After several days of fighting, the Japanese artillery soldiers were also very tired. In addition, they had to walk a distance to the west bank of Shihe through the floating bridge overnight... and also built artillery positions...

At this moment, even if the supply is sufficient, the nutrition is sufficient, and the stimulation of marching music like drugs, the Japanese artillery soldiers could not stand it anymore...

"Baga, the infantry are not fighting well, why should we let our artillery be punished? The infantry is a group of pigs, and four corpses can't defeat a Chinese division. It's so embarrassing!"

The person who said this was naturally the Japanese artillery corps leader. The ordinary soldiers did not dare to speak out even if they had any objections, and could only endure it silently.

"Report: Your Excellency the brigade commander, the brigade commander asked when the artillery position could be repaired? The infantry need artillery fire cover!" The words of the brigade commander blocked the artillery commander's complaint.

"You go and tell the brigade commander that our artillery soldiers are already very tired and need to rest for half an hour before they can work! If there is no infantry coming to help, it will take an hour and a half before there will be artillery fire to support them! But we will find a way to support a small amount of artillery fire first!" said the captain of the artillery regiment.

"Hayi!" The messenger left.

"Bagaya Road! Go, bring all the shells here and prepare for artillery fire! Tell Captain Tanaka to prepare their brigade's mountain cannons first and give the infantry artillery aid!"

"Hayi!"

Soon, the ghosts concentrated their efforts to pull 12 41 mountain cannons into the artillery position that had just been repaired, and carried boxes of shells into the running position. As for the 36 field cannons on the way, the Japanese let them wait there.

What I saw in the east were the Japanese soldiers preparing these 12 mountain cannons.

"Can't wait any longer..." Xiang Dongfang finished reading the situation and returned to his artillery position.

"Company Commander!"

"arrive!"

"Take your company and directly put the mortar home on the ridge, bombard the Japanese wounded barracks and field rescue medical stations, and go prepare immediately!"

"yes!"

"The second company commander, the third company commander, your artillery observers are in place. The gunners are familiar with the coordinates and go to the front to see if they are not sure. After the attack starts, you will first knock out the Japanese mountain cannons, and you will assign the targets yourself. After the mountain cannons are fired, then those field cannons will be fired!"

"clear!"

"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes to prepare. Ten minutes later, the artillery fire will blow up, and he's a goddamn!" Xiang Dongfang swears in a rare swear word.

"Okay, let's have a badass!" Several cadres also shouted in a low voice excitedly.

After shouting, the first company commander Gundam led his artillery team to go forward dozens of meters and put the mortar on the ridge of the main position. Let's not play fighting the Japanese across the mountain, let's just do a visual bombing.

At this moment, the heavy mortar gunners of the 2nd and 3rd companies also followed the artillery observers to look down on the ridge, determined the specific location of the Japanese artillery positions, and corresponding to the coordinate system in their hands.

This coordinate system has been done long ago. In front of the entire Fujinshan position, there are coordinate points wherever heavy mortars can be obtained, which depends on where the Japanese artillery positions are placed.

"When the fight starts, you blow this, we blow this spot, and then... when the artillery fire extends, your company..." These two company commanders led the artillery commanders to assign tasks...

Just when they were assigned tasks, the soldiers responsible for loading shells began to unbox and then installed fuses for the shells. Especially the loaders of heavy mortars, this job is the most tiring and can't do it alone, so they have to discuss the order...

Ten minutes are not short or long, but it is enough for the soldiers to be ready.

For this bombing, the artillery battalion brought a base number of shells (each heavy mortar is 80, and each 82 is 100). However, now placed in front of the loading hand are 160 120mm yellow phosphorus arson bombs and 300 82mm yellow phosphorus arson bombs.

Yellow phosphorus arson bomb, another name, is the white phosphorus incendiary bomb...

Hu Yizhou's idea was that even the Japanese dared to use poison gas to us, so of course we could use white phosphorus bombs to deal with them...

"Time is up! All units are ready!" Xiang Dongfang stood in front of the artillery observation mirror, put down and raised his wrist, covering the watch on his wrist with his sleeves.

"One, test shot, release!" shouted loudly in Dongfang, so that all the gunners could hear it.

"Release..." the gunners shouted.

"Bangbangbangbang...chick chirp..." As the loading hand released his hands, mortar shells flew towards the Japanese.

"Boom boom boom..." Not badly, fire lights scattered like orchids began to open in the Japanese artillery positions and the injured camps.

"Observer, report the coordinates to each artillery group! For the rest of the time, according to your goals, blow up!" After giving the order to Dongfang, he turned to look down at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, the Japanese artillery positions and the injured camp were in full swing.

"Nani, how could there be shelling? Baga!"

"No, this is the Chinese testing the shells, transfer, quickly! Enter the anti-aircraft artillery hole!"

"Ah... it's on fire, who will save me..."

The Japanese were not hurt by a test fire from the artillery battalion. After all, the power of the white phosphorus bomb is burning rather than detonating. For example, the one who shouted for help was stained with a viscous combustion agent and could not be extinguished.

However, as the artillery battalion adjusted its coordinates, round after round of shells began to fall on the heads of the Japanese.

"Boom boom boom..." One by one, 120mm yellow phosphorus arson bombs fell from the sky, and the Japanese artillery positions were completely shrouded in the gorgeous fireworks-like fireworks.

"Boom boom boom..." The Japanese wounded barracks also became a severely affected area. The field treatment station and wounded barracks built for convenience of time have become a paradise for 82mm yellow phosphorus arson bombs.

"Ah... it's on fire, who will save me?"

"Ah...Mom, I don't want to die..."

"Shoot, kill me, kill me..."

As more and more yellow phosphorus arson bombs fell, more and more Japanese soldiers were on the way. These flames that drifted around with the wind and could not be removed from their bodies completely defeated the Japanese's psychological defense.

They roared, struggled, rolled all over the ground, some jumped directly to the pond next to them, and some simply became human-shaped self-propelled igniters, and ran to bring the flames wherever they went, until he fell to the ground seriously injured...

But these actions cannot extinguish the flames on them!

These arrogant and arrogant invaders, these executioners who raised their butchers' knives to innocent civilians and surrendered soldiers;

These thugs who practice chopping and fighting thorns with living people, throwing innocent people into the fire to burn them to death;

These demons who have created no less than 250 heavy methods of killing...
Chapter completed!