Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 404: Bad luck to explode
2 am!
In the wilderness of Jiangnan, in the middle of two hills, a bright bonfire was burning brightly, illuminating the face of Sano Kota, the captain of the 36rd Infantry Regiment of the 23th Infantry Brigade sitting on the ground around the bonfire.

As Ushijima Mitsu's confidant general, Sano Torata knows the ambition of his immediate superior. If that person can take over, although his position cannot be raised temporarily, his right to speak in the division will definitely be greatly improved.

Therefore, he spared no effort in this pursuit of the Chinese main force.

In the battle across the river in the afternoon, they dispatched two infantry squadrons in one go, and as a result, most of them died in the battle.

But that's okay.

Soldiers can be replenished if they are damaged in battle. The important thing is to let His Excellency Ushijima know his loyalty.

Now, he is leading the 23rd Infantry Regiment to rush to the forefront of the entire army, serving as the arrow of the entire army.

As long as he catches up with the Chinese, he will become the supreme commander of the first army to fight the Chinese.He can also guarantee that the 23rd Infantry Regiment under his command will definitely become the ones that His Excellency the Brigade Chief is most proud of.

But, when can we really catch up with the Chinese, tomorrow?Or the day after tomorrow?Sano Torata also had no idea.

Even though the clear traces on the ground indicated the direction to pursue the Chinese, they did not go wrong.

The weather should be fine tomorrow, otherwise, why are the stars so bright tonight?
I just don’t know whether the imperial army was forced to stop marching in the dark, and whether the chased Chinese also stopped. This is the real main reason why the Japanese Army Chief is so anxious that he has not yet fallen asleep.

Perhaps, the only thing that reassures the Japanese Colonel in such anxieties is that the Chinese are fleeing wildly, and this place has become the world of the imperial army. Otherwise, how can he enjoy the warmth of the bonfire in this late autumn night?
Such bright bonfires are everywhere in the hills and wilderness. He personally ordered them, hoping to give the soldiers who have been running wildly for a day a warm enough sleep and refresh their spirits, so that they can increase their pursuit speed again tomorrow.

Habitually tightening the collar of the military coat that was tightly wrapped around his body, the Japanese Army Colonel chose to leave the warm campfire and walked out of the hill with a few guards.

This was Sano Torata's old habit. When he couldn't sleep, he would personally patrol the field camps, which could not only take a walk, but also improve his reputation in the alliance.

What a hard-working Your Excellency!Sano Torta enjoyed this kind of looking up from the bottom.

Then, the Japanese Army Colonel, who already had anxiety, met someone who made him unhappy.

"Baga! Yours, why don't you go out on patrol." If Sano Huta didn't have a sliver of reason, he would have pulled out his saber and chopped alive the captain of the infantry squadron standing in front of him with a red face and a smell of alcohol.

As the captain of the General Commander's Union, I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep during the war. You, a lieutenant of the army, actually drank and ate meat here?
Seeing half a hare roasted until golden and dripping with fat on the bonfire, Sano Torta lost his mental balance at that moment.

"Hey!" The Japanese captain didn't dare to refute his captain, so he could only bow his head and take a hard mouth.

Seeing that his subordinates were honest and respectful, Sano Torata felt a little relieved, and looked up at the dark field around him, "Although the empire has basically won this battle, our army has not completely wiped out the pursuing enemy army. , it is far from the time to raise a glass to celebrate, you must not let this cause you to slack off!"

"Hi!"

The Japanese captain continued to bow his head. If possible, he would rather bury his head in his crotch, lest the anxious Colonel see his big face reddened by the smell of alcohol again.

Sano Torata no longer reprimanded the good-looking captain, and turned around with his hands behind his back, ready to go to another place.

Behind him, his guards should have mentioned the hare that was roasted until it was golden and delicious. In the next three hours, he might be able to drink some sake with the rabbit meat.

