On the battlefield in Heyuan County, Yang Yuanshan watched Wang Gensheng and the artillery fire continuously. He became a little bored and even felt sleepy and wanted to sleep.
There was no other way. In order to reduce casualties, he kept sending people to give orders to Wang Gensheng:
"Keep bombing, don't stop, shoot all the shells for me!"
Anyway, his system was still prompting him to kill the little devil and explode the equipment.
Artillery shells and so on, kill more little Japanese artillerymen, and they will explode.
When Wang Gensheng heard Yang Yuanshan's order, he was so happy that he shouted to the soldiers of the artillery company:
"Comrades, the battalion commander said, let us open up and fight today, there are enough shells!
So we treat this shelling as artillery training!
All gunners and ammunition handlers must take turns to fire, and each person should fire at least 20 rounds for me. Do you understand? "
"clear!"
Upon hearing this order, the new ammunition operators who joined the artillery company suddenly became excited.
They haven't fired a single cannon yet, but now they can actually fire 20 rounds, which is so cool.
If you say this, how many people will die from envy?
For other troops, let alone the ammunition handwheel, even the gunner can't fire 20 rounds, right?
The deputy commander of the artillery company next to him, Gao Yuanzhi, was a little speechless when he heard Wang Gensheng's words. He was a prisoner of the Japanese prisoners of war in Wanjia Town. He had a high level of education and was much more knowledgeable than Wang Gensheng.
He thought to himself: There is a war going on right now. If you mess around like this and delay the secret service battalion's mission to capture Heyuan County, we will be in trouble.
He quickly stood up and beat everyone:
"Comrades, you are not asked to fire randomly. Each of you must first observe the target yourself, and then calculate the angle and direction before firing.
If three rounds are missed in a row, no more shots are allowed for half an hour!
Although we have no shortage of artillery shells, they cannot be wasted! Understand? "
"clear!"
The artillery company soldiers agreed in unison.
Wang Gensheng couldn't help but look ashamed when he heard Gao Yuanzhi's words. He knew that he was born a sheepherder and had never read any books, so his thinking was too simple.
If Yang Yuanshan hadn't trusted him more, this artillery company commander would have belonged to Gao Yuanzhi long ago.
He immediately made up his mind to find more instructors in the future, strengthen his studies, and never fall too far behind Gao Yuanzhi.
…
In this way, more than a dozen guns from the artillery battery continued to fire continuously, targeting Heyuan County with indiscriminate bombing.
Since the soldiers of the artillery company were not skilled in their profession, the artillery fire was naturally indescribable.
From time to time, I heard Wang Gensheng and Gao Yuanzhi scolding their mothers:
"Dayongzi, where are you going to fight? They've all flown into the city!"
"He Laosan, you are blind as hell. When we hit the city wall, I didn't ask you to hit the ground. Your cannonballs didn't even hit the city wall!"
"Little Wuzi, you don't know where your three fucking rounds went. Go get the shells. You're not wasting the shells like this!"
…
However, it was precisely because the artillery company soldiers fired artillery shells with unpredictable landing points that the little Japanese and the second Japanese on the wall of Heyuan County suffered even more.
No one knows when a cannonball will fly inexplicably, leaving them dead everywhere.
All the little devils and second devils were huddled in the corner, shivering, hoping that time would pass quickly and the sky would light up earlier.
The little devil believed that as soon as it dawned, the Locust Army's bombers would come and blow up the artillery positions on Tubal Road, and then they would be saved.
They never thought that the majestic locust army would be suppressed by Tubal Road's artillery fire. It was simply unreasonable!
The two Japs had different thoughts, but most of them were thinking: The Eighth Master below the city is so ferocious, I'm afraid this Taijun will be finished!
Then when Ba Ye charges, should we quickly kill the two princes as a token of surrender and surrender?
Do you still want to be a filial son and grandson to the little devil?
I heard that Master Ba only kills people who do evil things. I am a good person and I am safe.
hey-hey!
