"Long live Your Majesty the Locust."

"Long live Your Majesty the Locust."

On the No. 4 height, on the position of the Japanese artillery squadron, a burst of shouting suddenly sounded.

The excited appearance seemed to see their Heavenly Locust Majesty patrolling.

When the artillery observers reported the results of the battle in the distance, some Japanese artillery also saw the huge smoke and dust that suddenly rose from Yangcun in the distance, which was dozens of times more powerful than the explosion of mountain artillery shells, and it was comparable to the smoke and dust of the explosion of heavy artillery shells.

Obviously, this was the point where the enemy's shells were stacked.

This made the devil soldiers naturally cheer and celebrate such a huge victory.

For artillerymen, hitting the enemy's shell collection point is more exciting than hitting the opponent's artillery, which not only destroys the enemy's combat effectiveness, but also makes the movement louder and the explosion louder.

Explosions are the artillerymen's favorite.

"Keep shelling."

"Completely destroy this stupid group of guerrillas."

The commander of the artillery squadron was also smiling, and did not stop the soldiers from shouting, but only ordered the shelling to continue.

However, when the ammunition man ran to the rear shell stack to prepare for transporting the shells, the loader opened the bolt to confirm that there were no foreign objects in the chamber and barrel·····

Boom Boom Boom ·····

A dense explosion rang out around them, sending up puffs of smoke.

The explosion was no less powerful than their mountain artillery. And looking at the traces of shells on the ground, the traces after the destruction of the shells are round, and the ground is not deep, this is a mortar.

It was the enemy's kind of 82 mortars.

The commander of the artillery squadron judged the situation at a glance and even understood the enemy's weapons.

Compared with mountain artillery, the mortar has a circular landing point, which is more powerful against infantry and has a more uniform dispersion of shrapnel, but the disadvantage is that it is less destructive within a strong bunker.

"Shelling."

"Hidden!"

"Watch the hand, find out where the enemy is."

The leader of the artillery squadron reacted quickly and gave the correct order, but some of the devil artillerymen who were just in the surprise had obviously not recovered, and their movements were a little sluggish for a while.

Although explosions are a favorite of artillerymen, this does not include explosions around you!

The explosion around you, no one will like it!

In the hasty panic, the devils' shelling of Yangcun's position had to be stopped.

Boom Boom...

The shells continued to fall, and the smoke of the violent explosion rose around the No. 4 heights, and even one of the shells was less than a hundred meters away from the shell storage point in the rear, which frightened the squadron leader of the devil into a cold sweat.

Because of the difficulty of transportation and the terrain, his shells were obviously not stacked in a relatively safe location according to the regulations, but only more than 300 meters away from the gun position, and they were stacked in piles.

That own squadron...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

"The position of the enemy artillery was found, two mortars on the mountainside two kilometers to the left."

At this time, an artillery observer discovered the position of the enemy artillery.

Looking at the mountainside on the left, the leader of the artillery squadron also saw the enemy on the mountainside over there.

"Inform the infantry squadron under the mountain and go and destroy them."

However, in the position of the enemy's artillery, his mountain artillery is obviously not suitable for elimination, the mortar is highly mobile, and his mountain artillery position is too slow to react, so it can only be annihilated by the infantry.

But the enemy carries mortars, and no matter how mobile they are, they can't outrun the light infantry.

As the infantry at the foot of the mountain set off, in the face of the infantry rushing at high speed, the enemy mortars on the mountainside on the left side were also forced to move, only to see them carrying mortars, and then quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"Keep shelling."

Relieved, the leader of the devil's artillery squadron ordered to continue the shelling.

However, as soon as the first shell was fired, with a whistling sound, another burst of explosions rose around the artillery position, and this time, the shells flew from the right side.

The observer did not need to be commanded, and quickly spotted the enemy:

"On the right, at a distance of two kilometers, an unknown number of enemy artillery."

"Yaga..."

"A bunch of trash."

Through the observation of the hand's report, the leader of the devil squadron also discovered the enemy, and he was so angry that he scolded.

Where did this enemy artillery come from?

There are still two wings.

Wasn't the Independent Regiment surrounded by Captain Oshima Kan? How did these artillery pieces get around his flanks?

With a bunch of doubts, he once again ordered the infantry squadron to send people to drive away these enemy artillery, thanks to the enough infantry that Oshima Kan gave him, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to send troops to pursue the enemy so casually.

However, before a few shells were fired, the third round of shelling came again, and this time, on the left.

This time, the devil was very unlucky, a shell happened to hit the side of a gun position, although it did not blow up the cannon, but it still killed several devils, thanks to the lack of shells next to the running position.

"Yaga Ya Lu..."

The shelling was again forced to stop, and the leader of the artillery squadron was so angry that he shouted.

"The enemy is on the top of the hill on the left rear side, about 2.5 kilometers away."

The observer quickly reported the enemy's position, and artillery fire required an open area, which was difficult to conceal.

Following the position of the observer, the leader of the devil squadron discovered the enemy's position, which made his eyes widen suddenly, the enemy shelled by this group was obviously the same group before, but at this time, their position was a full two kilometers away from the original, and it was still on the top of the mountain.

Good mobility.

Even if this is their territory and the road is familiar, but in this rugged mountainous terrain, the enemy's artillery is transferred so quickly!?

How do they do it?

"Order the infantry squadron to go and destroy them."

In desperation, he could only order the infantry squadron to go forward and pursue the enemy.

