"Li Yunlong's independent regiment is currently undergoing repairs and is currently at this location." The boss said and pointed on the map.
The two commanders hurriedly walked over to take a look, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not too far, and the road is easy to walk, and it seems that Li Yunlong's current position was prearranged by his boss.
"The range of Type 99 is eight kilometers." Xiang Tianmin said.
"But it's inconvenient to move, and it's a heavy artillery. It needs to be calibrated after moving."
"The Type 99 is much simpler to assemble than other heavy artillery. Moreover, the Independent Regiment's cavalry company captured a lot of new horses. Some of the original Mongolian horses were retired and used specifically to pull this Type 99," the boss said.
"The cavalry company retreating is also a war horse, right?" Yang Chengwu asked.
"right!"
"It's so damn luxurious. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to part with it."
"The cavalry training cycle is long and cannot quickly form combat effectiveness. Li Yunlong is right to do this. Moreover, Mongolian horses have good endurance and are more suitable for quickly transporting supplies than the Quhe horse, and are less affected by the terrain." Xiang Tianmin said.
"However, although these eight kilometers seem far away, it is too short compared to the front lines of our two divisions, and he only has one." Yang Chengwu muttered softly.
Xiang Tianmin looked at Yang Chengwu's dissatisfied look and said sarcastically, "Haha~ I said Lao Yang, you have been the division chief for a long time, are you going to live in poverty? If you don't have enough artillery, you won't be able to fight. ?”
"Where is that? Wouldn't it be possible to have cannons to reduce casualties among the soldiers?" Yang Chengwu explained, "You know what I mean."
As he spoke, he scratched his head and said that he was not good at expressing himself.
"Good steel must be used on the blade. Although there are few cannons, as long as they are fired accurately, they can turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment. A few days ago, Captain Zu Lin was here to listen to Li Yunlong's live broadcast. Although I did not hear it with my own ears. , but that battle is also worth learning from. For example, Li Yunlong's artillery and infantry coordination was very good, the infantry charged, and the artillery accurately hit the fire points."
"I know this, Ji Ting also told me, and I also plan to use this tactic this time to drill the coal mine. It's just that we don't have good scouts in the first division, so I don't dare to use it rashly. I'm really afraid of accidentally reporting an error." Yes, the shell fell on one of our own heads."
Xiang Tianmin patted Yang Chengwu's shoulder, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of death? We have persevered during the 25,000-mile Long March, and now we are afraid of this little difficulty? Let's not talk about our little cannons, or talk about Let’s talk about Li Yunlong’s Nine-nine Styles, which one should you use first or should I use it first?”
Yang Chengwu pondered, frowned, and began to deduce the changes in the battle situation. After about ten minutes, he said, "I will need heavy artillery to cover the central bunker group around zero o'clock the next day. If I have these dozen rounds of heavy artillery and my own mortar The artillery can definitely capture the shaft caliber coal mine as quickly as possible.”
Several bosses sat down at this moment, drinking tea and listening to the two of them chatting about some tactical issues.
Listen, listen, when I suddenly heard that Yang Chengwu wanted more than a dozen shells from Li Yunlong, he couldn't help laughing, "Haha, a dozen shells will probably kill him, Li Yunlong! He left it on the seizure report Twenty rounds, you’ve wiped out half of his wealth this time, do you think he can finish it off??”
"At least five shots are required! Otherwise, facing the bunker group, you will have to risk your life!" Yang Chengwu gritted his teeth and glared at the boss.
"Hey~" The boss sighed. He knew that Yang Chengwu was definitely not exaggerating. However, the Eighth Route Army was poor and did not have all the guns, let alone heavy firepower such as heavy artillery. Now that he saw Yang Chengwu's true feelings revealed, his heart also moved. He softened, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How about I just give the order for him to shoot you ten times!"
"No need!" Yang Chengwu said stubbornly, "I know that boss, you definitely have a deeper meaning in leaving these twenty rounds of artillery shells for Li Yunlong. We only need five rounds in one division, and the rest must be left to other brother troops. We One district is the big brother of many districts, and since it is a big brother, it must act like a big brother."
The boss nodded, very satisfied with Yang Chengwu's attitude.
As for saying that he has any deep meaning, that is absolutely nonsense.
The Type 99 and 105mm artillery shells were left behind by Li Yunlong’s shameless stalking.
On the side, Xiang Tianmin also hesitated at this moment, because the time of artillery fire he needed conflicted with the first division. However, as a veteran soldier and commander, he quickly made adjustments to his tactics.
After sorting out his thoughts, Xiang Tianmin looked at the boss and asked tentatively, "Although there are many bunkers closed by my wife, they are too scattered. It may be a waste to bombard them with heavy artillery. If possible, I would like to use Political Commissar Zhao to let him Take command of my artillery battery."
"Are there enough shell tubes?" the boss asked with a smile.
"Eh, it doesn't matter! My artillery battery has less than fifty rounds of artillery shells in total, and some of the artillery shells are for which I don't even know what they are for. The only ones that can be used are more than thirty rounds."
"It seems that you all know the news about Zhao Gang's accurate cannon fire, right?"
Yang Chengwu and Xiang Tianmin nodded together.
"Okay, that's no problem! Temporary secondment, I'll tell Li Yunlong later."
The cannon shooters have solved the problem, but the shells are still a problem. Thirty or so shells may seem like a lot, but this number will be gone if you hit it. You must know that when Li Yunlong fought against the transport team, he used nearly 200 shells. Although this number is very watery, there is always one hundred.
Thinking of his pitiful family background, Xiang Tianmin immediately said to his boss with a grimace, "Cannonballs, 92 artillery pieces, and mortars are all fine."
"I'm done with it. Li Yunlong almost emptied the shells of my 92nd artillery before attacking the transport team. In the end, relying on the speed of his cavalry battery, he ran away after moving. I sent people to come back to get more. In the end, after chasing for a long time, I couldn’t even see a horse’s tail.” The boss said helplessly.
Seeing the boss crying, Xiang Tianmin turned to look at Yang Chengwu, "Big brother, please support me with some artillery shells. I have specially adjusted my tactics for you. Don't cry with me!"
"Take all the 92 artillery pieces, a total of 13 or 4 rounds. Mortars." Yang Chengwu calculated, "I can only give you 10 rounds of mortars."
"Thank you!"
"Actually, there should be a lot of 92 artillery shells in the Independent Regiment. When you get the walkie-talkie, you can trade it with other weapons so that Zhao Gang can bring it with him when he goes." The boss reminded.
"How many hairs does he have?" Xiang Tianmin asked.
"Now, conservatively speaking, there are about a hundred rounds."
Xiang Tianmin's eyes twitched, "How much wealth does his independent group have?"
"I want to know too!" The boss finally couldn't help but also swore, because Li Yunlong always likes to hide good things and cover them very tightly, so that the boss now doesn't know how many independent groups he has. Combat strength. (End of chapter)
