mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 275 One person, one bunker
He deliberately detoured and did not take the usual path.

It stands to reason that the Japanese army should not touch it.

The people around were startled awake one after another, with sleepy faces on their faces.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded to Park Shengyeol and shouted, "Everyone is up."

Xinzhi leaned on the horns of the main hall, dozed off with his hands on his knees, and was also awakened.

He was wearing a thin blanket, which was sent by Lan Tian before.

He looked blankly at the group of uninvited guests, dressed neatly in silence, and packed his guns.

It was then that they were terrified: Could it be that they want to kill the monks in the monastery?
But why?

He saw Zhao Chuanxin go out of the Qinglong Hall in the first place, and disappeared into the rain curtain outside the hall.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, it turned out that they didn't intend to kill these monks.

But he still dare not leave.

Zhao Chuanxin came out of the Azure Dragon Hall cursing: "Fucking little devil, I just dreamed of fighting with others, and I was woken up when I just started laning. I must push their crystal today..."

The Ares team members at the door stretched their necks and looked down the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin followed his line of sight and saw a long dragon formed by lanterns at the foot of the mountain, flickering on and off, coming up the mountain unsteadily.

In such a dark day, it is impossible for them to march without lighting equipment, so there is no need to think about keeping secrets.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and said: "Go down, in the woods on both sides of the road, we will lie in ambush there. Don't hold the lights, this time we will fight directly to the face."

A group of people groped awkwardly in the dark, Zhao Chuanxin took the lead and walked in the front, followed closely by a long dragon.

Although he often makes small stoves and greedy people are scattered all over the place, although he has a serious hedonistic style.But when he was fighting, he took the lead in the soldiers, but everyone had to be convinced.

If something happens, you dare to go up.

On the way, Zhao Chuanxin had calculated that there might be emergencies, and studied where the ambush points needed to be set up.

At this point, just stick to the plan, no big deal.

The ambush point is in the woods on both sides of the Yanluo trail that came up the mountain.

When he was about to arrive, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and Park Shenglie hurriedly stopped the team behind him.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his chin: "Go into the woods on the left, and when the cannon fires, you will shoot. If you can't see it, just shoot at the side of the road."

Park Seungyeol smiled knowingly.

Mr. Zhao is going to do something again.

The feeling of being woken up at night is extremely uncomfortable. People who are addicted to dreams are forced to accept the gap of reality with their heads pressed, which is annoying.

The shadows of the trees through the devil's crystal glasses overlapped with the night, and the darkness became gray. There were shadows passing by from time to time in the jungle, and it was unknown how many small animals that foraged at night were hidden.

Zhao Chuanxin has no fear of ghosts and gods. Apart from a little fear of the deep sea, he really has nothing to fear.

Taking out the field cannon and setting up his posture, Zhao Chuanxin didn't have to wait long before the prey came to his door.

Almost as soon as the infantry squadron of the Japanese army arrived at the designated location, Zhao Chuanxin fired directly.

boom……

boom……

The two cannons fired successively, even if the Japanese army stretched the front line, they were also killed by the bombardment.

The Japanese soldiers who came here were actually exhausted. They heard that there was a temple on the mountain, and they only wanted to rest in the temple for one night.

After searching for a long time, they didn't see the shadow of the enemy. They were not ready for battle at all.

After two shots, the woods on their right side burst into "bang bang" gunfire, and another group of people fell.

The infantry squadron of the Japanese army was beaten into a daze, and it was at a loss for a while.

But something that Zhao Chuanxin did not expect happened.

Not far from the rear of the Japanese infantry squadron, there was a huge flame, which was the artillery fire.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyelids twitched, and he didn't know where to hide.

Fortunately, not every artilleryman has his aim.

In addition, the Japanese army used the Type 31 mountain artillery. Strictly speaking, the shells fired by this artillery are equivalent to howitzers.

Since it is a howitzer, what is needed is the fire coverage effect, not the ejaculation.

The shot missed without accident.

In addition, the Type 31 mountain gun is a retractable gun, unlike the Krupp 75 field gun used by Zhao Chuanxin, which has precise reset capabilities.

There is a drum barrel in the gun wheel, and a spring barrel is set behind the gun carriage.Before launching, one end of the cable should be fixed to the drum, and the other end should be connected to the spring tube. After launching, the inertia will wind the cable around the drum, and the spring tube will reset after the inertia disappears.

