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Chapter 210 My Cannon Is Already Hungry!

"Your Majesty!"

Adjutant Iwasaki Toyoji hurried to Zhenmu Takeji.

"Iwasaki-kun, how many fish did you catch?"

Senior Commander Zhenmu Wuzhi wiped his commanding knife with a cloth, and asked in a concentrated voice.

He was born in a Japanese martial arts family, and he was a well-known assassin in the army. Later, he will use this knife to chop off the head of Eighth Road.

"Not a single fish was caught." Iwasaki Toyoji paused and said, "We lost more than a dozen imperial soldiers, and Squadron Leader Abe Rintaro was also broken."

"Na...ni?"

Takeji Zhenmu paused his hand for wiping the sword, commanded the sword to dance in his hand, and the blade rested on Toyoji Iwasaki's neck in a flash of cold light.

"What happened?"

Instead of catching eight fish, more than a dozen soldiers were lost, including a squadron leader.

Coupled with being harassed and attacked along the way, Zhenmu Wuzhi felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to wipe people's necks with a sword, especially Balu's neck.

"Balu set off firecrackers in iron barrels to make noise. Our soldiers thought it was Balu shooting with machine guns."

"Squadron Captain Abe Rintaro triggered the booby trap planted by Eight Routes, and the jade shattered!"

Toyoji Iwasaki was sweating profusely, fearing that Da Zuo would accidentally wipe off his neck, he said cautiously.

"Interesting!" Zhenmu Takeji retracted the sword into its scabbard, "Iwasaki-kun, withdraw all the ambushing soldiers, they should be sleepy too."

Toyoji Iwasaki said in astonishment: "But what if the Eight Routes want to harass and attack again?"

Zhenmu Wuzhi spoke confidently: "Balu will harass and attack again, that's for sure, but that's all."

Toyoji Iwasaki nodded, because the Eighth Route Army did not take advantage of the strength of the 225th Regiment, so they used indiscriminate means of harassment and sneak attack.

If Eighth Road had the strength to eat up the 225th Alliance, would it still do this?
It's just a group of rats, nothing to be afraid of.

Zhenmu Wuzhi continued.

"Using iron buckets to set off firecrackers is just a trick, not worth mentioning."

"Eight Routes just wanted to use this method to harass us and prevent us from resting, so that the soldiers of the Imperial Army would be physically and mentally exhausted, so that even if they arrived in Liao County, they would be nothing more than a tired army."

"What's more, our ambush has been exposed, and it is even more impossible for the Eight Route Army to be fooled."

"If the soldiers are not allowed to go back to their tents to rest, it will be a trick of the eighth way."

"Immediately let the soldiers go back to the tent to rest, ignore the harassment from the Eighth Route Army, and recharge their energy to prepare for tomorrow's battle."

"Also, be sure to place more guard posts around the camp!"

"Hi!" Toyoji Iwasaki paused, turned around and went to order.

……

The temporary command post of Xinyi Regiment, three kilometers away from Moshiwa.

Monk Wei grinned and reported to Li Yunlong:
"Reporting Commander, you are really good at predicting things, the devils have hidden ambushes around Moshiao."

"He was lured out by our three iron buckets and a few strings of firecrackers. The devil also triggered a booby trap set by Wang Gensheng, and had a supper."

At this time, Lu Yingjun led the Sword Squadron to monitor the devils around Moshiwa.

Lu Yingjun carried a radio talker, and if he found any important situation, he would notify him as soon as possible.

Li Yunlong said: "Monk, go back and tell your captain to greet the devil with firecrackers and thunder every half hour to an hour, and don't let the little devil sleep too comfortably."

"Good Le!"

Wei Dayong paid a military salute, turned around and walked outside.

After Wei Dayong left, Zhao Gang stared at the map and said: "Moshiwa is only a dozen kilometers away from Heshun County. Once the battle starts here, the devils in Heshun County will definitely send troops to rescue them. Although there are not many devils in Heshun County, they are still there. Always a hazard."

"There's no need to guard against the devils in Heshun County."

But Li Yunlong said: "There are only about 500 devils in Heshun County, and the devils still have to defend the city. The maximum number of troops that can be dispatched for rescue is no more than 300."

"We don't want to wipe out the devils this time, we just want to kill as many devils as possible."

"After all, this business is mainly based on the number of devils. If you can kill more than 2000 devils, you will be considered a success!"

At this time, Cao Sanlian stepped in, and Li Yunlong asked, "Old Cao, are the mountain cannons ready?"

Cao Sanlian nodded and said: "Old Li, everything is ready, the artillery positions have been built, and the shooting parameters are also aimed at Moshiao."

"It's the first time for me, Lao Cao, to command 40 mountain cannons at the same time."

"Lao Li, when do you plan to start the general attack, my cannon is already hungry and thirsty."

The mountain artillery position was selected in advance, about 4 kilometers away from Moshiwa. The shooting parameters have been calculated in advance, but after the test firing, the observers have to correct the shooting parameters to achieve the maximum killing effect. The range of Li Yunlong's M2 mortar is 1800 meters, you need to get close to the devil camp to fire.

"Then you have to bear with it for a while, it's not time yet."

Li Yunlong took out a pocket watch seized from the devil and said after looking at it.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the gun position first, and use the radio to contact later."

After finishing speaking, Cao Sanlian turned around and walked out.

Li Yunlong sent a precision map and 100 camouflage nets to the brigade and division respectively.

