Nan Zhongmei thought for a long time and could only think of one word to describe the Japanese army on the opposite side.
Pitiful.
They vowed to hold off the troops here for several hours, but in the end, they could only get one result, and they didn't know how they died.
Smoke was already rising in the distance, and the aroma of the food wafted out from the smoke.
It is said that the food of the Japanese army is good. In fact, this is also a misunderstanding. Nowadays, the troops stationed in the rear who are well fed can't really be distributed according to the daily rations. They eat what they have. How can they be picky.
When dinner was served on the opposite side, the same order was served here. However, Zhou Weiguo gave one order: within five minutes, the entire regiment should finish eating and then enter the position to prepare for combat.
When the meal was served, pig blood water was mixed with Japanese canned food and dried vegetable broth, plus fragrant braised pork. These were things you couldn't eat on a daily basis.
Yamadajima is very good at cooking, and he uses various tricks to make the soldiers of the special agent group eat better.
In his words, even if he is going to die, he cannot let the soldiers in front repeat themselves monotonously.
Of course, he himself had a fat head and big ears. He would not miss a big meal, and most of the people in the military commissary department were like this.
"Eat quickly." Zhou Weiguo picked up the meat and gave it to the people in front of him, then put it into his own bowl with pig's juice and pulled it.
After a few big bites of food, Zhou Weiguo lit a cigarette and stood at the entrance of the bunker.
"Across the way, dinner is ready." Zhou Weiguo noticed someone around him and asked lightly.
Nan Zhongmei turned her head and glanced at him. "You asked knowingly, you were a few minutes ahead of time, now it counts."
She raised her wrist and looked at the time. There were still two minutes left before the soldier had finished eating.
"Are you ready to attack?"
"It's not an attack, you should say, this is a parade." Zhou Weiguo crossed his arms and looked at Xu Hu, who also put down his job.
Xu Hu stood up and took out the cannonballs. There were five cannonballs in total.
This kind of artillery shells fired by mortars will be fired at the front with the help of artillery fire cover during the attack later.
On the Sichuan Army side, Zhou Weiguo had already said hello, and if a fight broke out, they would run away. After all, they didn't have gas masks, so don't watch the show here. Don't watch, you will risk your life.
"Let's attack." Seeing Xu Hu reaching the front, Zhou Weiguo turned to look at Nan Zaolinzi who was sitting in front of the phone. Nan Zaolinzi dialed the number of the artillery company.
It didn't take long.
The artillery took action.
The artillery shells began to hit the Japanese army's position.
When the artillery shells were bombing, Xu Hu led the people and rushed forward.
Shangjing was eating when a shell suddenly fell, causing his lunch box to be covered with a layer of ash.
There was nothing left to eat, so Shangjing closed the lunch box and raised his head to look over.
The opponent's artillery was attacking him. Faintly, he could see soldiers in blue and gray uniforms moving forward.
"They really know how to find time. They don't even bother to clean up their meals. Do they think they are really so easy to bully?"
Imperial soldiers, even in the toilet, are still vigilant. They want to use this time to attack themselves. The leader of the special agent group does have some skills, but if he wants to deal with himself in this petty theft method, it is still difficult.
It's really just that little bit worse.
When the Sichuan Army saw the attack, they immediately began to withdraw their troops to the rear.
When Shangjing received the news, he was a little confused by the other party's move.
He paused for a moment before smoking a cigarette, turned around and asked in confusion, "You...what did you say? The Sichuan Army has evacuated."
You must be sick, why would they evacuate at this time?
"Yes, your Excellency, Captain, they are evacuating now."
Strange, how could they evacuate? Could it be that they were so sure that the special agents could break through their positions, or that the Sichuan Army had received the news and wanted to go around from the side.
Even so, they shouldn't evacuate now.
What's going on?
Xu Hu has arrived at the front. He placed the mortar, looked at the soldiers beside him, adjusted it slightly, and narrowed his eyes; "Hurry up, the artillery won't support us for long."
He put on the gas mask, and the other soldiers quickly put on their gas masks and squatted next to him.
Five shells were fired in less than a moment.
After the low explosion, Xu Hu did not dare to raise his head. He really wanted to see what was going on in front of him. However, he thought that if he raised his head, it would be uneconomical to be hit by a stray bullet, so he gave up the idea.
Shangjing noticed something falling around him, but he didn't pay attention. After all, the opponent with mortars must have moved forward. He just ordered the front line to pay attention and prevent people from outside from rushing up.
He paid no attention to the low explosion sound until several soldiers around him covered their necks and rolled back and forth in the trench.
what happened?
Before Shangjing could figure it out, his breathing suddenly became unsmooth. He tried his best to block his nose and said loudly: "Poison gas bomb, poison gas bomb."
The people around him became panicked, and the adjutant quickly took a gas bomb and put it on his head.
Almost suffocated to death, he quickly took several breaths and looked around.
He had gas masks, but some of his soldiers were obviously not prepared for these, and many of them had already fallen to the ground. Even if some people reacted quickly and took out towels or something, those things were of little use.
A cry of death rang out. Shangjing turned his head and looked into the distance.
At this moment, the artillery had stopped shelling, and countless soldiers from the special service group rushed over like a mountain torrent.
Shangjing felt an urge to cry.
He also swore to the brigade leader that he would definitely stop the opponent.
However, this opponent was just the first attack, and he couldn't stop it.
"How much does the other party hide?"
He really wanted to cry. Why, what had happened to him? Not only did they have anti-aircraft machine guns and field artillery, they also had poison gas bombs.
This... this is the division commander coming, I'm afraid he can't stop him.
The adjutant beside him was also on the verge of crying. He pulled Shangjing away and said, "Your Excellency, Wing Commander, it's time for us to evacuate."
Evacuate?
Kamei looked at the adjutant beside him bitterly. He suddenly didn't know where he should go.
His military career is gone. Not only is his military career gone, Yoshida will definitely kill himself.
He...he is going to die.
"I...where can I go?" Shangjing was about to cry without tears. He really didn't know where to go.
