"Commander line, what is the origin of our regiment? To be honest, the Central Army is jealous of this batch of equipment. How can the superiors be so generous and send it directly to the front line?"
On the way back to the position, Long Wenwen carried a box of ammunition and asked Meng Fangliao next to him as he walked.
"I don't know where to go, but Tuan Zao is indeed unusual. I heard they said that Tuan Zao was from Huangpu Sixth Phase, and he has strong connections with his superiors."
"When Captain Yu from the other side of the river came to our station, he was very arrogant. When he saw our regiment, he was frightened... Hey, your uncle, who told you to call me a messenger?!"
Meng Fan was angry. This grandson always called him a messenger, making him look like he was a member of the regiment. This made the young master very unconvinced.
Long Wenwen was not annoyed and said with a smile: "This is not so simple as usual. The number of members in the group will be less than 30 this year. Believe it or not, when we brothers return to Zenda, we will all be promoted."
"You should take a rest. I haven't even finished praying to the bride and I'm thinking about having a baby."
Meng Fanlao rolled his eyes and mocked. What is this gray grandson thinking? Let’s wait until he has passed this level before talking about promotion.
Long Wenwen didn't take it seriously. He turned to look at Liao Mingyu in the team with a smile, feeling increasingly happy. The stronger the backstage of the group, the more secure your identity will be after you return.
Liao Mingyu suddenly saw Long Wenwen smiling obscenely at him, and he felt goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but cursed:
"Why are you staring at me and laughing? It's so weird."
"Captain, can you please stop learning our Northeastern dialect? It sounds weird to me."
The kid Milong held a light machine gun in one hand and said in discomfort.
"You uncle, get out of here!" Liao Mingyu was speechless. After being with these grandsons for a long time, I unknowingly learned their dialect.
A group of people moved twice before moving all the weapons and ammunition back to the position.
The Sichuan Army Corps was strengthened by this batch of weapons, and the firepower distribution had to be rearranged. Liao Mingyu asked Cui Yong and others to choose their own machine gun positions.
Especially for mortars, more than a hundred more clever soldiers were selected from the veterans, and Liao Mingyu taught them step by step how to operate this American-made mortar.
There are about 10 of them who have been artillerymen before and know basic operating common sense.
"This is the sight, used to observe the target distance. This is the steering gear, used to adjust the muzzle position. Don't touch that one! That one is the high and low level."
"Krupp, it's best to divide the mortar positions into two. One is placed on the reverse slope, and a few observers are arranged on the top of the mountain. Anyway, we are defending, so we don't need to care too much about the shooting distance. The Japs' heavy artillery can't reach the reverse slope, but we must Be on guard against their mortars."
Krupp deserves to be a professional artilleryman. Although he has never fired this kind of mortar, he has a general understanding of the basic operation of this gun after a brief explanation. Now Li Liansheng is arranging positions and personnel together, and instructing the artillerymen on some operating methods.
Looking at the sweaty but orderly soldiers, Liao Mingyu nodded. Although they were chased around by little devils a day ago, once they are given hope and belief, they will become a battlefield that scares the enemy. veteran!
"Captain! The Japs' forward troops are here!" A soldier hurried to Liao Mingyu and reported.
Liao Mingyu frowned, did he finally come? Then he raised his telescope to look ahead.
About 2 kilometers away from the Sichuan Army's position, countless torches were swaying in the jungle in the distance, and the little devils were marching in neat formation.
There are still a large number of people riding bicycles speeding on the road, and there is a long row of motorized troops and troop transport trucks on the road, pulling carloads of soldiers and heavy weapons heading towards Nantianmen.
"It's his grandma's fault. The Japanese must have requisitioned all the bicycles in Myanmar. A regiment came so fast!" Long Wenwen spat and cursed.
"It's been a lot slower." Liao Mingyu shook his head and said to him.
What Long Wenwen didn't know was that if they hadn't annihilated a group of Japs at the airport, causing the Japanese commander to be a little uncertain about the situation and order the troops to slow down their march, the Japanese army would have arrived at Nantianmen as early as this afternoon.
No matter what, a group of little devils are rushing towards Nantianmen like a mad dog!
At this moment, they don't know that there is a whole regiment of Chinese soldiers stationed at Nantianmen. There was no scruple at all during the march, and he walked forward with a swagger.
The Japanese just felt that there might be a small group of Chinese soldiers making meaningless resistance at Nantianmen. Their entire regiment only needed a blast of artillery and a charge of infantry to flatten this group of Chinese who didn't know how high the sky was.
"Everyone listen to the order! Check the weapons and equipment and prepare to fight!" Liao Mingyu shouted loudly to the soldiers of the Sichuan Army.
"Clatter, crash, crash!" The soldiers moved one after another, and the sound of bullets being loaded was heard.
"Captain, how about we have a shot?"
"Um?"
Krupp next to him cautiously ran to Liao Mingyu, raised his head and asked him: "Just shoot, okay?"
Looking at Krupp, who was as fat as a bear and became a spirit, Liao Mingyu was angry and funny. I imitated his accent and said: "What are you going to do with one shot? What are you going to do with one shot? If you want to fight, just shoot ten shots!"
"Ah? Oh, okay, let's fire ten shots!" Krupp understood immediately and hurried back to the artillery position. He lowered his head and used the scope to observe the distance, and then used a branch to draw data on the ground to calculate the angle.
Krupp's fat hands twisted the height frame to adjust the angle. After confirming the shooting distance again, he shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Aim the muzzle at the target, and the elevation angle is 50 degrees!"
The artillerymen adjusted their firing angles in accordance with the instructions.
"The loader is ready, the first three artillery groups, test fire one round, let go!"
The loader immediately stuffed the mortar shell into the muzzle as quickly as possible, and then covered his ears tightly.
Phew…
The mortar shell rushed into the air, drew an arc and landed next to the team of little Japanese.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Eight or nine Japanese soldiers on the edge of the team were blown away by the shock waves and shrapnel of the artillery shells. Except for Krupp's shot, the other shells did not fall on the Japanese team.
Maybe it was because the visibility was not good at night, or maybe the artillerymen were really incompetent, so the first wave of test firings was not ideal.
"Damn it, Krupp, what are you trying to hit? If you don't hit me, you won't have dinner!"
Liao Mingyu saw this scene with a telescope and yelled angrily. This frightened Krupp. He didn’t have to have anything, but he had to eat!
He pushed away the obstructing artillerymen and adjusted the direction and angle of the muzzle himself. After confirming that there was no problem, he took the shells and loaded them.
"Fire!"
The three mortars made a dull sound of firing again.
"call out……!"
Three mortars roared and hit the middle of the Japanese army with a sharp sound!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The 81mm high-explosive grenade and the 91mm artillery shells of the Little Japs were even more powerful. Three shells flew directly into the Japs formation. Each shell can take away a dozen little devils. The little devil at the center of the explosion was even blown to pieces!
"Keep firing! Before the kid can react, use full mortar fire!" Liao Mingyu ordered loudly.
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