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Chapter 93 The real cavalry (seeking a few monthly tickets)(1/2)

PS: Let’s watch it in ten minutes, thank you for understanding.

"Idiot, you know nothing about the sparrow tactics of the Tujiao Route!"

Kuroshima Morita slapped Kuroshima Jiro in the face with another backhand.

Nishitake Ichiyasu also explained: "Jirou, this is not a question of whether to be afraid or not, but the gathering and separation of the eight dynasties of the Tujiao Routes is invisible. Our corps cannot find an opportunity to fight head-on with them!"

"So what if you can't find a chance to fight head-on?"

Jiro Kuroshima roared: "Then slaughter Yang Village and the entire Taihang bandit area!"

"Then what?" said Morita Kuroshima. "On the way to Junyang Village, on the way to sweep the Taihang Bandit District, I was constantly suffering from sparrow battles from the Eighth Route Army. Every day, even every moment, the imperial soldiers were broken. How long do you think the more than 1,300 imperial soldiers in the Black Island United lasted? Three or five days?"

Jiro Kuroshima was speechless, there was nothing he could do about this.

Hiding in the strongholds made the eighth lords bully like this.

If you really go to the wild, it will be even more impossible to say.

"Get back!" Kuroshima Morita shouted, "Get out of here!"

Jiro Kuroshima glared at Kuroshima Morita fiercely and left unwillingly.

Watching Jiro Kuroshima walk away, Nishitakechi said with some concern: "Captain, Jiro's emotions seem to be a little unstable. Be careful of his excessive actions."

"Don't worry." Kuroshima Morita said, "He dare not do anything randomly."

Xizhuichi originally wanted to persuade him again, but when he said something, he changed it to another topic.

"Captain of the regiment, this is not a solution." Xizhuyi said in a deep voice, "If the Tujiao Route Army came to shoot one or two guns at the Huting stronghold every night, then the imperial soldiers in the entire regiment would not be able to rest well. Over time, the imperial soldiers would inevitably breed negative emotions and morale would be problematic."

"Don't I know this?" Kuroshima Morita said in a deep voice, "but now I can only endure it."

Xizhu said: "Otherwise, we will build several small strongholds three to five kilometers outside the Huting stronghold, and each stronghold sent a cavalry team to garrison."

"If there are not enough people, you can transfer the Imperial Army."

"There is no need to repair too strong fortifications."

"Just build a simple artillery tower."

"This way, we can protect the Huting stronghold."

After saying that, Xizhuyi was still a little satisfied and thought this idea was good.

"It's so stupid!" But Kuroshima Morita poured his head and poured it down with a basin of cold water.

"The Huting stronghold was just a harassment. If you built a small stronghold on the periphery as you said, it would not be a harassment. The Eighth Route Army can directly drop the stronghold, and the losses will only be greater at that time."

"How is it so easy?" Xizhuichi said unconvincedly, "If the outer stronghold is attacked by a large-scale Turkish Eighth Route Army, the Huting stronghold will send the main force of the corps to rescue."

"The question is how to judge the scale of the attack on the Turkish Eighth Route Army?"

"And can you really ignore the small size of the Tujiao Route Army?"

"The Tujiao Route Army just now can pull out a cannon tower by one person!"

"How can we ensure communication between the Huting stronghold and the peripheral stronghold?"

Kuroshima Morita raised a series of questions and said, "If you really do what you said, then the main force of the unit really doesn't have to sleep anymore. It's enough to just rely on rescuing the outer strongholds every night."

Xizhu was helpless and frowned and said, "Then there is really nothing to do."

A strange color flashed through Kuroshima Morita's eyes and said, "I said, use to tone!"

Xizhu asked, "Have you been patient until the ruling battle begins?"

Kuroshima Mori was silent.

...

Let’s talk about Wang Ye and Wang Chengzhu later.

It took about five kilometers to stop the war horse.

Wang Ye turned around and asked with a smile: "Company Commander Wang, are you happy?"

"Of course it's good!" Wang Chengzhu smiled, "Of course it's good to shoot a cannon."

Wang Ye said again: "Since it's so good, go back and have a shot?"

"No problem." Wang Chengzhu said, "Not just one shot, it's OK to do two more shots."

This time when Wang Chengzhu came out, he brought a whole box of shells, one box of exactly three rounds.

