Just when Kitahara Hiroyuki took his men and was full of confidence, suddenly, a roar of shells after they were unloaded from afar.

But before Kitahara Haoxing and other Japanese people could react, a fire broke through the night sky and headed straight for the convoy.

boom!

After a loud bang, a troop truck walking in front was hit by a shell, and the truck's fuel tank was instantly detonated, and the flames soared into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

The huge explosion force tore the truck into pieces and splashed everywhere.

The Japanese soldiers in the carriage had no time to react and were engulfed by the burning flames.

Their screams and howlings echoed in the night sky, extremely shrill.

The surrounding trucks were also affected, some were hit by debris, the windows were broken, and the body was deformed.

The Japanese drivers braked in panic and avoided, and the entire convoy suddenly fell into chaos.

Some trucks lost control and hit trees and rocks on the roadside, while others overturned to the ground due to emergency brakes. For a moment, dust was flying on the road, fires soaring into the sky, and smoke filled the sky.

Kitahara Hirotsuki was also scared to death.

The samurai sword in his hand fell to the ground, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He quickly grabbed the edge of the carriage and tried to maintain balance. However, as the truck swayed violently, he eventually fell to the ground.

The Japanese soldiers around were also in chaos. Some were frightened and screamed, while others were looking for bunkers to avoid the attack of shells. The entire convoy was in chaos and panic.

At this moment, on the top of the East Mountain, Dragon Boat Festival was watching all this coldly. There were still wisps of blue smoke coming from the muzzle beside him. It was obvious that the shell just now was from his hands. There was no expression on his face, as if all this was within his expectations.

At the same time, when the shell accurately hit the target two kilometers away, the recruits who had been surrounding the Dragon Boat Festival were shocked.

They seemed to have lost the ability to speak at this moment, and could only open their eyes and stare in front of them.

Their eyes were filled with disbelief and deep shock. The target two kilometers away actually hit a shot. Is this a cannon? Can the cannon also aim like a gun? They couldn't believe their eyes.

A new recruit broke the silence first, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so amazing! Leader Ye is so amazing!"

"Yes! This cannon is too accurate! Targets two kilometers away can hit one shot!"

Another recruit also echoed, with the same admiration in his eyes.

They all surrounded the Dragon Boat Festival and surrounded them tightly in the middle, looking at the Dragon Boat Festival with admiration and incredible eyes.

But Dragon Boat Festival just smiled faintly and didn't say anything. Because this is just a routine operation.

What's more, he didn't have time to chat with these recruits because the shelling needed to continue.

Dragon Boat Festival quickly loaded shells, and every move seemed so skillful and confident.

He did not aim again, but fired directly. As a result, this action puzzled the recruits.

A new recruit blurted out: "Leader Ye, you didn't aim."

On the Dragon Boat Festival, he fired the cannon with a smile, and waited for the shell to break out of the chamber and said, "As long as the first shell hits, there is almost no need to aim behind it."

Because the charge amount of each shell is different, and the recoil after the shell is removed from the chamber will move the position of the artillery, there is only an extremely low probability that each shell will fall into a crater.

So you have to remember that if the first shell hits, you don’t need to adjust the muzzle anymore, just keep shooting all the shells.”

"oh oh!"

The recruits suddenly realized that they had more understanding of the cannon shooting. They even yearned for one day to be as accurate as the guns as leader Ye.

But unfortunately, their marksmanship is not accurate, and some people have not even touched the gun!

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Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time, the Japanese convoys exploded one after another.

The Japanese convoys seemed so fragile and vulnerable under the baptism of artillery fire.

The convoy of Haeyuan Haoxing was originally uniform and drove towards Hulan County in a fierce manner, but now it was in unprecedented chaos and panic.

The continuous bombardment caught them off guard, and the fall of each shell was accompanied by flesh and blood flying and fire splattering everywhere.

Trucks on the road are no longer tools for transportation, but have become piles of burning scrap iron.

Some trucks were hit directly, and the entire body was blown to pieces and splashed.

Some were overturned by the explosion's shock wave, lying on the side of the road, with the wheels still idling, as if telling the horror scene that just happened.

The Japanese soldiers were even more terrible, some of which were blown up so bloody that even human figures were difficult to recognize.

Some were burned into coke, leaving only the black skeleton, and some were bleeded by the shock waves, lying on the ground and groaning in pain.

The entire convoy was filled with a strong smell of blood and burnt smell, which made people disgusting.

Kitahara Hirohiro didn't care about his image at this moment. His face was covered in dust and his clothes were burned to pieces. He looked around, trying to find a safe place to avoid the fire.

However, the explosions of shells around him came one after another, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"Hurry! Hidden! Run into the forest!"

Kitahara Hiroyuki shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to organize the remaining soldiers to avoid the sudden shelling.

But his orders seemed so pale and powerless amid the continuous roar of cannons.

The Japanese soldiers have lost their fighting spirit and just want to escape from this terrifying battlefield as soon as possible.

The entire convoy no longer existed, only a piece of ruins and howling with the Japanese were left.

But the Dragon Boat Festival artillery fire continued to pour out. In addition to completely eliminating this Japanese reinforcements, the most important thing is that they cannot take away the shells and mountain cannons, so they must have all the shells before talking about it.

But this is undoubtedly a nightmare for Kitahara Hiroyuki and his convoy.

When they came, they were aggressive and arrogant. But at this moment, they fled around like a stray dog, in a mess.

The Japanese were dead, injured, and fled, and they were completely gone.

Even the so-called commander, Hiroyuki Kitahara, chose to escape after weighing the pros and cons.

Because he had already realized clearly that Hulan County might have fallen long ago, otherwise how could the enemy dare to put the mountain cannon on the East Mountain so blatantly to bombard them?

Kitahara Hiroyuki was filled with resentment and reluctance, but he had to accept this cruel reality.

He originally thought that with his wit and strategy, he could kill the guerrillas in Hulan County, but reality gave him a loud slap.

He could not imagine what kind of ambush and counterattack he would encounter if he continued to attack. He was afraid that he would die like those soldiers under his command without a burial place.

So, after weighing the pros and cons, Kitahara Hiroyuki decisively chose to retreat.
Chapter completed!