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While the artillery company was bombarding Heyuan County in full swing, Li Dahe and Wei Dayong, along with members of the Third Company and the Guard Company, were lying more than 500 meters to the right outside the north gate of the county, anxiously waiting for the city wall to collapse.
However, they watched the dozen or so cannons firing continuously for a long time, sending bricks and stones flying everywhere on the city wall, but there was still no sign of collapse of the city wall, and they couldn't help but be very anxious.
Wei Dayong approached Li Dahe and complained:
"This bastard Wang Gensheng, no matter how he shoots, he is so inaccurate that I have to lie here for a long time!
I have to beat him up later! "
Li Dahe was more cautious. He took out a pocket watch, looked at the time carefully under the moonlight, and then said:
"It's only around ten o'clock in the evening. There's still time before dawn. Please wait patiently."
In fact, why didn't he complain in his heart?
But he also knew very well that most of the soldiers in the artillery company were basically new recruits. Even the artillery company commander Wang Gensheng only learned how to fire artillery from Wang Chengzhu in the past few months. He couldn't ask for too much!
When Wei Dayong heard this, he could only let out a long sigh, turned over and lay down on the ground, muttering:
"Well, I don't know how many little Japs will be left in this county when the bombardment stops. Will they be enough for me to kill?"
…
Just when Yang Yuanshan was boredly watching the artillery battery shelling Heyuan County in the train station, someone suddenly came to report:
"Battal Commander, Captain He and the others are here!"
Yang Yuanshan perked up and asked quickly:
"Where is the man? Let him come to see me!"
After a while, the travel-worn He Yunfu stood in front of him.
"Battalion Commander, we have completed our mission and have captured the three gun towers and the northern slope stronghold."
"Okay, Lao He, how are your casualties?"
If it were Li Yunlong, he would definitely ask how many trophies were captured first, but Yang Yuanshan was not interested in the trophies. He only hoped that fewer soldiers would sacrifice.
"There were basically no casualties. A total of nine soldiers were killed and 13 were seriously wounded.
They were mainly casualties while attacking the stronghold on the northern slope. The little Japanese hid a heavy machine gun and suddenly opened fire, catching us by surprise. "
He Yunfu had some pain on his face, remembering the scene where those comrades died in front of him just now, even though he was used to seeing life and death, he felt panicked in his heart.
After losing 22 people in the first battle, Yang Yuanshan thought it was still acceptable, so he immediately patted He Yunfu on the shoulder and changed the subject:
"Why did you get here so fast this late at night?"
"Hey, I thought that there should be no shortage of artillery here, battalion commander, so I asked the comrades of the artillery company to escort the prisoners, carry the trophies, and push the artillery to the vicinity of Lujia Village.
I only brought the soldiers of the third company here lightly, so it was fast. "
"good!
Your people have traveled such a long way. Let's take a rest first, and then we can go together together when the general attack comes. "
Yang Yuanshan was very satisfied with He Yunfu's arrangement and nodded immediately.
"yes!"
…
Not long after He Yunfu arrived with the soldiers of the Second Company, a large number of torches arrived at the train station.
"The battalion commander, instructor and instructor Xu brought the villagers to help us carry the loot."
Someone comes to report.
"Come so soon? I'm going to meet the folks."
Yang Yuanshan quickly followed the soldier who reported the news back.
After a while, they saw Zhou Xianpei and Xu Shaobai leading a large group of villagers carrying torches and baskets to the back of the train station.
"Folks, thank you for supporting the work of our independent regiment's special agent battalion! I am Yang Yuanshan, the commander of the special agent battalion. I would like to thank you first!"
Yang Yuanshan thanked the villagers profusely.
When the villagers saw that Yang Yuanshan was the battalion commander at such a young age, they couldn't help but talk about it:
"He's grown so handsomely now!"
“He is tall and strong, and he is a good worker!
My second wife is looking for her husband's family. It would be great if this young man could be my son-in-law. My family would not have to worry about the few acres of land! "
"Look at him wearing a military uniform and boots on his feet. He's so majestic!"
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(End of chapter)