"That won't work." Wang Ye waved his hand, "Don't do it all in one go, then our shell reserves can't stand it. After all, we don't have any room to replenish."

"Listen to you."

Wang Chengzhu said: "Anyway, I just want to shoot the cannon."

The two of them immediately took a big circle and then returned to the west of the Huting Staff.

From a distance, I saw that the Huting stronghold had returned to peace again, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Ye asked Wang Chengzhu to lead the war horse and stay in the area three kilometers away, while he himself held a rifle alone and searched quietly under the cover of the night.

This is to clear out the hiding Japanese gangs nearby.

Otherwise, the Japanese would come to them from behind, which would be a problem.

Wang Ye searched very carefully. His vision was enhanced by legendary snipers, which was incomparable to owls, but it was probably not much different from that of a dog's night vision ability.

Moreover, Wang Ye's hearing is also extremely sensitive.

However, even so, whether the Japanese can find the hidden whistle depends entirely on luck.

Because the Japanese's lurking whistles were all disguised, it was difficult to detect in broad daylight, let alone at night?

Listening to the sound of breathing is even more irritating. How close is it to be to hear the sound of breathing? So unless you are lucky, it is difficult to find the Japanese lurking whistle in the dark.

Last time, Wang Ye was able to find the Japanese to lurk with a hidden whistle, which was really lucky.

But then again, it is just a little troublesome to not be able to find the Japanese to lurk.

Because the Japanese's lurking area reaches a radius of three kilometers, the density will definitely not be high for such a large range, at most two or three Japanese within a distance of one hundred meters.

So unless you have a bad luck,

Otherwise, they would basically not be with the Japanese lurking whistle.

Wang Ye searched carefully for more than an hour, but found nothing.

It seems that next time I have to come here two hours in advance, determine the location of the Japanese lurking whistle, and then clear it at a fixed location, so that we can clear out a relatively safe artillery position for Wang Chengzhu.

But today there is nothing I can do, so I can only just put it in.

He immediately turned back and met Wang Chengzhu, first concealed the war horse, and then helped Wang Chengzhu carry the shells. Wang Chengzhu himself carried the mortar and soon found a cannon position.

The movements between the two of them were very small throughout the process.

In order not to alarm the lurking Japanese whistle.

Relying on the sporadic lights coming out of the Huting Staff,

Wang Chengzhu quickly measured the distance, which was about 2,500 meters.

The maximum range of the Type 97 81mm Infantry Crank Cannon is 2850 meters, so there is no problem with the distance.

Taking advantage of the short gap between Wang Chengzhu and the cannon, Wang Ye also chose a hidden sniper position twenty meters away.

Wang Chengzhu's mortar faces the Huting stronghold, and Wang Ye's muzzle faces the bare hills around Wang Chengzhu. His first priority now is to protect Wang Chengzhu.

Wang Chengzhu quickly set up the mortar.

He opened the wooden box and took out a shell and loaded it into the muzzle.

The shell weighing 3 kilograms slid into the barrel with a slight sound, and the base fire and the striker made a slight sound.

Then, with a loud sound, accompanied by a red light, the shells roared out from the muzzle, and drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew towards the Huting stronghold two kilometers away.

This loud muffled sound and red light were still very eye-catching at night.

Then Wang Ye saw something about ten meters away from the right front. It seemed that someone was adjusting his posture! Damn, there was a hidden whistle of a Japanese man avoiding here!

Wang Ye's surprise was really amazing.

The Japanese lurking whistle actually hid less than twenty meters!

If the Japanese didn't move, Wang Ye wouldn't really be able to find him. But now when he moved, he probably wanted to turn the gun and aim at Wang Chengzhu, but he exposed himself.

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

The Japanese lurking whistle had just turned the gun, and Wang Ye had already pulled the trigger first.

With a puff sound, the Japanese whistle more than ten meters away fell to the ground, and the 38-large cover that had been aimed at in his hand had no chance to fire.

However, there were two Japanese who were lurking and pulling the trigger at the same time.

Two dazzling tracers immediately shot from two different directions to the hill where Wang Chengzhu was located, but the distance between the two Japanese was a bit far apart, so they failed to hit the target.

Only if they can get the chance, there will be ghosts, because they can't even see Wang Chengzhu's figure clearly.

The reason why the two Japanese lurked whistle fired tracer bullets was to guide the heavy machine guns at the stronghold.
To be continued...
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