At the regiment command post at the foot of Guanjia Naoshan, the brigade commander brought a combat staff and a guard to visit in person.

At first glance, the command post had only two combat staff members, and political commissar Zhao Gang.

"Where is Li Yunlong? Where did he go?" the brigade commander asked bluntly.

As the leader of the regiment, he is about to fight. If he doesn’t stay in the command post, he will be dereliction of duty.

Zhao Gang knew that he could not hide it, and while he was secretly anxious about Li Yunlong, he took the initiative to stand up and explain to the brigade commander.

"Brig Commander, Commander Li went to the front line to command the battle, and I and two combat staff are responsible here. By the way, why did you come without saying hello?"

The best way to solve the problem is to let the other party forget about this matter and not hold on to it.

When Zhao Gang asked, the brigade commander mentioned his own reason: "Didn't Yuan Lang say that he created a flying thunder cannon, which is of great value? I'm just to be a spectator, and you can do whatever you should do."

The new weapon was hyped by Yuan Lang, saying it was particularly suitable for the Eighth Route Army.

The experiments on the weapon field are naturally not as good as those on the battlefield.

In addition, there was another reason for the brigade commander to personally visit the front line, urging the operation of the new second regiment.

More than two hours have passed since the 772nd Regiment took down the Willow Tree. Li Yunlong still had no movement here.

Time waits for no one.

The brigade commander simply came here in person to see what Li Yunlong is doing.

Standing at the regiment command post, holding a telescope and looking out, you could see that there were densely packed people lying on the top of the hillside. It seemed that they were about to launch an attack.

In front of the soldiers were some tunnel fortifications being excavated.

The brigade commander understood what the New Second Regiment had been doing in the past few hours, and narrowed the attack distance through earthwork.

It's indeed a good idea, it's a bit time-consuming.

Moreover, there are a number of distances that can be narrowed, and in the end, it depends on charge.

In general, the brigade commander was quite satisfied.

What Lao Zhou said makes sense: Li Yunlong has many ideas and can always give you some surprises.

The method of geodigging was a small surprise.

If you change to another team leader, you may not have such an idea. Eighty times are fighting hard, and the casualties are small, and it may not be effective.

The brigade commander was in a good mood and turned his head to praise Zhao Gang: "Just just now, the 772nd Regiment was hitting the willow brain. Your artillery did a good job and supported it in time."

Zhao Gang replied: "It is appropriate to cooperate with friendly forces. Besides, I think you have artillery support, brigade commander, right?"

The brigade commander nodded with a smile, of course.

The artillery battalion of the brigade was ready, and he stopped when he found that the Japanese devils in the Guan family were suppressed by artillery fire.

"It's going to start an attack!"

The combat staff holding a telescope next to him reminded him.

Everyone stopped talking and looked up the hillside.

A chimney stretched out from the tunnel, and the Chinese and Japanese bilingual talents borrowed from the brigade headquarters were launching a verbal offensive against the Japanese army according to the written manuscript.

"Little Japan's Yamazaki Captain listened to Li Yunlong, the commander of the New Second Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, learned that your samurai family was born and proficient in swordsmanship.

Captain Li believes that your swordsmanship is just the superficiality of Chinese swordsmanship, and the title of master and apprentice was already concluded in the Tang Dynasty.

If you cherish the honor of the warrior, stop shooting and walk out of the fortifications. Our Captain Li is willing to conduct a formal duel with you with swords."

Immediately afterwards, it was changed to Japanese.

The brigade commander frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Gang participated in the polishing of that manuscript, and he could recite it fluently.

The brigade commander was even more puzzled when he heard this: "A duel? He, Li Yunlong, thought it was the Middle Ages and he had to duel every time?"

Zhao Gang explained: "Brig Commander, this is a strategy to attack the east and the west. The soldiers of the first battalion are entering the tunnel."

With a reminder, smart people will understand.

The soldiers of the first battalion were about to enter the tunnel under the enemy's nose. If some of the slightest slap in them came out, the Japanese would be alert.

