On the north bank of the Yangtze River, at coordinate 7750, the Xichuan Regiment was besieged by the Chinese army.

"Captain, captain!" (Japanese) the adjutant hurriedly ran into the command post on the high ground and saluted Nishikawa Kishi who was sitting on several empty ammunition boxes.

"Has the verification been completed? How much food and ammunition do we have left?" (Japanese) Nishikawagishi asked.

"It's not much anymore. The food can last for one day, and the ammunition is half the base." (Japanese) the adjutant replied.

"Why is there only so much?" (Japanese) Nishikawagishi asked strangely, "Aren't our transport planes airdropping supplies and ammunition to us these days?" (Japanese) The adjutant grimaced and said helplessly: "We

The area occupied by the wing is not very large. In addition, there are strong winds of level 5 to level 6 every day in the Yangtze River Basin this season. Most of the supplies and ammunition dropped by transport planes have been blown to the area controlled by the China Army. Some supplies have been blown by the strong wind.

It even flew directly into the Yangtze River. The Wutong Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army that besieged us seemed to have discovered that we were now short of ammunition, and increased the intensity and density of our attacks from last night. Our ammunition consumption was really too great." (Japanese)

"Assholes, cunning Chinese people!" (Japanese) Nishikawa Kishi angrily slapped the table next to him, "Instruct all ministries to save ammunition and prepare for a breakout. Signal Corps, request artillery support from our warships on the Yangtze River. Forget it, I

Personally request artillery support." (Japanese)

Unfortunately, the fire support ship he requested happened to be the one that Song Yuanming and the others had just obtained. After determining the coordinates of the Japanese troops, Song Yuanming ordered the gunfire to be fired at full speed.

"Great, our support has arrived, warriors, prepare to break out!!!" (Japanese) Hearing the roar of large-caliber naval gun shells in the air, Nishikawagishi laughed crazily, drew his katana and shouted.

"Everyone, be careful, the Japanese warships have started shelling!" Lin Xuan heard the heart-stopping roar from the outer position and asked everyone to take cover quickly.

"Boom -" When the first naval gun shell landed, Nishikawa Kishi's smile froze directly on his face. The shell fell steadily into the mortar position in the middle of the position, and then there was a big explosion and a huge fireball.

It exploded in the middle of the position, and the shock wave directly tore apart several Japanese soldiers around it. There was a fire, and a few mortar shells exploded in the fierce fire, triggering a more serious secondary explosion.

Immediately afterwards, large-caliber naval gun shells poured down like raindrops. There were explosions on the Japanese position, and painful wails could be heard endlessly. The injured Japanese soldiers were rolling on the ground. At this time, they really felt,

Death turns out to be so beautiful.

"Asshole! Idiot navy, where are they firing at?" (Japanese) Nishikawagishi was furious, threw himself next to the radio station, and grabbed the microphone: "You idiots, you have hit us on the head, please extend the artillery fire!"

Hurry!" (Japanese)

"Captain, be careful!!!" (Japanese) Another scream symbolizing death came from the air, and the adjutant hurriedly pushed down the commander Nishikawa Kishi. "Boom--" A shell landed impartially in the center of the command post.

Amidst the huge explosion, shrapnel flew across the sky, flames shot into the sky, and the powerful shock wave blew away the radio station, command table, maps and other items in the command post. The wooden pillars supporting the camouflage net around were shattered, "Crack."

"With a crisp sound, the wooden pillar fell over, and the camouflage net slowly floated down, covering the adjutant and commander Nishikawa Kishi who had been killed in the explosion.

"Commander, look, all the Japanese artillery shells have fallen on their own position." A soldier saw the Japanese position opposite being covered by his own warship's gunfire, clapped his hands and shouted.

"Lin Tuan, what's going on? Are there traitors among the little devils?" An Qing didn't understand either and said strangely.

"I think I know what's going on." Lin Xuan smiled heartily, "An Qing, it's all thanks to your husband."

"What are you talking about..." An Qing's pretty face turned red, but her beautiful eyes widened in the next second, "You mean - this cannon... was fired by Song Yuanming

of?"

"Only he has this ability." Lin Xuan pulled out the bayonet from his waist and stuck it on the barrel of the gun. "Brothers, kill the Japanese! Don't let any of them escape!"

Yangtze River, on the destroyer.

"Boss, this shot was so damn good, do we want to do it again?" King Tiger wiped the sweat from his forehead caused by excitement.

