"Commander line, what is the origin of our regiment? To be honest, the Central Army is jealous of this batch of equipment. How can the superiors be so generous and send it directly to the front line?"

On the way back to the position, Long Wenwen carried a box of ammunition and asked Meng Fangliao next to him as he walked.

"I don't know where to go, but Tuan Zao is really unusual. I heard they said that Tuan Zao was from Huangpu Phase 6, and he has strong connections with his superiors."

"When Captain Yu from the other side of the river came to our station, he was very arrogant. When he saw our regiment, he was frightened... Hey, your uncle, who asked you to call me a messenger?!"

Meng Fan was furious. This grandson always called him a messenger, as if he was a member of the regiment. This made the young master very unconvinced.

Long Wenwen was not annoyed and said with a smile: "This is not so simple as usual. The number of members in the group will be less than 30 this year. Believe it or not, when we brothers return to Zenda, we will all be promoted."

"You should take a rest. I haven't even finished praying in the bridal chamber and I'm thinking about having a baby."

Meng Fanlao rolled his eyes and said mockingly. What is this gray grandson thinking? Let's wait until the current situation is over before we talk about Gao Sheng.

Long Wenwen didn't take it seriously. He turned to look at Liao Mingyu in the team with a smile, and he felt more and more happy. The harder the backstage of the group, the more guaranteed his identity will be after returning.

Liao Mingyu suddenly saw Long Wenwen smiling obscenely at him, and he got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't help but curse:

"Why are you staring at me and laughing? It's so weird."

"Captain, can you please stop imitating our Northeastern dialect? It sounds strange to me."

This kid Mi Long was holding a light machine gun in one hand and said in discomfort.

"You uncle, get out of here!" Liao Mingyu was speechless. He had been with these grandsons for a long time, and he had unknowingly learned their dialect.

It took a group of people to move twice before moving all the weapons and ammunition back to the position.

The Sichuan Army Corps was strengthened by this batch of weapons, and the firepower distribution had to be rearranged. Liao Mingyu asked Cui Yong and others to choose their own machine gun positions.

Especially for mortars, more than a hundred more clever soldiers were selected from the veterans, and Liao Mingyu taught them step by step how to operate this American-made mortar.

About 10 of them have been artillerymen before and know basic operating common sense.

"This is the sight, used to observe the target distance. This is the steering gear, used to adjust the muzzle position. Don't touch that one! That one is the high and low level."

"Krupp, it's best to divide the mortar position into two, one on the reverse slope, and arrange a few observers on the top of the mountain. Anyway, we are on defense, so we don't need to care too much about the shooting distance. The Japs' heavy artillery can't reach it on the reverse slope, but we need to

Be on guard against their mortars."

Krupp is indeed a professional artilleryman. Although he has never fired this kind of mortar, he has a general understanding of the basic operation of this gun after a brief explanation. Now he is arranging positions and personnel with Li Liansheng, and instructing the artillerymen on some operations.

method.

Looking at the sweaty but orderly soldiers, Liao Mingyu nodded. Although they were chased around by little devils a day ago, once they are given hope and belief, they will become a battlefield that scares the enemy.

veteran!

"Captain! The Japs' forward troops are here!" A soldier hurriedly ran to Liao Mingyu and reported.

Liao Mingyu frowned, did he finally arrive? He immediately raised his telescope and looked ahead.

About 2 kilometers away from the Sichuan Army's position, countless torches were swaying in the jungle in the distance, and the little devils were marching in neat formation.

There are still a large number of people riding bicycles speeding on the road, and there is a long row of motorized troops and troop transport trucks on the road, pulling carloads of soldiers and heavy weapons heading towards Nantianmen.

"Grandma, the Japanese must have requisitioned all the bicycles in Myanmar. A regiment came so fast!" Long Wenwen spat and cursed.

"It's already a lot slower." Liao Mingyu shook his head and said to him.

What Long Wenwen didn't know was that if it weren't for the fact that they annihilated a group of Japs at the airport, which caused the Japanese commander to feel uncertain about the situation and order the troops to slow down their march, the Japanese army should have arrived at Nantianmen as early as this afternoon.

No matter what, a group of little devils are rushing towards Nantianmen like a mad dog!

At this moment, they didn't know that there was a whole regiment of Chinese soldiers stationed at Nantianmen. They marched without any scruples and walked forward with a swagger.

The Japanese just thought that there might be a small group of Chinese soldiers making meaningless resistance at Nantianmen. Their whole regiment only needed a blast from artillery and a charge from infantry to defeat this group of Chinese who didn't know how high the sky was.

"Everyone listen to the order! Check the weapons and equipment and prepare to fight!" Liao Mingyu shouted loudly to the soldiers of the Sichuan Army.

"Clatter, crash, crash!" The soldiers started to move one after another, and the sound of bullets being loaded was heard.

"Captain, how about we have a shot?"

"Um?"

Krupp next to him cautiously ran to Liao Mingyu, raised his head and asked him: "Just shoot, okay?"

Looking at Krupp, who was as fat as a bear and became a sperm, Liao Mingyu was angry and funny. He imitated his accent and said: "What are you doing with one shot? What are you doing with one shot? If you want to fight, let's fire ten shots!"

"Ah? Oh, okay, let's fire ten shots!" Krupp understood immediately and hurriedly ran back to the artillery position. He lowered his head and used the scope to observe the distance, and then used a branch to draw data on the ground to calculate the angle.

Krupp's fat hands twisted the height frame to adjust the angle. He confirmed the shooting distance again and shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Aim the muzzle at the target, the elevation angle is 50 degrees!"

The artillerymen adjusted their firing angles in accordance with the instructions.

"The loader is ready, the first three artillery groups, test fire one round, let go!"

The loader immediately stuffed the mortar shell into the muzzle as quickly as possible, and then covered his ears tightly.

Phew…

The mortar shell shot up into the air, drew an arc and landed next to the team of little Japanese.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Eight or nine Japanese soldiers on the edge of the team were blown away by the shock waves and shrapnel of the artillery shells. Except for Krupp's cannon, the other shells did not fall on the Japanese team.

Perhaps because of poor visibility at night, or perhaps because the artillerymen's skills were really lacking, the first wave of test firings was not ideal.

"Damn it, Krupp, what are you trying to hit? If you don't hit it again, you won't have dinner!"

Liao Mingyu saw this scene with a telescope and yelled angrily. This frightened Krupp. He didn't have to have anything, but he had to eat!

He pushed away the obstructing artillerymen, adjusted the direction and angle of the muzzle himself, and after confirming that there was no problem, he took the shells and loaded them.

"Fire!"

The three mortars made a dull sound of firing again.

"call out……!"

Three mortars roared and hit the middle of the Japanese army with a sharp sound!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The 81mm high-explosive grenade and the 91mm artillery shells of the Little Japs were even more powerful. Three shells exploded directly in the Japs formation. Each shell could take away more than 10 Japs. The little Japs at the center of the explosion were even blown to pieces.

Crush!

"Keep firing! Before the kid can react, use full mortar fire!" Liao Mingyu ordered loudly.
Chapter completed!