Naturally, this clumsy reset method cannot guarantee accuracy and requires manual calibration by the artillery.As a result, their guns were not as fast as Zhao Chuanxin's field guns.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately adjusted the muzzle of the field artillery.

He doesn't have a mountain cannon, and the field cannon is not very effective whether it is fired from above or condescending.

He tried to fire a shot, and the shell exploded far behind the Japanese artillery position.

After thinking about it roughly, Zhao Chuanxin felt that it was impossible to hit.If the angle of fire is too low, it will cause an early burst.If the shooting angle is too high, the shells will not know where to fly.

He simply put away the two cannons.

Because their own people were beaten in front, the Japanese artillery did not fire at the woods where Park Shengyeol and the others were hiding.

This kind of indiscriminate bombardment will kill even their own people.

Pieces of mountain artillery shells were lined up on the top of the mountain, and the nearest shell was only more than 30 meters away from Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was frightened into a cold sweat. He was afraid of being hit by the Japanese army's mountain artillery, so he started running down the mountain along the road.

Rather than being bombarded, it is better to have a higher survival rate in melee with Japanese infantry.

This is the first time Zhao Chuanxin has felt constrained in the war.

As the god of war, when he was under fire from artillery fire, his composition became a little watery.

The Japanese infantry squadron was caught off guard. Before they could react, the Ares squad had already fired the second round of gunfire.

The scattered counterattacks of the survivors of the Japanese infantry squadron seemed feeble.

Just when they were about to fight back, the heavy fire of heavy machine guns echoed in the valley on the mountain path.

The survivors of the Japanese infantry squadron were shocked. It turned out that there were ambushes ahead.

In war, the most terrible thing is to be attacked by two sides.

Fortunately, they were attacked at a [-]-degree angle, leaving them a way out.

Regardless of the casualties of their companions, they quickly retreated towards the artillery behind.

It was inconvenient for Park Shenglie and the others to pursue in the woods, so they had to wait for Zhao Chuanxin's follow-up order.

Zhao Chuanxin was afraid that after the Japanese infantry opened the distance, the artillery would focus on the forest, so he hurried over and shouted, "Come out and chase them!"

Li Xiuji got out of the woods with the leaves on his back, wiped the rain on his face and asked: "I still chase, I guess they have at least two squadrons and artillery, the chance of winning is not great."

After all, he has experienced the war, this time he is still calm, and he can more or less clearly see the situation on the battlefield.

However, this knowledge is not enough.

Park Seung-yeol explained to him: "At this time, if we retreat and keep a distance from their infantry, the artillery will be able to cover fire unscrupulously and indiscriminately. We have nowhere to escape. So we must pursue!"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the serious faces of the crowd, and he felt that "it seems to be dead" decisive emotion.

Occasionally despair makes people explode their potential; always despair makes people rotten and broken.

Zhao Chuanxin can't get used to their bad habits.

He suddenly showed his trademark smile.

Seeing his smile, everyone felt inexplicably relieved for some reason.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "You chase, don't distance yourself. I will go to the back and attack."

The word "outflank" is really wonderful.

After hearing this, Park Seung-yeol was delighted.

Zhao Chuanxin has proved several times that he can really outflank a group of people by himself.

After speaking, in the exclamation of everyone, Zhao Chuanxin jumped down the steep hillside next to him.

Li Xiuji hurriedly stretched out his head to look, only to see a black shadow in the darkness, erratic after a pause.

"Mr. Zhao is really a generation of strange people."

"Yeah, I've done some research. Mr. Zhao is very godly, and he will be invincible after he was born. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid we would have been scattered."

Zhao Chuanxin hung on the treetop.

After starting the Azure Phantom Armor and landing, he climbed and ran towards the Japanese artillery positions.

After all, it was late at night, and his eyesight was limited. The back of his hands, arms, and body were pierced by thorns from time to time, and then poured by rain, making the small wounds itchy.

He had never suffered such a crime, and he was crying incessantly.

He often dismisses others as being both worthy and standing, but in fact he is the most serious one.

But Lao Zhao doesn't care, he is just a layman, most people in the world like to restrain others with extremely high moral standards, don't they?
When they were fighting hard on a rainy night, Uehara Yusaku came to the temporary Jemulpo mansion of his son-in-law Yoshio Obayashi, preparing to take shelter from the rain and rest here.

As soon as he arrived, he suddenly heard the bad news.

