After the soldiers set up a mortar, they started to report together.

Everyone understands that the lack of numbers in the middle is the gunners who have just hit the sacrifice in the Japanese army and the mortar they damaged.

"Put!" The commander ordered.

"Boom"

Another round of shells fell in front of the Japanese position, cleaned the mines and wire mesh under the Japanese army.

The artillery fire extends again and again, expands the range again and again.

The little devil's artillery observation whistle did not expect that their cannons did not deter the cracks of the Huaxia army. In just ten minutes, they even set up a mortar to continue to bomb.

Shocked and shocked, but the little devil never had any kindness, let alone any mercy.

A few minutes later, the Japanese artillery shells hit again.

The mortars also knew that the Japanese army's artillery shells would come again. They carried the mortar skillfully, then continued to retreat, and changed to another position.

Every time the Japanese troops were fighting, the mortars knew that there would be a few corpses to stay, either them or their companions around them.

It seemed that they couldn't escape the law. The second Japanese army returned, and a cannonball bombed around them, including a mortar was destroyed.

After the Japanese artillery stopped, the mortars ran back to find their company commanders. In the end, they found the company commander from the soil. The body was bombed by the shells into two sections.

Then, then, then

A veteran took off his hat and covered the company's face.

There is no sadness on the veteran's face. Perhaps the dust covers his expression, or maybe the front line of the dead at any time. The death seems to be a common thing.

"What are you doing, change your position!"

The veteran shouted with a low head, and a careful person could hear his voice with choking.

The soldiers around them brought their hats and went to the next position without their heads. They would fight, even if they were sacrificed, they would continue to perform their tasks by the head of the header.

The soldiers pressed the sadness in their hearts. They expected to survive, but they hoped that more people could see the victory of the war.

At this time, Qin Dongsheng was extremely anxious. The Japanese army had shot two rounds. They lost five mortars, nearly 20 soldiers, including a company commander.

"What Zhu Hongsi did, did he have to wait for our artillery to dare to kill the team, did he shot?"

The soldiers sacrificed like this, how could it not be distressed as a commander, and was able to operate the mortar proficiently, can be regarded as the technical arms in the Eighth Route Army.

Qin Dongsheng hoped that their cannons could roar earlier to the Japanese army and explode the damn Japanese artillery position.

If their mortars are destroyed, the Japanese artillery will be aimed at the infantry of the charge.

On the road without defense, a cannonball fell down and could take away a person. Qin Dongsheng did not want to let all the soldiers of the two brigades filled in this position in front of them.

The mortars moved to the next position. This was their third position. The head leader took over the command. When he was preparing to order the fire, the roar came from the top of the head.

The cannonball flew quickly, tearing the air, the air waves rolled, and passed on the ground. Everyone raised his head in the same way, looking at the sky.

A few dull explosions came on the other side of the mountain.

The artillery shell came from the top of the head for a while, and the artillery regiment also hit nearly a hundred fire shells in one breath.

Qin Dongsheng heard the movement from the top of his head and couldn't help cheering. He knew that Zhu Hongsi, where they found the Japanese artillery position.

After stopping the firing, the other side of the mountain still exploded, which indicates that the heavy artillery position of the Japanese army was destroyed by Zhu Hongsi.

The mortar also heard the sound of explosion, and the morale was rejuvenated. Continue to organize the clean -up of the mine and wire at the forefront of the Japanese position.

Qin Dongsheng heard the explosion from the other side of the mountain, but it was very happy, but the artillery observers on the mountain had a lot of trouble.

After careful disguised Japanese artillery positions, even the scouts did not find their position. After two artillery, they were locked by the Huaxia Army. It can only be explained that one thing is that the Huaxia artillery observation whistle lurks nearby.

The little devil immediately sent a large number of soldiers to search for mountains. They swear to find the artillery observation whistle of the Huaxia Army and make them crushed their corpses.

The three soldiers of the artillery observing the whistle, under the search of the Japanese army in the two squadron, have nowhere to hide.

After knowing that he couldn't escape, the three soldiers smashed the radio, destroyed the observation equipment, and made the final fight with the Japanese.

The three soldiers fought to the end with the Japanese army, leaving only the glorious bomb with their bodies.

They vowed not to be caught by the Japanese army, leaving the glorious bomb to themselves.

The Japanese army did not let these three soldiers go. One day later, there were three bodies of blood stains on the city wall of Heyun County.

The defenders on the road position naturally heard that the two sides continued to shells.

When the mortar cleaned up the mines and iron mesh buried in the Japanese army, Zhao Ziming lay on the frontier and observed the every move of the Japanese position with a telescope.

"Brigadier, really our troops, they are preparing to attack the Japanese army."

When a brief sound of fire fires rang from the side wings, everyone on the position was looking forward to their troops fighting against the Japanese army.

Zhao Ziming and the head of his hands were very careful, because they were afraid of the conspiracy made by the little devil, because they went out to support or let them relax their vigilance.

Today's artillery made Zhao Ziming convinced that their troops were fighting against the Japanese army.

And in less than an hour of artillery, they successfully destroyed the Japanese artillery position, and Huaxia soldiers who guarded the road position cheered.

The more than 20 heavy artillery of the Japanese army, under Zhu Hongsi's artillery regiment, also turned into scrap iron.

The artillery position of the little devil was beaten, and the Japanese army's threat to the Huaxia army was reduced by half of the firepower.

"Our troops are the landmines and wire mesh before cleaning up the position. If they can help us clean up the mines and iron mesh between us and the Japanese army, we can also launch an attack on the Japanese army." Zhao Ziming said.

In front of the other side of the road to the road position, a large number of mines and wires were also deployed to prevent Zhao Ziming from Zhao Ziming.

"Brigade, can you see which unit? Is it our trip?" The head of the regiment looked forward to.

Although the two troops can look at each other in the telescope, it is difficult to distinguish the identity of the other party.

"Don't think about it, we can't tell which troops are at all. We have to find a way to take the initiative to take the initiative. They can only be a little." Zhao Ziming said.
Chapter completed!