Yamamoto Ichiki was locked in the dungeon of the back mountain for three days before Lin Qiang got him out.

The dazzling sunshine left tears in Yamamoto Ichiki's closed eyes, messy hair, empty eyes, how long the stubborn fingers were, how could he have the same majesty as before? Even the wild dog at the foot of the mountain was stronger than him, and Yamamoto Ichiki's will had collapsed.

Long Xiaoyun knew Japanese and became the presiding judge.

"Yamamoto Ichiki, explain all the information you know, and we will let you die decently." Long Xiaoyun said in Japanese.

As the captain of the Wolf Warrior, Long Xiaoyun not only has outstanding special combat skills, but also has first-class interrogation methods. She can see through Yamamoto Ichiki's heart at a glance. As a top student who has studied in Germany, Yamamoto Ichiki praised Haikou in front of the army general, but was wiped out in the first battle. The best outcome was to have a caesarean section and apologize.

But at this moment, life and death are controlled by others, and he can't even ask for death.

"I said..." Yamamoto Ichimu lowered his head.

Recording the information Yamamoto Ichiki told me, looking at Lin Qiang, seeing Lin Qiang nodding, Long Xiaoyun threw a seized Japanese Assistant Sword to the ground. Yamamoto Ichiki knelt down and picked up the Assistant Sword, faced the east, held the hilt of the knife, aimed the tip of the knife at the abdomen, and suddenly exerted force. The blood-dropping tip of the knife came out of his back, Yamamoto Ichiki curled up his body and fell to the ground, and blood kept flowing out...

"The real caesarean section is not like this." Qiao Er said disdainfully.

A true abdomen must be cut a cross in the abdomen, rather than stabbing it hard. Obviously, Yamamoto Kazuki has no longer even the courage to commit suicide by cesarean section, and just wants to seek liberation.

...

Dai County.

It has been a week since Du Qingshi went back on his word and asked him to escape with his troops. Now only the Eighth Route Army is guarding the city, and their troops are only one regiment, with guns and bullets. Yang Zhihua, the captain of the artillery brigade directly under the brigade, meticulously wiping the captured Japanese mountain cannons, with the words "Cannon God" and "Love Win" written on the steel plate of the cannon body.

The artillery brigade directly under the brigade has a very famous name, but except for a few mortars, only this mountain cannon can barely take advantage of it. Unfortunately, there are only ten shells.

The Japanese who besieged the city had heavy artillery positions. The commander was Katsuo Hirono, the artillery instructor of Yang Zhihua's artillery department in the Yunnan martial arts lecture hall. He was known as the cannon demon and could move cannons on the carriage to accurately hit the target. Under the command of Katsuo Hirono, the Japanese cannon caused great casualties to the Eighth Route Army. The brigade commander was anxious and ordered Yang Zhihua to provide artillery support to the frontline positions, preferably killing the Japanese heavy artillery positions.

After receiving the order, Yang Zhihua smiled bitterly. He only had one mountain cannon and ten shells, and he could not cover the artillery fire of the Japanese positions. How could he talk about killing the Japanese heavy artillery positions? However, he still took the order without hesitation. The soldiers took obedience as their duty. No matter how great the difficulties were, there were solutions.

There is no way, it's not yet figured out.

Yang Zhihua came from a family of artillery and had a deep affection for artillery since he was a child. Whenever he encountered difficulties, he would dismantle the cannons and use them. The cold steel barrels could inspire him. The cannons are powerful and like humans, which is his belief.

"Captain, Captain Li and the others can't stand it anymore and want our artillery fire to support him." Wang Tietou ran in quickly.

Corps Li, whose full name is Li Huabing, is an alumnus of Yang Zhihua's martial arts lecture hall in Yunnan. During the selection of students, Yang Zhihua secretly helped Li Huabing pass the vision test so that Li Huabing could enter the infantry department. The relationship between the two was formed from that time. Later, Du Qingshi defected to the central-level cleaning of Yunnan martial arts lecture hall, and Li Huabing and Yang Zhihua joined hands to fight back with the instructor Li Qiubai.

The two not only have the friendship of the same school, but also have the feelings of comrades-in-arms tested by blood and fire. The mountain cannon next to Yang Zhihua was snatched back from the Japanese artillery position by Li Huabing and the third company.

When Li Huabing encounters a problem, Yang Zhihua will definitely save him.

"gather!"

With Yang Zhihua's voice, the artillery members rushed into the yard and lined up in two lines.

"Set off!"

Yang Zhihua waved his hand, and Wang Tietou and several soldiers pushed the mountain cannon out of the yard.

When they arrived at the battlefield, Yang Zhihua saw through the telescope that Li Huabing's position was overturned by the Japanese artillery fire. The earth was fresh and shiny. The soldiers of the third company hid in the trenches and took advantage of the gap to raise their heads and shoot back, and they had to retract after the attack. At this time, the Japanese infantry approached their positions like tides.

"Prepare for the fight!"

Yang Zhihua stretched out his thumb and closed his left eye to measure the distance.

"Add 009 in direction! Above 003 in high and low!"

Wang Tietou nervously adjusted the muzzle according to the instructions shouted by Yang Zhihua. After adjusting it, he shouted: "Recharge!"

A soldier stuffed the shell into the barrel.

"put!"

Yang Zhihua waved his hand and slashed. The gunner pulled the bolt violently. The cannon made a thunderous sound. The shells roared out of the cannon chamber and fell towards the head of the Japanese charging forward in front of Li Huabing's position.

"This Yang Zhihua is good at it!" Lin Qiang and others lurked on the mountain not far away. Qiao Er saw Yang Zhihua's clean and neat command of the cannon and whispered in admiration.

"Just kidding, only the wrong name is given, no wrong nickname! Is the cannon god shouting nonsense?" Lin Qiang whispered.

"Yang Zhihua fired, and that guy Katsuo Eino can definitely calculate their position in the first time. It is estimated that the gun will fire back in a few minutes. Notify you and be prepared."

Lin Qiang and others were lying here not to see Yang Zhihua firing, but to find where Katsuo Echino's artillery position was. As long as Katsuo Echino's artillery position was fired, his artillery position would be exposed. To be on the safe side, Lin Qiang asked Long Xiaoyun to lurk on another mountain, and as long as Katsuo Echino's artillery position was discovered, he would attack at the same time.

Yang Zhihua fired five shots in a row, knocking the chargers to the point of dizziness. Li Huabing took the opportunity to counterattack, and the attacking Japanese turned around and ran away.

"Retreat!" Yang Zhihua ordered.

Yang Zhihua knew that the Japanese artillery commander was Katsuo Echino, and now he must have calculated their location and must evacuate, otherwise he would definitely be bombarded.

Yang Zhihua and others had just left the position, and the shells flew over with roaring, blowing the soil where they were just here to fly all over the sky.

"Let's go!" Yang Zhihua looked back with fear and led the team to move the position.

"On there!" Lin Qiang discovered where the Japanese shells were fired.

[Today I'm going to be late for slippers, but I can't calm down. I'm waiting for the third exam of the subject, slippers are guaranteed to write hard, and I'll repay my brothers during the fifth update every day!]
Chapter completed!