Hearing that the Eighth Route Army had just deliberately fired a gun at the sky and did not want to fight with the National Rescue Army, Zhou Cheng immediately showed a embarrassed expression on his face and began to hesitate whether to continue the attack.

After hearing this, the Japanese devils stared at the village in front of him, as if they were looking at a pile of gold ingots.

As long as the National Salvation Army takes over the village in front and kills the Eighth Route Army inside, they will have no way to go. They can only continue to deal with the Eighth Route Army with the Imperial Army, and they can also gain a lot of benefits from this attack!

But before five seconds of happiness, Zhou Cheng's hesitant expression on his face was seen by him.

My heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition came out.

During the tentative attack just now, the Eighth Route Army told Zhou Cheng by firing a gun into the sky that they did not want to turn against the National Savior Army, otherwise it would be nice to use the Eighth Route Army's firepower just now that the National Savior Army's tentative troops could be withdrawn half of them.

Faced with the kindness of the Du Yituan, Zhou Cheng obviously hesitated and didn't know whether he would continue to attack.

The Japanese Grandpa repent was afraid that Zhou Cheng would hesitate and repent, so he quickly reminded: "Captain Zhou, the Eighth Route Army is in the village. This is a good opportunity to gather and annihilate them. We cannot miss it."

"The military headquarters has prepared all the oceans and weapons and ammunition. In the next battle, no matter how much equipment and ammunition your army loses, we will make up for you!"

"If there is really a battalion of Eighth Route Army stationed in the village, as long as you can wipe out them all here, the military headquarters will immediately send you five thousand oceans."

"As for the casualties of your army in battle, we will all pay pensions to everyone according to the standards of the Imperial Army to ensure that the National Savior Army will not suffer losses!"

Zhou Cheng seemed to be convinced by the ocean in the mouth of the Japanese Grandpa, and the hesitant expression on his face was replaced by firmly.

He took a breath and began to give orders: "The artillery battalion immediately set up the mountain cannons and large-caliber mortars. I will razor the village in front to the ground and destroy all the Eighth Route Army stationed in the village!"

"The Second Battalion is ready for attack. Once the shelling stops, you will immediately launch an attack from the front!"

"The first battalion, the second and third companies were circling from the flanks, and the cavalry battalion went around the back of the village to block the Eighth Route Army's retreat route to prevent them from breaking through the chaos!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Ten minutes later, mountain cannons, field cannons, and large caliber, each fired a shell at Gangtou Village.

Two mountain cannon shells crossed the sky with a very harsh whistle, and finally smashed into the village with the mortar shells.

The fireball mixed with rolling smoke quickly rose from the ground. After several seconds, the violent explosion reached Zhou Cheng's ears.

The nervous expression on the Major's face disappeared suddenly. Although the shells just now were far away from him, the fireballs that soared into the air still allowed him to see the powerful power of the three shells.

Even if they did not directly hit the Eighth Route Army, the powerful shock wave could shake the nearby Eighth Route Army to death. If the Eighth Route Army in the village was destroyed by Zhou Cheng, it would be possible to cut off the retreat of the National Salvation Army, then the three artillery shells just now undoubtedly cut off the retreat of Zhou Cheng who did not want to attack the village.

At this moment, he had to shoot an arrow on the string, and he could not tolerate any hesitation.

After the three test-fired shells were fired, the gunners quickly debugged the artillery according to the position of the bullet point.

After another half a minute, a series of thunderous explosions suddenly rang behind Zhou Cheng, which was the sound of more than 20 artillery artillery battalions firing volleys.

Before I could turn my head and look back, the scream of shells passing through the sky rang over my head.

The speed was very fast and it flew over the village in a flash.

"Boom..." Compared with the explosion just now, the explosion was not only more dense, but also louder. The land under my feet trembled several times in the explosion.

More than twenty balls of fireballs suddenly rose in the quiet village, and thick smoke rose from the ground wrapped in the fireballs. The houses built with loess were like paper toys, instantly blown up, and many logs supporting the roof were blown away, which looked particularly scary.

