This is just a small Japanese unit. Even the transport vehicles in the past were only used to supply materials to the regiment in front.
That regiment had long ago made life worse than death. Even if he went to the front line, the 74th Army's repeated attacks would make them feel that not all the Central Army was incapable of fighting. How dare a regiment of them dare to do this?
Speeding up and pushing forward is not much different from risking death.
You have to wait for the big head and wait for the opponent's main force to come over.
These days, the opponent's main brigade should also be here.
When he comes over, blow up the pontoon bridge. If possible, it would be best to blow up a supply truck.
it's dark.
The two of them ate some canned food and walked towards the river under the moonlight.
The Japanese patrols may have made the night less chilly, as they lit bonfires on both sides of the river mouth. The bonfires illuminated the entire pontoon in orange, and the patrolling Japanese troops also turned on their flashlights.
Not daring to get too close, the two found a situation about 500 meters away where they could accurately see the floating bridge.
This is a small hillside, not high, only about thirty meters. Some pine trees as tall as a seven- or eight-year-old child are scattered around, and the grass is nearly half a person tall and is tilted here and there by the wind, but it can be hidden.
"Let's deploy here." Zhou Weiguo looked around, then looked at the sky. It was still early in the day, and it wouldn't take long for the two of them to move the supplies.
Hu Yong put the gun in his hand on the ground; "Okay, commander, let's go carry it."
It's easy to say, but it's really difficult to carry it. It took two trips, that is, to carry the shells and grenades. As for the artillery, if two people carried it back and forth, it would take a long time. Zhou Weiguo had no choice but to assemble the artillery again.
When they got up, Hu Yong pulled in front and Zhou Weiguo pushed from behind. The two of them pushed the artillery to the predetermined location until almost dawn.
Zhou Weiguo thumped his waist and looked at Hu Yong: "You find some grass to cover the artillery. I'll go out for a while."
Kanran hit his legs on the ground and raised his head, showing confusion: "Captain, what are you doing out there?"
Zhou Weiguo turned around and walked back the way he came; "I'll deal with the traces."
When Tian Neng could see the figure, Zhou Weiguo came back. He saw Hu Yong still lying on the ground sleeping, but did not see him. He also went to find grass in the distance, simply laid a suggested nest and went down.
He wasn't worried about the Japanese patrol coming. It was already more than 500 meters away. Even if the Japanese patrolled, they would never come to such a place.
I ate and slept, slept and ate, and just spent a day like a pig. At noon the next day, dust appeared in the distance on the other side of the river and swept up, dusting the sky over there.
"Here we come." Zhou Weiguo called out after looking at Hu Yong with his telescope, who turned his head and was caressing his belly.
When Hu Yong heard this, he turned around and opened the cannonball on the side, revealing yellow-orange cannonballs.
Looking at Hu Yong's appearance, Zhou Weiguo just smiled and looked into the distance.
The large Japanese army arrived. Led by armored vehicles and tanks, the endless khaki-colored Japanese troops marched neatly towards this side with rifles on their backs. On both sides, there were cavalrymen carrying carbines slung across their backs.
This is a brigade after all, and there is nothing unusual about equipping cavalry.
It looked like they didn't stop.
The motorcycle took the lead, followed closely by armored vehicles and tanks. As for the troops originally guarding the river, they also formed a row and stood on the roadside.
"Fuck you." Since you don't plan to stay, don't blame me for being rude.
Zhou Weiguo shouted and came to the artillery in person to adjust the artillery. Hu Yong could not help, so he could only squat on the side holding a cannonball.
At such a distance, there is almost no need to worry about the wind speed. If it exceeds one kilometer, you have to consider the wind speed and other factors. And this is only more than 500 meters, and the cannonball can land directly on it in more than a second after being fired.
"Load." Zhou Weiguo adjusted the cannon and turned to Hu Yong, who was holding the cannonball like a child.
Hu Yong knelt down on one knee and stuffed the cannonball in. He didn't understand artillery, but the cannonball could still be loaded in. As for the others, he really couldn't help. He just pushed the cannonball up.
He picked up another one and put it on the table waiting for it.
More than five hundred meters away, the sound of cars and tanks hummed together.
The enemy's motorcycles have come over, and behind them is an armored vehicle.
Five meters behind the armored vehicle is the tank.
Zhou Weiguo looked through a telescope with one hand and pressed the gun rope with the other.
Seeing that the tank had reached the middle, an armored vehicle from behind also drove over. He pulled forward hard and heard a bang.
The shells were fired.
"Load." Zhou Weiguo shouted. After Hu Yong loaded the cannonball again, Zhou Weiguo fired the cannonball again.
Two Type 92 infantry cannon shells were enough to blow up the pontoon bridge. The tank running in the middle didn't even think about it, so it fell into the water and was considered scrapped.
Still not satisfied, Zhou Weiguo made certain adjustments to the infantry artillery and aimed at the Japanese troops on the other side of the river, firing randomly.
But he didn't dare to waste time too much. He fired three rounds at the Japanese army, pulled out the grenade and threw it in the shell box. Hu Yong said to him: "Let's go, let's go. It's too late if we don't leave."
He ran back ten meters like flying.
The two squatted down in a hurry.
With a bang, the unused artillery shells and infantry artillery were shattered into pieces in the explosion.
Once the explosion is over, stand up and run.
After all, they were worried that the Japanese army would catch up, so the two of them did not dare to walk on the road. Instead, they burrowed diagonally into a place with lots of thatch for nearly 20 minutes before stopping.
It was estimated that the Japanese army could not find them either. The two of them sat down on the weeds, drank some water, ate something, and rested for half an hour before joining Tian Jing and Chen Qi.
By the time we arrived at the meeting point, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
The blood-red sunlight shines on the ground, dark red.
After two days of rest and nourishment from canned food from the Japanese army, Tian Jing's blood color has gradually recovered, but she is still a little pale.
Zhou Weiguo asked about her situation, and after confirming that there was no big problem and no infection, he looked at Chen Qi who was opening the can for the two of them; "Have the Japanese troops passed by?"
Chen Qi used a dagger to cut open the can box and handed it to Zhou Weiguo; "Come here, captain, and you will leave the next day."
Passed?
Zhou Weiguo stared blankly at the gray road in the distance, and then looked at the truck. After a long time, he took two mouthfuls of the can in his hand and sighed helplessly: "What a pity."
