At 4 o'clock in the morning, the morning star slowly appears in the eastern sky, indicating that the dawn is coming...
This is the time when people are most tired at night, and the same is true for the Japanese troops in Yangon City. Although there are patrol troops on guard, most of the soldiers on guard have deserted.
Except for the fierce battle two months ago, the enemy did not move much during this period, and they rarely launched surprise attacks at night. The long confrontation made them less vigilant than before.
As everyone knows, on a small slope one kilometer outside Yangon City, more than a dozen 92 infantry guns have been set up, and the soldiers and artillerymen of the secret service battalion are making final calculations and adjustments.
If the little devils shot a flare into the sky now, the scene they would see would definitely shock their jaws.
A chubby figure moved left and right among the artillery troops, directing the soldiers to conduct final inspections.
If you look carefully, you will find that they all have gas masks on their faces. Everyone is very careful in their movements because they are afraid of making too much noise and being discovered by the enemy.
No vehicles or mules and horses were used for transportation, and more than a dozen cannons were pushed to this position solely by manpower. The soldiers also carried the cannonballs in boxes one by one on their shoulders.
In order to allow the shelling to cover most of the Japanese defense line, the firing squads were positioned very close to each other. A few hundred meters away was the firefighting zone. If it had been during the day, the little Japanese on the opposite side would have discovered it and opened fire.
This act of attaching bayonets to the artillery was very dangerous. If it had not been for the cover of night, they would have been discovered by the little Japanese at this distance.
At this moment, the artillery battalion commander took a walkie-talkie and reported the situation to Krupp, who was still playing with the direction machine: "Sir, it's the brigade commander."
Without saying a word, Krupp immediately put down what he was doing, took the walkie-talkie and put it to his ear: "What's the matter?"
"Zizi...what the hell is going on? It will be dawn in an hour or two. Fatty, have you done it yet?"
Li Liansheng's angry scolding came from the walkie-talkie, and the sound was so loud that it almost shocked his ears.
Krupp quickly put the walkie-talkie away from his ears, and still said in a leisurely and slightly silly manner: "It's almost done. Has Jun Zuo's order been issued?"
"The order has come down. Launch artillery fire on the Japanese army before five o'clock, but pay attention to the wind direction. The wind is blowing from the northeast now. Remember, you must wait until the wind direction turns south before you can fire. Don't hold back then, give me all your strength. beat!
Also...Be sure to use up those shells before the enemy counterattacks, and then take the people back to me immediately! "
Krupp nodded and was about to answer, but suddenly thought of something: "Then... what to do with these 92 infantry cannons?"
"...You little thing! Forget about those cannons! Run as fast as you can after the cannonballs are fired, otherwise you will have to account for those two hundred kilograms!"
Li Liansheng ordered angrily:
"One more thing...if the wind direction doesn't change, cancel the operation. You only have one chance, so you can't risk it. If the gas bomb doesn't have a good effect this time, there will be no point in waiting for the little devil to be prepared later."
Krupp, who seemed to understand, put down the walkie-talkie and looked at the artillery battalion commander next to him.
"S-Sir? We need to get ready as soon as possible."
The battalion commander swallowed and subconsciously pointed to the gas bombs on the ground: "Now we are too close to the Japs. It will be very dangerous if the position is exposed if we open fire later. We must shoot all the shells in a short time. In addition, this The direction of the wind is also…”
Before the other party had finished speaking, Krupp Sayazi, who was belatedly aware of the situation, ran to the gun emplacement in front and personally calibrated the shooting elements for the soldiers.
Krupp on the artillery position was completely different from the fat man who usually only knew how to eat and drink. Few people in the army could control the artillery as well as him.
As a deflection weapon, the 92 Infantry Cannon is relatively easy to shoot while hiding on a reverse slope. Just for the sake of range and coverage, the artillery position chosen by Krupp is relatively flat and there are no more mountains for cover.
Although this gun fires quickly, it still takes a lot of time to fire these four tons of poison gas bombs. Once this artillery position is discovered by the enemy and they return fire, they will be really in danger.
Time passed by, and the sky was getting brighter. It was almost five o'clock in the morning, but the northeast wind was still blowing.
Krupp was lying on the edge of the sandbag, his cheeks covered with sweat under his gas mask.
He was holding the firing rope of a cannon tightly in his hand, staring at his watch without blinking, obviously still waiting for the opportunity.
The battalion commander next to him was already sweating profusely, and his back was wet with sweat. The huge pressure seemed to make people breathless.
When using biological and chemical weapons on such a battlefield, you have to consider the direction of the wind, and you must also pay attention to your position.
Yangon is in the south, their artillery positions are on the northeast side of Yangon, and the positions of the entire expeditionary force are in the east, west, and north. If they have to brave the reverse wind to launch poison gas bombs, it is likely to cause harm to themselves.
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Perhaps the distance between the main force and the main force has no effect, but most of their operators will be at a loss, and even the effectiveness against the enemy will be greatly reduced.
"There are still ten minutes until five o'clock..." Krupp lowered his wrist and muttered to himself.
"Sir, we...should we withdraw?" the artillery battalion commander asked hesitantly.
The skyline has turned slightly white, and it will be dawn soon, but the wind direction has not changed, which also indicates that they have to terminate the operation.
Although he was unwilling to do so, no one knew what the consequences would be if he took the risk of firing. After all, it would affect the entire battlefield if it affected the whole body.
Krupp did not answer, but stared blankly above his head, listening carefully to the sound of the wind blowing from his ears.
After about two minutes, he decisively stretched out his thumb and took a lick in his mouth, then raised it above his head to feel the change in the direction of the air.
Then he grabbed a handful of weeds and threw them into the air. As the weeds slowly fell, surprise slowly appeared in Krupp's eyes.
After another five minutes, he did the same thing again, and the weeds scattered in the air floated in the wind, but this time, they slowly landed in the opposite direction.
"The wind direction...has changed?" The battalion commander stared blankly at the grass clippings on the ground with a look of disbelief.
A breeze blew by, and everyone could feel a slight chill on their backs, which was unusually cool in this hot morning.
The wind is obviously blowing from the south. Although the wind speed is not fast, for them this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Krupp no longer hesitated and immediately shouted loudly: "Order, everyone prepares to use gun position No. 1 as a signal to fire at the same time."
"yes!"
