How much Yu Xiaoqing cherishes his reputation. During the Jiangfang sniper war, the main regiment collapsed. In the end, a group of rag pickers were pushed back by the Japanese. Sir, don't worry about it. Let the secret service battalion clean up the remaining soldiers after this is done. , the result was anticlimactic, and a small group of Japanese soldiers were let go. Of course, Yu Xiaoqing couldn't swallow this breath, but what could he do? Hey, get up where you fell. If there is another task in the future, your Sichuan Army will stand aside. As long as we win the main force, people will forget the Sichuan Army's contribution to defending the city. This is what Ayi said. Little shoes. "
"Once Lin Zuo leaves in a few days, he won't want to see us anymore. If the Japanese really want to attack, let's go forward. If we win, he will lose face. If we lose, if we can't protect him, someone will point at him. The backbone scolded me, saying that as soon as Director Lin left, you would push the Sichuan Army to the front line. Who is this person? A bastard, a hooligan, dirty, and shameless."
"So, the harder he fights Yu Xiaoqing, the safer we rats will be."
Meng Fanlai finished speaking.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Dong Dao smiled and said: "I have already said that he is suitable to be an official."
Long Wenwen said with a smile on his face: "It's good to be a mouse, you can't explode in a hole." After saying that, he pulled Meng Fanglia into the trench and kicked him so hard that the young master in Peiping covered his head and curled up into a ball.
"I don't learn well every day, and I just think about this nonsense. It's because of people like you that my family and country are ruined and my sisters are slaves."
Kang Ya looked at Meng Fan who was lying on the ground with gloating: "Hit, good beat, kill this bitch."
Snake stuck a small branch out of his butt and held it in his mouth: "Yu Xiaoqing is okay, I'm just afraid of that Tang Ji."
Kaname said: "My enemy, that person is experienced and needs to be guarded."
Over there, Vet Hao pulled Lin Yue aside: "Tell Goose, what are you going to do? Goose decided not to tell them."
Lin Yue chuckled: "I'm going to save your son."
"Liar again."
"I am not kidding."
"You've been gone for several months just to find the Goose baby? You've been thinking about it all day long, just thinking about it." The old man was so angry that he walked away with his hands behind his back.
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The cannon fodder regiment regarded Jiqipo as their home.
The individual soldier pits were connected into communication trenches, and then there were long trenches and trenches. There were cat-ear holes not far from the position to avoid artillery fire from the other side. Normally everyone would stay in the trenches, bragging and scolding. He would scold the grandsons of the main force, occasionally get together to eat some meat, talk about anecdotes, legends and ghost stories from his hometown, and play tricks on the recruits that Commander Long had lured from Zenda City. In short, life on the battlefield was boring. It's interesting to say it's interesting.
Kang Ya loves to take advantage of small things, even if it's just a piece of oily flower in the bowl, and he almost catches all the snakes in the woods with the hemp and snake butts. Meng Fanlai is surrounded by a group of people from time to time, listening to him talk about stealing lessons from the storyteller. The fairy tales come from here, and Milong likes to scold people. Except for his wife and children, everyone around him is a bastard. Oh, Li Wula is also the father of a rabbit. The image of this fellow from the Northeast has been fixed in his eyes, and it is difficult to change it. .
The new recruits could only swallow their anger after being scolded, while some veterans took their anger out on the Japanese on the other side of the river, and a scolding war began on both sides of the Nu River.
On the day Lin Yue and Long Wenwen left Jiqipo by car, the scolding war escalated, but things turned sour as the two groups cursed.
Bu La sang a flower drum opera, Mi Long also performed a duet from his hometown, and A Yi sang a transliterated divine song with his drake voice, which fully explained what it means for a foreign donkey to imitate the braying of a horse.
This undoubtedly touched the Japanese army's G-spot, and they began to scold Yu Xiaoqing. The cannon fodder didn't have many ideas. The people on the main force group quit, so the two groups who disliked each other came together because of the scolding, and they all wanted to Press down on the little devil's head.
