I'm killing enemies with my sword and exploding equipment

Chapter 39 Cannons with calibers above 300 mm

After everything was prepared and Wang Chengzhu came to Liujiacun with four ammunition men, Yang Yuanshan ordered the troops to set off while it was still early.

Although he was preparing for a night attack, he did not want to travel in the middle of the night.

These days, there are no such things as street lights. If you are traveling in the middle of the night without lighting a torch, quite a few soldiers will fall behind unknowingly.

And if you use torches, the target of 300 people is too big, and it will easily attract the attention of people from all walks of life.

Seeing the soldiers walking out of the village carrying guns, kettles, dry food, bullets and other items, the villagers in Liujia Village couldn't help but murmur:
"Our team is going to fight against the Japs again! Then don't we have meat to eat again?"

During this time, they all have experience.

As long as the soldiers of the special agent company are dispatched in large numbers, when they return from the battle victorious, some good things will be distributed to them.

Let them who are extremely poor also benefit from it.

Although correspondingly, they also need to help the soldiers with chores such as mending clothes, taking care of the wounded, carrying trophies, and cooking.

At this moment, seeing the soldiers from the special agent company dispatched, they all secretly thought that they had to prepare firewood in advance. When the soldiers from the special agent company came back, they could immediately help them boil water to treat the wounded and bathe them.

"The army and the people are united as one, let's see who can defeat them in the world", that's it!

This is also one of the reasons why the Eighth Route Army became stronger and stronger as it fought in the base areas.

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The team of more than 300 people is quite large.

There are also sixty war horses, all carrying ammunition boxes, heavy machine guns, and mortars on their backs.

When he started taking action, he was so startled that the birds flew all the way.

Yang Yuanshan had early arranged for reconnaissance platoon leader Li Dahe to lead people to clear the way ahead, but he did not encounter any accidents.

The Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp was forty or fifty miles away from Liujia Village. The soldiers of the special agent company walked for several hours and were so tired that they were sweating all over before they arrived at a forest four or five miles away from the prisoner-of-war camp.

Yang Yuanshan ordered everyone to hide in the woods, eat dry food and drink water, and wait silently for the arrival of darkness.

At this time, Li Dahe, the platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon, also came over to report:

"Company commander, everything is normal in the direction of the prisoner of war camp."

"it is good!

Have you noticed where their phone lines are?

I'll send people to guard the phone lines later. Once they hear the sound of our cannons, they will cut off all the phone lines. Do you understand? "

"understand!"

Li Dahe nodded in agreement.

In fact, Yang Yuanshan knew that for such an important facility as the Qingshan Prisoner of War Camp, the Japs would most likely be equipped with both a radio and a telephone. Simply cutting the telephone line might not prevent the enemy from asking for help from his superiors.

But as long as the little Japs in the prisoner-of-war camp can contact the nearby Japs for support in the shortest possible time, it will be a success.

After all, there would be a delay in sending a telegram to the superiors, who would then mobilize reinforcements.

It's definitely not as quick as calling the nearby Jaap stronghold directly from the prisoner of war camp.

What's more, what if there is no radio in the prison camp, or the radio happens to malfunction?
Wouldn't that make a lot of money?
After arranging Li Dahe, Yang Yuanshan called Han Yang, Wang Xikui and other platoon leaders to him and assigned tasks:

"Similar to the last time we attacked Wanjia Town, we will attack in the middle of the night this time.

Take the sound of cannons as a signal, and when Wang Chengzhu fires his cannons to attack the Type [-] infantry artillery of the Japs, you lead the charge straight forward.

After rushing into the range of the 60-meter mortar, he immediately set up artillery to bombard the heavy machine guns at the four corners of the little devil's wall.

Then the two heavy machine guns also paid attention to choosing suitable locations to establish machine gun positions to cover the mortars and charging soldiers.

Understand? "

"understand!"

Everyone's morale is very high.

Thinking of the success of the last attack on Wanjia Town, they felt that this time it should not be much more difficult.Yang Yuanshan saw that they underestimated the enemy and quickly ordered:
"The walls of the prisoner of war camp are very high. You must wait until the artillery destroys the enemy's walls before you can continue the charge. Don't let the soldiers die easily!

If you can solve the problem with bullets and cannonballs, don't fight hand-to-hand!

In this prisoner-of-war camp, there are only a little over 100 little Japs. We have the advantage in terms of numbers and firepower. "

Unlike other teams in the Eighth Route Army that were extremely short of bullets and artillery shells, Yang Yuanshan relied on the "enemy-killing explosive equipment system" to have abundant ammunition, so he only wanted to bombard the enemy with firepower.

Anyway, the little devils are not invulnerable. If one bullet is dropped, these bastards will have to attack the streets!

The officers of the secret service company had long been accustomed to Yang Yuanshan's wealthy style, and they all nodded in agreement to his "inhumane" orders.

Wang Chengzhu and the other borrowed people were filled with envy in their hearts, thinking: When will our machine gun platoon be able to have unlimited shells like this!
So happy!

At this time, Han Yang couldn't help but ask:

"Company Commander, if we don't attack the prisoner of war camp in the shortest time, what if the Japanese see that the situation is bad and kill the prisoners of war?"

"What? Killing prisoners of war? This is a violation of the Geneva Convention!"

Even the instructor Xu Shaobai had a look of disbelief on his face.

He went to college, and although he dropped out after one year, he was more knowledgeable and even knew about the Geneva Convention.

In the month since he joined the special agent company, he gritted his teeth and trained with the soldiers, and his originally delicate face had turned a bit purple.

"The little devil is so crazy that he can do anything. Didn't the monk just say that the little devil in this prisoner-of-war camp uses prisoners of war for unarmed combat training and kills many prisoners of war."

Yang Yuanshan sneered.

He was quite satisfied with Xu Shaobai as the instructor.

Although he is a white-faced scholar, he did not complain during training, and now on the battlefield, he did not pee his pants in fear.

After taking a nap and washing his face, Wei Dayong felt much better and nodded quickly:

"That's right. When I escaped from the prisoner-of-war camp, five or six prisoners of war from our Central Army were killed by the little Japs in unarmed combat."

"Ah, company commander, shouldn't we all work together to rush into the prison camp and rescue the prisoners of war?

Instead of relying on shelling to slowly blow open the walls of this prisoner of war camp?
Our two mortars are used to blow up the wall. I'm afraid they are not powerful enough and the speed is very slow, right? "

Xu Shaobai was extremely surprised.

"There's nothing you can do about it. I can't make fun of the lives of the soldiers."

Yang Yuanshan said categorically.

If the kid wanted to kill the prisoners of war, he couldn't stop him. He could only wait to break the prison camp and kill all the kid!
After hearing this, the expressions of everyone present became very ugly.

On the way here, they had already heard from Wei Dayong that in this prisoner-of-war camp, there were not only prisoners from the Central Army, but also from the Shanxi-Sui Army, and even prisoners from their Eighth Route Army.

If you were killed by a little devil, it would be a shame for both humans and gods!

Seeing everyone's expressions, Yang Yuanshan smiled slightly and said:

"You don't have to worry too much. I still have a trump card, which may be able to blow down the little devil's wall very quickly."

As he spoke, he glanced at a huge gasoline barrel on a horse next to him. The gasoline barrel was tightly bound by several thick wires and looked very strong.

This was the capture from the original attack on Wanjia Town.

There were several in total at first, but he brought one with him this time.

"Ah, what's the trump card?"

People are curious.

"I brought a cannon with a caliber of over 300 mm!"

Yang Yuanshan chuckled.

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