Dalin Yixiong was killed on the spot by Zhao Chuanxin stabbing his forehead with a sharp knife, and his family property was confiscated.

Yusaku Uehara looked at the hall, and Yoshio Obayashi's bones were still not cold, and he stood there dumbfounded.

He didn't cry, but muttered to himself: "How can I explain to my daughter when I go back?"

He pulled over a banner merchant who was offering condolences and asked, "Tell me what's going on."

Knowing Yusaku Uehara's identity, the banner merchant explained everything in detail, but unconsciously concealed some things that were not good for him.

Finally, he said: "That's it, Dalin Sang also died for our Great Japanese Empire."

In fact, these words are somewhat resentful.

He really wanted to say: Yoshio Obayashi died because of you.

But he dared not.

Yusaku Uehara said angrily: "Zhao Chuanxin, I am at odds with you."

He was stubborn, but he didn't think it was his fault.

If it is wrong, it can only be Zhao Chuanxin's fault.

The banner merchant bowed his head, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Jumping and screaming here, is there any use?
Yusaku Uehara suddenly said to the banner merchants: "Notify all banner merchants to pay attention to the whereabouts of the God of War team. If there is news, report it immediately."

The banner merchant promised, "Ha Yi."

Turn around and forget about it.

But Yusaku Uehara noticed the unnatural change in his face.

When the banner merchants left, he said to the adjutant: "These banner merchants are no longer trustworthy, and they were all scared out of their wits by Zhao Chuanxin."

The adjutant didn't notice anything, he thought for a while and said, "How about I go beat them?"

Yusaku Uehara was a little annoyed at the flag merchant's cowardice.

He felt that these banner merchants should do what they did for the empire and should not have any complaints.

So he nodded: "Clarify interests and interests with them, and recognize friends and foes."

However, the adjutant misunderstood Yusaku Uehara's words.

Businessmen value profits, and the adjutant feels that in order for these cunning things to see the reality clearly, they must feel pain.

So I took people, went to several shops, asked for a meal and a card, and said harshly: "You are protected by the imperial army, and you should be loyal to the emperor and Commander Hasegawa. Otherwise, you will lose everything."

As soon as he left, the banner merchants gathered together and muttered: "There is really no way out, and now even the imperial army is starting to plunder our wealth."

"Yeah, Zhao Chuanxin still listened to that idiot Ozawa woodcutter's identification, but they were lucky and came to plunder indiscriminately. I am loyal to the empire, even if I was threatened by Zhao Chuanxin, I didn't reveal half of it. word."

"How about, let's secretly fall towards..."

"Shut up, that's not what you should say."

"Yes yes yes... But you are not curious, Uehara Yusaku and Zhao Chuanxin, who will win? I heard that the total number of the God of War team is at least two to three thousand. The people of all Korea are watching. If Zhao Chuanxin wins I'm afraid Ito Hirobumi is going to have a headache."

"Zhao Chuanxin seems to have never lost..."

When the adjutant went out, he saw a Japanese soldier running and crawling.

"What happened, panicked."

"Report, we encountered the God of War team at Guluji Ridge, and the infantry squadron was ambushed..."

My adjutant Cao...was shocked that I was caught by Uehara Isamu.

He thought of the faint figure in that flash of lightning again.

Shocked, he hurried to make a report to Uehara Yuu.

Yusaku Uehara, who was just about to fall asleep, heard that he had encountered Zhao Chuanxin and his God of War team, so he immediately got up from the bed and said while dressing: "Send two more squadrons to support, the number of God of War team dispatched should be only Hundreds of people, be sure to outflank them this time. Before dawn, I want to hear the good news that Zhao Chuanxin has been captured."

……

Fighting at night is extremely lively.

The two sides found a bunker and fired at each other. At this time, no tracer bullets appeared, and only long gun flames from the muzzles of the positions on both sides could be seen.

But without the blessing of artillery fire, the casualties were not too large.

Zhao Chuanxin had already arrived at the Japanese artillery position. He was currently on a slightly lower terrain, and it was not suitable to use heavy machine guns or field artillery on the spot.

Look at the battlefield where the Japanese infantry squadron and the God of War squad were fighting. In the case of fewer enemies and more enemies, the casualties will be heavy if the delay is long.

Zhao Chuanxin gritted his teeth, and a bold idea came to his mind.

He put on the armor of fortitude, put on the mask, armguards and everything.