The battlefield between the two armies has become a big stage in the countryside. After you sing, I will appear on the stage.
When the atmosphere at the scene reached its climax, two jeeps stopped in the open space behind Jiqi Slope.
Krupp, with sharp eyes, dragged Manhan and Nidan down from the trench.
"Our regiment has artillery again, we have artillery again."
Last time it was the German PAK37 combat artillery and the M1897 75mm field gun. This time it was two Japanese-made Type 94 rapid-fire cannons.
Meng Fanglia stepped back when he heard the voice behind him.
At this time, Long Wenwen had already called for people to push the cannon to the forward position.
"Hey, where did you get it?"
Long Wenwen said: "Division headquarters."
"We are about to turn the main force into beggars. Is that man still so generous?"
Long Wenwen pointed at Lin Yue: "If you ask him about this, you don't know where he got the news. He said that there were two Japanese cannons idle in the warehouse on the outskirts of the city. He had to drag me to the division headquarters to get them. He spent the whole afternoon talking. , it wasn’t until Mr. Junzuo moved out that Yu Xiaoqing relented and asked someone to transport them to us.”
Meng Fan glanced at the back of Lin Yue who was moving the PAK37 anti-cannon, and suddenly remembered something.
A few days ago, a small group of Japanese soldiers crossed the river defense. Chanda City formed a joint defense team for this purpose. This matter was reported to the military headquarters, and Yu Xiaoqing was credited with it. He actually accepted this stupid credit with peace of mind. People know the sacrifices of the cannon fodder, and no one knows Lin Yue's good intentions.
I thought that when the two of them went to the division headquarters this time, Yu Xiaoqing would suffer from insomnia again at night. It was not because of him that he took the credit. Now that the boss came to visit, what could he do?
Come hard? Supervisor Lin told Jun Zuo that the word "Yu Xiaoqing" would probably become a laughing stock, and even his father would tell people about his incompetence in educating his children.
So they had no choice but to give in, and the two Japanese cannons placed in the warehouse on the outskirts of the city finally appeared at the cannon fodder regiment station.
Long Wenwen asked Krupp about the difference between the German PAK37 anti-tank gun and the Japanese Type 94 rapid-fire gun. As they talked, the two of them aimed the muzzle at a group of people performing yangko on the other side, and loaded the shells.
No one realized what was going to happen next, because today the Japanese army and the Yu division had a get-together, and the people in the main group were still singing military songs upstream until the two bad guys pulled the rope tacitly at the same time.
Boom~
Boom~
Boom~
The gunfire sounded almost simultaneously.
Before a group of people had recovered, Lin Yue and Long Wenwen told Krupp and his younger brother to take the cannon away and turn around and plunge it into the cat's ear hole in the trench.
At this time, Meng Fanxiao and others realized what happened, running around like a frightened gopher. Those who were watching the excitement were so frightened that they slipped into the trenches and hid in the corner with their heads in their hands.
Woo~boom~
Woo~woo~boom~boom~
Boom~
Boom~
70mm rifle, 75mm mountain gun, 90mm mortar, 105mm howitzer.
Artillery shells of various calibers fell on the inside and outside of the fortifications like water, and the splashing mud and sand were like rain.
Long Wenwen laughed so shamelessly, He Shuguang and Li Bing huddled in the cat's ear hole on the Henglan Mountains and angrily greeted his dead family members. Meng Fanley hid in the trench and looked outside with a telescope for a while before reporting to them. A number------Kill at least 20 people.
A 92nd infantry artillery position, a mortar position, and a Japanese yangko team stripped down to their Japanese underwear were all destroyed.
While Long Wenwen was telling them a story, Lin Yue took Vet Hao to the back and handed over a cloth bag.
"I'll leave tomorrow."
The old man opened the package and took a look, and his dim eyes became brighter.
ps: The Hanyang-made 88-type rifle here, and the 79-type rifle are the official ones, which are the weapons displayed by Yu Xiaoqing when recruiting cannon fodder.
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