"ah……"

The howlings, unlike human voices, began to echo in the valley. The Japanese soldiers stained with white phosphorus flames found that whether they fell to the ground or rolled into the water, the flames on their bodies were always burning.

Especially those Japanese soldiers who reached out to slap and apply were stained with their hands and bodies, and soon turned into torchers. Moreover, the temperature of the flame was quite high and it burned straight into the flesh. The pain made them want to die.

Unfortunately, they thought that they could not die for the time being, so they could only endure the pain and were burned to death little by little.

Of course, there are also people who want to commit suicide, but under the huge pain, suicide becomes difficult. It is okay to end it with a knife, just use a gun.

The Japanese are too short, the 38th large cover is too long, and the Japanese can't even commit suicide with a rifle...

"Kondo, help me..." A Japanese soldier who was on fire begged to look at the Japanese soldier beside him.

"Long live the emperor...bang hook...puff..." The Kondo Japanese, who was also stained with phosphorus fire, picked up the gun and ended his comrade's pain, then pulled out the bayonet and came for himself...

Of course, only a few can do this. The human body looks insignificant under the flames, especially the fat on the human body will burn together...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Screams and screams, the sounds overwhelmed the sound of the white phosphorus bomb exploded, stimulating the nerves of the still intact Japanese.

In fact, these Japanese have heard of such screams, and some have heard them more than once.

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That was what they heard when they locked the Chinese people in the house and lit the fire; they heard when they poured gasoline on their legs and ignited them; they heard when they burned the prisoners with flamethrowers on the battlefield, they were...

But now, what they heard again was the roar of their comrades...

Therefore, these Japanese devils were scared, afraid, and desperate.

"Ah...Run quickly..."

The Japanese walked short legs and started running west along the river bank with their lives, only to regret that their parents had fewer legs...

The pain of the Japanese was in the east, and they could not see it. They were just shooting out the white phosphorus bombs around them as quickly as possible.

"Architecture, I am the observation post. The Japanese are running west with all their might. At this time, the Japanese who are ahead have already crossed the big willow tree by the river!"

Xiangdongfang and they couldn't see the situation of the Japanese, but we had artillery observation posts, and they would pass the latest information to the artillery.

"Adjust the coordinates...orientation..." The artillery group received a new command here, so after fine-tuning the coordinates, it was in a continuous bombing mode.

"Jiuchi...boom boom boom..." One by one, the white phosphorus bombs flew over a distance of more than 5,000 meters and fell accurately into the team of the Japanese deserters...

"Bagya Road... Is this really the Chinese army? It's really the security team? I finally understand what happened to Dizhou and the others..."

All the experiences of the Japanese on Gunjiao Mountain were seen by Baiwu Qingji who was standing on the stone.

That's right, he has been watching the battle with his telescope since the bombs he tested exploded. He has seen all the tragic experiences of the Japanese.

Then, Baiwu Qingji became angry, trembled... and was also scared...

Although he was a fanatical militant, he was not a fool after all, and he was also afraid of human thinking. He felt that he was tempted as the Japanese who were full of fire jumped into the water and continued to rush into the fire.

"What if my body was ignited?" The old Japanese devils began to think so.

"It's better to have a good time to get a septum!" This is his answer.

Well, compared to being greeted by white phosphorus bullets, the old Japanese devils of Baiwu would rather be septidized or be killed by mortar shells...

Of course, as a lieutenant general, he still has some calmness. But facing the constant drop of shells, he was powerless and could only hope to escape back more soldiers.

However, this hope does not seem to be great. Because after completing the blockade of the escaped Japanese, those damn mortars turned around and began to blew up again on the Corner Mountain with killer blast bombs.

"Boom boom boom..." The explosion sounded from afar, and what the old Japanese saw in their eyes were rows of explosion spots that exploded on the mountain like arable land.

"My two independent infantry brigades, my artillery brigades... are finished..." Baiwu found in despair that these people's shells seemed to be worth Qian Yiyang, and they had to bomb the hill ahead with a carpet-like bombing before they could stop.

Finally, Baiwu Haruki no longer saw the shells explode in his eyes, nor did he hear the whistling of the shells passing through the air.

The shelling is over.

At this time, the top of Gujiao Mountain was filled with dust, black smoke rose, and you could still smell the aroma of barbecue when you got close.

After the dust and black smoke were blown away by the mountain wind, the observation whistle was able to see the true appearance of Gujiao Mountain. The key at this time was that whether it was the top of the mountain or the back hillside, the soil on the mountain had been blown up and the stones were also blown up. There was a thin layer of floating soil on the entire mountain...

As for the Japanese? It is lucky to be able to find a complete corpse in a place without an effective anti-aircraft hole in the face of such powerful bombing. Those who survived would definitely be super lucky to be super lucky...

"Report to the regiment commander, the artillery battalion successfully completed the bombing mission against the enemy. Please instruct!" In the command room, Xiang Dongfang and Zhai Changlin stood in front of Hu Yizhou excitedly and reported.

"Well, I heard from the sentry that the completion was very good? How many shells are consumed?" Hu Yizhou asked with a smile.

"Report to the regiment commander, this bombing consumed a total of 150 white phosphorus bombs, 270 kill-destructive bombs, and a total of 420 shells!" Xiang Dongfang said.

"Hahaha... OK, 420 shells can be exchanged for 12 mountain cannons and field cannons of the Japanese, and more than 2,000 Japanese lives. It's worth it!" Hu Yizhou said happily.

"Captain... don't you blame us for spending money?" Xiang Dongfang asked carefully.

"What am I blaming you? The order was issued by me, you just executed the order! And this bombing has indeed achieved great results. We made money! Aren't it just some shells? We have been holding it in for more than half a year, and the inventory has long been unable to be fully stocked, and it just happened to clear the inventory!"

After Hu Yizhou finished speaking without caring, his heart was also a little thrust. Your sister, you can get more than 6 tons of ammunition, and it will be more than Li Yunlong.

However, no matter how you calculate this account, it is worth it. When fighting, it is just a business that costs money. Spending money is good, and achieving results is the king, but it is a little bit short of seizure.

"Captain, then we will..." Xiang Dongfang asked.

"Well,...Next, the Japanese's fourth mixed brigade will not attack easily, and we will still be allowed to attack actively. After all, he is a mixed brigade, and now he will only have the communication team of the brigade headquarters and you will give him a brigade."

"They not only have to be on guard against us, but also defend Liao County. Facing the attacks of friendly troops in the west, they no longer have the ability to attack!" Hu Yizhou said and thought.

"In this way, you can find a suitable artillery group that can quickly hide away and stay outside. The other artillery groups will hurriedly hide in the air raid shelter and make camouflage."

"The remaining mortar must be prepared to hide at any time! The Japanese are not able to attack on the ground, so it is probably time to use bombers! And you..." Hu Yizhou looked at the combat staff and the battalion commanders of the first and second battalions.

"You must also be prepared for air defense and for poison gas! And from now on, you must pay attention to personal hygiene. All drinking water sources must be taken from the springs in the tunnel! You must also try to eliminate mice, prevent mosquito bites, and be careful not to have any epidemics!"

"As for the mortars you stay outside, you must have long-term contact with the observation post in front. Once the Japanese send troops into the valley, then blow it up! We have too few troops, so we must minimize the losses of soldiers!" Hu Yizhou said.
Chapter completed!