"Ho hey!"

"Ho hey!"

The bandits in Heiyun Village were shouting hard.

The tall wooden frames were piled up layer by layer, preparing to re-lay the suspension bridge.

Several of the most dedicated bandits stood at the top of the wooden frame, pulling the rope hard, slowly lowering a super-long log bit by bit. The length of this log is more than forty meters.

Yang Yue carefully measured it and found that the width of the canyon was about ten feet, which is about thirty meters. It was neither long nor short. But without a suspension bridge, no one could fly.

"Pu hook!"

"Pu hook!"

In the distance, gunshots came from time to time.

This is the attack by the Japanese at a long distance.

Of course, Setozawa didn't dare to turn back to Panhu's mouth. Otherwise, what awaited him would be a septum.

He could only hide from a distance, 1,000 meters away, and attacked with a rifle at a distance. He hoped that the suspension bridge would not be mounted so quickly. Unfortunately, this attack was completely useless.

What? Light machine gun? It was blown away.

Grenade launcher? It was also blown away. Now only the rifles are left.

As long as he thinks of the 82mm mortar from the Tuya Route Army, Setozawa wants to vomit blood. He can't help but want to take the initiative to seduce the abdomen.

It feels so uncomfortable!

He was so bombed that he didn't even have a chance to breathe.

I don’t know where the Tujiao Route Army got so many shells, and they were endlessly bombarded, and more than 300 shots were bombed.

The Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire has never been so bold.

Their shells also need to be used in a saving way.

It’s not that there are no shells, it’s that it’s impossible to transport them.

In this mountain valley of Taihang Mountain, cars cannot pass through at all. They can only rely on manpower and horse transportation. The difficulties can be imagined.

God knows where the Tujiao Route Army got so many shells.

Did it produce it yourself?

So terrible...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Every time the Japanese fired a shot, the 82mm mortar fired a shell.

Wherever the Japanese fired, they would blow up the 8th Route Army.

Yang Yue personally fucked the cannon.

Facing the miniature map, you can specifically draw places with more small dots.

Twenty-five…

Twenty-four...

Twenty-three...

The small dots are decreasing one by one, indicating that fewer and fewer Japanese are still alive.

In the end, after continuous shelling, the number of remaining Japanese devils was less than twenty. It was estimated that half of them were still injured. They just hung their last breath.

Unfortunately, there is only one mortar. It would be great if there were two.

Seeing that the suspension bridge was not laid so quickly, Yang Yue entered the 026 logistics warehouse to continue training.

No matter how ravaged I treat him as my first love.

"Today's special training begins!" Lao Hei's voice suddenly came.

Without thinking, Yang Yue's first reaction was to lie down.

Grass, another 155mm howitzer!

However, he thought it too simple.

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

A shrill scream came from the air, as if the cotton cloth was torn apart.

Yang Yue immediately became a silly.

Dizzy!

This is the sound of a rocket launcher!

Do you want to play so much that you actually dispatch rocket launchers to deal with me?

What's the big caliber of the special one? The sound is so terrifying?

"This is a domestically produced Type 03 300mm long-range rocket launcher." Lao Hei replied slowly, "One shell is worth 300,000 yuan. You made a profit."

"I..." Yang Yue felt his throat sweet and he almost vomited blood.

Did I still make money?

I made a fortune!

You didn't give me a rocket! You're using rockets to hit me!

A rocket launcher with a caliber of 300mm!

You can kill yourself with just one shot!

What's more, it's a vast array of shells? One volley can cover hundreds of thousands of square meters!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Sure enough, a deafening explosion came.

Yang Yue had not had time to react and died gorgeously.

The rocket launcher covers all the areas around the front, back, left and right. Where can he hide? Even if he is invisible, he will be killed.

depressed.

I feel unwilling.

Since the rocket launcher has already come out, there are no other weapons, right?

Rocket launchers are the most intense firepower, right?

If the Japanese encountered such firepower, they would probably have lost half of the team if a volley shot was gone.

"Not." Lao Hei replied calmly.

"What else?" Yang Yue gritted his teeth hard.

"There are also tactical nuclear warheads. Aviation bombs above 500 kilograms, cloud explosion bombs, napalm bombs, temperature-pressure bombs, ground-based bombs..."

"ah……"

Yang Yue finally vomited blood.

I feel like I have become a little white rabbit! The little white rabbit who has been repeatedly blown to death.

I am just a mortal. Do I need to use so many killing weapons?

I want to protest...

However, it is invalid.

Resurrection in full state. The special training continues.

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

Another overwhelming rocket fell.

There was almost no reaction, and the slag that was blown was gone.

well……

have no choice……

Novice just has no human rights!

Blow it!

Blow it!
To be continued...