In the face of extremely mobile mortars, his mountain artillery is really helpless.

Although the accuracy of the mortar is very poor, the target of his artillery position is also large, and there are many dangerous targets, once the opponent hits the shell, that cannon can destroy his position. Especially when shelling, the most dangerous, careless, is to help the enemy destroy himself.

Seeing that the enemy artillery was again being pursued by the infantry and had to retreat, he again prepared to shell Yang Village, but the enemy's shells flew from the right again, forcing him to stop the shelling again.

Raising the binoculars and looking at the enemy's position, as expected, this time it was the second wave of enemy artillery, and the position was more than two kilometers away from the beginning, and the shells carried the artillery, and the speed of transfer was even faster than that of the infantry.

The whole squadron of infantry went out and surrounded them. ’

This situation made the leader of the devil artillery squadron instantly red-eyed, and directly dispatched all the infantry.

The Devil's Artillery Squadron was harassed by these two groups of artillery, and the shelling was always intermittent, although after all the infantry was dispatched, the situation was much better, but the big mules with highly mobile mortars could still greatly reduce the enemy's artillery firepower.

Without the continuous suppression of artillery, the situation on the front-line position suddenly changed, Zhang Dabiao organized several counter-charges, supplemented by intensive 60 mortar fire, and once snatched back the first line of positions, so angry that Oshima Kan slapped several squadron commanders with big ears.

The battle continued until night.

Night falls, and the moon is full tonight.

At this time, the two squadrons of the Japanese guarding the artillery position finally expelled the artillery of the first battalion out of the three-kilometer range, but the mountain artillery could not continue the shelling at night, so they could only silence.

However, Oshima Kan went mad because of the successive offensive failures, and it was an unacceptable shame that the dignified Imperial Japanese Division A Division was blocked by a small mountain bag by a mere guerrilla force for a whole day.

As a result, he also launched several attacks at night, and the crazy devils once occupied the third line of defense in Yang Village.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after personally leading the team to repel the last wave of attacks by the devils, Zhang Dabiao gave the order to retreat.

"The wounded go and join the commissar, and the rest of the troops will follow me."

"Zhu Ziming, a few of you have better physical strength, and you are responsible for breaking off to prevent anyone from falling behind."

Opening the map and looking at the predetermined location, Zhang Dabiao drove all the way to the predetermined location with four heavy machine guns and nearly 300 soldiers from a battalion.

After a whole day of fierce fighting with the devils, the first battalion suffered great casualties, sacrificing more than 200 soldiers, especially the several night attacks launched by the devils, the first battalion did not think that the devils would launch a night attack, and they were caught off guard and suffered great casualties.

In the end, by the end of the battle, the first battalion had been reduced by more than half, and the battalion, which had originally had more than 600 soldiers, was now able to fight less than 300 soldiers, but the devils were not comfortable, and the casualties were only a lot more than that of the first battalion.

"Captain, the enemy has fled from the cliff behind."

When the devil launched the fourth wave of night raids at midnight, he found that Yang Village had already been empty.

"The squadrons rested in place, strengthened their vigilance, and guarded against enemy attacks."

Although he wanted to pursue, the reality made Oshima Suga have to choose to be honest.

After a whole day of attacking, the troops were already sleepy and tired, and the casualties were quite heavy, his brigade alone lost an entire squadron, and the Shouxian brigade suffered only a lot more casualties than him.

This time, the firepower of the opponent's light artillery was simply unprecedented since the beginning of the war, and according to his estimates, the opponent fired at least more than 4,000 rounds of 60 mortar shells of that kind in the battle this day.

About half of the casualties of his troops were caused by such mortars.

Artillery, even a mortar, is the soul and pillar of the infantry.

The guerrillas have a good stockpile of weapons and ammunition.

Moreover, the commander of the opposing side was very good, he actually ambushed an artillery outside in advance to suppress his artillery squadron.

However·····

Wait for Shenjing Shaozo to destroy Li Yunlong's ammunition depot and see if he still has any shells?

And.

In the night, Suga Oshima with a flashlight and an officer of the Intelligence Section found a mark behind the cliff, a mark that could not be noticed by the naked eye at all, and it was easy for ordinary people to ignore it...

"Tomorrow, we will continue the pursuit."

Oshima Suga's tone was confident.

Even if he lost one squadron, he still had five squadrons of infantry, and the armored squadron was still on the road, which was the real strength of the squadron.

······

In a valley.

Li Yunlong took three battalions, a cavalry battalion, and the remaining half of the artillery company to hide here.

Under the moonlight, the wind was biting.

After a while, Shen Quan arrived with the second battalion.

"Regiment commander, the more than 100 devils who went to the ammunition depot have killed all of them, and a Type 92 infantry gun they brought has also been destroyed."

Camp Commander Shen's tone was excited.

"We suffered fifty casualties ourselves, of which thirty were killed."

"Not bad."

Li Yunlong nodded, his tone satisfied.

There are more than 100 devils, and their own casualties are fifty, in that kind of mountain path that is not suitable for ambushes, this is a very good record, not to mention that the devils who went to attack the ammunition depot must be the elite devils of the A Division.

"Prepare yourself, bring a heavy machine gun."

Li Yunlong looked back at the two battalion commanders behind him: "Let's go to the highway and wait for the devils, go to an ambush in a dignified manner, and see if the little devil armored car is thickly armored, or our new heavy machine gun has a lot of bullets." ”