The captain of the mortar squadron immediately ordered the observers to determine the location of the opponent's mortar position and then launch a counterattack.

After the fourth round of artillery shells hit the camp, the artillery observer finally calculated the number of shooters in the opponent's mortar position. The squadron leader immediately ordered his men to adjust the artillery firing angle and start a counterattack.

"Boom, boom, boom..." A total of nine shells flew out of the barrel at the same time, drawing a series of beautiful arcs in the sky before landing and exploding.

Groups of orange-red fireballs instantly blew up the target until it looked like daylight.

In order to kill all the artillerymen of the National Salvation Army who attacked him, the squadron leader asked his artillerymen to fire five rounds of artillery shells before stopping.

Just when he thought the opponent had been killed by him, three fireballs shot up from the camp again, and then a violent explosion sounded in his ears.

"Sir, these three artillery shells seem to have been fired from the north of the camp. Our target was south of the camp. The National Salvation Army has deployed at least two artillery positions around us!" the deputy captain analyzed with a shocked look.

"Find the specific location immediately and fire counterattacks to destroy it!" A look of solemnity flashed across the squadron leader's face, giving a serious order.

The Japanese army responded very quickly, and the sound of "boom, boom, boom..." soon rang out from the National Salvation Army artillery position more than a thousand meters away.

But not long after, three more shells hit the camp, and this time the shells flew from the west of the camp.

The squadron leader was confused, but he reacted quickly and immediately ordered his artillery to counterattack...

But no matter how he fought back, more than ten minutes later three shells hit the camp from different directions...

As they continued to fire, the captain of the mortar squadron slowly realized that something was wrong: "Bageya Road, the National Salvation Army is too cunning. They move their positions after firing four or five rounds of shells every time, waiting for our shells to hit them."

In the past, they had evacuated their previous artillery positions."

"We fought for such a long time just now and caused almost no losses to the National Salvation Army who attacked us."

"They have been moving artillery positions and shelling the camp from different directions. We have been fooled!"

"We must change the way we fight, otherwise no matter how many shells we fire, it will be a waste of ammunition?" the deputy captain asked anxiously.

"Concentrate more mortars for counterattack!" The squadron leader thought about the order for a moment.

"The National Salvation Army's transfer time is limited. As long as our artillery fire coverage area is large enough, we will definitely be able to defeat them!"
Chapter completed!