The Japanese soldiers on the position were torn into pieces of flesh, Katsuo Junino's face turned pale and vomiting was coming like a tide, and he could only endure it.

Boom boom boom boom!

The sound of shaking artillery bombardment sounded on the position.

However, it was not the Japanese who were running away, but the Eighth Route Army firing artillery. The Japanese soldiers who had already rushed to the front of the Eighth Route Army's position retreated in a hurry under the bombardment of the cannons.

"Baga!" Ida was furious.

"Mr. Echino, why haven't you ordered the firing?"

Katsuno Echino is like a loss of his parents: "Mr. Ida, the heavy artillery position was attacked by the Eighth Route Army. My nephew Tsukiki Echino is unaware of the life and death."

"Baga!" Ida punched the table with no artillery fire support. How did he break through the Eighth Route Army's position and take Dai County? As for Zhino Tsukiki, he didn't care at all. What he cared about was that he could not take Dai County as planned, and the superiors would definitely vent their anger on his commander.

"Mr. Echino, if you fail this battle, you will bear an unshirkable responsibility. I will report it to the superiors truthfully." Ida said with a calm face.

Yang Zhihua had found a new artillery position. Seeing that the Japanese soldiers were about to break through Li Huabing's position, they didn't care about the danger and immediately ordered people to set up artillery support. In the end, five artillery shells were fired in one breath. Yang Zhihua sighed helplessly. If he gave him more artillery shells, he would not have to be so frustrated.

"withdraw!"

After leaving the position, Yang Zhihua did not evacuate immediately, but watched from a distance. According to convention, the Japanese artillery soldiers would definitely take revenge on bombing the position they were in, but after waiting for a while, no shells flew over.

Yang Zhihua's heart moved. The Japanese would not let go of such a good opportunity. Could it be that something was wrong with the Japanese heavy artillery position?

"go back!"

Yang Zhihua asked someone to set the mortars on the original position. The mountain cannons had no shells, and they also had mortars. These mortars were provided by Du Qingshi, the commander of the new Second Division.

Du Qingshi was born in the Yunnan Army and the number one general under the Yunnan warlord Long Yun, and had long had grudges with the Eighth Route Army. This time, the two sides cooperated to defend Dai County. According to the agreement, Du Qingshi wanted the Eighth Route Army to provide a batch of mountain artillery, but Du Qingshi was worried that the Eighth Route Army would be more powerful after the Eighth Route Army had mountain artillery, so he replaced it with mortars.

They are all guns, and mortars are obviously not as powerful as mountain cannons, and their ranges are not as powerful as those of mountain cannons, so Yang Zhihua did not use mortars before.

Now that the Japanese heavy artillery position has been silent, he has used the mortar.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Ten mortars fired in a round of volleys, and the slow-running Japanese soldiers instantly became cannon fodder. The Japanese still did not fire a gun to counterattack. Yang Zhihua was even more sure that there was a problem with the Japanese heavy artillery position.

"I'm going to be so hard!" The mortar shells given by Du Qingshi were enough. Yang Zhihua didn't have to worry about the shells. Moreover, the Eighth Route Army's arsenal could also use shell shell shells to reload mortar shells. After shooting, they picked up the shell shells and could still be used next time.

On the position, Li Huabing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the Japanese retreat. They had more than half of their casualties and had all the bullets killed. If the Japanese did not retreat, they would have to fight for bayonets.

"Company Commander! I have ammunition!"

"Ammunition? Where did it come from?" Li Huabing said in surprise.

"They said they were the Iron-blooded Power Army, which supports us for free."

"Iron-blooded Powerful National Army?" Li Huabing had never heard of this number. Could it be the local anti-Japanese armed forces?

When I opened the box, the yellow bullets were dazzling, with ten boxes. I couldn't use up such battles a few more times. This iron-blooded powerful army is really rich.

"Distribute the bullets! Where are the people who send the ammunition?"

"Go away!"

...

Seeing the Japanese retreating back to the trenches, Yang Zhihua ordered the stop of artillery shooting, which had exceeded the range of the mortar.

"Captain, our mission has been completed, are we withdrawing?"

Yang Zhihua pondered and nodded: "Retreat!"

The soldiers gathered the mortars, carried them to their shoulders, and evacuated their positions.

"Captain, the wrong direction is wrong." Wang Tietou saw that Yang Zhihua did not walk backwards, but walked towards the Japanese position, and hurriedly shouted.

"That's right!" Yang Zhihua decided to see what happened to the Japanese heavy artillery position.

...

"Please don't let me eat it anymore." Zhiye Chunmu begged with a bitter face. The ground was the food residue he spit out and bile.

"We treat prisoners preferentially, don't worry, we can't eat enough, there is still a box." Lin Qiang patted the box at hand, which contained expired canned stinky tofu from the black iron treasure chest. One box was opened, and the green and fluffy hair inside looked disgusting.

Zhiye Chunmu ate half a box and vomited all his bile. He would rather be shot and be killed than be punished like this.

"You can't waste food. Take out your Imperial Bushido's spirit of caesarean section. Isn't it just stinky tofu? Isn't it that bad?"

Zhiye Chunmu cursed in his heart, why are you talking with your nose pinched?

"I will explain everything! I am a Japanese man, named Tsukiki Eino... This time the besiege of Dai Prefecture, the commander is Colonel Ida, and my uncle Katsuo Eino is responsible for artillery fire support. Before you come, he happened to go to the command center to report..."

"Dai County must be taken down. Not only are there heavy artillery, we also built an airport in Shenmu. We can take off and land the planes soon and provide air tactical guidance at that time. The Eighth Route Army can't run away even if we want to."

Zhiye Chuanmu's explanation is similar to what Lin Qiang saw in the plot of the Cannon God. This guy was obviously disgusted by the expired stinky tofu and did not dare to lie.

"Commander, I discovered that the Eighth Route Army should be an artilleryman." Qiao Er walked over and whispered.

Lin Qiang picked up the telescope, and Yang Zhihua's face appeared in the camera, "Send someone to contact us!"

After a while, Yang Zhihua followed Qiao Er to Lin Qiang.

"Captain Yang, I'll admire you for a long time!" Lin Qiang said with his fists.

"You are the commander of the Iron Blooded Powerful Army? What's the matter with me?" Yang Zhihua looked up and down at Lin Qiang and said straight to the point.

"Yang Zhihua, save me, I'm Lin Haibo!" Zhiye Chunmu shouted.

"Lin Haibo?" Yang Zhihua identified his eyes and confirmed that Zhiye Chunmu was Lin Haibo, so he hurriedly helped him up, "Haibo, why are you here? Why are you still wearing the Japanese Grand Secretary's uniform?"

"Commander Lin, why are you arresting Lin Haibo? He is my classmate in the Yunnan martial arts lecture hall. Is there any misunderstanding?" Even though he saw the Japanese officer uniform on Zhiye Chunmu's body with his own eyes, Yang Zhihua still did not realize that Zhiye Chunmu's identity was problematic.

"You let him tell me." Lin Qiang said lightly.

Zhino Tsukiki just saw Yang Zhihua and was excited to ask for help. After calling him, he regretted it. Yang Zhihua knew that he was a Japanese spy, so he would not only not save him, but instead kill him with one shot.

"I'm Japanese." Zhiye Tsukigi said with his head down.
Chapter completed!