My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 435 Careless loss of "immortal"

The mountain where the Japanese were located was covered by more than a dozen shells in an instant, and the dozens of Japanese soldiers who were too late to transfer were immediately devastated, and they were blown up together with their artillery.
The deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and the battle was much fiercer than the [-]nd infantry artillery of the little devil himself just now.

This is not over yet, the bombardment took one round after another, and it took a full two bases before it slowly stopped.The whole hilltop was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the trees ignited by the incendiary bombs were crackling and burning. There were debris and charred wreckage everywhere. There were still a few lucky people who were not killed by the bombing, and ran down the hill in a panic.

Zhang Liu habitually took out his dagger and carved three marks on the body of the gun, which marked that he had killed three more enemies.

"Little devil will feel distressed now, haha!"

Looking at the mess, Yang Danzi felt very comfortable, but it was a pity that he couldn't kill a few of them with his own hands.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Liu stood up, patted Yang Danzi on the head, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go, and join the second group."

The two immediately ran in one direction, and soon disappeared into this green jungle...

At present, the two armies are in a confrontation stage, and there is no large-scale engagement, but small-scale battles occur from time to time.

What happened to Zhang Liu and the others was just the tip of the iceberg. Long Wenwen sent out the entire Falcon Squad in order to disrupt the Japanese deployment as much as possible and harass and disgust the opponent endlessly.

In the past two days, the little devil has also discovered some clues. Those enemies come and go without a trace. News of officers being sniped and killed by cold guns is constantly coming from the forward positions. Not only did they return without success, they were even wiped out by the regiment.

The most incomprehensible thing is that the artillery of the Huaxia people seems to have eyes. Wherever they point to hit, the firepower of the position that they built on their side will be blasted to pieces by the opponent immediately.

It's like there are a pair of invisible eyes around them, watching their movements all the time, which makes people panic every day, for fear that a bad shell will fall on their heads.

Now the Japanese have a feeling that they are riding a tiger. They will not fight or not fight. They can only do passive defense, because the southern army is unable to send more troops northward, and they will even send troops to the Pacific battlefield.

It's just that they don't know that the Chinese people on the opposite side are not satisfied with such a confrontation.

In mid-May, the main force of the Honor Third Division finally arrived on the battlefield. After this period of supplementation and training, the troops have basically recovered. Coupled with the arrival of new equipment, their combat effectiveness is only higher than before.

"Quietly...no movement...what are you doing?"

On the forward position of the 200nd Regiment of the 1132th Division, Long Wenwen was lying on the side of the sandbag with his buttocks pouted, holding a telescope in his hand to observe the situation of the Japanese defense line wholeheartedly.

Just in front of them, there was a group of little devils entrenched on the top of the mountain, relying on the mountain, and established several lines of defense.

This is just one of the positions of the 54th Division. In the past few days, they have retreated more than ten kilometers one after another, and they did not allow the troops to establish a defense zone until they entered the depths of the jungle.

The little devil spread out the team, the jungle is full of towering trees that block out the sun, and the armored troops of one's own side can no longer be of much use in this area.

Because of the cover of the forest, it is not clear whether the opponent is real or not for the time being. The little devil has also learned a lot, and the secret sentry scouts have spread a lot, and the Falcon team can't get too close. It seems that they can only know the answer after a fight.

"Ayi, are those gangs in Nonggang messing around at [-] o'clock?" Long Wenwen learned Shanghai dialect, and kicked Ayi who was also lying on his stomach next to him.

"I don't know... You go over and ask them and they will know?" Ah Yi patted his soiled trouser legs, and quickly moved to the side, wanting to stay away from him.

Long Wenwen smiled meanly, and suddenly an idea popped up in his head: "Oh, by the way, didn't your engineering regiment seize a broadcast loudspeaker last time? Go, get that thing up."

"What do you want to do again?" Ah Yi had a bad feeling in her heart, as long as this guy smiled, nothing good would happen.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up! Moji me again..."

As he said that, Long Wenwen raised his foot, as if to kick.Ayi was so scared that he quickly got up, and reluctantly walked down the mountain, still muttering in his mouth, judging by his expression... it shouldn't be a good word.

"Brother Long, Brother Long!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind, and Long Wenwen looked back, and it turned out to be Fang Jingyao.

"Brother Long, I just got the news that the 38th Division is about to withdraw its troops, so I specifically notified us to prepare for the defense."

Fang Jingyao stepped forward and also picked up the binoculars. Nan Nan said, "The little devil on the other side doesn't move much, does he?"

"It's been two days and I haven't farted a single fart. If Zhang Liu and the others hadn't been staring at me, I would have thought those grandsons had already run away." Long Wenwen stood up, took a few sips of water, and asked quickly, "When are they going to leave?" ?”

Fang Jingyao sighed, and said slowly: "The retreat has already begun. At present, the first and second regiments of the third division have entered the Xibu area and are switching defenses with the 38th division. Chen Jize and the third regiment will probably arrive at night Lashio."

"Hey, that kid is pretty good now. I heard that he won many battles in the north. Junzuo thinks highly of him. We can't be compared to him."

Long Wenwen made a joke. He doesn't care whether the 38th Division goes or stays. Although the combat effectiveness of those people is good, they are not a system. It is difficult to cooperate with each other in a war. I'm afraid of a fart when I come.

"Has the artillery regiment come?"

"They probably won't arrive until the day after tomorrow, and the chariot battalion is also lagging behind. The forest in the southern part of Wa State is too dense, and it is really inconvenient for tanks and heavy artillery to move."

