Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 417 Sleepless!
The cavalry fled, the infantry withered, and the Chinese fled.

His Excellency, head of the Ushido full brigade, his heart is also cold, but the remaining blood is still warm.

"Baga! The Chinese are constantly harassing, but they just want to delay our army's speed and make the main force flee." Ushido's eyes flashed coldly, pointing to the essence of the harassment problem, which is not because the Chinese love him too much. "Unfortunately, the surrounding area of ​​Songhu has been gradually captured by the imperial army, and their maneuvering space will become smaller and smaller. All their struggles are in vain."

"Ignore the order, the whole army will continue to pursue at full speed, and the artillery unit will continue to maintain a high level of vigilance. Once an enemy attacks, immediately cover the bombardment. If it doesn't work once, it will be twice, and if it won't work twice, it will be three times."

Ushijima, who was hit hard, finally gave up his plan to kill the Chinese who attacked in one go.

To put it bluntly, I just let you suck it. How much blood can a little mosquito suck from my old cow?

Don't tell me, this trick made Tang Dao a little helpless, and the speed of the 36th Infantry Brigade's pursuit did not slow down.

Even if the advance regiment suddenly turned around in the afternoon and the whole army forcibly crossed the Suzhou River and ran towards Jiashan, the 36th Infantry Brigade did not lose its direction due to the frequent dispatch of Japanese naval reconnaissance planes. The time has been shortened to 10 kilometers.

Perhaps because of the terrain, Tang Dao gave up the original attack plan. It was not until 9 o'clock in the evening that he fired five shots at the Japanese army 1500 meters away on a hill, and was lucky enough to blow up the ammunition truck. one car.

The soaring flames produced by the explosion of the ammunition illuminated the entire sky.

But the Japanese army, which was attacked continuously, also learned to be smart. The ammunition workshops kept a distance of nearly 40 meters. Although the death of an ammunition truck caused heavy losses and heartbreaking, at least it would not cause catastrophic accidents due to chain explosions.

The several mountain cannons that had been waiting in the ranks of the Japanese army quickly adjusted their muzzles and bombarded the wilderness more than 1000 meters away, following the instructions of the flares fired by the Japanese infantry squad following the sound.

Tang Dao fled in embarrassment.

However, the position exposed by the attackers was too extreme, and the fly-shaped Japanese search team, which smelled like rotten meat, was too aggressive.

According to the muffled sound of the mortars, the attackers should be only 300 meters away from them. They have never been so close to those nasty mosquitoes.

Then, the two Japanese squads who were eager to make meritorious deeds almost sprinted to the hill with a [-]-meter sprint were sad.

One minute after the four mountain cannons that started the bombardment fired, the other eight mountain cannons also fired one after another. It took only 1 minutes for the twelve angry mountain cannons to fire more than 2 shells. The turbulent artillery fire covered at least 50 square meters At the same time that the hills that had been exposed to the artillery scope were blown up into a white field, the thirty Japanese pioneers who rushed all the way were also enveloped in it.

Not to mention that artillery shells are never equipped with any identification friend or foe system, even if they are installed, the flying shrapnel and air waves will not care whether you are Chinese or Japanese, and the game will be over if you get hit.

The two infantry units that were not active were killed half by their own equally active artillery, and the other half was rarely whole.

Artillery is indeed the god of war!

Tang Dao, who was carrying the mortar, rolled and climbed and tried his best to get out of the area covered by the artillery fire, looked back at the small hill engulfed by the raging artillery fire, and couldn't help wiping away his cold sweat.

He didn't expect the Japanese to hate him so much, and a dozen cannons have been waiting for him to appear.

The job of beating sap is almost over!

"Then I'll just wait a little longer, you bastards won't sleep if you don't believe me!" Tang Dao, who was turned into a dog by the cannon, was also furious, muttering and fleeing into the night with 82 forced.

Niu Er and Hei Zi, who were in charge of meeting him, looked at each other silently and expressed their condolences to the Japanese in the distance.

It seems that these unlucky Japanese people will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

Japanese.
A mouthful of old blood!

It's not a question of whether to sleep or not, but seeing a dozen mutilated corpses and a group of limping infantry.

This step of gun coordination is really too difficult.

"Order the 114th Infantry Regiment to send out additional patrol teams to maintain vigilance. Except for the artillery squadrons of the regiments and the artillery regiments of the divisions, all the rest of the army will take turns to repair immediately!" After swallowing it back, Niu Dao gave the order with a green face.

In fact, without waiting for his order, most of the Japanese soldiers ate a few cold rice balls in a hurry, wrapped themselves in blankets, and fell asleep in the simple trenches that took two hours to build.

It's so tiring.

Because of the continuous harassment by the Chinese, at least half of the army who did not dare to fall asleep last night had big dark circles. If they cannot sleep normally today, they will all have panda eyes tomorrow.

Is it necessary to change the name from 'black skin, bright red blood' to 'black eye circles, bright red blood'?Panda Division?
after an hour!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three consecutive artillery bombardments came from 2000 meters away and exploded 30 meters outside a Japanese camp.

