Leng Feng and Cong Hu and the other two have been lying in the dead grass on the top of this hill for almost an hour.

There was a soil highway at the turn of their sight, which was a bit bumpy, but there were constant cars coming and going, and the wounded Japanese soldiers were pulled.

The artillery fire in front of him was endless, and the battle never stopped. The death toll of the Japanese army continued to increase. It seemed that the Japanese army had not achieved any benefits.

Within one hour.

At least nearly 200 wounded soldiers were transported to this "field hospital".

This is also the village called "Xiaohuangzhuang" that Conghu mentioned, a place that cannot be found on the military map of the national army.

However, its location was clearly marked on the Japanese military map.

This shows that Japan has long been deliberately trying to invade China.

"It's almost dark, and the gunshots will stop in a while." Leng Feng looked up at the dim sky.

"Brother, seeing the clouds so thick, it might snow tonight." Cong Hu moved over and said to Leng Feng.

"Brother, come and see, I found something interesting." Niu Miao handed over the telescope in his hand.

"What?"

"Look, in this direction, the chimney on the left eaves of the largest yard." Niu Miao whispered.

Leng Feng took the telescope and looked at the position Niu Miao said.

Although the sky was dark and the light was severely insufficient, and the chimney looked blurry, behind the chimney, a slender antenna stretched into the sky.

"It seems that this is not just a field hospital." Leng Feng said with a downward look down on his telescope.

"Brother, I think that yard is very cautious, with at least three commanding heights guarded by the Japanese army." Niu Miao said.

"Well, there is a machine gun position on the corner of the courtyard in the east. There is a sandbag on the eaves of the main hall. The muzzle is aimed at the direction of the front door, and there is also... there are at least two guards of the guards." Leng Feng observed for a while, the distance was a bit far, some details were not clear, and the light was not strong.

"There are not only radio stations, but also telephone lines here, and it is very likely that it is the frontier command of the Japanese army."

"It is normal to put field hospitals and command centers together, and you can also use field hospitals as cover."

"Brother, listen, the guns are much less loud?" Tieshan reminded.

Leng Feng turned his telescope and looked towards Shidong Mountain. The gunshots and explosions became much sparse, but he could still see the smoke of gunpowder.

Kakka...

A few minutes later, four or five Japanese chariots drove towards this small village, looking very embarrassed, and some even smoke was emitting thick smoke.

Obviously, they did not gain any benefits in this battle.

When it gets dark, the battle is hard to fight. The Japanese army itself is not accustomed to night battles, especially on China's territory.

The national army also had difficulties in fighting night battles, and both sides had fought for a day and were exhausted. Without new forces, it would be difficult to support them.

Although the Japanese army had strong troops, there were too many attack points and the front line was too long, making it difficult to deploy troops for a while.

Needless to say, the national army is insufficient, the soldiers are of low quality, the command is messy, the logistics is messy, and the tactics are messy, and the fight depends entirely on the personal command ability of the commander in front of the battle and the flesh and blood of the soldiers.

The Japanese army's guard post was placed on the hillside at 500 meters from the entrance of the village. There were also defensive positions at the entrance of the village. Individual trenches were dug on both hillside high grounds and machine guns were set up, with no dead corners of 360 degrees.

The Japanese commander had some thoughts when choosing such a village as the command center.

It's too difficult to touch it.

But when luck comes, sometimes it can't be stopped.

The four chariots in front slowly drove towards the village. The last Type 89 medium tank with black smoke shook a few times and stopped halfway.

The Japanese tanks in front of them had no idea that their companions were walking behind them.

At this time, a team of Japanese infantry came down, one by one, dejected, and the master didn't pick up his helmet. This was obviously a defeat. They passed by the tanks that were lying in their nests, and they didn't even look at them, and went straight past it.

The Japanese chariot commander was a little anxious and wanted to find someone to help the tank repair technician, but the one who went back asked the driver to come back alone.

The Japanese chariot commander scolded him.

Obviously, the camp technicians were too busy at all. Although the four Japanese chariots in front were driven back, they were seriously damaged.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the tank commander simply threw the tank down and returned to the camp with his subordinates.

Such a heavy big guy is broken, and he can't drive and can't carry it. He will definitely not be able to carry it. It's okay to throw it on the road.

In the eyes of the Japanese army, Chinese soldiers were all made up of farmers who had just put down their hoes. Not to mention driving tanks, they had never seen cars, let alone repair them.

So, they were relieved that they would be OK to find a technician to repair it after dawn tomorrow.

"I'll go over and take a look first, don't move." Leng Feng stood up and said when he saw that the Japanese troops had left.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

"See if the Japanese tanks can be opened." Leng Feng said. If it weren't for the damage to the parts, he would still be sure to repair them.

"Brother, can you repair it?"

"Try it."

"Brother, I'll go with you." Tieshan volunteered.

