The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Seeing Huang Yu frowning tightly and not answering, Duan Peng thought he had missed something again, so he hurriedly asked: "Battle Commander, did I just say something wrong?"

"The analysis is fine!" Huang Yu shook his head and explained.

"But Zhang Xuan and the others definitely won't be able to hold on for too long... We must take action before the devils launch a second round of attack, otherwise Nanhan Village will definitely be occupied by the devils!"

While talking, he looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on a piece of wasteland 200 meters in front of him.

"Let's go there to fake guns... All eight mortars are aimed at the Guizishan artillery position, each gun fires five shells, shoot them out as fast as possible, and move them after shooting..."

"The devils are equipped with more artillery than us. To avoid being targeted by them, the speed of firing and moving must be fast enough!"

The Japanese army attacked the position, looking at the South Korean village that was once again covered by artillery fire, the serious expression on the captain's face finally eased.

All the places in the village where people could hide were bombed, and after the round of artillery fire in front of us, the steel could be blown into iron scraps, let alone the flesh and blood of the Eighth Route Army.

The captain is full of hope for his next attack...

"Boom boom boom..."

A series of explosions suddenly sounded behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a large amount of black smoke rising from the mountain cannon position, a dozen gunners fell on the gun positions, and a mountain cannon was blown over...

"Baga..." The captain was startled, and ordered while cursing!

"The enemy also has mortars...there are quite a few... immediately lock their artillery positions and blow them up...quickly counterattack...boom..."

Before the order was finished, the second round of shells had already dropped...

In the billowing smoke, another mountain cannon was blown over, and more gunners fell than before.

When the mortar squadron received the order to counterattack and began to adjust the mortar fire, the third round of shells fell from the sky again...

In just half a minute, forty shells were fired at the Japanese army's mountain artillery position, and nearly [-]% of the shells hit the target. Even if one shell only killed two devils, these shells would kill and injure more than fifty devils...

The loss of Guizishan Cannon Squadron is obviously more than that small...

After another half minute, the Japanese mortar squadron began to counterattack, and the loss of the mountain artillery squadron was also reported to the captain at this moment.

"Sir, in the artillery raid just now, the Mountain Artillery Squadron lost four mortars and 89 gunners... 71 gunners were killed on the spot, and the remaining [-] gunners were seriously injured, unable to continue to fight!"

"The Mountain Pao Squadron has almost lost its combat effectiveness, please ask the captain to avenge them..."

"Something's wrong...the information provided to us by Your Excellency General is faulty!" Looking at the mountain artillery positions strewn with corpses and artillery parts behind him, the captain roared like an angry lion.

"Information says that there are only three or four mortars left in the Second Regiment...at least eight mortars joined the battle just now...the number of artillery pieces alone is not right..."

"Knowing ourselves and the enemy is the only way to win every battle... We don't even know how many troops our opponents have or how many heavy weapons they are equipped with. Shunping County, which urgently needs reinforcements, will definitely suffer a great loss!"

The adjutant thought for a while and replied: "Sir, could it be that the Duer Regiment attacked us with the mortars captured from the Shunping County Garrison!"

"Before we set off, Shunping County had already wiped out a reinforced squadron and lost two strongholds..."

"These troops alone are equipped with eight mortars and two mountain cannons!"

"The Duer Regiment is also equipped with three or four mortars. It shouldn't be very difficult to gather eight mortars!"

The anger on the captain's face did not calm down because of this, and he continued to scold: "Even if your analysis is correct, the combat pressure of the quick-reaction brigade will be several times greater than before!"

"If the mortar squadron fails to destroy this artillery, they can hide one or two kilometers away and strike us at a long distance, which will definitely cause huge casualties to the troops!"

"It's like the Mountain Artillery Squadron... in the face of the sudden artillery attack, we couldn't defend against it, and we were beaten out of combat effectiveness without even seeing the opponent clearly!"

After speaking, he raised his binoculars and looked towards the artillery position of the Second Regiment.

Under the baptism of the mortar squadron, the smoke that had been bombed there filled the air, and the smoke was billowing.

As long as the artillery of the Duer Regiment did not retreat, the immortals would be blown off a layer of skin.

"Let the artillery stop after 1 minute. There is an urgent need to bombard the South Korean village... The enemy's artillery position is only so big, and it is enough to blow it up twice. If it continues to blow up, it will be a waste of shells!"

"The top priority now is to quickly take down Nanhan Village and rush to Shunping County..."

"I always feel that there are a pair of eyes watching us... The longer the troops stay here, the greater the danger!"

The devil's execution ability is very strong, saying that 1 minute is 1 minute...

Half a minute later, Nanhan Village was once again enveloped by artillery fire.

At this moment, the special forces have moved to a position more than 100 meters south of the previous artillery position.

Compared with just now, the troops had [-] fewer shells, and the load was significantly reduced.

"The battalion commander... the Guizishan Artillery Squadron failed to fire... the mortar squadron started firing at Nanhan Village again!" Duan Peng caught up with Huang Yu and reported, carrying a box of shells.

"I heard it!" Huang Yu seemed to have found the best way to fight against the Japanese rapid response brigade, and his words were obviously much more confident than before.

After glancing around, he began to give orders: "Fire the guns on the spot... aim at the devil's mortar position..."

"It's still the old rule, shoot five shots quickly, and then move when you're done. The faster the speed, the better..."

"This time we retreat to the north, so that the devils can't figure out our retreat trajectory!"

After speaking, he quietly touched towards the edge of the green gauze tent. Although it was nearly a kilometer away from the road, he could still see each other's every move clearly with the help of binoculars.

The devil mortar position is right in front, and more than 100 gunners are scattered in various gun positions. Some are responsible for manipulating the mortar, some are responsible for loading the shells, and some are responsible for fuzing the shells. It is orderly and not messy at all !
Eighty troop carriers were parked on the road next to them, with at least five hundred devils guarding both sides of the vehicles, and other devils gathered in the offensive position!
Seventy or eighty cavalry wandered around the battlefield in squads, temporarily acting as a security force!
"Boom boom boom..."

As soon as the sound of the cannon sounded behind him, eight clouds of black smoke exploded from the Devil's artillery position, two of which were right next to the two artillery positions. ...

It wasn't until then that the sound of the violent shell explosion reached Huang Yu's ears...

Huang Yu didn't continue to watch, put away the binoculars and stepped back...

When returning to the artillery position, the special operations team had already begun to disassemble the mortar, and the faster team members had already picked up the mortar parts and started to retreat!

Ten seconds later, there was nothing left here except four shell boxes...

The captain of the devil's brigade was about to go mad with anger. He pointed at the artillery position of the second regiment and cursed, yelling for the mortar squadron to counterattack immediately and kill the opponent...

As a result, it took a full minute to hear the sound of the mortar squadron's counterattack this time, which was at least twice as weak as before.

Just as he was about to curse, his subordinates passed on the bad news that more than half of the mortar squadron had been lost...