It was scary, but it didn't hurt anyone!
here we go again!Niu Dao, who had just put on his clothes and lay on the simple camp bed for no more than 20 minutes, opened his eyes in pain.

If possible, the major general of the Japanese army really wants to send a letter to the Chinese commander on the opposite side. If you have the ability, don’t use this trick.

It's a pity that the Major General of the Japanese Army knows that the Chinese came to harass him for nothing else.

The legendary strategy of exhausting soldiers.

But the point is, he still has nothing to do with the cunning Chinese.

Several consecutive rounds of firing regardless of cost can only prove that the use of cannons to fight mosquitoes is really only of the nature of self-psychological comfort.

here we go again!The Japanese infantry who were sleeping soundly in the trenches woke up one after another, looking at the dark wilderness as desperately as their commanders.

After two days and one night of exhaustion, they just want to sleep well!Are these requirements not met?The invading army has human rights too!
Yes, this is really unsatisfactory.

From 9:3 p.m. to 36:[-] a.m., Tang Dao did not stop. Relying on the mobility of the horse, Tang Dao was on the outskirts of the [-]th Infantry Brigade's five-kilometer long camp, with a hammer to the east and a mallet to the west. In the evening, he had already observed the Japanese camp and launched shelling.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Sometimes five shots were fired, sometimes three shots, and sometimes even one shot.

It was like waiting for another boot to hit the ground upstairs. The erratic bombardment made the Japanese infantry sometimes wait for a long time before they dared to go back to sleep.

Is it a bit too cheap?After finally waiting for the second artillery to come, the Japanese infantry breathed a sigh of relief, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

Compared with the lowly infantry, the Japanese artillery should be called numb.

Similarly, they didn't have a good rest for two days and one night. Their brains were all ignorant. From the beginning, the twelve cannons fired more than 50 shells in a wave, and they fired more than 20 shells weakly in the last time.

They had no confidence in using cannons to kill their opponents. Firing cannons was more of a proof that they were not completely lying down, and that they were still stubbornly wearing their belts against the harassers who were constantly harassing them.

In the end, the Japanese infantry lay completely flat.

"Let them blow it up! Anyway, the bombers will be heavy soldiers!" This is probably the true intention of most of the Japanese infantry.

Perhaps it was because the neighing of the frightened pack horse after the shell exploded was too revealing of the target.

The five or six consecutive long-distance bombardments by the Chinese, no matter from which direction they were launched, were basically aimed at the transport troops with a large number of pack horses.

Not to mention that the infantry in the main trenches of the 36th Infantry Brigade have turned a blind eye to the annoying mortar shells, stuffed cotton in their ears and continued to sleep, and the Japanese pioneers who are still patrolling the periphery have become' Pancakes' - spread out.

The 'pancakes' who have experienced their colleagues being sent to the sky by their own artillery even started to retreat after only advancing two 300 meters from their patrol area to the position where the sound was emitted.

'The enemy has fled! ' was the only thing they reported.

By the time of the last shelling at [-]:[-] am, even the 'pancakes' had tucked themselves into the grass and gone to sleep.

What the hell, the guys in the main line need sleep, maybe they don't?In the daytime, who doesn't want to be as tired as a dog and rush on the road?
Besides, it was almost morning, and based on the time when the attackers launched their attack yesterday, they should be able to calm down.

Inertial thinking can only make people make mistakes in daily life, but on the battlefield, it can really kill people.

They are Tang Dao's target tonight.

Tang Dao kept shelling the convoy, no matter how stupid the Japanese were, they knew their position was exposed, so how could they not move?
He has been stubborn all the time, just letting the Japanese form inertial thinking.

Tang Dao's target is this group of patrols who are at least one mile away from the main formation.

However, the patrol team of 300 people is distributed on the long defense line of nearly ten miles. When the line of sight is good during the day, it can naturally make up for the distance of nearly [-] meters between the various teams. Those who died were surrounded.

Don't say that he only has 4 people, even if there are 40 people, he will also be angry on the spot.

But now it was night, and they marched fast for two consecutive days and stayed awake for two nights. Even the iron men needed to close their eyes. It was not a question of whether their willpower was tenacious enough.

Tang Dao, who has experienced the most rigorous training of special forces, knows the limits of the human body. Even if he is as strong as him, the longest record of not falling asleep is only 96 hours. He doesn't want to experience that feeling of dying again in his life. up.

He believed that the Japanese infantry were not yet that tough.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, a ghostly figure appeared in the area where the Japanese vanguard squad was located.

Except for two or three Japanese soldiers who could barely fight back to back and stood dozing, the grass in the wilderness was full of happy little snorers.

Happier than smoking an afterthought after doing that.

Sleep is the most precious enjoyment of the 'pancakes' at this time.

Therefore, most of them embrace this preciousness forever.

Can't wake up!
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ps: Today is just one chapter. My daughter is going to school at night. In the morning, I asked my old father to take her to OCT. How could the old father refuse, so he had to take her to play and send her to school before 6 o'clock self study.I wrote this chapter last night. I thought I could save a chapter, but it turned out that Fengyue was thinking too much.

This is life!I really can't think too much about it.

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