The brigade commander's face became more and more serious. He was silent for a long time before speaking: "The army seized time to rest, and immediately dispatched troops from the baggage team, the guards, and the command center staff to supplement the first and third squadrons to ensure that the front-line combat troops were fully organized."

"At 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, the troops will launch an attack on the National Salvation Army Headquarters on time!"

The brigade commander was completely angry. He wanted to use his actions to retaliate against the national rescue army and wash away the shame that the other party brought to him.

The Donghui Town National Rescue Army Headquarters, and the attacking troops returned to the town one after another.

Zhou Cheng got the summary battle report one hour later than the commander of the Japanese Brigade. He became excited after a glance: "Comrades, now I announce that we will win a great victory in the night attack tonight."

"The fourth company, the fifth company, the mortar company, and the chariot platoon that directly participated in the battle killed at least one infantry squadron of the Japanese army. In particular, the fourth company and the chariot platoon, under the cover of the artillery company and the fifth company, successfully broke through the Japanese defense line, entered their base, and defeated an infantry squadron. When retreating, he brought out two heavy machine guns, three crooked handles, more than fifty rifles, and more than 10,000 bullets of various types, greatly making up for our losses in the night attack."

"I decided to add the three crooked squads to the 4563 companies, equip the guard squads of each company, strengthen the heavy machine gun platoon of the second battalion, and the 38th large cover to the cannon company, and equip all ammunition players to the cannon company, so that the cannon company can also have self-defense capabilities."

"After a while, except for the artillery company and the front-line guards, the other troops will hurry up and rest, have breakfast tomorrow, and then greet the Japanese with the defense positions at the entrance of the town."

"The artillery company is a squad. Each artillery squad is responsible for one hour. It continues to move around the Japanese and puppet army garrisons. It shoots a shell at the garrison every ten minutes. Remember to shoot in places with a lot of people, but it cannot be repeated. After the shooting, transfer the position and change the target to continue shooting."

"I want the Japanese to sleep well this night, and everyone will fight us with dark circles tomorrow."

At the Japanese command headquarters, the brigade commander lay back on the camp bed with anger and frustration.

Although I didn't feel sleepy at all, I still forced myself to fall asleep.

Tomorrow he wants to take revenge on the national rescue army and must be fully prepared.

Just now I threw away my worries and was about to fall asleep. The explosion of "boom" seemed to be ringing in my ears, very violently, and suddenly woke him up, and then I saw the guard at the door rushing in in a hurry.

"Sir, the command center just got a shell. We must have been targeted by the National Salvation Army artillery. It's very dangerous here, you must transfer it immediately!"

Before the brigade commander who sat up from the bed had time to speak, two guards had already rushed over, one on the left and one on the right, and ran out of the tent.

Other guards were armed with military uniforms and weapons, and rushed out of the tent immediately afterwards.

After a few minutes, no shells hit the command center again, the brigade commander came to the tent again, and his hatred for the National Salvation Army increased by two more points.

I was so embarrassed when I was transferred just now that I lost all my face again. This was also brought to me by the National Salvation Army.

Back on the camp bed, I just closed my eyes and the explosion sounded again.

The explosion was at least two hundred meters away from him, and the safety of the command center would not be threatened, but the brigade commander got up as soon as possible, picked up the telescope and rushed outside.

A shell was hit in the southwest of the station, and the black smoke rising from the air allowed the brigade commander to determine the specific location of the bounce point at a glance.

Under the reflection of several bonfires, the bounce points were clearly displayed in his vision.

A crater with a half meter depth was blown out of the flat ground, and two soldiers were upside down. One of them stopped moving, and the other was still squirming.

Several soldiers nearby rushed over to rescue the wounded...

"I understand!" After putting down the telescope, the brigade commander suddenly sank, and he clenched his fists and said to himself.

"The national rescue army wants to use artillery fire to harass us continuously and prevent us from resting!"

"Every few minutes, a shell was fired at our base without any targets, and aimlessly fired. The soldiers below would be under tremendous pressure. Everyone would worry about whether the shell would fall to their side in the next moment, and then they would not be able to fall asleep."

"If everyone doesn't have a good rest tonight, they will be inactive tomorrow and their combat effectiveness will be greatly affected. How can they attack..."

"I order the mortar squadron. I don't care what they do to kill this mortar for me immediately. I can't let this sense of crisis hang above the soldiers' heads, otherwise everyone will not be able to sleep tonight!"

The mortar squadron leader who received the order was very annoyed.

The opponent has one mortar and he has eight mortars. It seems that he has an absolute numerical advantage and can kill the opponent with his eyes closed.

Actually, it is not the case.

When the other party fired the first shell at the garrison, the squadron leader was awakened and he was staring at the other party.

The enemy uses a mortar. If the brigade commander wants to kill it, he will definitely let himself take action.

Instead of waiting for the order to pay attention to them, it is better to focus on it now, and the brigade commander's order will come to his own actions as soon as the order comes.

After observation just now, he was shocked: the opponent who sneaked into the garrison with a mortar was very cunning.

So far, a total of two shells have been fired, all from different locations.

It means that the opponent did not stay in one place all the time, but instead fired a shell and moved the position once.

This is difficult to deal with!

It only takes two seconds for the opponent to fire a shell, and then start dismantling the artillery and transferring positions.