"Okay, it's good to have someone to help." Leng Feng nodded. Tieshan has been dealing with artillery all year round and knows some knowledge of machinery. It's always good to have someone to help.

Generally, some repair tools are provided on the tank, and as long as it is not a particularly complex fault, it can be solved by itself.

Night has already fallen.

Leng Feng and Tieshan came to the Japanese tanks.

"Tieshan, I'll go in and get the tools, please help me watch the wind." Leng Feng ordered, gently climbed onto the tank, entered the cabin, quickly found the tool box, and lifted it out.

The engine was stuck in the middle of the way, and the engine problems accounted for the majority, but it was not the case. Leng Feng got out of the car, came to the rear, found the position of the engine, took the lid, and carefully observed with the flashlight.

When Leng Feng was in the Black Sun Group, a teacher specialized in studying Japan's weapons and equipment during World War II, and the Black Sun Group also collected a lot of antique equipment for them to observe and learn.

So, he recognized at a glance that the Type 89 uses an air-cooled diesel engine, commonly known as the Type 89 Type B tank.

Based on the black smoke coming out of the exhaust pipe in front of the tank just now and the sound of irregular firecrackers, the cold front inferred that there might be a problem with the fuel injector.

If there is only a problem with the fuel injector, it can still be done through simple processing so that the machine can move.

But if it is damaged, it will be troublesome. Any machine is different. People can persist with illness. If the machine parts are broken, they will not work at all.

"Brother, I just checked it. There are fourteen shells inside, five or six hundred bullets..."

"Don't talk, hold the flashlight for me. I want to remove the engine." Leng Feng handed the flashlight to Tieshan's hand and said.

Under the flashlight from Tieshan's hand, Leng Feng's hand moved much faster. Fortunately, the Japanese left the toolbox, otherwise he would have done anything to dismantle it.

"Tieshan, get closer." Cold front took off the injector channel.

Under the weak flashlight, Leng Feng carefully checked the fuel injector. There was indeed a problem. There was black carbon deposits on it. In this case, the fuel injection was not timely and the oil pump time was too late, which would cause the engine to get up and often get stuck.

"Tieshan, get a steel helmet and pour some diesel from the fuel tank." Leng Feng ordered.

"Oh, OK."

It is difficult to find a gun, but it is not difficult to find a helmet. It is too close to the battlefield. Isn’t helmets visible everywhere?

After a while, Tieshan brought back a helmet that was blown back, but fortunately, the bullet was not penetrated, so it was fine to hold the diesel.

I don’t dare to take much, there is not much diesel in the fuel tank, so I have half a helmet, which is used to clean the fuel injector. (I haven’t repaired the diesel engine, I don’t know if it’s right. If there is any mistake, please correct me.)

More than an hour passed, Leng Feng was still busy, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Brother, the flashlight is almost out of power." Tieshan hurriedly reminded him when he saw the flashlight's light gradually weakening.

The battery technology of this era is too weak. A thousand years later, a dry battery as big as a thumb can support lighting for more than three days.

"It's soon, it's soon..." Leng Feng quickly took the fuel injector out of his helmet and shook it a few times.

After a little dry, start the installation.

The light of the flashlight became weaker and weaker until the last moment there was no light.

"Tieshan, turn off the flashlight and turn it on later." Leng Feng said. Anyone who has used old flashlights knows that there is a process for battery discharge. After a while, it can still be used.

I put the fuel injector in a touch of black, relying on my amazing memory.

"Tieshan, turn on the flashlight and I'll check it." Leng Feng ordered, Tieshan turned on the flashlight again, and the orange-red light lit up again.

Although there was light, it went out after only a minute. Leng Feng finally finished checking at the last moment of extinguishing, without any extra parts.

"Okay, go up and start." Leng Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and the nearly an hour and a half of intense repair was finally done.

Entering the tank cockpit, Cold Front ignited the engine, but failed once or twice. The third time, the engine finally heard a long-lost roar.

"Brother, it's repaired!" Tieshan said excitedly.

"Hurry, give Daniu and Conghu a signal and let them come over!" Leng Feng ordered.

"Yes, brother!"

Tieshan turned on the front street light of the tank as Leng Feng's instructions, flashed three times quickly, and then went out.

Niu Miao and Cong Hu saw the signal and ran down the hillside quickly.

"Brother, I really asked you to repair it. The Japanese guys are so naughty." Niu Miao jumped onto the tank excitedly and headed straight for the machine gun position behind the turret.

Unfortunately, the Type 89 tank is not equipped with anti-aircraft machine guns, but ordinary Type 91 machine guns, with a total of two, one in front and one in the back.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

"Of course I'm going to the Japanese command center!" Leng Feng smiled. The Japanese's defense in Xiaohuangzhuang could block the national army without heavy weapons, but could not stop their own chariots.
Chapter completed!