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Chapter 358 Amaterasu God Bless the Locust Army!

Huang Erhu brought the radio to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong glanced at the canyon below, and then picked up the receiver of the radio:

"Hey, Boss Li calls pigeons, Boss Li calls pigeons."

Called again, the phone did not respond.

After a pause, Li Yunlong shouted into the microphone again: "Boss Li calls pigeons, boss Li calls pigeons."

"The pigeon received it, please tell me!"

There was a buzzing sound coming from the receiver, and Li Yunlong quickly pressed the receiver to his ear, only then could he clearly hear the sound coming from the radio.

Dozens of hundreds of shells exploded below every second, and the sound of rumbling explosions interweaved into one piece.

Li Yunlong heard the voice of the pilot in his ears, as if he heard the sound of nature, he couldn't help being happy, and the corner of his mouth grinned slightly.

"Boss Li needs support!"

The voice of the pigeon came again: "The pigeons will arrive at the target area in 5 minutes, please mark the target with red smoke bombs!"

"Boss Li received it!"

After hanging up the call, Li Yunlong handed the radio to Huang Erhu, and ordered: "Huzi, immediately notify the scouts of the Sword Squadron, and order to guide a group of artillery to fire red smoke bombs at the reinforced Devil Squadron after 5 minutes. Planes bombed the little devil."

Huang Erhu: "Yes!"

Afterwards, Huang Erhu swiftly took the high-power walkie-talkie from the hands of the guards.

After turning on the high-power walkie-talkie, Huang Erhu picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "This is the headquarters, call Zhang Tianfu, call Zhang Tianfu."

"Zhang Tianfu received it, please give instructions!"

After a while, the voice of Zhang Tianfu, a member of Sharp Sword, rang in Huang Erhu's ear through the walkie-talkie.

Although there is the noise of shells exploding, the call quality of the high-power walkie-talkie is very good.

Huang Erhu then said loudly: "The commander-in-chief ordered that in 5 minutes, guide the artillery to fire red smoke bombs at the reinforcements, and guide the planes to bomb the little devils!"

"Roger that!"

Zhang Tianfu answered crisply.

After hanging up the call, Huang Erhu walked over to Li Yunlong and reported: "Report to the commander-in-chief, the order to guide the plane to bomb has been issued."

"it is good!"

Li Yunlong looked at his watch: "Five more minutes of bombardment, and after 5 minutes, order the attacking troops to rush up and deal with all the devils."

Based on more than 5000 shells per minute, 5 shells can be fired in 3 minutes.

However, Li Yunlong prepared more than 5 rounds of shells, which is completely enough to wash the ground with shells for 5 minutes.

Zhang Dabiao hurriedly raised his watch to look at it, and waited for 5 minutes, which made him a little uncomfortable.

His broadsword was hungry and thirsty.

Zhang Dabiao quickly said: "Commander, I suggest that the troops go up first, and when the shelling is over, the troops can rush up immediately before the devils react."

Li Yunlong looked thoughtful and nodded: "Go, pay attention to safety, don't get too close, so as not to be blown up by your own shells!"

When ambushing, in order to achieve concealment, the ambush positions of each attack group are far away from the canyon.

At this time, you should take advantage of the shelling to press up.

But shells don't have eyes, especially in this kind of battlefield where shells wash the ground, it is not new for shells to hit their own people.

Li Yunlong said to Huang Erhu again: "Order the infantry of the attacking groups to press up first, pay attention to safety, don't get too close."

"Yes!"

Huang Erhu picked up the high-power walkie-talkie and called the attacking groups.

……

Two kilometers away from Nangou Village, there is a lone peak.

Zhang Tianfu was lurking on this lonely peak, holding up an eight-power telescope to monitor the devil's every move.

After receiving the order, the 5th Wing of the Japanese Army was marching in the direction of the battlefield.

However, this group of devils was still somewhat cautious. Although they were marching in a hurry, they still sent a squadron of reconnaissance troops to search ahead.

The devils of the 5th Wing pulled out a 1-kilometer formation on the road.

Nangou Village is more than 3 kilometers away from the battlefield.

In 5 minutes, even if it was a rapid march, the vanguard of the devils only advanced 1 kilometer.

Zhang Tianfu kept his eyes on his watch, and when the five minutes were up, he immediately grabbed the high-powered walkie-talkie and shouted: "Let go!"

The shooting of Zhu Yuan has been reported to the 5th mountain artillery group in advance, and the smoke bombs are stuffed into the barrel in advance, ready to fire at any time.

After Zhang Tianfu's words fell, about 10 seconds later, there was a sharp whistling sound in the sky.

With a sharp whistling sound, 6 shells arced across the sky and hit the formation of devils.

The devils were in a state of high tension at this time, and when they heard the sound of the shells passing through the air, they reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the same time as the shells fell, all the devils lay on the ground.

In the next second, the shell either fell into the middle of the devil's team, or fell near the devil's team.

After a few muffled bangs, several large groups of red smoke bombs rose into the air.

There was no unexpected violent explosion, and the devils all looked at each other in blank dismay. The devils near the smoke bomb thought that the eight roads had launched a poison gas bomb, and they were so frightened that they took out their gas masks and put them on.