The brigade commander handed in 20 mountain cannons to the division headquarters, and asked for two radios from the division commander, so Cao Sanlian also had a radio in his hand.

……

The ghost soldiers were ordered to go back to the tent to sleep.

But the devils were not careless, and basically slept with their guns in their arms.

After all, this is already in the hinterland of the Eighth Route Army base.

The harassment and sneak attack of the cavalry battalion during the day had made the devil a little bit of a snake.

Coupled with the exhaustion of the whole day of rapid march, the devils soon fell asleep.

But just after half an hour of sleep, there were crackling sounds around the camp, accompanied by explosions.

The sudden sound woke up the devils, subconsciously rushing out with their rifles in hand.

Zhenmu Wuzhi came forward and personally ordered the devils to go back to the tent and continue to sleep.

The movement outside the camp lasted for a few minutes, but after more than half an hour, the movement started again.

The sound of thunder and firecrackers is very similar to the sound of machine gun shooting and grenade explosion.

The ghosts who had just squinted for a while were suddenly awakened again.

But this time the devils ignored it, and many devils even stuffed their ears with cotton to block the noise from the outside in order to sleep well.

No matter how the Sword Squadron and the Cavalry Battalion made noise outside, the devil camp was completely silent.

The thunder and firecrackers were well prepared, and the soldiers of the Sword Squadron and the Cavalry Battalion made noises every 40 minutes.

Every time, firecrackers and thunder were set off one kilometer away from the devil's camp.

Moreover, the time and position of setting off firecrackers and sky thunders are different every time, which makes the devils confused.

It lasted until three o'clock in the morning, and the Eighth Route Army began to set off firecrackers and thunder around the devil camp.

Different from the previous times, this time when the sky thunder started, more than 50 members of the Sword Squadron had already approached the devil camp and started hunting the devil sentinel.

The dense sound of firecrackers and soaring thunder well covered the shooting of submachine guns and [-] Dagai rifles.

After the Sword Squadron finished killing the devil sentry, the devils in the Moshiwa camp didn't notice it at all.

After clearing out the devil's sentinels, the [-]st, [-]nd, [-]rd, heavy machine gun and machine gun battalions of the new regiment approached the devil's camp in the dark.

More than 2000 soldiers from the five battalions set up their weapons on the soil slopes around the Moshiwa Basin.

60mm mortar, Maxim heavy machine gun, semi-automatic rifle, 20mm machine gun, Czech light machine gun.

The muzzle of the black hole is condescending, overlooking the snoring devil camp, only waiting for Li Yunlong's order.

Lu Yingjun turned on the radio, put the microphone to his mouth with one hand, and put the receiver to his ear with the other, and called out to Li Yunlong in a low voice: "Dongyao, Dongyao!"

In the regiment headquarters, Li Yunlong was lying on the bench and sleeping soundly, and Zhao Gang beside him was sitting in front of the radio, waiting for news from Lu Yingjun with full concentration.

At 3:20, the long-awaited call finally appeared: "Dong Yao Dong Yao!"

Li Yunlong was woken up by Zhao Gang, he jumped up, threw himself in front of the radio communicator, grabbed the microphone and asked, "I am Dongyao, did you cast a net, did you cast a net?"

Lu Yingjun's voice came through the earpiece: "The fishing net has been cast, do you want to start fishing?"

Li Yunlong looked happy, everything was going according to his plan, all the fish were already in the net, it just depends on how many fish can be caught in this net.

"The general attack begins!"

In the last sentence, Li Yunlong gave the general attack order in plain language without hesitation.

Cao Sanlian and Wang Chengzhu were also on the radio channel, and they responded immediately.

"Dong San received!"

"Dong [-] received!"

boom!boom!Immediately afterwards, the mountain artillery group began to focus their fire, and the dark night sky was instantly covered with dark red trails of shells.

In Moshiwa, before the shells from the mountain artillery group flew over, Lu Yingjun put down the receiver and microphone, and said to Li Changshun beside him, "Changshun, fire the signal flare!"

"Yes!" Li Changshun took out a flare gun, took out another flare, loaded it into the gun, and pulled the trigger.

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"Nani?" A devil who got up to pee at night raised his head when he heard the voice, staring blankly at the rising green signal flare.

Then, the sharp whistle of shells sounded in the devil's ears.

This devil is also an elite veteran, and he is very sensitive to the whistling sound of the shells. He can probably judge the impact point just by listening to the sound of the shells flying.

The elite devil veteran judged almost reflexively in his mind that the shells were coming towards the camp.

Immediately, the devil's veteran's face changed greatly, his eyes showed horror, and he shouted for anti-gun, but it was already too late.

The bullets running at high speed cut through the air, and with a sharp whistling sound, the first batch of shells had already landed in the devil's camp.

Amidst the earth-shaking explosions, the entire camp of the devils was filled with gunpowder smoke, shrapnel flew across, and the first round of artillery fire was well covered.

Around the camp, more than 40 mortars began to work. Amidst the continuous rapid and muffled sound of tom tom, 40 mortars rose into the air, drew an arc in the air, and then smashed down towards the devil camp.

Many tents were directly hit by shells. When the smoke cleared, the tents and the ghosts sleeping inside disappeared without a trace.

As the continuous shells fell, accompanied by continuous loud noises like thunder, the whole camp of the devils was suddenly plunged into flames and smoke, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The devils were really blown up this time.

(End of this chapter)