Looking at the battlefield at the foot of the hillside, Li Qiufan was so anxious that his body seemed to be covered with ants and itched all over.
"Monk, let's talk about it. You can go down with me and I promise not to rush in. How about that?"
Li Qiufan compromised. Although the monk couldn't defeat him, there was a guard company nearby and he was afraid of being crushed to death.
"Um, okay then, we agreed to the captain that you won't rush in!"
The monk looked at Li Qiufan's increasingly perverted eyes and could only nod in agreement.
Seeing that the monk agreed, Li Qiufan drew his machete and rushed down.
"Kill!"
Li Qiufan ran and shouted, but just as he ran to the battlefield, the shouts of death suddenly stopped.
Li Qiufan stopped and looked around, realizing that the battle was over. Then he looked back with red eyes: "Monk! I'm going to eat you alive!"
When the monk heard the sound, he turned around and ran away without even daring to look back.
"Qiu Fan, stop getting mad! Come and study how to drive this car!"
Just when Li Qiufan was about to catch up, Zhao Gang stepped forward and stopped him.
"Driving? I'm familiar with this!"
When he heard about driving, he stopped chasing the monk and turned around and walked towards the Japanese car.
After getting in, the ignition was put into gear and the accelerator was pressed, and the car drove out a few meters away. Then he stuck his head out and looked at Zhao Gang: "How are you, Old Zhao?"
This move made Zhao Gang feel black lines all over his forehead, and he said angrily: "If you know how to drive, hurry up and teach others! You're still playing the game!"
Li Qiufan was stunned by this small steel cannon, and he thought to himself: "It's his grandma's fault, I'm still a regiment leader, I'm asking you to take care of it like a little grandson!"
After more than ten minutes of teaching, I finally taught a dozen people, and then they retreated in a Japanese car and dragged a howitzer.
Back in Baitou Village, Li Qiufan asked the soldiers to move down the seized materials so that they could be easily counted.
After some counting, Li Qiufan almost dripped out his ham.
There are twelve Type 91 105mm field howitzers, and the Japanese are equipped with 60 rounds of shells for each gun, which is 720 rounds.
The most important thing is that the sights are still there. You must know that in every war, the Japanese will take away the sights even if they cannot take away the cannons after defeat. The cannons captured by our party do not have sights.
In addition, there are more than 1,500 38 rifles, 26 light machine guns, 17 grenade launchers, and more than 50,000 rounds of various bullets.
After this battle, the 22nd Regiment flew directly onto the branches again, and the crow turned into a phoenix.
"Old Zhao, let's go to Taiyuan. I feel like I can do it again!"
Li Qiufan put his hands on his hips and turned to look at Zhao Gang beside him.
"Haha, I'll give you a few more planes, and you can go attack the enemy's lair."
Zhao Gang rolled his eyes at him angrily and said jokingly.
Now that he has soldiers and equipment, Li Qiufan's biggest worry is that he has been unable to contact his superiors and get no further instructions.
"Old Zhao, how can we contact the brigade headquarters and division headquarters?"
Li Qiufan looked at the sky and thought about a solution.
"How do I know? Otherwise, go and attack Taiyuan. Once Taiyuan is defeated, the brigade headquarters will know where you are!"
After Zhao Gang turned black, he became more and more out of tune.
"Attacking Taiyuan? Haha, I want to be able to defeat it...huh?"
"Yes, let's just make some noise. The news will definitely spread by then. Even if we don't contact us, our superiors will send someone to contact us!"
Li Qiufan patted his head and came up with a solution.
"This is a solution, but how do you want to make a noise?"
Zhao Gang nodded, agreeing with Li Qiufan's idea.
"Haha, do you still remember the county town I went to before? Since there are cannons, we have to listen to the sound. Let's go to the county town and fire off two cannons!"
Li Qiufan smiled and looked in the direction of the county seat.
"That's right, let's attack the county seat!"
With the howitzer, Zhao Gang also felt confident.
Three days later, leaving wounded soldiers and a battalion to garrison, Li Qiufan set off towards the county town with four infantry battalions, artillery battalion and reconnaissance battalion.
The team was huge, with twelve cars in the middle, and twelve howitzers towed behind the cars.
Half a day later, Li Qiufan and the others arrived outside the county town and immediately set up an artillery position.
Because Li Qiufan and the others did not hide anything, the Japanese and puppet troops in the county discovered them immediately and directly built a defensive position.
"Haha, it seems that the little devil is ready."
"Lao Ma, is the howitzer ready?"
Li Qiufan glanced at the city wall cheerfully, then turned to Lao Ma and asked.
"It's ready!"
After hearing Lao Ma's reply, Li Qiufan came to the howitzer.
"Today I will teach you how to fire a howitzer, please learn from it!"
Li Qiufan shouted to the gunners, then took the scope and put it on, then aimed, adjusted the angle, and loaded the shells.
While operating and explaining, Zhao Gang and Heizi looked at each other in shock. How could this guy teach during a war?
"Cover your ears and open your mouths! We're about to fire!"
"boom!"
After Li Qiufan finished speaking, he fired directly, hitting the county wall with a bang and opening a gap in the wall.
"Haha, the fight was okay."
Seeing that the shot was not missed, Li Qiufan gave himself a thumbs up.
"Do you understand everything?"
Li Qiufan turned to look at the gunners and asked.
Everyone was still immersed in the power of the cannon just now. They calmed down when they heard Li Qiufan's voice and looked at him blankly.
"My mother, the 92nd style belongs to my grandchildren!"
Lao Ma couldn't help but sigh, infantry artillery was really nothing compared to howitzers.
"Old Ma, I'm asking you a question! Do you understand?"
Seeing Lao Ma in a daze, Li Qiufan frowned and asked.
"Ah, Captain, I understand!"
Lao Ma said quickly, then ran to another howitzer and started operating it.
After some manipulation and aiming, Lao Ma directly fired without asking Li Qiufan for his opinion.
"boom!"
Another explosion sounded on the wall. The old horse was indeed trained by Li Qiufan himself, and he could hit it so accurately just after he got started.
"It's cool! It's exciting! His grandma's!"
After firing a cannon, the old horse jumped up and down happily.
"Okay, let's see what potential you have!"
"Let the remaining people fire off one shot each to experience the feel first."
Li Qiufan gave Lao Ma a disgusted look, and then arranged for the gunners to practice.
He was having fun here, but it was miserable for the Japanese.
The Japs in the county were waiting for the 22nd Regiment to charge, but unexpectedly no one came, so they fired two cannons first.
The two cannons frightened the puppet troops to the point of peeing. The Japanese were better than the puppet troops, but they could tell what kind of artillery they were from the power of the explosion, and they were trembling in their hearts.