Taking advantage of the night and the sound of rain, he quietly climbed outside the Japanese artillery positions, then got up and swaggered into the artillery positions.

After all, there are still mules and horses here, and there are many lanterns. The appearance of Zhao Chuanxin immediately attracted attention.

One artilleryman, wearing a rough wicker hat on his head, smoked with a broad billow of smoke barely shielded from the rain.

When he saw Zhao Chuanxin, he stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, and muttered something in Japanese.

Probably asked who Zhao Chuanxin was.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a pile of sand from the secret realm, and used mud trowel gloves to gather a wall.

The artilleryman was stunned for a moment.

boom!
Zhao Chuanxin shot him directly, right between the eyebrows.

This was his bold idea, and this time, he had no time to outflank the artillery positions.

The gunshots caught the attention of the rest of the Japanese army, and they all shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

Zhao Chuanxin buried himself in a fan-shaped stone wall, and opened a hole wherever he wanted to shoot.

Some artillerymen shouted: "Be careful down the mountain, be careful down the mountain."

He believes that Zhao Chuanxin is just one of the enemies who outflanked him.

Basically every artilleryman thinks so.

So they allocated firepower to guard against unknown enemies.

However, they never expected that Zhao Chuanxin was not one of them, but the only one.

There is no trick, Zhao Chuanxin is in the stone wall bunker, shooting randomly with a Madsen machine gun.

Looking here from a distance, you will be surprised to see an arc where sparks burst, countless bullets hit the stone wall, and all the sparks form a dazzling "golden bell cover".

A bullet flew in through the small opening of the bunker and hit Zhao Chuanxin's ribs under his chest.

His body shook slightly, and he continued to shoot.

Stretch out your left hand, let the sand accumulated on the ground fill from the inside to make up for the thickness of the fortress.

He was worried that the stone wall would be pierced.

This squadron of Mang's soldiers lost to him alone, and they were beaten and retreated steadily.

The mules and horses pulling the cannon were frightened, turned around and ran down the mountain dragging the cannon.

The horse's night vision ability is average, and the road is slippery. One horse turned down the mountain with the horse and the cannon.

People turned on their backs, and the scene was in chaos.

Suddenly, a Japanese artilleryman hiding behind a tree untied a small canning jar from his waist.

There was a long fuse on the canning jar, and when he lit it, the fuse burned quickly.

There is a rope tied to the mouth of the canning jar.

He swung the rope twice, and the can and bottle came out of his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin was shooting when he suddenly noticed something falling from his head.

After seeing the burning fuse, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

"I am Cao!"

Zhao Chuanxin's hair stood on end in an instant.

The desire to survive made him instinctively kick the canned bottle, the canned bottle rolled in the air, fell down the mountain, and burst in mid-air.

The power is not great, but Zhao Chuanxin was shocked into a cold sweat.

During the Russo-Japanese War, Tsarist Russia was the first country to start using hand grenades.Japan has suffered in this regard and has also begun to study grenades, but so far there has been little progress.

Just some Russo-Japanese War veterans who occasionally make crude hand grenades with the tools at hand.

Zhao Chuanxin had never met him before, so he was careless this time, so he forgot to dodge.

Thanks to the long, poorly made grenade fuze, he had plenty of time to react.

He was angry.

With mud trowel gloves, push the fort forward, and the third Madsen has been changed in his hand.

Regardless of whether it was jammed or the ammunition was exhausted, he would change the gun and shoot directly, trying to ensure that the firepower would not be interrupted.

Because he held the gun with one hand, the recoil of the Madsen machine gun made his arm numb.

A squadron of artillery had nothing to do with him.

These artillerymen also discovered that there is actually only one enemy here.

Dare to rely on their own strength to fight against a squadron of ruthless people, a name immediately appeared in their minds.

"He is Zhao Chuanxin..."

This roar had the opposite effect.

Some Japanese soldiers heard that the man in front of them was Zhao Chuanxin, so they turned around and retreated immediately.

There are also those who are not afraid of death, roaring: "Let's rush up more and block the bullet holes of the bunker."

There were really more than ten people who rushed forward obediently.

For the purpose of defense, Zhao Chuanxin made the opening of the bunker very small, and the shooting range was not wide, which really made several people close the distance from the side.

A Japanese soldier rushed forward, blocked the hole of the gun, and was immediately beaten into a mosaic.

(End of this chapter)