"Captain, we are ready."

At night, on the Jiqipo position, Krupp pulled out all the large-caliber artillery in the artillery camp, and aimed all the muzzles at the Japanese positions on the west bank.

"The weather is nice tonight, do you want to have a shot?" Krupp asked blankly.

Liao Mingyu ignored him, just lying in the fortification and looking at the dark shore, wondering what he was thinking in his heart.

"Captain? Are you going to attack those bastards today? Little Japan doesn't dare to fight back now." Li Liansheng was also a little eager to give it a try.

Four 155 howitzers and six Krupp 105 howitzers gave him great confidence. During this period of time, the artillery battalion had the advantage during the bombardment with the Japanese.

The few remaining Japanese 105mm artillery pieces and the few 75mm field guns were unable to suppress them at all.

After a period of time, Takeuchi Renshan ordered a stop to this meaningless bombardment. He ordered all Japanese artillery units not to return fire unless necessary, in order to save the few artillery shells.

The Japanese have no money, and their supplies are gradually dwindling.

The Sichuan Army didn't care about this. Anyway, the artillery tubes were enough to fire ten or twenty rounds at him every day. While venting their anger, it also made the melon artillerymen more familiar with the operation of the artillery, so they could use the Japanese as targets for practice.

For this reason, the growth of the artillery battalion was huge. The original artillery battalion of 500 people also increased to nearly 1,000 people. The reserve artillery took turns to go into battle for practice.

An anti-aircraft company was also specially added, with Li Jie from the third battalion as the company commander. It temporarily used M2 heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft tripods to act as air defense force.

Although 10 heavy artillery pieces is a bit shabby for them now, as long as there are enough artillery pieces and tractors at the back, the artillery battalion can be expanded to an artillery regiment anytime and anywhere.

"The little devil is starting to go downhill, but instead of having sex today, I'll give you two a mission."

Liao Mingyu put down the telescope and said seriously: "From now on, I want you to arrange for people to keep an eye on the situation on the other side 24 hours a day. If you find mirror reflection signals or abnormal exchanges of fire, you will immediately use full firepower to bombard the positions on the other side, and use smoke bombs to cover the abnormal points.

"

The two Krupps looked at each other, completely confused as to why their leader would give such an order.

"Remember, you must pay attention to the situation on the other side at all times. The safety of Deputy Captain Long and others is in your hands!"

…

The next day, it was another misty morning, and heavy fog spread throughout the mountains. The defenders on both sides of the Nu River were accustomed to this kind of weather.

The Japanese troops on the west bank were conducting routine patrols near the Nantianmen Mountain as usual. However, in the bushes on the left side of the frontal defense line, a cluster of dead weed leaves that was still shaking slightly became motionless for an instant.

The patrol on the path gradually moved away, and two figures covered with branches and weeds gradually emerged.

They were not fast and used the surrounding bushes and rocks as cover to move forward slowly.

"I'm sorry, we're less than 80 meters away. Please move slower."

"Um…"

These two figures are none other than Long Wenwen and Meng Fangli who stayed on the West Bank!

That day, they, Master Shihang and his group hid in Longling Mountain and hid in the guerrilla base in the mountain for a whole day.

There are not only guerrilla members on the mountain, but also some people from neighboring villages living there. They have built their own wooden houses and thatched houses, and sow and cultivate fields in the limited open land.

Due to the relatively long distance and being located deep in the mountains, the Japanese could not reach it if they wanted to encircle and suppress them. The entire base area was like a paradise, and it also attracted many people who were anxious in the mountains to seek shelter.

Last night, led by Master Shihang and another guerrilla, Long Wenwen and his four men circled out from the mountain, and under the cover of darkness they quietly reached the foot of Nantianmen Mountain.

Master Shihang kept a distance of about 300 meters from Zhang Liu and the others, and was ready to support Long Wenwen and the others if an emergency occurred.

However, everyone was praying in their hearts that this would never happen. They were already deep into the enemy's territory, and if they were discovered, even nine lives would not be enough to compensate.