"Let's play a ball. With this one shot of our artillery, all the Japanese on the battlefield will be killed. If we fire again, the shells will hit our own heads. Let's get on the small boat and go to this 7750

Look at the results." Song Yuanming laughed and rolled his eyes, "Tiger King, bring me the tnt."

"Boss, what do you want with that yellow pimple?" Tiger King took out a piece of TNT from his backpack and threw it to him.

"Deploy booby traps." Song Yuanming pulled out two wires from the wiring area under the bridge, connected the two ends with electric detonators, and then inserted the electric detonators into the TNT.

"Is this it?" Everyone asked, seeing how simple his arrangement was, "Isn't this too simple?"

"Deploy a booby trap. The simpler it is, the more effective it is. These two wires are the ignition switch for the little devils. As long as they take the key to sail the ship, the electric detonator will be triggered, and the bridge will be blown to pieces. The ship will be blown to pieces.

, it will be scrapped.”

After setting up the booby traps, Song Yuanming and his team members boarded the small boat on the destroyer and rowed towards the shore. According to the map, 7750 was only 180 meters away from here, so they would be there in a short time.

After walking less than ten meters ashore, I heard a deafening explosion coming from the Yangtze River.

"Boss, you are so sly... Oh, booby traps are really useful." A sniper gave a thumbs up.

"That's natural, otherwise I could be your boss?" Song Yuanming was not polite, "Hey, who will hit me?"

At 7750, Lin Xuan and the others were cleaning the battlefield. In the nearby jungle, Masao Sakata was constantly shuttling through the forest like a lone wolf. He was attracted by the earth-shattering sound of cannons just now.

"Hey, who is the leader here?" Song Yuanming's broken gong voice shouted from far away. Lin Xuan on the high ground and Masao Sakata in the forest were both attracted by this voice.

People are familiar with the Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties.

"Old Song, we are really destined to meet each other again." Lin Xuan waved to Song Yuanming. Song Yuanming looked at Lin Xuan in front of him: "Didn't you go to harass the Japanese? Why did you appear in Jiangbei?"

"Hey, don't mention it. Even if these devils back off, I'm going to hit my guns. Those good things you got for our independent group, we went to the devils desperately, and then left them here.

.”

"You're lucky. These devils were driven to the point of jumping over the wall by you, and they all started to call in naval gunfire to attack. Fortunately, I took down the ship, otherwise, it would have been enough for you to drink." Song Yuanming laughed.

He said.

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you to a drink when you get back. You guys have helped me a lot this time." Lin Xuan said and was about to leave.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Song Yuanming was surprised. Lin Xuan pointed behind Song Yuanming and continued to run away. When Song Yuanming looked back, An Qing was looking at him with a picturesque look, her eyes full of tenderness and affection.

"My dear wife, you miss me so much." Song Yuanming pulled An Qing into his arms in a bear hug and spun him around in the air a few times. His eyes were suddenly attracted by a red spot on the back of An Qing's neck: "Wife, what are you doing?

?Are you hurt?"

"What? I'm not injured." An Qing reached out and touched the back of her neck, "Idiot, that's a birthmark. Have you endured hardship recently? Have you missed me?"

"There must be hardships. With such a beautiful wife not by my side, do you think it's hard or not?"

"I hate you." An Qing punched him.

In the forest, Masao Sakata had already raised the Type 97 sniper rifle in his hand, and the crosshair was already aimed at Song Yuanming. "Bang -" a muffled sound sounded in the forest, and a golden bullet flew straight towards Song Yuanming. Maybe.

God didn't want Song Yuanming to die prematurely. A strong wind of level 6 blew by, blowing the bullet a few points, and it flew past Song Yuanming. "Puff——" A soldier was shot in the arm by this bullet.

.

"Ah——" the soldier wailed.

"Hygienist, hurry up!" Song Yuanming dragged the soldier into the trench, "Everyone is hiding, there are snipers!!!" He protected An Qing by his side, while he leaned forward and looked into the forest. The jungle was silent, who knew what was going on?

Where is the damn sniper hiding? Song Yuanming felt a little anxious. Suddenly, a bright light attracted his attention. The crosshair was quickly locked, and the parameters were corrected according to the wind speed and direction. "Puff——" there was a soft sound, and the bullet passed by

A ray of light hit the bright light. "Crash--" The sound of the mirror breaking reached his ears, damn! False target!!!
Chapter completed!