"Why is it quiet all of a sudden?" A wave of unease floated in Kunisaki's heart.

The gunfire that I heard in the distance just now was so dense that it was not something that the 41st Wing could have fought by itself, and they must have met a strong enemy. The urgency just now disappeared as the gunfire subsided, and all that remained was uneasiness and a lot of speculation.

"Tell Nagano Osa to be careful!" Now that there is a result over there, the march is not in a hurry.

"The devil is slowing down?" Huang Huamin was stunned when he heard the report, and they became more cautious. Anyway, he didn't expect another ambush, the devils were not so stupid, and then entered the encirclement.

"The fourth regiment quickly went to support the ninth regiment to consolidate its position, and the eighth regiment stayed to clean up the battlefield, and after the cleanup, it went directly to support the first regiment." Huang Huamin directly gave up the work of sweeping the battlefield to the Eighth Regiment.

In fact, in the vanguard army, cleaning the battlefield is just picking up rags. Firearms and other things are directly recycled, and the vanguard army does not need them at all, and it is not as cost-effective as direct production of second-hand goods in arms trading. Not only firearms, but also migrant workers of all ages, young and old, are always active on the battlefield behind them, who make a living by cleaning the shells and shrapnel of the battlefield. After the vanguard army finished cleaning, it was confirmed that there was no danger, and they swarmed up to clean the battlefield that the vanguard army had cleaned. Their numerical superiority can be directly searched to every inch of the place, and what they harvest is sold directly to the vanguard army.

The vanguard army has special vehicles to transport it and recycle it directly to the base. With the recovery of cartridge casings, the cost of bullets can be reduced by at least one-third. In this regard, the base still attaches great importance to it.

Meng Xiang did not let go of his body, and sent it to the mining plant for recycling. Of course, these are all handled by the clones, otherwise it would be too terrifying.

"Phew!" "Phew!" "Phew!" The continuous gunfire rang out again on the battlefield that had just calmed down.

Meng Xiang had already confessed that because the wounded of the army had a bad reputation on the battlefield, no prisoners of war would be left in Meng Xiang's order, and for fear of some accidents, the people who cleaned the battlefield were at least in groups of three, and they could shoot directly at suspicious targets. Meng Xiang is not afraid of losing this bullet, as for someone to comment on this inhumane thing, just see whose land this is.

"Stop for a moment! Wait for the artillery team in the back! The uneasiness in Kunisaki's heart grew stronger. For so long, no one has come to contact, but I am afraid that the 41st Wing has encountered an accident. However, until now, he would not believe that a wing would be wiped out by a division of the Chinese army.

"The signal is on again!" The staff adjutant next to him respectfully reported to Kunisaki Deng.

Just as the telecommunications sector of later generations charged for services, the jamming suppression of radar stations required money. As soon as the ambush ended, Meng Xiang withdrew the suppression interference signal after receiving the battle report. The high price of service fees made Meng Xiang decide to develop his own electronic warfare team, and now the technology can support it.

"Contact Yamada now!" Kunisaki Noboru immediately ordered.

"Squad Leader Xu, there's movement over there!" Guo Donghua, who was searching the battlefield, pointed to a pile of corpses in the distance and whispered to Xu Yinchun.

Xu Yinchun picked up the Luger 08 in his hand and walked over slowly. In the restrictions of cloning, the regulations for the protection of ordinary people always come first, and he is the first to rush forward when there are dangerous things, which also makes the dozen or so ordinary people in the class especially accurate to this cold-faced Xu squad leader.

Actually, his surname is not Xu, his number used to be Tiger 386, but some time ago, everything changed.

Out of the principle of secrecy, Meng Xiang ordered each clone soldier to take his own name, and directly looked through the dictionary to find out what surname he found. The name is simpler, and it has everything. In order to commemorate the surname a little, each clone has some traces of its origin.

Xu Yinchun's Yin character has already proved his identity, in the records of Zhi Brain, he is still Tiger 386, and the military salary received every month is stored back in the small treasury of Zhi Brain, and he no longer only eats nutritious meals, but often eats big pot dishes with his soldiers to improve the monotonous life of nutritious meals.

When Meng Xiang decided to choose a name for each clone, he had no idea what it meant for the clones, but Xu Yinchun kept it in mind. This was originally a privilege reserved for Tier 6 warriors, but now it is a perk for every clone soldier. Meng Xiang also didn't know that loyalty could also change, and his unconscious behavior caused the clone soldiers' loyalty to continue to increase, starting from simple absolute obedience to orders to active obedience to orders.

The first to rush to danger to protect his soldiers was what Xu Yinchun took the initiative to do.

Under that large pile of corpses, maybe there are people alive, and just now there was a soldier who was not dead who pulled a grenade. Fortunately, the early shot crippled his arm, except for blowing himself to pieces, only Guo Donghua just now broke a little skin among the few people around him.

He heard that there was movement over there, so he didn't recklessly search for it, but reported it to Xu Yinchun first.

"It's the radio!" Xu Yinchun, who was familiar with the radio, listened to it for a while and decided to settle down.

He faithfully carried out Meng Xiang's instructions, raised his pistol, and refilled the bullet for several people whose bodies were intact. As for a few intestines that are rotten and lack brains, they will be directly ignored, and if they can still pounce on them in that case, it is called a fraudulent corpse.

He watched the movement on the pile of corpses, and after a long time of no response, he waved his hand, and the four or five soldiers in the squad gathered began to carry the corpses. As soon as the long iron hook that had been prepared in advance was put on it, the dead body was dragged down. This kind of thing invented by migrant workers to clean up the battlefield can best avoid accidents.

