Chen Quan shouted angrily: "Wang Hao, what do you want to do? This is a war, what are you causing trouble here?"

Wang Hao was even more angry: "It's so flat here, why dig trenches here?"

Yes, when he saw the sword in his previous life, Wang Hao couldn't understand why Li Yunlong was digging trenches in such a flat place.

Is this because he's afraid that the little devil won't rush fast enough?

Facts also proved that in the end, the Independent Regiment was beaten to a pulp.

Trenches must be dug on a slope. It is most beneficial to one's side to let the little devils attack from their backs.

Shen Quan was speechless because he knew that what Wang Hao said was reasonable.

However, this is the order of the leader!

Wang Hao said loudly: "Quickly, let the comrades move to the mountain behind and dig."

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Shen Quan didn't know what to do.

At this time, Zhao Gang ran over.

"You have stopped doing everything, why don't you start digging?"

Wang Hao hurriedly walked up and said to Zhao Gang: "Political Commissar, digging trenches here won't work. It's peaceful here. The Japs came with a single charge."

Zhao Gang said: "This is the order of the regiment commander. This place is convenient for the cavalry to maneuver."

It turns out that this is the case. No wonder in the original work, the entire cavalry company was wiped out.

Wang Hao said quickly: "Political commissar, the Japanese also have cavalry, and there is a whole cavalry regiment here! We can't take advantage here."

"What?"

Zhao Gang was suddenly shocked and felt that his whole body was not well.

He quickly shouted loudly: "Comrades, stop digging now. Go to the mountain behind, find a place suitable for digging trenches, and dig again."

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Shen Quan agreed and quickly left here with the people.

Zhao Gang looked at Wang Hao and said: "Comrade Wang Hao, the information you provided is too precious for us. Otherwise, our independent group will suffer a big loss this time."

Wang Hao said: "Political Commissar, don't say any polite words. Let's go and go help."

Zhao Gang said anxiously: "Wang Hao, what are you doing? Didn't the leader tell you that you can act alone? Why are you following us?"

Wang Hao said: "Political Commissar, I know what you are thinking. However, our special forces are also members of an independent group. How can we run away alone and live in an ignoble way?"

Yes, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang meant to let Wang Hao and his special team move freely.

In fact, I just don't want Wang Hao and others to explain here together with them.

In the eyes of Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, Li Yunlong can die, and Zhao Gang can sacrifice himself. Only Wang Hao and his special team cannot die.

If Wang Hao survives, it will have a huge impact on the entire Eighth Route Army. They can't be so selfish and take them to explain here.

Yes, unlike the original work, this time, Li Yunlong is ready to fight the little devil.

In the original work, the reason why Li Yunlong ran away was because his strength did not allow it.

But things were different now. He didn't want to be chased around by the little devils. He just wanted to have a tough fight with the little devils and show off the prestige of an independent group.

When Zhao Gang heard Wang Hao's words, he immediately became anxious. Who said this guy was stupid? He was smarter than anyone else!

"Wang Hao, you are a special force, how can you follow us in positional warfare? This is absolutely not possible."

Yes, it is a real loss to use special forces to fight positional warfare.

Wang Hao quickly comforted him and said: "Political Commissar, don't worry! Our special forces can not only carry out sneak attacks, but can also fight positional warfare."

"No, that's not how he uses these soldiers. Wang Hao, follow my order, take your special team and get out of here immediately."

Yes, Zhao Gang even used bad words.

"Political Commissar, don't worry, just listen to me. I have a way to fight positional warfare. Let's do this, then do that..."

Wang Hao talked to Zhao Gang for a long time, and Zhao Gang finally reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, I'll see if your method works. If it doesn't work, get out of here right away. Okay?"

Wang Hao nodded and said: "Hey, my political commissar is still sensible. If the leader of my family comes, he will definitely scold me."

"You brat, you are not allowed to arrange leadership."

On the rolling mountains, a trench was dug for more than three kilometers.

Wang Hao stood on the mountain and personally directed the soldiers to dig trenches.

If it were a normal trench in this era, it would definitely be one on top of the other, arranged in several rows, to ensure that the firepower was strong enough.

But Wang Hao's trenches are just one way.

As a result, to ensure sufficient firepower, the soldiers must stand side by side and fire.

The disadvantage of this is that the firepower is not enough. In addition, any enemy who shoots at them may hit someone because they are too densely packed side by side.

But Zhao Gang believed in Wang Hao and ordered everyone to dig like this.

After Li Yunlong secured the artillery position, he ran back.

As a result, there was not a single soldier left in the place he arranged.

He quickly came over with his people, and when he saw Wang Hao here, he immediately stared.

"Wang Hao, why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to let you move freely with your special forces team?"

Wang Hao had no choice but to look at Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang came up and grabbed Li Yunlong and said, "Old Li, come here and listen to me."

Zhao Gang pulled Li Yunlong into fooling around, and then he stopped Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong pointed at Wang Hao and said: "You brat, listen to my orders when the fight starts. When I tell you to leave, get out of here immediately. Do you hear me?"

Wang Hao nodded and said weakly: "I heard it."

But I'm thinking in my heart, you'll get sick later, so you still have the time to control me?

Yes, it was in this battle that Li Yunlong almost died of illness. It was precisely because of his illness that the cavalry company was killed by the Japs.

The soldiers worked hard all day and finally dug the trench.

Li Yunlong stood on the top of the mountain, looking at a trench that was almost four kilometers long, and said: "The 29th Brigade, right? Come on! I, Li Yunlong, will have a good fight with you tomorrow."

The little devil did not disappoint Li Yunlong. The next morning, the little devil showed up.

Sure enough, as Wang Hao said, if the little devils are one meter apart, there will be one little devil.

They lined up in several long lines, crossing mountains and rivers, like a big net, slowly walking towards the position.

With such a big net, let alone a group of people, even if you only have one or two people, you will not be able to escape their search.

Li Yunlong held a telescope and watched the little Japanese a thousand meters away slowly approaching them.

"Damn it, these little devils really paid a big price. They did this just to eliminate an independent group of mine."

As he said that, he put down his binoculars and took out a pack of cigarettes.

"Mom, little devil, you go slowly! I'll smoke a cigarette and wait for you. Come on, brothers, whoever wants it, get it yourself."

Li Yunlong took out one and gave the rest to the soldiers who knew how to smoke.

The soldiers immediately became happy and started to smoke noisily.

Wang Hao and Duan Peng also had one stick each and leaned against the trench to start smoking.

Li Yunlong took out a puff of cigarette, spit out the cigarette fragments in his mouth, and said: "Which of your special forces has the best marksmanship?"

Everyone immediately looked at Wang Hao.

Li Yunlong was stunned. Everyone said that this guy was good at shooting, but Li Yunlong had never seen him before.

"Wang Hao, tell me! How many meters away can you hit a Japanese enemy here?"

Wang Hao said: "With a Springfield rifle, if you have time to aim and shoot, the hit rate will be 80% within 800 meters."

I had a great time.

Everyone present had their eyes widened, and even Zhao Gang felt incredible.

Although there is a quadruple scope on the Springfield rifle, 800 meters is equivalent to 200 meters.

However, that is a theoretical statement.

It is definitely much easier to hit a Japanese enemy 200 meters away with a 38-meter rifle than to hit a Japanese enemy 800 meters away with a Springfield rifle.

Well, this is not a conceptual question at all.

Have you ever heard that a slight difference can lead to a loss of thousands of miles?

Of course, there are many things to pay attention to when hitting an object 800 meters away.
To be continued...