Maybe a wave of grenades will cause a heavy blow to the battalion.

A nagging person can solve the problem by attracting the enemy's attention.

With a bang, the chimney stretched out of the tunnel was blown by the Japanese sharpshooter and smoked.

The little guy was impatient to hear it.

Captain Yamazaki must be thinking: Bastard, who is going to duel with you? If you have the guts, come here!

Li Yunlong: Come on, whoever is cowardly will be the grandson!

The soldiers entering the tunnel were ready, and Li Yunlong's signal gun was shot into the sky.

?A red signal flare represents a signal - beating him up to the bitch.

Yamazaki looked up at the red signal flare, and his mouth was open. He was thinking: "Is the Eighth Route Army going to launch an attack? Where are the people?"

The grenades flying from the sky immediately told him the answer as if it were raining.

Three hundred soldiers, one person with ten grenades, and three kilograms of grenades must be thrown in two minutes.

Li Yunlong wanted to create a bombing area manually, blow up all the Japanese on the frontier positions, and clear out the next attack path.

Three thousand grenades are three thousand explosions.

What a spectacular scene, Yuan Lang lying behind him, later recalled: "At that moment, the sky was full of grenades, just like locusts attacking.

The explosions on the ground were endless, and the explosions brought out dust in the sky. From a distance, it looked like a dragon turning over, which was very spectacular."

Not only spectacular, but also excellent results.

After the number of grenades reached a certain level, there were many people who fell into the tunnel. Even if the Japanese army squatted down with their heads, they would inevitably be bombed.

Such a dense explosion was enough to kill most of the Japanese troops in frontier positions.

A loud bang sounded like a thunder crack, making people tremble all over.

The flying thunder cannon joined in, and the ten-pound explosive pack drew a further arc and landed on the Japanese position.

A more violent explosion was set off.

This is a weapon that can destroy strong fortifications. A pack of explosives fell and the killing radius is twenty meters.

Ten flying thunder cannons, thirty explosive packs and twenty bundles of cluster grenades were prepared.

The area covered is no less than one thousand grenades.

The soldiers of the first battalion were already at their limit when they threw grenades sixty or seventy meters away.

The flying thunder cannon can hit between 150 meters and 200 meters.

One is close distance and the other is middle distance, covering more areas of the Japanese.

"What a fucking luxury!"

Li Yunlong couldn't help but sigh, two-thirds of the grenades and explosives in the whole group were all exhausted in two minutes.

He didn't dare to think about it before.

The brigade commander at the command post at the foot of the mountain saw the grenades in the sky through the telescope, which was the same as Li Yunlong's feelings.

The Eighth Route Army's cost of making a grenade was 50 cents, and Li Yunlong threw away 1,500 yuan in two minutes.

A prodigal son!

"If this battle is not good, I will remove you from your post!" The brigade commander thought depressedly.

However, Li Yunlong would not give him this opportunity.

There were no new grenades in the sky, and before the explosion of the landing on the ground stopped, Zhang Dabiao crossed out of the trench, rushed forward with a submachine gun, and shouted: "Crash with me!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the commando followed out of the trenches and rushed forward with submachine guns.

Immediately afterwards, the first battalion of soldiers also poured out like a tide and launched an attack on the top of the mountain.

That section of the ramp that was originally the most difficult to attack.

Due to the devastating blow from grenades in the Japanese frontier positions, there was no decent resistance force.

At this time, the difficulty has changed from a nightmare to an easy one.

But being easy does not mean not to be missing. Two Japanese men who got up helped a Type 92 heavy machine gun to restore its function.

Dadada... A hot fire snake harvested the lives of the warriors and suppressed everyone's charge.

With a bang, the Japanese who was shooting a machine gun had a hole in his forehead, and red and white sprayed all over the ground from behind his head.

"Okay, good fight!" Li Yunlong shouted loudly.

The soldiers got up and continued to rush.
To be continued...