As soon as the gunfire rang out, the entire battlefield fell into panic.
Half of the Japanese squadron turned around and started firing into the dense forest behind them. The machine gun positions were filled with flames, and the sound of gunfire was deafening.
The deputy of the second battalion was so suppressed by the opponent's blow that he hid in the woods and could not get out. The dense bullets and strong wind made it impossible for you to raise your head.
"Second Battalion Deputy, this is not okay!"
The soldier next to the battalion deputy shouted this.
The deputy of the second battalion did not answer. He really had no better way. They were fully equipped with machine guns and rifles, and the entire second battalion's machine guns were in the second company. They had no room for resistance. Now it was up to Xu Ruifeng to fight this battle.
"Shut up!"
The deputy of the second battalion turned around and shouted: "It disturbs my army's morale and destroys you!"
He was also anxious, but he could only vent the evil fire on the warriors during this time period.
On the plain blocked by cars, Xu Ruifeng lay in the trench and calculated in his mind as the gunshots fired. He was not calculating the opponent's firepower, but also calculating the range of firepower. He used the distance of the gunshots to calculate the opponent's investment in dealing with the second battalion deputy.
How many troops.
When the scope of the opponent's gunshots became louder and louder, Xu Ruifeng could probably imagine how many Japanese soldiers were taking action behind the invisible truck. At this time, he shouted behind him: "Xu Jiulong, you are a bastard."
It’s time to become famous!”
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
A squad of soldiers pulled and pulled Xu Jiulong out like a tracker on the river bank, while Xu Jiulong used the eye-jumping method to measure the distance like an uncle.
The second he looked at the distance, he was almost chanting sutras, muttering words that no one could understand: "The distance is one hundred and fifty meters, the elevation angle is 35°..."
After adjusting the angle of the muzzle, Xu Jiulong turned around and shouted: "Golden Pimple!"
The soldiers held the golden cannonball and stuffed it into the barrel, and then—boom!
A cannon shot!
At that second, the entire battlefield was shocked. No one could have imagined that these mud-legged people could actually take out cannons.
Xu Ruifeng's eyes were fixed on the battlefield, waiting for the explosion sound when the shells fell...
boom!!!!
A loud noise happened to be heard at this time, and the ground really started to move as if it was trembling, and a huge ball of fire exploded from the Japanese position, and hoarse screams came one after another.
Woo!
The airflow carried by the explosion directly overturned a car that was blocking the front of the Japanese army as a bunker, and several other trucks were also blown around. When Xu Ruifeng looked through the gap, he saw that the trench dug by the Japanese army was covered with fire in the middle.
A huge black pit was blown up, and there were flames burning on the pit.
After Xu Jiulong directly fired the shell, it crossed the bunker and landed on the enemy's position at the moment it fell. It completely created a low arc. A low arc that just passed over the truck and exploded on the enemy's position!
A sound of artillery fire completely silenced most of the Japanese army's firearms. The Japanese have never suffered such a brutal artillery attack since they set foot in Middle-earth. Their troops have never experienced the enemy firing artillery shells into the position. This is still
First time.
"Xu Jiulong, well done!"
Xu Ruifeng let out a deep sigh. The artilleryman that the second battalion commander found for him was really not from Xibei. He really had something to do with it. Although he was usually not very impressive, if you asked him about the things on the cannon, he would not know.
The answer is very simple, but the actual operation is not soft at all.
Just like Xu Ruifeng once asked Xu Jiulong: "How do you play with the gun?"
Xu Jiulong said with an honest smile: "Just play with arcs and curves. If you have these things in your head, you can be an artilleryman. If you don't, no matter how hard you practice, it will be in vain."
Xu Ruifeng could hear from Xu Jiulong's words what he meant when the Golden Sword Protector taught him the Bagua. Every sentence he said was extremely simple, but the truth was clear.
Si Baozi looked back at Xu Jiulong who was very proud of himself: "Master, we have a baby bump."
He also understood how useful Xu Jiulong, a man with no strength and who looked extremely thin, was.
…
"Cut him!"
After Lao Yanqiang rushed out of the battlefield, he held a Japanese soldier's head sideways with his armpits and stabbed his throat several times with a knife. The soldiers behind him also rushed into the enemy's artillery position.