Long Wenwen nodded. The Sherman and the half-track armored vehicle could not be compared with the T26 light tank. The tonnage was too heavy to limit their speed. It seemed that the counterattack plan had to be postponed for another two days.

……

At midnight, a huge radio speaker was hung on a three-meter-high wooden stake, the mouth of the speaker was facing the direction of the Japanese army, and a table was placed under it, and several soldiers were busy debugging the wiring.

Long Wenwen nodded in satisfaction. He couldn't wait to sit at the table, picked up the microphone and fiddled with it.

He is very familiar with this thing. He used it a lot to humiliate Zhu Nei Lianshan during the few days in the Nantianmen Tree Fort, but now it can be used again.

"Sir, you are ready to speak."

After working for a while, the soldier finally got it right, and turned on the radio equipment. A harsh electrical noise flashed through the speaker, making people frown involuntarily.

"It's quite loud."

Long Wenwen smiled and grabbed the microphone and pressed the communication button, pretending to cough for a sound test: "Huh? Cough cough! Hehe... Good evening everyone?"

The huge sound was extremely loud in this silent night sky, and could even be heard several kilometers away.

"Fuck you chicken, little Japanese who came from afar, you should have someone who can understand Chinese? Hehe... I would like to express my heartfelt congratulations to those unlucky ones who were killed by my subordinates in the past two days... "

It's all right now, everyone don't sleep, the Japanese are even more baffled, people keep waking up from sleep, looking in the direction of the sound with puzzled faces, completely unaware of what the other party is talking about.

"How's the taste of the shells these two days? Don't worry, if you haven't eaten enough, you can come here to find me, eh... nothing else, this stuff is enough..."

"I heard that you are the 54rd Regiment of the 163th Division. The captain of the regiment is called Nakamura or something. He seems to be a famous nobleman. I just want to ask you why the children of those landlords in Japan can't figure it out to join the army. ? Not far away to China to die, what are you planning..."

Long Wenwen spat trash talk with great enthusiasm, like a kid who got his favorite toy, having fun. His heart-pounding laughter had such a strong "penetrating power" that it made people tremble.

"どうしたの? What are the Chinese people doing?" Nakamura Changto, the captain of the Japanese army, walked out of the tent and asked the soldiers next to him in a daze.

Like most Japanese, he had just fallen asleep, but was "dragged" out of the bed by Long Wenwen's magical voice.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other and couldn't tell why. Seeing that the shouting guy on the opposite side was in high spirits for a while, Nakamura had no choice but to find a staff officer who could speak Chinese, wanting to know what the other party was talking about.

The staff officer listened carefully for a while, and explained to him: "Report to the captain, the other party is insulting us, mocking our incompetence in combat."

"ばか野郎! Are these Chinese people so idle that they can't sleep?" Nakamura cursed angrily. If he couldn't beat the opponent now, he really wanted to lead his troops there to chop off that person's head.

"If you want to be numb, why don't you also say a few words?"

Long Wenwen seemed to be tired of speaking, he stared at Yao Ma who was watching coldly, and passed the microphone over generously.

"Are you begging Mai madly? Let me tell you a hammer." Yao Ma resolutely refused, he couldn't do such a shameful thing.

Unexpectedly, Long Wenwen didn't intend to let him go, so he stood up abruptly, grabbed the back of his neck and forced him onto the seat.

"Hey, hello! It hurts! Take it easy... What are you calling me for?"

If he couldn't handle the extremely strong Long Wenwen, he could only ask helplessly with a bitter face.

"Say whatever you want, just use your native dialect, and say hello to those grandchildren across the way." Long Wenwen urged with a mean smile on his face, raising his eyebrows.

Feeling helpless, I held the microphone and pondered for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence under the eyes of Long Wenwen who wanted to kill people: "...cough cough, you fucking little Japan! I call you a fairy!"

"Also, say something to the captain named Nakamura on the opposite side."

"Uh... Captain Nakamura, I call you the Immortal Banban!"

……

This extremely lethal Sichuan dialect slowly echoed in the night sky, and the companions around Yao Ma finally couldn't help laughing, especially Long Wenwen, a heartless guy, laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath.

"Haha, yes, yes, good scolding."

On the other side, the Japanese army staff officer repeatedly used words such as "you" and "immortal" in his mind. Obviously, his vocabulary could not keep up with the response, and he only knew that the other party seemed to be swearing.

"Matsuzaka, what are they talking about?" Nakamura Lian asked curiously.

"Report... report to the captain, they... they seem to be greeting you..." Matsusaka staff officer replied nervously.

"Nani? Greeting me? Greeting me for what?" Nakamura was startled and hurriedly asked.

"Ask...greetings to your family..."

After holding back for a few seconds, a flush quickly appeared on Nakamura's face, blood was surging in his heart from his feet up, and a sense of humiliation emerged spontaneously.

"Baga! These damned Chinese people! Ah!" Nakamura was so angry that he pulled out his samurai sword and roared loudly at the sky.

"Order the artillery to fire on me!"

"Think twice, captain, now is not the time to act impulsively." The staff officer quickly dissuaded him.

Let's not talk about the inaccuracy of the fight at night, just the exposure of firepower can easily lead to disaster. It is estimated that the Huaxia people have such a purpose, but they must not be fooled.

Nakamura's expression changed from distorted to venomous. Facing the opponent's terrifying "magic attack", he was helpless and aggrieved, and had no choice but to growl incompetently.

(End of this chapter)