After everyone was ready, they arranged things and were ready to set off.
A group of five people carefully walked along the abandoned houses to the Japanese artillery station.
There are not many Japs at this time, and if the sneak attack is carried out properly, the infantry cannon can be successfully destroyed.
Fanla and the others didn't know how rich Nan Beichen was, and they thought they could save some money by helping him.
With this in mind, Nan Beichen was able to kill the opponent instantly by calling for artillery fire.
The 75mm infantry guns carried by the two infantry battalions are not just decorations!
Two infantry battalions and four 75mm infantry guns, the remaining mortars have not been counted.
Even their Sichuan Army forced in six Type 92 infantry and a Krupp 75mm field artillery.
The Krupp field gun was Xiaomao's cannon when he was promised to Krupp.
That 75mm Krupp field gun was Shi Xiaomao's pork belly.
It's just that the artillery knowledge of the Sichuan Army is at zero level, and they need Krupp's help to use it as soon as possible.
Even Long Wenwen went to study with him.
The Krupp 75mm field gun is his darling for Shi Xiaomao.
Even the head of the group wouldn't let him touch it.
In the past, it was Krupp who followed the regiment leader Long Wenwen and shouted earnestly, "Commander, let's shoot, commander, let's shoot!"
Now the regiment leader Long Wenwen chased Krupp with a begging look on his face and shouted earnestly, "Let's try a cannon! Krupp, let's try a cannon!"
You are typical of yesterday’s me who ignored me, but today’s me is beyond your reach.
"Excuse me, the Japs' artillery is right in front. There are two crooked machine guns guarding the bastard's cover, and there are seven or eight little Japs."
Bu La Deng Bao went to the front to investigate and then came back and said.
"Bu La, you and She Butt, you two will open fire to attract the Japs' attention. Milong, after they attract the Japs' attention, you will block it with machine guns. I will blow up the Japs' infantry cannon!"
Meng Fanglia understood the little devil's configuration under Bu La Deng Bao's explanation and immediately made arrangements.
Meng Fan was not only a top student but also a serious person who had commanded a company in battle.
There were not five hundred but three hundred cannon fodder who died under his hands.
In the end, all the brothers were killed in Xifengkou because of a Japanese 95-inch tank.
At that time, they could only rely on their flesh and blood to stop the tanks.
Don't even know how to destroy the tank.
To collect grenades, you must collect at least five grenades.
Otherwise, it would be in vain. Once the battle reached that point, many of them were fighting with big swords.
If there were hand grenades, I wouldn't be wielding the machete.
That thing often weighs more than ten kilograms and will be exhausted if you swing it too much.
So his arrangement is still very reasonable. They are all brothers who will definitely not arrange for them to die.
Originally, he felt guilty when those old brothers died in front of the Japanese tanks.
Now he doesn't want to repeat the same mistake, where the company commander was hit and burned alive because he was supposed to be holding a Molotov cocktail.
The match in Fanla's hand was the tool used to light the fire.
He always carried it in his pocket, and he hated why he didn't light the Molotov cocktail at that time.
If you hurry up, those old guys won't die in front of the Japanese machine guns.
The thought that often comes to my mind is, "I'm so annoying to you, why don't you ask the company commander to lend a hand!"
When these words rang out, he would think of the company commander being burned alive beside him.
This is what happened to a group of old brothers who were all killed by Japanese machine guns. From then on, he was a deserter, and he has been unable to escape until now.
The lameness was also the sequelae of being stabbed with a Japanese bayonet while trying to escape.
Snake Butt Ma Dazhi and Bu La Deng Bao began to move towards the predetermined location.
"Butt! Do you want to hear a sound?"
Bu La Deng Bao asked, holding the grenade and looking at the rope in his hand.
"Stop making trouble, the devils won't eat you alive for a while."
Seeing Bu La playing with the grenade in his hand, Snake Butt said worriedly.
Snake butts seem to be strong but are actually the least independent people.
He was just a cook who was inexplicably promoted to a young man and has been living here ever since.
The kitchen knife shiny by friction at his waist is his real weapon.
The submachine gun in his hand is nothing more than a temporary weapon.
Bu La unscrewed the back covers of the two grenades and said, "Take them, get ready!"
One of the grenades was given to Ma Dazhi.
Two grenades were fired at the same time, and Bu Lai quickly waved the rope and threw it as hard as he could.
Two grenades whirled towards the little devil.
The gunner of the Little Jaap was holding a 70mm high-explosive bomb and was about to load it, when suddenly a scarf fell and got wrapped around him.
By the time the little devil saw what it was, it was already too late.
jump! jump!
boom!
The grenade exploded together with the kid's high-explosive bomb, followed by a series of explosions.
The Japanese also placed three boxes of artillery shells beside them, and they all exploded.
"The bastard is running fast"
Deng Bao pulled the stunned Ma Dazhi and ran back quickly.
"what's up?"
Mi Long asked after looking at the huge explosion sound in front of him with a puzzled look.
"I don't know why it exploded!"
The smoke and dust kicked up by the huge explosion made it impossible to see clearly what was ahead.
I saw two big black mice running towards me, panting.
"You bastard! If you don't run away quickly, the little devil is coming to chase you."
Deng Bao shouted in warning as he ran.
"My uncle's!"
Meng Fan couldn't help but cursed, then limped back and ran away.
"Why are you still standing there, looking for death? Run away!"
Milong hated the fact that it was not made of steel and slapped Doubian on his helmet and shouted.
Generally, Doubian would lie down in front with an ammunition box on his back as a support for the dragon.
"What's going on? Brother Milong?"
Doubiang raised his head and asked with an innocent face, and turned around to see that the good guy Milong had run away.
"Brother Mi Long! Wait for me."
Doubiang also ran away with the dragon.
The Major on the Japanese side was so angry that he led his men to chase him.
"Miscellaneous Dragon Machine Gun!"
Meng Fan was running and shouting!
Milong also understood what he meant, and immediately stopped and started pouring bullets at the chasing little Japs through the collapsed low wall.
"Brother Milong! Brother Milong, I haven't come here yet!"
"You damn thing, crawl over here and I'll cover you."
Looking at Doubian Milong who had not come over yet, he cursed.
Milong himself carried three magazines and changed one magazine to continue output.
"Come here quickly!"
Milong shouted while shooting and suppressing the little devil with firepower.
"Brother Mi Long, my leg was twisted."
Doubiang responded to Milong with a mournful tone.
"You're a piece of shit. You can't do whatever you want and you won't be able to eat anything."
Milong cursed with worry on his face.
Several little Japs were already pressing up, and Milong only had the last magazine left.
One of the little devils found Doubi lying in the ditch for shelter and raised his Type 38 rifle to shoot.