None of them fired a shot, for fear of causing irreversible danger, which proved that this battle was bound to become very cruel.
The Japanese soldiers from the artillery position rushed up, and the two groups mixed together at an extremely fast speed. One of the Japanese soldiers fiercely bumped his shoulder into the arms of our soldiers while running, knocking him down. Immediately afterwards, three
Four bayonets were pierced.
The soldier failed to stand up and no one even looked at him while he was lying on the ground. At this time, everyone was busy with the Japanese fighting hard and had no time to pay attention to anyone or anything else.
He was lying on the ground very calmly, blinking his eyelids once and twice slowly, and blood kept coming out of the corner of his mouth. Finally, as if he saw something, he watched the white clouds floating in the sky and slowly lost consciousness.
When Lao Yanqiang and a Japanese were tearing each other's hair and stuffing a dagger into each other's abdomen, another Japanese soldier strangled his neck from behind. When Lao Yanqiang saw someone wearing a gray military uniform beside him,
The soldier immediately shouted: "Cut him!"
He didn't say who he was going to chop, but his comrades understood instantly and took the kitchen knife and chopped directly at the Japanese soldier's neck muscle behind Lao Yanqiang. The knife was stuck directly on the tibia.
The moment the pressure on his neck lost, Lao Yanqiang stabbed the Japanese soldier in front of him several times again. He watched the opponent staring with his eyes and pouting fiercely before slowly getting up. Because the Japanese man's hand on his hair had been released.
Except for a bunch of curved black hair left on it, all the tendons seemed to be straightened.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Hurry up and seize the artillery position. The deputy of the second battalion doesn't have any men, so he won't be able to hold on for long. Hurry up!"
Lao Yanqiang, with his bald head, shouted loudly. He was the one standing at the highest point and had the clearest control over the battlefield environment. If the Japanese in the trench really tried their best to charge up the mountain, the second battalion deputy would definitely not be able to carry them.
Look, these Japanese people don't dare to move right now because they are frightened by the cannon, but how long can they hold on?
…
"Haven't you ever fought in a war?"
Yamamoto yelled at the position: "I haven't shouted to stop shooting yet, why can't I hear gunshots!"
"You are still not soldiers trained by the empire!"
"Do you still have the willpower that a soldier should have?"
"Why did one cannonball make you surrender?"
"shot!"
"Kill these people, kill them!"
When the group of Japanese soldiers were woken up by the scolding, the gunshots resumed instantly, and the deputy of the second battalion poked his head out of the woods to take a look, and pressed him back with a bullet.
"Ozuka!"
"Otsuka Yoshiro!"
A Japanese officer heard the shouting while directing the battle from the rear, ran over, and immediately bowed in front of Yamamoto: "Squadron Captain."
Yamamoto held his shoulders with both hands and said seriously: "I order you to rush up the mountain to stabilize the artillery position. Before that, I hope you know that as long as we still have the artillery position in our hands, we can win the battle.
In this war, if the artillery positions are lost... we will no longer be the bait to attract the enemy's main force, but will immediately become cannon fodder that will be overwhelmed by the enemy."
"Hi!"
"Have you seen it?"
Yamamoto pointed to his artillery position and said: "Did you see that there was no gunshot fired on our artillery position?"
"This shows that they dare not shoot at all for fear of triggering a chain reaction."
"Do you understand?"
"In this world, whoever dares to compete with death is the winner. Go and fight them back!"
"go!"
Otsuka Yoshiro rushed to the position, grabbed a machine gun, grinned and shouted: "For the Emperor!"
Yamamoto cooperated very well and shouted: "For the emperor!"
When Kozuka rushed out of the Japanese position, Yamamoto immediately shouted: "Pull out all the bullets in your guns and cover Kozuka!!!"
In an instant, the bullets from the Japanese army's position poured into the forest like a torrent, as dense as raindrops, let alone shooting. The deputy company of the second battalion could not stop them. He hid behind the tree in a hurry and stamped his feet, cursing: "
Lao Xu, now you can save your grandma some shells, and you can blast her for me!" This chapter has been completed!