The narrowest part of the Grand Canal in Beijing and Hangzhou is only twenty or thirty meters, but this area is at the confluence of several rivers in the Taihang Water System and the Wei Canal, and the wider part reaches three or four hundred meters...

The sun is already westward.

The sun shines on the canal and reflects the light into a shimmering area.

Liu Yuanqing, who was lying in the mud, felt a tingling pain in his eyes from time to time.

When you shoot at the Japanese Iron Shell Ship on the river, your vision will definitely be disturbed, so you have to adapt first...

I used to train in a more harsh environment and it was actually very comfortable to lie in the soft mud.

After resting for nearly half an hour, the fatigue on my body has been greatly reduced.

He is not the kind of recruits who get excited as soon as he goes to the battlefield.

There is no lack of patience at all.

Be careful to hide yourself.

The biggest problem now is observation.

The telescope faces south and may reflect when it shakes left and right.

He wrapped his head in military uniform with a telescope and wrapped it in a sturdy manner. Although he was likely to be discovered by the enemy's observation post, he was still not careless.

Telescopes...there are not many in the Ninth Battalion, but there are definitely many.

The platoon leader of the reconnaissance company is standard.

Most battalion-level units in the Eighth Route Army may not necessarily have a telescope.

After observing for a long time, discomfort came from his eyes. He handed the telescope to the soldiers who were following him and told him to focus on the places where the Japanese crowds were concentrated.

No matter where you are, there are people around you.

The soldier in charge of observation was wearing a military uniform on his head and carefully held a telescope.

Liu Yuanqing pulled out a circle of bandages and carefully wrapped them on the rifle.

Occasionally, he raised his gun and wrapped it in a shooting shape.

The bandaged rifle emits a stinky smell, mixed with the smell of gun oil and penetrates into the nose, which is not good...

After sniffing, it felt a bit like a bowel movement... I couldn't help but smell the smell of the poop I pulled.

It smells bad, but not disgusting.

The sun is already westward.

As long as the Japanese iron-shelled ship returns north, after firing its own gun, the iron-shelled ship will not turn around immediately, and there will be no problem with evacuating.

Don’t worry about the Japanese machine gun on the ship. The shaking hull will make the Japanese machine gun unable to find its correct head.

As for the Japanese grenade launcher, it may not be able to be accurately shot.

It's rare to be quiet.

My thoughts are a little confused.

Suddenly I began to think about...Why did I attack these Japanese?

It should be that as a soldier, I feel uncomfortable when I see the Japanese... if I don't kill them.

Even if you save your life, it doesn't matter...

But I was suddenly shocked. I used to be in the 24th Army...

It seems that he has always said he wanted to fight the Japanese, but he has never had such crazy actions?

In combat, there are usually goals. If you take a step back, you must at least have a plan...

Maybe the dirty face is right, I am just a lunatic.

Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with lunatic...

…

The Japanese commander who brought the ship to pick him up was a major!

At this time, a chrysanthemum was smiling on her face, and she stood in front of the major general and bowed her head and bowed to report.

Most of the Japanese began to board the ship, while a small number of Japanese on the periphery were rushing around in the ruins.

The Japanese guard post who received the order to deport was quickly returned to the team.

Finally, the Japanese lieutenant in charge of the alert found that the guard post was missing from the back guard post.

More than ten Japanese devils in a squad immediately trotted to the guard post where they had not returned.

However, there was nothing on the ground except a piece of footprints.

The gathering whistle kept ringing at the ferry. The Japanese lieutenant looked up and looked around. The green gauze tent was still far away.

When did anti-Japanese elements become so powerful?

The elites under their command don’t even have the chance to warn?

After observing left and right for a long time, I finally came to the conclusion... The despicable sneak attacker must have come from the ditch where there is still water.

The elites under his command didn't even see the bodies, and it was obvious that it would be in vain to look for them any more.

Then he turned his head and roared at the elites next to him: "Bao, how did you guard yourself? You don't know if your companions are missing?"

Seeing that his subordinates didn't say anything, they directly held the sergeant's collar and began to slap in the face...

The sergeant dared not say anything except for chanting.

He really has an unshirkable responsibility for his subordinates to disappear...

After a period of noisy at the ferry, the dead Japanese corpses were carried onto the ship.

The Japanese guard post then followed him on board the ship depressedly.

The Central Plains in autumn is still hot.

The corpse of the Japanese who died yesterday had already emitted a foul smell.

Nearly 200 Japanese, plus their equipment, are almost ten tons.

For large-load iron-shelled ships, it's nothing.

The drip was slightly deeper.

Tuttu... The engine began to roar.

Even if it was very hot, no one of the well-trained Japanese dared to unbutton the military uniform.

The bold one secretly rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs.

Behind the iron-shelled ship, two obvious diffusing waves were brought out.

The second lieutenant of the Japanese reported to the lieutenant that the guard post was missing. The lieutenant hesitated for a while and did not report to the major general. Because there were too many people on the ship, it was troublesome to squeeze in.

Moreover, the major general sitting at the bow of the ship was whispering something...

This is not a big deal, so it doesn't matter if you report later...or you don't need to report at all.

…

I saw the Japanese iron-shelled ship leave.

The observation post quickly returned the telescope to Liu Yuanqing.

Through the telescope, Liu Yuanqing stared at the iron-shelled ship.

As he wished, the iron-shelled ship headed north!

Now, just wait.

Hopefully, the iron-shelled boat will not drive to the heart of the river...

As time goes by, Liu Yuanqing begins to be excited, not nervous.

The Japanese iron-shelled ship is heading north, which is considered to be downstream.

The canal is flat, and even if it rained heavily a few days ago, the river flow rate was still not fast.

I saw it clearly before that the guy who drove the boat was a Chinese.

This guy may have subconsciously wanted to save some gasoline, so he did not drive the boat to the heart of the river first and then head north.

Instead, leave the ferry and head directly north.

The distance was too far, and a telescope could see the faces of the Japanese on the iron-shelled ship, and only felt the yellow ones.

While the Japanese attacked halfway through the attack, there was another cover on the shore. Why didn't the dirty face do anything?

...

He wronged his dirty face because the iron-shelled ship was not far from the ferry at this time, and there were seven or eight light machine guns on the ship, which were on the ferry and guarded the ferry.

To attack the Japanese iron-shelled ship, you must first go to the ferry.

This time is definitely not something you can get there in three or two minutes.
To be continued...