstood dozens of grenades in the first wave of attacks, resulting in heavy casualties.

Some of the surviving Japanese soldiers jumped out of the vehicles and relied on the wreckage of the vehicles to fight.

Another round of grenades was thrown over...

Another round

Boom boom boom

The Japs were once again enveloped in the dust and smoke stirred up by the explosion, and another group fell.

After three rounds of grenades, there were not many people left.

Chu Xiong overestimated the Japs' ability to withstand attacks.

On average, the Japs in one car received hundreds of grenades, three per capita. Chu Xiong was a bit of a loser. If the regiment commander knew that he had to be dismissed as the company commander.

Chu Xiong aimed at a sergeant who was trying to gather some skirmishers, gently pulled the trigger, and didn't look at him again.

Because that person is already dead!

After Chu Xiong loaded another bullet, he gave the order to charge.

More than a hundred soldiers from the second and third platoons quickly rushed onto the road. Chu Xiong killed two more Japs during the charge. When he tried to fight again, there were no Japs left standing.

The remaining Japs in the last car tried to escape from the gourd mouth, but were eliminated by the third platoon. The third platoon who tied their pockets only caught a few small shrimps that slipped through the net.

The characteristic of ambush warfare is speed!

Don't give the Japanese any time to react, just finish the job quickly.

"Company Commander, there is another official here!"

Watanabe was surrounded by stones and several soldiers. He was seen holding a command knife in both hands and mumbling words that Hu Zi could not understand.

Shitou is ready to pull out the ghost head knife from his back...

When Chu Xiong saw it, he shot him directly in the head.

"You still want to have a sword duel? Go to Amaterasu and find someone to compete with!"

After Chu Xiong muttered, his eyes stared at the stone, as if he was about to curse.

When Shitou saw that the situation was not good, he quickly defended:

"Company commander, we are not men enough with guns like this!"

"Shitou, you are capable, aren't you? You are a martial arts swordsman, how can you compare your swords with others? Go to the cook and bear the blame for three days!"

"What are you still doing? Cleaning up the battlefield!"

Chuxiong can't tolerate Hu Zi's problem. If he can solve it with a gun, he will definitely not use cold weapons.

The ease of the Liujiawa ambush battle exceeded Chu Xiong's expectations, and the rewards exceeded his expectations. No wonder the martyrs like to fight ambush battles.

"Company Commander, I'm getting rich! I'm getting rich!"

Stone climbed onto the transport truck and shouted excitedly. He really doesn't have a long memory.

"Shitou, you're the only country bumpkin with a loud voice who has never seen the world!"

Chu Xiong laughed and cursed and jumped into the carriage. This time it was his turn to be uneasy.

"Nah, 97-type 81 cannon!"

Chu Xiong also transformed into a country bumpkin who has never seen the world!

This small steel cannon has just been equipped with the Japanese, and it is probably transported to the Japanese field brigade or regiment.

A total of 4 doors!

No wonder Chu Xiong is not calm, mortars are a good thing.

If it were a 75mm howitzer or a 92 infantry gun, Chu Xiong wouldn't be so excited. He can't play with these things now.

In mobile warfare and guerrilla warfare, especially in the mountains of southeastern Shanxi, this small steel cannon is much better than the infantry cannon, and even surpasses the mountain cannon.

Information about this mortar popped into his mind:

Type 97 81mm mortar, commonly known as small steel cannon, service years: 1937-1945

Caliber:81.4mm

Barrel length: 1269mm (l15.6)

Gun weight: 22.4kg

Compatible ammunition types: grenades, arson bombs, smoke bombs, chemical bombs, illumination bombs

Projectile weight: 3.33kg

Maximum range: 2850m

The biggest advantage of this gun is that it is easy to carry. With a total of more than 20 kilograms of barrel and base, two people can carry it and run.

Four mortars are enough to form an artillery platoon. This enemy-fighting bean tank can knock down a nest with one shot. No wonder Long Qianli became calm after seeing such a sharp weapon.

There are more than twenty boxes of cannonballs. It seems that we need to find a place to bury some of them.

There were too many things seized this time, including five trucks, in addition to the standard equipment of the two teams, a large amount of canned beef, field rations, dried meat, cotton-padded clothes, and most of all, bullets and grenades.

Chu Xiong knew how to drive, so he found a few people who knew how to drive, and drove away together with the car. He had to hide in the forest before dark.
Chapter completed!