"Nani?" Toruro Inokakura, the captain of the 5th Regiment, frowned when he saw this scene.

The eighth way fired the wrong shell?

However, the impact point of the eight-way shell sent a chill down Ikakura Toruro's spine.

In the absence of test firing, 3 shells fell in the marching team in the first round, and the other 3 shells also fell near the team.

If these 6 smoke bombs were replaced with grenades, this round of shelling would at least cause dozens of casualties.

"idiot!"

"Spread out, spread out, move on!"

Inokakura Toruro shouted an order.

He knew very well that this round of shelling by the Eighth Route Army was probably just the beginning, and that the next round of bombardment would probably be grenades.

The devils dispersed suddenly, but they still continued to move forward.

Their mission is to support the 3rd and 4th Wings, and they cannot stop their advance even if they are bombarded by eight routes.

suddenly.

There were some humming roars in the sky.

The devils, including Toruro Inokakura, didn't care to move on. It must be the aviation of the imperial army.

In the eyes of the devils, as long as the imperial army's air force comes, they can easily find the position of the eight-way artillery and destroy it.

"The Royal Air Force has arrived, keep going!"

"Ha Ya Gu, Ha Ya Gu!"

"Kill the chicken!"

Inokakura Toruro stood on a small hill, quickly drew out his command knife, and yelled loudly to beat the soldiers with chicken blood.

After he finished shouting, he raised his binoculars and glanced in the direction of the plane.

However, because the distance between the aircraft groups is still a bit far, even in the field of view of the telescope, only dozens of small dots can be seen, and the model of the aircraft cannot be seen.

Seeing dozens of planes, Ikakura Toruro felt refreshed, which was at least the size of a flying regiment of the Imperial Army.

Yoshi, Balu is in trouble.

"God Amaterasu bless the imperial army!"

After yelling, Inokakura Toruro quickly followed the formation holding up his saber.

……

"Haha, here we come!"

On Siding Mountain, Li Yunlong set up the artillery mirror and looked in the direction where the roar of the aircraft engine sounded.

Dozens of planes lined up in battle formation in the air, flying towards the devil's direction.

The artillery mirrors could see it better than the eight-power telescope. These planes were exactly the same as the planes he had called last time.

It's definitely not a devil's plane.

"Old Li, show me."

Zhao Gang did not know when he came to Li Yunlong's side and said.

"Don't you have a telescope?"

Li Yunlong said angrily.

"The telescope can't see clearly."

"I'll do it for you." Li Yunlong turned his head and said again, "Huzi, order the artillery groups to stop shelling, and the infantry rush up to harvest the corn."

"Yes!" Huang Erhu took out a high-power walkie-talkie and ordered the artillery groups to stop shelling.

As soon as the gunfire stopped, there were overwhelming shouts of killing from all over the canyon.

At this time, the canyon had turned into a sea of ​​flames, but the soldiers did not give the devils who survived by chance a respite, and rushed to kill the devils one after another.

Looking down from the commanding heights of the canyon, there are only a few gray waves rolling towards the enemy.

The mortar positions were quickly moved, and the mountain artillery positions were quickly concealed.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong knew that the overall situation of the battlefield here had been decided.

Then he raised his binoculars and looked towards the sky above Nancungou.

I saw the bomber group he called, and it was obvious that they had seen the calibrated red smoke bombs, and they lowered their altitude and quickly flew over Nangou Village.

"These bombers and fighter jets are really fucking good things."

Looking at the plane in the field of vision of the telescope, Captain Li couldn't help but licked his lips.

"It's a sharp weapon for killing devils."

Zhao Gang on the side also had fiery eyes.

At a certain dinner, Chen Feng's brother secretly revealed that all these bombers and fighters in the future belong to Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang.

It's not that I won't give it, it's that the time has not come.

It suddenly occurred to Commander Li that the Eighth Route Army used more than 300 cannons, more than 5 shells, 30 bombers, and 10 fighters in a single battle.

The scale of this battle should be able to barely remove the hat of Tubalu, right?

Although Li Datuan's lack of firepower phobia has been cured to some extent, he has not yet healed.

He thought in his heart that in the next battle, he would strive for a larger firepower, otherwise his heart would always be empty.

……

The headquarters of the 2nd Guards Division and the Artillery Wing, 2 kilometers away from Nangou Village, are marching in a hurry.

"Division Commander, Division Commander!"

Chief of Staff Nakazawa Shoichi hurried to Kunomura Momoyo, speaking urgently:

"It's not the plane of the imperial army, it's the enemy plane!"

"Nani?" Kunomura Momoyo raised his binoculars to look at the sky in doubt, and his expression suddenly changed in the next moment.

Sure enough, as Nakazawa Shoichi said, there are no Nakajima fighter jets, no Type [-] attack aircraft, and no Type [-] land attack aircraft.

Reminiscent of the 9th Brigade being bombed by a mysterious aircraft group, losing a wing, and then the 1th Brigade being wiped out by the Eight Route Army, Kunomura Momoyo's face suddenly turned pale.

"Ba Ga, this is an enemy plane!"

"Hidden now!"

"Prepare for air defense!"

Kunomura Momoyo ordered loudly, got off his horse, and plunged into the ditch on the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)