Of course, the Japanese Army Chief who was facing the darkness would not see it. In the thick night, 500 meters away from here, a man wearing a camouflage suit of branches was watching him 'affectionately' through a telescope.

"It's actually a big boss! God is too shameless." Tang Dao was very disappointed and spat out the straw he was biting in his mouth.

Yes, for a super special soldier who took a huge risk to leave the headquarters and sneak into the area where the Japanese army was located, not only did he not find the headquarters of the Tenth Army of the Japanese Army, nor did he find the division headquarters at the next level, even the brigade The regiment headquarters couldn't be found, so it can only be described as bad luck that it exploded.

In fact, it wasn't that Tang Dao was unlucky, but that Yanagawa Heisuke believed in his intuition again.

The Supreme Commander of the Tenth Army of Japan, who was touched by Hisao Tani's assassination, placed his army headquarters south of the bridge, and at the same time ordered the three divisions under his command to follow up before dawn. He also stayed south of the bridge, and the brigade and regiment headquarters had to lower their specifications and merge with the infantry wing headquarters to prevent being taken advantage of by Chinese ruthless gunmen lurking in the dark.

It was Liu Chuanhei's move that made Tang Dao's ambition of reflexively planning to add another fatal wound to the top Japanese army frustrated.

However, I couldn't eat meat, so I finally had a mouthful of soup.

Tang Dao stared affectionately at the Japanese army commander who was about to leave the bright bonfire and several Japanese officers standing obediently behind him, and turned back and took out a "big guy!" '

If His Excellency Sano Torata's eyes are good enough to see through the night 500 meters away, he will definitely be blinded.

That guy is really not ordinary big.

That is a Chinese 20-year-old 82MM mortar produced by the Jinling Arsenal of China.

It is the most heavy weapon equipped by the Chinese army, and it is also the only guy in the Chinese front-line army that can compete with the 92 infantry guns equipped by the Japanese brigade-level troops in this war.

Whether in North China or Southeast China, the Japanese army had the upper hand against the Chinese army with other weapons, except when facing this unique 82MM mortar, the Japanese army was often beaten.

It is really that this kind of gun is too light. An artillery team can run when it is lifted up, and shoot when it is put down. It is far more flexible than the 180 kg Type 92 infantry gun.

It's just that the so-called flexibility is relative to an artillery team with at least five people!

Think about getting a lieutenant general or a major general, of course you can't just rely on guns.

Not to mention that the Japanese army chief who couldn't see this scene couldn't figure it out. He just watched Lu Sanjiang and Lu Sanjiang, who carried the 68-kilogram 82 on his back, hung two shells on his waist, and finally disappeared from his field of vision. None of the five cavalrymen nearly fell off their horses.

When they were ordered to carry this 68kg mortar, did they ever think that Chief Tang would treat this big guy as an individual weapon?

The two soldiers who followed him also became his mobile ammunition depot.

In addition to the two rifles, Niu Er carried three additional 3kg shells on his back. Xia Dayu originally carried three shells while biting his back, but Tang Dao quickly put two of them in his waist.

Tang Dao's load reached a terrifying 70 kilograms, not counting the two knives stuck in his legs.

Of course, this is also the first time Tang Dao has fully demonstrated his strength as a single soldier king after he came to this time and space, after he completely controlled this body.

The power contained in his young body is comparable to his peak period.

Tang Dao measured the distance with his hands, and after 20 seconds, he threw the shell into the barrel.

"Oh!"

"Lieutenant Qingshan, please perform your duty as squadron leader!" Sano Torata put on a bit of pretentiousness as soon as he gave the order, then cast his gaze into the distance suspiciously.

The speed of the sound at 340 meters per second far exceeds the muzzle velocity of the mortar shells at 212 meters per second. The Japanese Army Colonel seemed to hear the sound of the mortar shells popping out of the chamber.

No, not as if, but sure.

In 'Boom! 'After a loud bang.

The Japanese Army Colonel who had already taken off on the spot thought so.

(End of this chapter)