The Japanese Major standing behind Zhou Cheng was completely relieved.

The artillery strength of the National Salvation Army is far beyond our imagination. Even if they stop firing now, just one round of artillery shells will cause half of the company of casualties in the Eighth Route Army in the village.

Looking at the expression on Zhou Cheng's face, there was no intention of stopping the shelling.

If the National Salvation Army continues to bomb like this, in just two minutes, the Eighth Route Army in the village will be blown away even if it is not blown to death!

At this time, Zhou Cheng, who was standing by, suddenly spoke: "Although the troops I brought are all elite troops in the army and are very loyal to me. But after all, everyone is Chinese. If you really fight face to face with the Eighth Route Army, there will definitely be many soldiers who will not be able to attack. So in the next battle, I can use shells to solve the battle. Please forgive me for this and be prepared to add a large number of shells to us."

"I plan to let the barracks explode for ten minutes first, try the effect, and then determine whether to continue shelling. I guess the National Salvation Army will use at least one thousand shells in this attack!"

The Japanese Grandpa was not dissatisfied at all and nodded immediately: "No problem!"

"Every time the Imperial Army fights with the Eighth Route Army, there are shells but no targets. The Eighth Route Army is too cunning and rarely fights head-on with us. Basically, our artillery soldiers will escape as soon as they move. Often, hundreds of shells are smashed out, and even a single Eighth Route Army can't explode, except for mice."

"The Eighth Route Army stationed in the village must have not expected that you would gather more than twenty artillery guns to bombard them when you came up, otherwise they would have retreated long ago and would not have been waiting for you to bomb!"

"If you can really kill the Eighth Route Army in the village today, let alone a thousand shells, it would be fine if you use two thousand shells. Don't worry, I will send a telegram to the military headquarters as soon as the battle is over, asking them to draw shells from nearby garrisons to send them to us."

Zhou Cheng replied with satisfaction: "I will feel relieved if you say this!"

"Since I have taken action, I will definitely wipe out the Eighth Route Army in the village today."

The Japanese Major was very satisfied with Zhou Cheng's current reaction and raised his telescope to look at the village.

Compared with the first round of artillery fire, the artillery battalion's current artillery sound is obviously more chaotic, and it is no longer possible to hear how many artillery fire again.

But the explosion in the village did not weaken, and more and more black smoke rose on the ground, and the dense black smoke columns looked like a dense forest!

What he didn't know was that except for the first round of artillery, which was a salvo of more than 20 artillery pieces, which allowed him to see the powerful strength of the artillery battalion of the National Salvation Army.

During the second round of artillery fire, the number of artillery still being fired had dropped sharply by one third.

When the artillery battalion carried out the third round of volleys, less than one-third of the artillery were still firing.

Because the artillery battalion does not fire volleys now, the firing rate of each cannon is fast and slow, resulting in the sound of artillery battalion firing very complicated. The Japanese Grandpa was not a professional artillery, so he did not hear the slight gap between them.

As for the explosion in the village, the reason why the shells did not become weaker due to the reduction of the shells was all due to the black gunpowder.

The Unique Group buried a large amount of black gunpowder in the village in advance. After the number of shells fired by the National Rescue Army decreased, the Unique Group of soldiers who remained in the village successively detonated the black gunpowder, causing the illusion that the village was hit by a large number of shells...

In order to ensure that the soldiers who remained in the village did not have any danger, the two sides agreed on their respective areas of responsibility before the attack began.

The shells fired by the National Salvation Army were as concentrated as possible on one side of the village, while the explosions measured in the village were all caused by black gunpowder.

Although this would waste a lot of black gunpowder, compared with the precious mountain artillery shells, the black gunpowder that can be produced in large quantities in the local workshops is obviously nothing. In order to get 50% of the shells promised by Zhou Cheng, a single ball buried a total of 1,000 kilograms of black gunpowder in the village!
Chapter completed!