Gao Yuan regained his mobility after putting on shoes that looked like canvas shoes, but actually represented the most top-notch, high-end, and most profound shoe-making craftsmanship in China.

In fact, he didn't seem to feel bad running barefoot, but Gao Yuan still wanted to put on shoes out of habit. After all, he didn't want to be a barefoot immortal, walking and running on rough and rocky ground.

Standing up, Gao Yuan began to look for targets worth destroying.

In fact, the enemy's artillery positions are also located quite far back. The front lines are mostly short-range mortars, rocket launchers, and a small number of tanks and armored vehicles, so it is basically impossible to destroy places such as arsenals.

, after all, the enemies are not all fools. How can they pile up arsenals where enemy artillery fire can easily reach them?

Go forward and continue to look for the enemy's artillery positions, or turn back and destroy the enemy's scattered but actually critical frontline firepower. Gao Yuan thought about it and felt that it would be better to disrupt the enemy at the forefront first.

After all, the enemy's movements are very abnormal. They are most likely planning a sneak attack. So killing the enemy from behind and destroying the infantry support firepower deployed on the front line is secondary. Disturbing the enemy is very important.

Gao Yuan began to look for targets worth attacking while running slowly.

It's a pity that there is a language barrier, and a complete barrier. Gao Yuan can often hear some low-level officers shouting, but he doesn't understand what they mean.

Should we launch an attack immediately? Or should we be more vigilant and defend? I don’t understand, there’s nothing I can do.

But fortunately Gao Yuan brought a walkie-talkie.

"I don't understand what the enemy is saying. Listen and tell me what they want to do. Oh, it's over."

After Gao Yuan finished speaking, he pressed the transmit button of the walkie-talkie, and then hid near a small group of soldiers no more than twenty meters away from him, allowing Pan Xin to hear the enemy's shouts through the walkie-talkie.

"What did you say? It's over."

Pan Xin said anxiously: "Don't panic. The enemy didn't attack. They just stayed on the position. That's what the enemy said. This is a conversation between grassroots officers to appease their subordinates. It has no important meaning. It's over."

Gao Yuan was quite disappointed, because there was a long trench in front of him, and there were only some infantry in the trench.

Gao Yuan didn't answer this time because he was too close to people, and no matter how quiet he spoke, he might be noticed.

He simply got up and stayed away from these ordinary soldiers, and then Gao Yuan finally found the target he was looking for.

There are several mortars, and judging by the length of the barrel, they should be 120mm mortars, the kind with a range of more than five kilometers. As for the 60mm and 81mm mortars with a closer range, they are naturally deployed more

Closer.

Gao Yuan thought about it seriously. He looked at the nervous gun crew members next to the mortar and felt that he should start from here.

This is a communication trench, which divides continuous but relatively independent mortar positions.

There is nothing to be particularly careful about.

Gao Yuan jumped into a mortar position from behind. Boxes of artillery shells had been loaded with fuses, and two boxes with open lids were placed next to the mortar.

The chaos behind them was getting worse and worse, but the soldiers on the front line didn't know what was happening. They could only whisper and look up and back from time to time, but what could they see in the darkness.

Gao Yuan jumped into the trench and stood next to the shell box to check. The people close to him did not notice that there was a big living person around them, but they did not regard this big living person as an enemy.

Gao Yuan took out a shell from the shell box, and the person next to him mumbled something. Of course Gao Yuan couldn't understand it, and he didn't have to answer.

I just don’t know what kind of fuse this 120mm mortar shell has? Is it a collision fuze or an electronic fuze? Does the fuze need to rely on inertia to release the safety before it can take effect, or can it explode just by throwing it out?

The person next to Gao Yuan grunted at him again, but Gao Yuan still didn't know what kind of fuse the cannonball he was holding was.

If Pan Xin and the others would have known, it was a pity that Gao Yuan was not from the regular army.

Just try it and you will know.

Gao Yuan threw the cannonball out with a wave of his hand, towards another artillery position seven or eight meters away from him and separated by a traffic ditch.

The shell made a thud as it hit the ground, but did not explode.

The people next to Gao Yuan were frightened. He shouted angrily, and the people at the gun emplacement next door were even more frightened. After the man whose head was smashed found that the culprit was a cannonball, he was not only frightened but also stunned.

Angry.

Pause on the ground and then throw the cannonball?

Gao Yuan thought about it but still didn't dare. In case it exploded in his hand, it was better to be cautious when dealing with unfamiliar weapons.

Gao Yuan punched out, and the man who wanted to grab his helmet made a dull sound of bone cracking. Then, a flashlight was lit, and the remaining five soldiers looked stupidly and appeared out of nowhere.

They came from afar, and none of them knew what they were supposed to do.

The people at the gun emplacement next door were still yelling. Gao Yuan wanted to turn off the lights, but unfortunately he couldn't say it, so he just said in English: "Sorry about that."

What gun to use? There is no need to use a gun. Gao Yuan pulled out the shiny knife from his waist, and then just when the mustachioed officer opposite him was about to shout loudly, he stabbed the short knife out.

There was no difficulty at all, but after Gao Yuan used it to kill five people, he felt that the ax might be more convenient.

After wiping the knife on an enemy and returning it to its sheath, Gao Yuan pulled out his axe, turned on the flashlight, and casually walked to the gun emplacement next door. Several people shouted at Gao Yuan angrily.

At that moment, Gao Yuan suddenly moved.

After six continuous muffled sounds, Gao Yuan said in a very small voice: "I'm sorry, I don't understand."

The gun positions are all connected, with a total of six gun positions. This should be one of the mortar positions of a battalion. Gao Yuan turned off his flashlight, carried a bloody ax, and went to the third gun position.

There was nothing much to say. After walking through six artillery positions in succession and taking out all the mortar soldiers, Gao Yuan took out a grenade and wanted to throw it into the shell box. He suddenly felt that this treatment might be a bit wasteful.

Gao Yuan does not know how to use a mortar, but this does not mean that he does not know how to aim. However, there is absolutely no problem in moving the muzzle and shortening the range by at least half or even closer.

After thinking for a while, Gao Yuan said on the intercom: "I'm going to use mortars to bomb the enemy. You don't have to worry, and don't rush to launch an attack. It's over."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yuan moved the entire mortar, then picked up a shell and put it into the muzzle. A moment later, there was a muffled sound from the real mortar. After another moment of burning, he looked not far ahead.
Chapter completed!