105 mountain guns, 75 field guns, 125 howitzers, 70 infantry guns......

The fat man, like most of the Flying Army, has been through too many battles to accurately tell what kind of cannon is being fired by the sound of shelling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hidden!" In the trenches, the shouts and shouts are all the same content.

After the fat man finished drinking, he rushed into the pit nearby, and Xiao Banshan, who was originally talking to him, also entered the pit together.

The sound of "booming" explosions came one after another, indicating that the Blind Ridge was once again covered by artillery fire, and if you carefully calculate that the Blind Ridge has been cut off by the artillery fire of the little devils.

"Uncle......" Xiao Banshan shouted the fat man in the rumbling cannon.

The fat man turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of doubt.

"After the little devil's gas bombardment yesterday, I carefully checked with Uncle Biao, the big boss, and the sixth boss, and our casualties have reached this number!" Jia Daode was in the constant explosion, for fear that he would not hear it, so he could only shout at the top of his throat.

After speaking, Jia Daode stretched out four fingers, and the fat man twitched out of the corners of his eyes, and there were four hundred casualties in two days, which was the largest casualty figure since the establishment of the Flying Army.

And there are many casualties in the shelling, which means that the proportion of sacrifices is high, even if they are wounded, they are injured with missing arms and legs, and they are really damaged in battle, even if these wounded soldiers recover, they will not be able to serve as soldiers in the future.

The fat man was ruthless in his heart, he would never leave any of his brothers behind, even if he was wounded or disabled, he would let these warriors have a bad future.

This time the shelling lasted as before, and no poison gas bombs were used, and it seems that the number of gas bombs used by the little devil a few hours ago was probably not much, and now it was for the fire coverage before the attack, in the hope of a devastating blow to the remaining flying army with human strength.

When the little devils were shelling, he thought that the commander of the little devils must not have expected that the flying army had American-made gas masks in their hands, and he must have thought that his poison gas bombardment would be effective, and even if a heavy rain poured down in the early morning and took away a lot of poison gas, the flying army would definitely suffer heavy losses.

It's now past four o'clock in the morning, and the sky in the east has already revealed the white of the fish's belly, and it's time for the little devil to launch an attack and take a pot of action against the remaining flying army on the Blind Man's Ridge.

The cessation of the shelling was a sign that the infantry of the little devils had begun to attack, and a rain in the early morning undoubtedly made it more difficult to attack the high ground.

At more than four o'clock in the morning, it was still very dark, and it was not clear what was going on in front of them, but the soldiers of the flying army knew that the little devil would definitely dispatch the infantry after the shelling, so after receiving the order from the fat man, they rushed out of the tunnel one after another, lying on the trench and preparing for battle.

As time passed, most of the soldiers stuck to the trenches, nibbling on the cold pancakes without a bite, mixing with Jia Daodao's drinking water, and filling their bellies before the battle, which was conducive to the recovery of their tired bodies.

Even if the battle is approaching, everything is quiet on the Blind Ridge Heights and under the high ground, which makes people very depressed, as if they are blocked in their chests in one breath, and they don't vomit or feel unhappy.

"Uncle, I feel that this time the movement is different, and it is a little abnormally quiet!" Xiao Banshan leaned over and said to the fat man who was squatting in the trench smoking a cigar.

"Master, the little devil gave us a little bit last night, and in the early hours of the morning, the little devil retaliated against the blind man's ridge with a poison gas bomb, and he must have thought that he could give us a lot of damage, just now there was another burst of shelling, and the little devil has already been ruthless, you see, this time the little devil's attack will no longer have the element of temptation, for them, it is a hammer deal!" The fat man took a cigar in his mouth and said calmly.

Today is the third day that the flying army has dragged more than 70,000 little devils in Blind Ridge, and if he expects it to be true, the battle between the little devils and the national government army in the second war zone should also be white-hot.

The battle line of the little devils is less defended by these 70,000 little devils, and it is attacked by hundreds of thousands of national government troops in turn, and it is impossible for the top level of the little devils to let these 70,000 people besiege the 2,000 people of the flying army for so long, thus making the battle line empty.

Don't think about it, these 70,000 little devils can't eat the flying army, and it can't be dragged on forever.

If his calculation is correct, the top level of the little devils may start to send orders, and these 70,000 little devils will start to rush to the front line, and the little devils on the front line will attack and counterattack the national army, so as to give up continuing to besiege Hukou Mountain.

Pressing 2,000 people and hundreds of thousands of people, it is clear who is worth the most at a glance.

"Uncle is a roundworm in the stomach of the little devil, and the little devil can't escape the eyes of the uncle if he wants anything!" Xiao Banshan said with a smile, this fart makes the fat man very comfortable, but when he thinks about it, something is wrong.

"Master took refuge in Hukou Mountain, it seems that he hasn't done push-ups yet!" The fat man said with an unkind face.

"Ugh!" Xiao Banshan knew that he had said the wrong thing.

"Yes, look at your old boy who dares to say that his uncle is a roundworm!" Jia Daode said.

"Fourth Master Jia, you come to set an example and take the master to do five hundred push-ups?!" The fat man smiled and turned his head to Jia Daode and smiled.

"Uh, uncle, the little devil will come up in a while." Jia Daode said with a sad face, remorseful in his heart, what is bad with his fast mouth, he has to shout loudly that the fat man is a roundworm, this time he caught the fat man!

"It's okay, the battle for a while may last quite long, you kid and master have a chance to get a little devil!" The fat man restrained his smile and continued to hum: "If you want to do it, hurry up, it's time to delay blindly, but it's time to get a little devil yourself!" ”

"......" Xiao Banshan and Jia Daode shut up at the same time, it seems that the fat man is determined to take revenge on the two of them, and they stink when they sleep!

Xiao Banshan and Jia Daode had just laid down and were about to do push-ups, when the fat man, who had excellent hearing, heard the chirping of military boots stepping on the mud, although it was slight and far away, but it couldn't escape his ears.

"Attention all, the little devil has entered the range of three hundred meters!" The fat man finished drinking, his mouth did not leave the cigar, he got up, picked up the Garand M1 with both hands and pounced on the trench, and then quickly opened the safety device of the Garand M1.

Through the voices of the squad, squadron, and captain, the soldiers in the trenches knew that the little devil had touched within three hundred meters and were ready to fight.

And Jia Daode and Xiao Banshan, who were doing push-ups, looked anxious, and quickly did push-ups, so that they could immediately finish five hundred push-ups and prepare for battle.

"Uncle......" Jia Daode looked at the fat man with a pitiful expression while doing push-ups, wanting to say something to himself.

"Shut up!" The fat man didn't wait for his words to continue, so he snorted coldly, with an unquestionable tone in his tone, making Jia Daode swallow the words that had just reached his throat again.

The fat man turned his face sideways, put his ears on the muddy trench cover, and listened to the sound of the little devil's boots stepping on the mud, so as to estimate the distance between the little devil and the flying army...... (To be continued.) )