The eighteenth was worried that the Japanese army in Linhuai Pass would return to reinforce the heavy artillery position, and the heavy artillery position was one mile away, and the little devil must have noticed that the reinforcement troops might be gathering. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The advance team of 3,000 people was besieged on the north bank of the Huai River, and he was also worried, but it was too late to support it with artillery fire.

Once the Japanese army returned to the heavy artillery position, these 600 people would not be spared, and it would be a dead end in the unobstructed fields.

In his heart, it is difficult to let go of the emotion of seeing death and not being saved, but the support of the advance team will usher in the disaster of annihilation.

Yang Guan glared at him angrily, and guessed that he had good intentions, so he boldly suggested in order to avoid accidents for himself.

Originally, it was planned to destroy the heavy artillery position and launch a counterattack under the name of martyrdom, but it was found that the little devil's defense was lax and temporarily turned into a robbery battle.

Thinking about it, he turned to the herald who ran over and said: "Order all teams to speed up, aim all mountain artillery in the direction of Linhuai Pass, and wait for the enemy with a flat firing attitude."

The herald stopped suddenly, stared at the instructor in surprise, slowed down for a moment and saluted: "Yes, shoot flat and wait for the enemy!"

Seeing the herald running away, No. 18 frowned, stared at the instructor worriedly, and said, "Zero, if there are too many reinforcements from the little devil, these dozens or hundreds of mountain cannons alone can't stop it!"

"What are you rambling about?" Yang Guan frowned, then turned to stare at the cuckoo and asked, "How is it?" Got in touch? Hurry up and report the coordinates? ”

"Okay......" The cuckoo responded a little hurriedly, got up with the telegram in his hand and read: "The troops are pressed and beaten by the little devils, the artillery fire can still be resisted, and the coordinates are ......"

"Herald?"

"Here!"

"Pass the coordinates to the artillerymen and tell them to hit Lao Tzu hard!" Yang Guan pointed to the northeast with a rotary knife and gave an order, then turned to stare at the cuckoo and asked, "How is the situation of the advance team?"

Seeing that the instructor was busy asking, the herald raised his right hand and saluted before quickly leaving.

Seeing that No. 18 was holding back a bitter gourd face, Du Juan was also touching his heart, staring sideways at his beloved and becoming more worried, and said resentfully: "As far as you are worried about the advance team, what should you do yourself?"

"I ......" Yang Guan was very helpless, and scolded her for not being able to bear it, but the battle had already been fought to this extent, and it would be a great sin not to use artillery fire to support the advance team.

Could it be that they watched the advance team being surrounded and annihilated by little devils and turned a blind eye?

The tank is still on the way to the detour, and even if the tank arrives on the battlefield, it may not be able to crush the defense circle of the little devil.

And the little devils must be on guard, and the tank may be hit devastatingly, which is definitely possible.

Thinking of this, he raised the wheel knife ring and pointed around and said, "You touch your conscience and think about it, can you watch the advance team annihilate on the north bank of the Huai River?"

Several people under the fortifications were breathless, their faces changed instantly, and they shook their heads involuntarily.

Du Juan was entangled in his heart, worried about his safety, but still read according to the message: "The battle damage of the advance team is good, the personnel are relatively scattered, and the shelling of the little devils has not caused major damage."

"The Japanese army and the little devils in the mountains on the south bank of the Huai River formed an encirclement trend, and they have completely surrounded the shallow trench front, and the devil soldiers have no cover, they only suppress them with powerful firepower, and they have not launched a charge for the time being."

"The brothers are very tenacious in resisting the attack, and the shallow trench camp forms a balanced defense line, as long as the Japanese army does not take a desperate charge, the troops can still hold on, and they will never discredit the advance team, and there will be no regrets in the battle!"

"Farewell book?" Yang Guan was taken aback, and guessed that the telegram might be suspected of lying about the military situation, and the advance team must have fought hard, no, the advance team must not be buried on the north bank of the Huai River.

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly, "What's the matter? Why don't you fire the cannon yet, order the artillery to hit Lao Tzu, fire rapidly, and blow up the little devil! ”

"Yes, blow up the little devil Fat Field!" The herald threw a military salute and quickly ran away, but before he had run ten steps, the heavy artillery rumbled.

Dozens of shells roared into the air, covering the north bank of the Huai River, and in a short time there was a muffled thunder echo.

"Report Zero, the observation post found the command headquarters set up by the little devil in Linhuai Pass, and at the same time, it also found that the little devil was gathering troops, suspected of targeting us." The herald said hurriedly.

"Huh, there's such a good thing?" Yang Guan raised his eyebrows, looked around at the mountain artillery and turned the muzzle, and said in his heart: "Order the mountain artillery to defeat the command of the little devil, and execute it immediately!"

"Yes, defeat the command of the little devils!" The herald was ordered to go.

Eighteen's solemn face softened, and he reminded: "Zero, since we are going to fight here, you must also come up with a specific plan, otherwise we will be very passive."

"Hmm!" Yang Guan bowed slightly, glanced at him and said: "Herald, immediately notify the brothers who are cleaning up the battlefield, quickly arrange a defensive line, and set up heavy firepower to resist the enemy with sandbag fortifications as the benchmark."

"Yes, set up a heavy machine-gun position and stand by!" The herald repeated the order and quickly left.

The hum on the artillery position continued, and rounds of artillery shells rose into the air one after another, enveloping the little devils.

The advance team on the north bank of the Huai River relieved itself and gave the coordinates in time, causing the artillery positions to be busy and launching artillery bombardment according to the coordinates.

According to the reality of the telegram sent back, the little devil wailed in the artillery fire, with countless casualties, but there was no sign of retreat, which was very strange.

"Report Zero, the observation post found that the headquarters of the little devils has been destroyed, but the devil soldiers have arrived within four hundred meters, and the estimated strength is in a brigade."

"In addition, I found a bad phenomenon, the little devils divided their troops from Linhuai Pass and tried to outflank us from both wings." The herald reported the enemy situation in one breath and stared at the instructor with a melancholy expression.

Yang Guan bowed slightly, directly put aside the little devil's question, and said to the herald: "Has the flag soldier been arranged?"

"Report, it has been distributed throughout the artillery position, please give the battle order."

"Order the soldiers on the periphery to build herringbone fortifications with sandbags, the longer the better, press the muzzles of the mountain cannons in the sandbags, build the forts around them, and temporarily build six places, you must be fast!"

"Yes, there are six herringbone fortifications, preparing for the little devil."

The tip of the herringbone is outward, and the wings are obliquely inward, and the blocking surface is undiminished, and they can cooperate with each other, Eighteen guessed in his mind.

As his analytical eyes grew brighter, combined with the mountain cannon pressed in the middle of the sandbag to conceive a reverie, the cannonball could directly deter the little devils at close range.

Clever plan, as for the recoil of the mountain cannon, it can be piled and stabilized on the ground, and one can't use ten or eight, the instructor's thinking is really incredible!

Yang Guan didn't know that a small change was flattered like a fairy, he was very unhappy now, he was restless, and the sound of this cannon was too loud, right?

Just when he was uncomfortable, the flag soldier beside him said: "Report, the mortar position of the little devil has been found on the left, center and right, and it is being erected."

"Report what, inform the mountain artillery to defeat them, do you want the artillery position to be martyred and sent to the sky for a ride?"