The distance they crawl forward can only be calculated in centimeters. They are like a stone or a piece of weeds. They dare not make a sound despite being bitten by mosquitoes and ants.

The patrol team walking back and forth was on the path a few meters away. They seemed to have forgotten the time, the distance, and even their own existence. They just lay motionless in the grass, taking advantage of the fleeting opportunity to greet them.

Move a few centimeters forward.

Long Wenwen stared ahead vigilantly to estimate the time it would take for the patrol to pass by, while Meng Fanglia was gritting his teeth and sweating profusely.

After remaining in a prostrate posture for a long time, his arms and legs had long been sore and numb. But even so, he did not dare to make the slightest move. He could only keep telling himself in his heart: I don't exist, I don't exist...

At this position, it took Long and Wen Zhang two full 4 hours to climb less than 50 meters forward. Fortunately, they had passed the most dangerous path, and now they were still several meters away from the mountain wall in front of them.

Not far away is a Japanese fortification complex. Through the grass, you can even see the faces of the Japanese soldiers lying on the sandbags.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Just as Long Wenwen was about to continue crawling forward, a burst of rapid shooting sound startled him. His head immediately hit the ground, and his stretched out palms were firmly clasped into the soil, not daring to move any further.

"これはどちらもヒットしませんでした. Stupid!"

"Ha ha!"

It turned out that a few Japanese soldiers were boringly practicing their guns in the trench against the big tree in front of them. They laughed at the Japanese soldiers who had just fired because they didn't even hit such an obvious target.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Long Wenwen took this opportunity to quickly lean forward. The two finally climbed to the bottom of the mountain wall. The bushes diagonally above provided them with an excellent hiding place.

The two of them calmed down. This was the first time in several months that they were so close to Nantianmen. The countless fortifications were just dozens of meters away.

Long Wenwen took out a map from his body and handed it to Meng Fan. He then picked up a high-power monocular observation scope and looked ahead to explore.

"You kid is crazy, the bunkers are built so densely. Record... the first line of defense, 231st and 297th degree, and 92nd gun nest six."

Meng Fanxia quickly spread out the map and marked the location mentioned by Long Wenwen.

"The ladder-shaped positions are all connected, with half-ring defense, riverside shooting, light machine guns and grenade launchers that can be maneuvered at any time. There are also three-person and two-person positions, damn... too many to count." Long Wenwen lowered his voice and continued to report.

What I saw about the Japanese defense situation.

Meng Fanlie suddenly stopped what he was doing. He frowned and looked at the map, then asked in a low voice with uncertainty: "Six heavy machine guns in such a small shooting range?"

Long Wenwen put down the observation glass and rolled his eyes at him: "That old Japs Takeuchi dug through the entire mountain, why can't he put six heavy machine guns in there."

"Semi-circular wing protection trenches, one each for 221, 271, and 296. The one on 301 looks like a bunker and a false target. Please help me take a look." Long Wenwen said and turned on the telescope.

Pass it to Meng Fan.

Meng Fanglia took it over and looked at it carefully, and thought about it based on experience: "The machine guns and infantry artillery are all in, it's a mobile fort."

"Look at three one two later. The two cannons depend on each other, the Twin Castles!" Meng Fan said and handed the telescope back, but the shock in his heart made his hands tremble uncontrollably.

"Why are your hands shaking? Are you scared?" Long Wenwen said.

"I'm just thinking, this is still the first line of defense. If we attack head-on, I'm afraid the entire Sichuan Army will be wiped out." Meng Fangliao said with lingering fear.

What he said is true. Every firepower point in Nantianmen is spitting out projectiles at a rate of hundreds of rounds per minute. In the crazy firepower and dense shooting range, no matter how sophisticated the weapon is in your hand, if you don’t pay several times

At the cost of not being able to set foot on the West Coast.

"That's why we're here."

Long Wenwen pointed his telescope at the sacred tree on the top of the mountain and was thinking about something in his mind.
Chapter completed!