If you are not sure, you may be able to blow it up, or you may not. Meng Youtian did not have much confidence in the black gunpowder bomb, but this was not the time to say despair.

Gu Qingshan also saw that Meng Youtian was unsure, so he smiled and comforted, "What are you afraid of? I have fought all the big and bad battles, and these enemies who resisted stubbornly still take them into our eyes? Now, the enemy is surrounded by groups and the morale of the army is in chaos. Do you still don't believe that those Imperial Army can really work hard to the end?"

"Yes, the political offensive and the bombardment of lightning will scare them to death." Captain Zhang smiled and patted Meng Youtian on the shoulder, saying, "Call them first, and then give them two shots. Which stubborn person dares to stay in the living coffin?"

This is indeed a good idea. When the enemy is facing a desperate situation, the mentality of the Imperial Army should change. If you bombard and deterrent, even if the cannon tower cannot be destroyed, it may force the Imperial Army to turn against each other. Meng Youtian nodded repeatedly, preparing for both hands. If it doesn't work, he will think of other ways, and he may have to fight for the people and rush up.

Not long after, a sound came from outside the stronghold, "Brothers, don't work hard for the Japanese. I am Li Guang, and I was dumped by the Japanese when I was injured. The Eighth Route Army treated prisoners with preferential treatment. I am living here well, and many injured brothers have also been treated."

The panicked Imperial Army soldiers in the artillery tower looked at each other and listened to the persuasion that came with the wind.

"I am Zhang Gouzi, the Eighth Route Army is very nice to us." Another loud voice shouted, "All the Japanese have been eliminated. Those who cannot defend here can stop. Don't use the Japanese as guns or cannon fodder. As long as you come here anyway, those who are willing to stay can participate in the Eighth Route Army's fight against the Japanese. Those who want to leave can pay the travel fee to go home."

"The Eighth Route Army has cannons. If you blast the cannons for a while, it will be too late to regret it." Li Guang continued to shout: "Just seize the opportunity anyway. There are people from the Eighth Route Army from all directions, all Chinese, so it will not be difficult for the brothers."

"If you have the courage, you will kill the Japanese. You will be rewarded for making meritorious service. It will be enough for the brothers to go home and get married and live a life of their wives."

"There is no good result to follow the Japanese. The Japanese don't treat us as human beings. When fighting, they can fill in their lives. When they run away, they will leave it alone."

"The family is waiting for us to return safely. Think about the dead brothers. The devils regarded a dead dog. Or the Eighth Route Army buried it and did not allow the wild dogs to tear it."

"Look at how many Japanese devils still have? Is three or two Japanese devils scared everyone? Brothers, be more careful, why do you listen to the gods and die in vain?"

"The Eighth Route Army's cannons are so powerful. The artillery towers of Lianggangzhuang, Xiaolouzhuang, and Kangjiazhai have all been destroyed. Brothers, don't wait to die in the living coffin!"

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The shouting stopped after a few minutes, and after a while, it rang again in the other direction.

"Taijun, this won't work!" The Japanese translator came to the Japanese officer and said worriedly: "Send someone to beat them away, otherwise the morale of the army will be unstable." Others can escape and surrender, but he dare not. He has done too much evil and does not expect to be forgiven.

"How to fight?" the Japanese officer asked with a gloomy face: "There are many enemies, and there is still hope to stick to it. If you go out, you will be dead."

"But..." The Japanese translator opened his mouth and realized that this method was not feasible. Oshima almost tried his best to attack. There was not even a mortar left in the stronghold. There were grenade launchers, but they couldn't hit that far, and they might not be able to hit accurately in the dark.

"Come trustworthy people, let them take care of the soldiers, and do not allow them to discuss privately, and fight with each other." The Japanese officer waved his hand to signal the interpreter to walk away.

The Imperial Army is unreliable, but now he has no good idea. If there are enough Japanese soldiers, it can effectively deter and prevent abnormal movements of the Imperial Army soldiers. But now there are only three or four people who will be hard when the situation is so unfavorable? That is absolutely impossible, and it can only be barely maintained.

The propaganda was shouted for a while and stopped for a while, but there was no abnormal movement in the artillery tower, and bullets were fired from time to time from time to time.

"Damn it, I really don't cry until I see the coffin." Captain Zhang stomped his feet impatiently and cursed: "But three or four Japanese, dozens of people dare not move. They are really a group of soft eggs."

"We have to let others discuss and connect!" Gu Qingshan said this, and he was unsure. He pondered for a moment and said, "It's time for Arita to come to the village. Let them shoot a shot and shock this group of stubborn elements."

"It's better to blow the artillery tower down in an instant, so as to avoid wasting spit. I'll go to command and attack if I have the chance." Captain Zhang turned around and left.

The matter is as Gu Qingshan said. The Imperial Army in the artillery tower is already scattered, but under the power of the Japanese, they dare not make any big moves. They are just talking secretly and discussing solutions. People do not leave without heads, and birds do not fly without heads. At this time, a leader is needed to take these sheep to resist several evil wolves. Or they need to stimulate the sheep to fight for their lives.

Meng Youtian and his gun team sneaked into the village from the tunnels that were snatched through, and hundreds of attacking teams also entered the position together. They approached the stronghold in a hidden way and set up the "Flying Thunder" cannon. Meng Youtian repeatedly measured the distance and measured the wind speed, observed the wind direction, and calculated the amount of the drug emitted to ensure that it was as accurate as possible.

When Captain Zhang arrived and issued a bombardment order, he was ready here. Meng Youtian slightly adjusted the direction and elevation angle of the "Flying Thunder" cannon for the last time, and led the members of the gun team to scatter and ignite the medicine line from afar.

"Boom!" The smoke immediately rose after the ejected gunpowder exploded. Then, the black shells flew towards the Japanese artillery tower. "Boom!" A earth-shaking loud noise, a bomb filled with a capacity of ten kilograms of black gunpowder bounced on the ground a few times, and exploded violently outside the artillery tower. In an instant, the earth-shattering, dust and garbage were flying all over the sky!

The enemies in the artillery tower were shattered in the center of the violent vibration, and almost all of them lost their hearing briefly. The dust and dust in the artillery tower fell, making people feel that the artillery tower was about to collapse and they were about to be buried.

"The artillery is on fire, and the Eighth Route Army finally fires the artillery tower and is about to collapse." An officer of the Imperial Army was so scared that he wanted to cry. After a while, he trembled his legs and barely got up. His ears were still buzzing, and his mind was not very good. He turned his eyes around, and the people around him were inexplicably frightened and slightly dull.

"Captain" a serviceman crawled over with a crying voice, "We, we are all going to be buried alive. I have a wife and my mother at home."

A burst of lamenting response, despair finally aroused the last ruthlessness of the Imperial Army officer. He gritted his teeth, waved his pistol, and shouted in a low voice: "Damn it, if you want to survive, you have to fight! What do you think?"

"Captain, I'll follow you." An Imperial Army removed the machine gun from the shooting hole and stared at it.

"I, I'll follow you too."

"And I."
Chapter completed!