The corpse of a soldier was dragged out by a large hole in his stomach, and his long intestines dragged the ground behind him. Xu Yinchun and others didn't care, this is a common thing on the battlefield. So far, these scenes have not been seen by ordinary people, not even the migrant workers in the back. Soon, camouflaged mining trucks will come to transport the bodies, and the migrant workers who clean up the final battlefield will only see garbage all over the ground.

You can already see what is below, Chen Jiangong stepped forward and kicked away a ghost soldier lying on the top with half of his head missing, revealing a radio station below, which was still working.

"Search around to see if there's a codebook!" Xu Yinchun ordered directly, this was specially instructed by Meng Xiang.

After the appearance of the radar station, Zhi Brain began to provide password translation, but it was a high-priced service, and the price was so high that Meng Xiang shouted a headache, but he completely forgot how much advantage he had. He still memorizes the codebook, and with the codebook, there is no more expensive password translation, which can save a lot of money.

"There's also a flag here!" Guo Donghua pointed to the side of the radio and shouted, a small half-charred flag was pulled out by him, and a half-charred purple tassel fell from above.

"This is the Wing Flag!" Xu Yinchun, who had been instilled with relevant knowledge, pointed to something more like an ancient Chinese festival and shouted.

"What? Wing flags? Meng Xiang couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard the news, even more surprised than hearing the destruction of the 41st Wing. It is said that the jade fragmentation of the army has made it a tradition for the flag to be in the ranks and the flag to be destroyed, and it is difficult for others to seize the flags above their wing.

"Yes, it's a half-burned wing flag!" Although Huang Huamin was also very happy, he was not as excited as Meng Xiang on the other side of the communication phone, in his opinion, it was just a wing flag. He didn't know that in the records of later generations, except for YY novels, it seems that a single flag of the United Army of China has never been seized on the land of China.

"Good! Good! Good! Meng Xiang, who confirmed the news on the other side, only had to say okay at this time.

"How much can this be exchanged for?" Meng Xiang had already begun to think in his heart, "Do you want to stay first?" Lest it be irritated to the devil irrationally! ”

While Meng Xiang was constantly calculating, Kunisaki Deng, they also arrived in the hilly area.

"What's that place called?" Yuichiro Nagano asked, pointing to a small hill in front of him.

"Taijun, it's called Luoyuepo! In the past, it was said that Hou Yi shot arrows, and the place where the sun fell, there were many coal mines. Gou Hanjian, who had been following behind, hurriedly ran over and bent down and smiled.

"Smack!" A loud slap hit him in the face, and he immediately swollen Lao Gao.

"Yaga, where do you say this is?" Nagano, who is familiar with Chinese, said angrily.

"This is ,......" Gou Hanjian quickly reflected, and nodded hurriedly, "This is Fengshuopo, a place to worship the sun!" One of his teeth had loosened a little, and he had changed his voice a little when he spoke.

However, Nagano ignored him and looked into the distance without saying anything.

He had already heard about the 41st United, and he was also very worried about the 41st United. The situation is not as rosy as imagined at the beginning, nor is it as smooth as it was in Qingdao. He had already heard some rumors about the vanguard on the opposite side. It's just that at the time he was disdainful, but now those rumors are starting to pop up in his mind.

"I heard that they participated in the battle of Guanghuamen in Nanjing?"

"The Ninth Division suffered a big loss on them!"

"That's them, they're called the Vanguard!"

Nagano shook his head slightly, pointed his finger ahead, and ordered: "First Brigade, tentative attack!" ”

When he saw the devils under the hillside carefully preparing to occupy the favorable terrain, Huang Huamin knew that it was unrealistic to try to lure the devils into the encirclement again. No, then let's fight!

By the time a squadron in front of the 1st Brigade approached the first line of defense on the hillside, the distinctive roar of the MG-34 began again as a bugle sounded.

"The firepower is really strong!" Seeing more than a dozen heavy machine-gun firing points, Nagano nodded as he continued to fire at a squadron lying on the ground.

"Shelling!" He waved his hand behind him and ordered, and the twelve 70mm infantry guns that had been prepared began to roar in three places.

"Watch out for their cannons!" He instructed again, as soon as his words fell, a scream in the sky had already changed his face, and he, who was familiar with artillery, could definitely judge what this sound meant.

"Be careful!" He shouted, but the screams in the sky kept coming.

"Boom!" An artillery position in the distance was already covered in dust.

"They really have large-caliber heavy artillery. It's 150, just at least three doors. Nagano, who was familiar with artillery, was full of surprise. Under the premise that the opponent has more than one heavy artillery, this attack is only afraid of great losses.

"Steady!"

"Why don't you wait and fire the heavy artillery?" Lu Minggong, the staff officer of the regiment, asked puzzledly, a little later, maybe he could surprise the devil with greater casualties.

"There are still some cannons in the back that have not come up, and the fortifications in some places have not been fully built, which will take time! The biggest effect of heavy artillery is to deter! It's not bad to scare the devils so that they can't figure out what we are. Huang Huamin said slowly. In fact, the most important thing he did not say was that the counteroffensive on the Western Front had begun, and some of the originally prescribed support had been temporarily canceled. With his dissatisfaction with the four regiments and the fortifications that were being repaired without a systematic arrangement, the defense was still a little thin.

Meng Xiang gave him the order, which was to delay time. Although the fortifications of the eastern front began to be built slowly and step by step within the direct jurisdiction of the main base before Han Fuyu ran, the heavy artillery fortress had only been built for a week, and under the premise that Meng Xiang did not guard against the rapid advance of the army in the east, the priority supply of artillery on the eastern front made the artillery in many places not yet in place, which required time arrangement.

"Time! In three days, there will be reinforcements! Meng Xiang assured.

(Tomorrow will continue three watches)