"Hey, hey, is there anyone? I'm the Dragon Boat Festival. I'm panting and replying."
From the radio station, the roar of the Dragon Boat Festival came.
Now that the warship has been captured and the prisoners of war are under control, Masao Kosaka is obediently teaching the soldiers of the Independence Regiment how to use shipboard artillery.
Reporter Fang led a few soldiers to escort the prisoners of war while adding fuel to the boiler.
The water in the dock is also full, and the 10,000-ton cruiser Izumo floats and can be driven out of the dock at any time.
So, at this time, Duanwu contacted Highland 103 through the radio.
The roar as always made Yangguai giggle.
He grabbed the microphone on the radio and said quickly: "Tuanzuo, Tuanzuo, it's me, am I a sheep crutch?"
"Yangguai, hahaha, you old boy is not dead yet? Hurry up, let Lao Xie lead the people to evacuate. I robbed a warship for you. Damn it, it's full of ammunition. Now it's enough for us to play with.
Already.
Our army has turned into a navy, and I will lead you across the sea as invincible enemies. Please hurry up!"
Duanwu laughed heartily. Perhaps he himself did not expect that this time it would go so smoothly. Moreover, the little devil actually prepared enough cannonballs for him.
But then again. What if there weren’t so many shells in the Izumo’s magazine last night!
Because the ship is under maintenance, there will not be a large amount of weapons and ammunition except for test bombs.
The little devil is not a fool. Although the probability of the repaired warship being captured is almost zero. But the little devil will not carry full ammunition on the repaired warship and only leave a few shells for testing.
However, just yesterday, the ship had been repaired, and the Japanese Navy would come to take delivery of the Izumo the next day. So earlier, the artillery shells were shipped.
The magazine is full, even during the Dragon Boat Festival, I feel like I have been kissed by the goddess of luck.
At this time of the Dragon Boat Festival, he was very excited. His laughter betrayed him.
Listening to such a voice, Yangguai showed a silly smile again and replied: "Tour Leader, thank you, Deputy Tuan, and the others have left long ago, and they are almost at the port now."
"What?"
Duanwu was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Then why don't you leave?"
"hey-hey!"
Yangguai giggled, and then said: "The Japanese have arrived with a large number of reinforcements. If there is no one guarding Highland 103, no one can leave.
Tuan Zuo, don't worry, our brothers are all brave. We fought until the last moment!"
"Fool, get out of here right now. I'll use naval guns to cover you!"
Dragon Boat Festival suddenly became a little excited and yelled into the phone.
"Tuanzuo, we can't leave. We will lure the Japanese here. Tuanzuo, it's up to you from now on."
When Yangguai said this, he shouted at Lao Tie who was still singing on the top of the mountain: "Tuan Zuo, it's Tuan Zuo. Lao Tie, do you want to say something to Tuan Zuo?"
"The head is played with the drum, and the war rice is made;
Two drums, tight shirt;
Three-way drum, knife unsheathed;
Four tongs and drums, fighting each other...
coming!......"
Hearing the roar of the sheep's crutch, Lao Tie jumped down from the trench again. He didn't know the reason for his excitement, but he forgot that he was injured. At this time, Lao Tie didn't cough or wheeze.
He grabbed the microphone and said to Duanwu: "Tuanzuo, Tuanzuo, I, we won. We successfully blocked the Japanese. Our thirty-six brothers did not let a single Japanese out of the 103 Highlands."
Tuan Zuo, we didn’t embarrass you, we didn’t embarrass you,...wuwuwu!..."
At this time, Lao Tie had no idea what he should say or what he meant. He was very excited and wanted to tell Duan Wu that he had not misjudged the person. He, Lao Tie, was a warrior worth trusting.
"You coward, why are you crying at this time?"
Yangguai cursed, and then said into the microphone: "Tuanzuo, don't listen to this coward. He is just an official fan, and he even named himself a captain..."
"Hahaha, aren't you kidding me? There has to be a conductor, right?"
Lao Tie smiled awkwardly, as if he was talking to Yangguai and Dragon Boat Festival in a commonplace manner.
But who would have thought that the entire western slope of Highland 105 was already densely packed with Japanese soldiers.
The three Japanese squadrons have launched a group charge towards Highland 103 after the shelling!
On the other side of the radio station, Duanwu's eyes were red and he ordered loudly:
"Appoint Lao Tie, commander of the first battalion and second company of the Independent Regiment, and order Yangguai, commander of the third company of the independent battalion.
Order: Lao Tie, Yangguai, even if you crawl, you must crawl to the coastline for me. Immediately, immediately. Leave the 103 heights and charge towards the coastline! Charge!!!"
The roar of the Dragon Boat Festival resounded throughout the dock. Zhao Beishan heard the roar and rushed over with his people.
Duanwu turned around and roared: "Let Lao Wang set sail immediately!"
"yes!"
It was the first time that Zhao Beishan saw the group leader so angry. He quickly responded and then went to find Lao Wang to sail the boat.
The battleship whistled and made a whine.
Four large black chimneys emitted billowing smoke, and the giant ship slowly sailed out of the dock.
When we reached the sea, we turned left and directed all the large-caliber artillery on the starboard side toward Hill 103.
"Target 10 kilometers, 103 heights, full fire coverage!"
Duanwu gave a loud order and all the naval guns were activated.
Most of the people who operated the naval guns were from the navy of China's First Fleet. Although most of them had not been artillerymen before, they had the chief engineer Masao Kosaka to teach them how to fire cannons, and they quickly mastered the essentials.
"All naval guns, ready!"
Zhao Beishan acted as a messenger and loudly reported to the Dragon Boat Festival.
"fire!"
With the Dragon Boat Festival order, the naval guns were fired, and the shells flew towards the 103 heights ten kilometers away.
At the same time, the little Japanese's naval special team was celebrating with the old Japanese Major Matsuda that they had captured Highland 103.
But at this moment, several sparks ignited in the distance, extremely dazzling.
The Matsuda Japanese were curious, so they took out their binoculars and looked into the distance. A battleship was lying across the sea, and there were sparks. It was the naval guns that were firing continuously.
Major Matsuda's expression suddenly froze and his eyes widened.
Matsuda roared loudly, but before his voice could be heard, a 200 mm caliber artillery shell exploded next to him.
The huge explosion rolled with heat waves, and the terrifying impact directly tore apart everything nearby.
At this moment, the soil was churning, rising more than thirty meters into the sky.
Blood and pungent smoke filled the air.
But then, all the Japs standing on Hill 103, and all the sounds, disappeared. All that could be seen were mushroom clouds rising into the sky, and the torn bodies of the Japs being thrown everywhere.
In just one round of shelling, three meters of Hill 103 were cut off, and more than half of the Japs were killed or injured! . . .