The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1995 You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder

It was already the late night, and the Wujiaopo area, which had been filled with constant gunfire and explosions, gradually became silent.

The atmosphere of gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, but the bloody smell was still there.

No one on either side of the enemy believes that the battle will end here. Who knows what crisis may arise in this temporary peace?

"Why don't the Japanese fire flares anymore? Have they run out of flares?" Wang Xiaodan asked in a low voice in the darkness.

"How is that possible? Even if we blow up the mortar, it may not be destroyed. They can just replace the gunner and continue firing into the sky." Qian Chuan'er replied.

"Maybe the Japanese have used up all their flares!" Hu Zhuzi joined in.

"Unlikely." This time it was Chu Tian who answered, "It's not just the cannon that can fire flares, the grenade launcher can fire the same way, it's just that the height is lower."

We are all veterans and naturally understand that the Japanese army does not necessarily have to use mortars to fire flares, in fact, grenade launchers can also be used.

It’s just that big horses pull big carts, and small horses pull small carts.

The mortar shells fired by the mortar are of course larger than the grenades, and the shells fired by the mortar naturally go farther, and when they hit the sky, the height is naturally higher.

The grenade launcher is an ultra-light mortar, and the flares it fires are small and stay in the air for a short time.

I guess since the Japanese army had their own mortars, there was no need for them to use grenade launchers to fire flares.

"What evil scheme are the Japanese planning now without any clue at all?" Wang Xiaodan guessed.

"I still want to know." Qian Chuaner replied.

Whether it was Wang Xiaodan or Qian Chuaner, the two of them expressed the thoughts of everyone.

After the Japanese mortar was hit by a grenade, no more flares were fired up, and the flares in the sky eventually fell down, resulting in the current silence in the darkness.

Qian Chuan'er and his men couldn't figure out what the Japanese army was planning, so they began to guess what the Japanese army's intentions were.

But this time, no matter how much they tried to put themselves in the Japanese army's shoes, they couldn't figure it out.

"How about we go in again?" Hu Zhuzi had an idea.

"Be careful or you might run into the Japanese's trap and never get out." Someone whispered again in the darkness, and this time it was Dan Fei who spoke.

"Then aren't you afraid that the battalion commander won't be able to get out?" Hu Zhuzi expressed his dissatisfaction, but still no one paid attention to him, so Hu Zhuzi stopped talking?
The battalion commander must be rescued, but it is not possible to fall into the "trap" set by the Japanese army.

Chu Tian had just contacted the two company commanders, Cheng Peng and Liu Keqiang. Now the total casualties in their battalion have reached one platoon.

The Japanese army is hiding in the darkness. If they dare to go in now, if the Japanese army's flares rise again, it will be basically impossible for those who have sneaked into the Japanese army's circle to return.

The Japanese army is not stupid. After suffering such a loss before, they will definitely be on guard against them this time!
As I said, Shang Zhen must be rescued, but they cannot act rashly and cause greater casualties.

The trouble now is that the Japanese army is definitely not without flares, but they just don't want to produce any light, which makes them fearful!

"I have a trick, but I don't know if it will work." At this time, someone else spoke.

What he said was not the official language commonly used at the time and was a little difficult to understand, but the veterans all understood it because that man was their Southern soldier Fan Chanchan.

Before Qiao Xiong sacrificed himself, Fan Chanchan, He Xiangcai and the other two were always together.

They were all soldiers from the South who joined Shang Zhen's camp, and they were also veterans who followed Shang Zhen. None of them had the habit of being talkative like the veterans of the Northeast Army, so they usually had a low presence, and they would only be remembered when using the grenade launcher.

But later, Qiao Xiong died, and Fan Chanchan became the first gunner of their battalion.

The so-called "gunner" here refers to the one who uses a grenade launcher.

It was Fan Chanchan who had previously used a grenade launcher to blow up the Japanese mortar.

Fan Chanchan, who was operating the grenade launcher at the time, destroyed the Japanese mortar with his first shot, but his next two shots missed the target.

To be honest, his first shot could not be said to be a fluke, but it was also highly accidental.

The reason, of course, is that it is night.

You know, judging the distance to the target at night is absolutely different from judging it during the day.

To judge this kind of distance during the day, veterans can use a simple method, the so-called "jump eye method", where they stretch out their thumbs to measure. But in the dark, let alone stretching out their thumbs, you can't even see with your fist!
Fortunately, Fan Chanchan knew the approximate distance from the Japanese mortar. He felt that he was quite far away from the Japanese mortar, which was basically the maximum range of the grenade launcher.

So he really adjusted the grenade launcher to the maximum range and fired a shot at the place where the flare rose.

Speaking of this first shot, he was really successful.

But he really shouldn't have fired the second or third shot, otherwise he would definitely be able to brag about the first shot for the rest of his life!
And when he fired the third shot and retreated in the dark, the old soldiers of the Northeast Army laughed at him for "leaking a bag"!

If we follow the written explanation of "漏袋", it means accidentally revealing the secrets, or failing to pretend to be one.

However, according to the explanation of people in Northeast China, the dung bag covering the horse's buttocks leaked, and the horse dung inside came out!

So don’t trace the origin of Northeastern dialect. To exaggerate a little, perhaps behind every Northeastern dialect, there is a rather vulgar and unpresentable saying.

"Just tell me what you have!" Chu Tian spoke. Of course, he didn't mind that the person who spoke was the usually taciturn Fan Chanchan.

Chu Tian now admires the Eighth Route Army more and more.

People talk about democracy, and when everyone gets together to discuss something, as long as one person comes up with an idea, everyone will comment on it. If you point out the harm of doing so, someone will immediately come up with a fix.

The so-called "Zhuge Liang meeting" is so magical!

"Since we're afraid of falling into the Japanese's trap, can we get a horse or something and let the horse rush in? It will make such a loud noise, so there's no way the Japanese won't fire flares, right?" Fan Chanchan analyzed.

"This is a good idea!" Sure enough, Fan Chanchan only proposed this idea, and Qian Chuaner understood what Fan Chanchan meant.

Didn't you, the Japanese, not fire flares? Aren't you waiting for us to get in?
Then we'll follow your idea and send someone in with some noise. Then you'll have to use flares and shoot, right?
As long as you reveal your position, we will kill a few more of you. Anyway, you will never have peace until we rescue our battalion commander!
"This trick is really good! Hurry up and call for a carriage from those two companies!" Chu Tian also spoke.

Chu Tian and his companions did not take a carriage when they arrived, but Cheng Peng and Liu Keqiang even took a carriage in order to get here as quickly as possible.

It’s just that the location where the carriage is parked now is a bit far from the battlefield, but there is definitely enough time to get the horses over and rush into the Japanese army’s circle before dawn!

While people outside were trying to find a way to rescue Shang Zhen, Shang Zhen himself was also trying to find a way.

He didn't think he was a god. If the Japanese attacked again, he would not be able to withstand it.

If the fighting continues like this, I won’t be able to get out by tomorrow morning!
How could Shang Zhen not think of this? What should he do? He was also thinking about it.