It means that they will be transferred away at most half a minute from the time of firing the gun.

By calculating the approximate position of the opponent's artillery position through the bounce point and the artillery flight trajectory, he then calculates the artillery shooting personnel, adjusts the artillery, and then conducts a test fire. Only after confirming that there is no deviation can the artillery fire be covered and killed.

Under normal circumstances, the whole process takes at least one minute.

The mission is urgent now, and you can save the test shot step, but it still takes at least forty seconds.

When I hit the shells, my opponent had already carried the cannon and moved it dozens or hundreds of meters away. How could I fight it?

But the military order is like a mountain, and this is another order issued by the brigade commander himself. If it cannot be completed, it will be light to be punished.

The squadron leader racked his brains and finally came up with a solution that was not a solution.

Expand the range of artillery attacks, determine the opponent's approximate retreat direction in advance, calculate the amount of advance, and shell the opponent's retreat on the way.

But the opponent may retreat too many directions, which means that the probability of successful shelling is only 20%.

And even if you find the right direction, you may not be able to kill them.

The enemy had only one mortar and six or seven gunners, and it was easy to rush out of the artillery fire.

But even so, it is better than firing empty cannons at an empty position.

He did what he said, and the squadron leader immediately ordered the troops to set up guns, prepare for shooting, observers and calculate the gunners of all the shooting officers were on standby, waiting for the opponent to fire.

Ten minutes passed in a flash, and the third shell fell from the sky and hit the southwest of the station. The bounce point and the second shell were nearly two hundred meters away.

This time the Japanese were very lucky. The shells hit a clearing ground, and no soldier was injured, but they scared the people nearby.

The artillery squadron leader had no time to thank the infantry, so he ordered the gunners around him to start calculating the shooting distance as soon as the explosion sounded.

All the gunners in charge of shooting squatted beside the mortar and were ready to adjust the shooting personnel at any time.

The squadron leader was waiting beside him, staring at the watch, and seeing time pass by, his face full of anxiety.

Although they can't see the situation of the opponent's artillery positions, it can be imagined that they must be dismantling the artillery now and then quickly leaving the position.

The longer the calculation time the subordinates spend, the further they run, and the smaller the chance of hitting them in the end.

"Captain, calculate it!" a lieutenant next to him shouted.

The squadron leader quickly ordered: "The shooting distance remains unchanged, and it is 50 meters away from the left. Adjust the shooting personnel immediately. Each cannon fires five rapid fires. Once it is adjusted, it will fire. No need to wait for my order."

“Bang…”

After waiting for about ten seconds, two dull mortar shooting sounded beside me.

The squadron leader quickly raised his telescope. Three or four seconds later, two balls of fire rose from the slope more than a thousand meters away. Three seconds later, a violent explosion reached his ears.

"Bang..." More and more mortars join the battle.

The ultra-high rate of fire of twenty shots in one minute made his subordinates shoot out all forty shells in less than twenty seconds.

The slopes that were attacked were bombed everywhere, and gunpowder smoke was filled with smoke.

If someone here just now, there is at least a 60% chance of being killed.

Unfortunately, the Japanese artillery squadron leader judged the wrong direction, and the artillery attacking them did not move towards this side.

At six o'clock in the morning, the artillery battle that had been in full swing for most of the night finally stopped.

This time, the goddess of luck did not visit the Japanese army. The artillery squadron fired at least 400 shells, and except for the bombing and killing and injuring the three gunners, a mortar was not destroyed.

On the other hand, the National Salvation Army spent a total of 32 artillery shells in the second half of the night. Although less than one-third of them hit the Japanese group, they killed and injured more than 30 Japanese.

More importantly, the Japanese were in their hearts all the night after the Japanese were worried that the next shell would hit him, causing most Japanese to not fall asleep and stayed up until dawn.

When eating in the morning, at least 50% of the Japanese were holding dark circles, and more Japanese were yawning and looked like they had not had a good sleep.

The brigade commander had another hatred for the National Salvation Army. Although he knew that the combat effectiveness of the troops would definitely be affected, he could no longer wait to take revenge.

As soon as his subordinates finished their meal, the offensive order spread throughout the garrison.

The National Salvation Army Headquarters, the sixth company's correspondents rushed in: "Report to the commander, the Japanese attack has begun, and more than a thousand Japanese are gathered in front of our position, and the artillery is setting up artillery."

"Go to the front line position now!" Zhou Cheng grabbed a pair of telescopes and ran outside the command center.

The Frontier Command is built in a stone house at the entrance of the village. This is the highest place in the village. Through the lookout, Zhou Cheng can see the entire battlefield.

Behind more than a thousand Japanese, four mountain cannons and two infantry cannons lined up, raising their black holes and pointing directly to the front line of positions.

In front of the mountain cannons, eight mortars were divided into two rows and mounted on the ground. The gunners hid next to the mortars and were ready to shoot at any time.

In front of the attacking troops, the remaining six heavy machine guns of the Japanese army had been set up, and all the black muzzles were aimed at the front line positions.

A squadron of Japanese soldiers suddenly left the team and slowly approached the battlefield. After crossing the heavy machine gun position, they quickly dispersed, forming a scattered line of soldiers in units of squads, holding guns, half-squatting on the ground, waiting for the order of attack.
Chapter completed!