All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 3, It's a Conspiracy

Chen Hao followed a group of people to set up tents and set up telecommunication poles, which was noticed by Li Yunlong.

He suddenly burst into joy: "Hahaha, God help! This bastard can't escape."

"Reporting to the head of the group, Wang Chengzhu is waiting for instructions."

The single gunner of the new regiment put down what he was doing and hurried over.

Li Yunlong pointed to the distance: "Did you see the tent on the hillside? Can your gun reach it?"

The Xinyi regiment has an [-]mm mortar captured from the Japanese army.

This cannon was improved from the French cannon imitated in the [-]s by the Nanjing Jinling Arsenal of the Republic of China government.

The total weight of the whole gun is 69 kg, and it can be disassembled into three parts for maneuvering.

The artillery has a range of 800 meters and is very powerful.In all aspects of performance, it is better than the Japanese Type [-] and Type [-] mortars.

This cannon is the absolute supporting firepower of the Xinyi Regiment. It has contributed to repelling the thirteen attacks of the Japanese army before.

Wang Chengzhu gave a thumbs up and used the method of jumping eyes to measure the distance, and quickly calculated: "Head, the distance is too far, it has exceeded the range."

"The tent must be the headquarters of the little devil. This little devil is cunning enough to set the headquarters out of our range."

Li Yunlong changed his voice, "How about it, think of a way to hit him!"

Wang Chengzhu calculated in his mind, the distance here is 200 meters, and if it is more secure, it will be [-] meters, and it will definitely be accurate.

"Move forward 500 meters, yes."

What Li Yunlong wanted was his words: "Okay, I'll send you to the location of 500 meters, are you sure?"

Wang Chengzhu readily agreed: "Yes, but the commander, we only have two shells."

Ok?
Li Yunlong couldn't believe it, "What did you say? Damn, you prodigal son, why don't you save yourself?"

Before the war, there were obviously more than 40 rounds of shells, which was a family property that had been saved for a long time.

The arsenal of the Eighth Route Army could not produce shells. All the shells were captured from the devils one by one, and they were more precious than gold.

When Wang Chengzhu was scolded, he felt that he was more wronged than Dou E, "Commander, you have to speak with your conscience! Then when the devils attacked just now, you were the one who yelled the most.

Zhuzhu, kill me that heavy machine gun.

Zhuzi, you are so fucking blind, blow up that grenadier for me.

Now you don't admit it again, you think I wasted it. "

Of course, it is impossible for Li Yunlong to forget what happened not long ago.But would he be the type to admit he was wrong?

A dead duck's mouth is tough.

Li Yunlong's eyes glared, and his ferocity came up: "You kid still dare to complain, be careful, I will beat you."

Wang Chengzhu didn't dare to say anything when he was overwhelmed by a harsh word.

He was still counting on Wang Chengzhu to kill the Devils headquarters, so Li Yunlong couldn't just reprimand him, he had to offer some benefits.

"When the battle is over, I'll give you half a catty of roasted sweet potatoes.

However, you have to think carefully about how to use two shells to destroy the enemy's headquarters.

Let me put it bluntly, if you miss the shot, let alone burn the sweet potatoes, I will have to shoot you. "

"Yes, the task is guaranteed to be completed."

A man can't say no, Wang Chengzhu readily agreed.

But when I turned around and thought about it, it was really difficult.

Mortars belong to artillery with a curved trajectory. During the movement, the shells follow a higher parabola and then explode on the ground.

Before the enemy rushed up, they were all within a range of several hundred meters. For an old gunner like Wang Chengzhu, he could indeed achieve precise strikes and kill a target with one shot.

However, the range is too far this time, and the shells will be greatly affected by wind and other environmental factors in the air, and it is common to be inaccurate.

With two shells, there are only two chances.

Wang Chengzhu didn't know what to do, worried that if he couldn't do it, he would not only disappoint the expectations of the regiment leader, but also harm the brothers in the regiment.

The heavy pressure almost made him breathless.

Without leaving him much time, the Type [-] heavy machine gun on the opposite side of the mountain was already spraying flames, which was the signal to launch an attack.

Li Yunlong pulled out his big sword and was doing the final mobilization before the battle: "Brothers, it is said that the little devil hits the bayonet twice, but I don't believe this evil.

Both have two shoulders and one head, who is afraid of whom!

We Xinyituan were not frightened, let alone a few little devils, even if Lord Yan came, I would have to squeeze a few of his beards down.

I told you that when you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! "

"The brave wins!" All the soldiers in the regiment showed their weapons and shouted.

"Brothers, go ahead!"

"Come on!"

The loud charge horn blew, and the soldiers rushed out of the position and charged towards the enemy.

……

"Order the fifth brigade to coordinate with the third brigade to launch an attack."

Chen Hao, who was lying on the ground outside the headquarters, was startled when he heard the order inside.

God, that old devil Sakata really thinks highly of people.There are a total of three brigades in hand, and they are all sent to fight Li Yunlong.

He passed?

Chen Hao couldn't help feeling worried about Xinyituan.

As soon as the Eighth Route's loud charge horn blew, all the sergeants in the position were stunned.

"Why did Eighth Road launch an attack?"

The one who had the same question as him was Shintetsu Sakata in the headquarters behind him.

"What is our opponent going to do? With his little force, he dares to carry out a counterattack. What is his purpose?"

The chief of staff standing behind shook his head: "I don't understand, and I can't judge their intentions. This seems to be out of order."

Sakata Shintetsu has fought hundreds of battles, and has seen many opponents, and no one has ever been able to "surprise" him non-stop.

The eighth army on the opposite side has more than 1000 people at best, which is comparable to the size of a brigade of the imperial army, and its combat effectiveness is even farther apart.

Relying on the dangerous terrain defense, it was still able to barely block the simultaneous attack of the two squadrons of the imperial army.

Now dare to launch an attack on the imperial army of an alliance?

Sakata Shinzhe analyzed with great interest: "It's not that he's crazy, it's a conspiracy, but I can't judge what kind of conspiracy it is.

I'll have to wait and see what he does...it's going to be interesting. "

Chen Hao pricked up his ears and heard the conversation between the two people in the headquarters behind him, and thought to himself: We will wait and see for the two dying coffins, but what the fuck, I will send you to die in a while.

He looked at the eight roads who launched the attack from a distance, and estimated when the eight roads would come back after he launched the attack, and how long he would have to support it alone.

If it is possible, the time to support alone must be as short as possible. The shorter the time, the safer he is.

"Ammunitionist, I'm calling you, hurry up and send a box of ammunition to the machine gun position on the right."

The sergeant on the ground gave orders to Chen Hao unceremoniously.

Chen Hao looked up, his sharp eagle-like eyes were shining with a captivating light.

Sergeant Cao was stared at, and his anger rose from his heart: "Bastard, you are an ammunition man of the transport team, you are staying in the position, are you trying to be lazy?"

A small man of 1.5 meters threatens a burly man of 1.7 meters, how funny it looks.

But from the perspective of identity.

Sergeant Cao is equivalent to the squad leader. The Japanese soldier Chen Hao robbed was just a second-class soldier who had just joined the army, and he was still transporting ammunition for the logistics force.

As a result, Chen Hao was also regarded by the military cao as a recruit who could be bullied.

A recruit who dares to provoke the squad leader, you are itchy, do you want to be beaten?
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