The Japanese bombers were on the way, and the security teams and the Eighth Route Army departments that received the news were ready to respond.

But our leader Hu Yizhou and Hu are sleeping soundly now, as if he is still dreaming.

Well, in fact, even if he is awake, he cannot do better. Because the battalion company commanders under his command are excellent enough, and even some of the Eighth Route Army who are still serving as platoon leaders, they are excellent enough.

Twenty-five thousand miles, facing the encirclement and interception of hundreds of thousands of troops, we fought all the way, without logistics supplies, no bases, no adequate clothing, ammunition and food, and even had to face the extremely cruel natural environment...

Even if a soldier is a soldier, he is a soldier of steel and will be the best grassroots commander. Nothing else, it is just because he has too rich experience.

In fact, since he learned that the Japanese launched the second Nine-Road siege, Hu Yizhou was preparing to play a big game. Of course, this was not Go, nor Go. Instead, he wanted to use these places in southeastern Shanxi as chessboards, his security team as white pieces, and the Japanese as black pieces.

Then, he thought of trying to extinguish the most black pieces on this chessboard at the lowest cost.

At the beginning, he thought about playing with the Japanese near Jincheng and trying to stay away from Jiuzhai as much as possible.

However, as things changed, and Licheng had a deal with the First War Zone Guard Commander, it was difficult for Jincheng to go.

So he placed the chessboard around Licheng, pulled the new ball to increase the number of white pieces, and then started to attack the Japanese.

Suchengxiang, the first battalion, and the heavy mortar position.

"Prepare... let go!" the artillery platoon leader shouted.

"Bang, bang..." Two heavy mortar shells flew out of the muzzle and flew towards the Gujiaoshan Japanese position in the north.

In a few dozen seconds...

"Baga, avoid it! Hurry up..." The squadron leader of the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron found that the shells were actually falling towards them.

"Baga, this is their artillery attack. We did not counter artillery fire, how can we restrain their troops? The mutiny puppet army is about to attack. This is the coordination of infantry and artillery. I very much suspect that there are intelligence personnel in the puppet army who are guarding against. This is the dereliction of duty of the intelligence department!" Captain Maori began to jump again.

"Boom..." Two heavy mortars exploded directly on the Japanese heavy machine gun position.

"Baga..." Looking at Zhao Junzhan's position covered by artillery fire, Captain Maori jumped higher.

The heavy machine gun squadron of their brigade has been reduced to 6th level and 92nd level, and it is gone at once...

"Boom boom boom..." The bombing of the heavy machine gun position was just the beginning, and then four rounds of artillery bombardment directly raised several Japanese firepower points visible on the top of the mountain.

Well, the first battalion commander Zhong Haifeng is still quite kind and understands compassion. He really doesn't want the puppet army in the valley to fight the Japanese. So he ordered two heavy mortar teams to launch five rounds of artillery bombardment on Gunjiao Mountain before hiding.

Because the mortars had just bombed the Japanese in the valley, it was very easy to control, and five rounds of artillery bombings were only a few dozen seconds.

"Quick, clean up! Put the cannon into the bunker, move the ammunition box away, and put the camouflage net on it!"

The artillery platoon leader commanded the artillery to disguise the two artillery rings, and the artillery also hid in the air-raid shelter.

Just as they were shelling, the first battalion's base, 500 meters south, the soldiers of the second company and third row of soldiers in the first battalion were busy.

"Squad leader, take your squad to carry the heavy mortars and bring some soldiers over!" The three platoon leaders were there to command the site.

"Yes!" A squad leader shouted and took his squad's soldiers to the grass shed in the woods next to collect things.

"Second leader, take your class to rest these places quickly, and the third class will help you!" the platoon leader continued to shout.

"Yes, yes." The two squad leaders also took the people and started working quickly.

Soon, the soldiers of the two squads rushed over with 10 "heavy mortars" made of Paulownia wood, and brought a lot of soldiers.

Paulownia wood is originally light, and it is even lighter if it is hollowed out and made into a mortar. A soldier can run away with two doors. As for those soldiers, it was made by women who were skillful in the militia in the engineering company.

He used straw to make a person look, then put on the national military uniform of the security regiment, and then put on a thin iron version of German steel helmet made from Jiuzhai, which suddenly looked like a real person.

The best thing is that some of these soldiers are standing and some are squatting, and they can be arranged into an artillery group. Even the soldiers in the command position are holding a small flag in their hands...

"Okay, time is tight, so you put these things on the same way as the artillery team! Also, find some stones to press the mortars, don't blow away the wind!" The platoon leader was commanding.

A platoon of soldiers was busy very quickly. In just a few minutes, a large artillery position that was difficult to distinguish between real and fake was fiddled with after a hundred meters away.

The best thing is that the soldiers who are placed there are all stuck in the soil by wooden sticks, but because they are light, they can still swing slightly with the wind.

"Okay, hurry back to the air raid shelter. If the Japanese plane really comes, it's not a joke!"

Under the urging of the platoon leader, the soldiers rushed for a distance and ran into the air-raid shelter of the original artillery battalion.

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At this moment, whether it was the two 82-gate or the two 120 mortars of the first battalion, they had calmly retreated into the air raid shelter, waiting for the possible Japanese bombers.

As for the infantry of the first battalion, except for the observation post on the top of the mountain, the rest also hid in the air raid shelter and quietly waited for the bomber to arrive.

They were worried that the Japanese would take advantage of this time to attack, because there was still more than one kilometer of minefield at the foot of the mountain, and there was a puppet army in the north attacking the Japanese.

Just over ten minutes after the first battalion was packed, the Japanese bomber group flew over from the north, and began to hover more than a thousand meters above the first battalion's position.

"Be good, there are so many planes? It's so big?" On a mountain with an altitude of two thousand meters a few kilometers to the east, a soldier looked at the bomber close by, muttered in sighs, and then continued to hide in his bunker.

That's right, the terrain here is so high and low. The Qingzhang River Valley is 1,000 meters above sea level, and the Japanese plane is not much higher than his.
Chapter completed!