"This... there is another telegram from Colonel Saito requests tactical guidance. How do we respond?" Kimura raised another paper in his hand, his tone of uncertainty.

"Tactical guidance? Humph! What a bunch of useless red deer! Are you scared to lose a squadron? When did the soldiers of the Empire become so weak!?"

Judi snorted coldly, and his words were full of ridicule to friendly forces, and he was not polite in his words: "The division commander is so stupid. He actually handed over the search wing to that coward. After passing the order, the troops moved forward quickly and immediately launched an attack on the enemy's positions after entering Lashio!"

Kimura secretly smacked his tongue. It was only him, the captain of the big family, who could speak so loudly. If someone else dared to speak like this, he would have been dealt with.

"Then us?"

"Well... reply to Saito, the 128th United will take the lead in launching an attack on the enemy and attracting the opponent's attention. If you want to say support... this is our greatest support, ho!"

Kikuto was full of arrogance and shouted softly, riding his horse forward, leaving Kimura shook his head helplessly.

The entire 128th Regiment had no intention of hiding whereabouts. The troops advanced rapidly along the road with great momentum. All they wanted was to put pressure on the enemy and first destroy the defense line in their hearts.

“Huh…huh…”

The sky was slowly covered with clouds and the strong wind began to whistle, and it was already a scene of heavy rain.

At this time, on the Shuangfeng Mountain, Meng Fanye frowned and looked into the distance. The telescope seemed to be buckled on his head and had not been taken down for a long time.

The Japanese are indeed a bit intimidating. They originally planned to learn Longwen and launch a wave of sneak attacks. Meng Fan, who is already cautious in his personality, dared not go out and hit a tough situation when he saw this situation. It would be better to keep his own footsteps honestly.

"Boom!"

A thunder exploded, followed by the rain pouring down, and the vast rain suddenly enveloped the hazy world of water.

"First bring the shells into the box, find some canvas to cover the mortar!"

"Put the gun downwards, don't get water in. Is it necessary for me to say after fighting for so long?"

"It's not spicy, send a few more scouts out. It's too heavy to see the mountain!"

Meng Fan Le walked through the position and directed the soldiers to deal with this sudden situation. The rain made the soldiers feel cold. The bad battlefield environment made everyone feel uncomfortable.

This heavy rain made the originally dry road surface muddy and brought great obstacles to the soldiers on both sides. Not only did it become more and more difficult to move, but visibility also decreased rapidly. The most important thing is that no one likes to fight on rainy days.

Seeing that the rain could not stop for a while, and worried that the dozens of mortars would be affected by the rain, Meng Fanlai quickly sent someone to the Japanese warehouse to find some tents to set up curtains for the artillerymen.

The Japanese army a few kilometers away may come to the scene anytime and anywhere, while the soldiers in the trench could only persevere in the rain with tears in their eyes.

In a single soldier's anti-aircraft shelter, I was preparing to light a cigarette inside, but when I touched my chest bag, the cigarette box was soaked in the rain, and I smoked a wool cigarette.

"The turtle lid is dripping, and the pockets are all water curtain holes. Which purse head has cigarettes? Give me a few puffs."

The soldiers around said that they did not have it, either after the smoke or they were also stormed by the rain.

Bula leaned against the earth wall and sighed to the sky. It was really uncomfortable to be addicted to smoking. At this time, a veteran ran over and bent over and looked like he was covering some treasure.

"Battery Commander, I have two more, be careful not to get wet."

The veteran spoke Sichuan dialect and grinned and took out a few half-wet cigarettes from his arms, and even scratched a match.

Bula accepted his kindness happily. Fortunately, although the cigarette was a little wet, it could still be lit. After taking a few breaths, the nourishment brought to the lungs by the smoke finally made me feel much happier.

"Huh... tsk tsk, yes, brother, it's still an old knife card. I owed you what I owe you to wait for the supplies to come up, and I will pay you a pack."

As he said that, he took all the remaining cigarettes and invited veterans to enter the artillery bunker and sucked the clouds and mists.

Now he is very addicted to smoking. Whenever the war is about to come, he has to smoke a few shots to relieve the tension before the war. This has become a personal habit of not having two shots all over his body.

"Oh, I should be the one who comes out (it's okay).

call out……

The veteran smiled and was about to bend down into the bunker, when a scream sounded in the sky.

The soldiers with sharp ears heard this and hurried into the trenches, but the sound of thunderstorms covered the sound of shells to the greatest extent. The soldiers realized that the shelling had begun until the explosion sounded in their ears.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The dense artillery fire came with the thunder. In a short while, a piece of Shuangfeng Mountain's position exploded. Sandbags and wood chips flew around, the silt was blown to the sky, and the bodies of some unlucky soldiers were also blown away.

"Don't show your head! You'll hide in the bunker!"

"Trag the heavy machine gun down, hurry up!"

A shell exploded next to the anti-aircraft shelter of Bula. He hurriedly held his head and leaned his body tightly into the pit. The soil above his head fell down, making people unable to open their eyes.

Bu La raised his arm over his head to protect his eyes and looked out with difficulty. The veteran outside was gone, leaving only a pile of black blood and a few pieces of minced meat on the spot, and nothing else was left.

My companion who was still chatting and laughing with me just now disappeared in front of me. Even though I had long been accustomed to life and death, I felt very uncomfortable.

"Your uncle, you even have 75 field cannons..." Meng Fanye, who was hiding on the ridgeline, couldn't help but complain.

The Japanese bombardment was very dense. In addition to the 92 infantry cannons, there were also many 75mm field cannons, which was definitely strengthened.

"Go quickly and go quickly and retreat to the back!"

The explosion sounded closer and closer in his ears, and Meng fucked so much that he quickly called someone to run towards the reverse slope.

On this not-so-steep hillside, the ridge line is not safe, and our side is full of mortars. Only the 81-caliber M1 type can barely reach the enemy, but in this hazy heavy rain, the position of the opponent's artillery position cannot be locked.

"Leave a few observation hands on the ridgeline to cheer up the artillery company. When this wave of shelling is over, the Japanese will have to come up. Then you can kill me!"

The shells were bombarded unscrupulously on the hillside. The soldiers who had not been suppressed by the enemy for a long time could only hold their heads in the trench tunnels, praying that the shells would not fall on their heads.
Chapter completed!