The blind man Cheng was so arrogant that he asked hurriedly: "How many Japanese are there?"

"It seems that there should be more than 200 people!" the soldier responded.

The blind man Cheng's heart skipped a beat. It was not good, but he did not make a decision on his own. Instead, he looked at the brigade commander and asked:

"Braft Commander, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? Assemble the troops and beat him up!" Li Yunlong said with all his spits and asked to answer.

The brigade commander ignored Li Yunlong, shook his head and said, "The Japanese assembled the troops yesterday, but they didn't expect that they would come so soon."

"We also decided to bomb the Japanese in advance. This group of Japanese devils came prepared. I'm afraid they were also rat pulling wooden wedges, with a big head behind them, so we must not fight with Japanese devils head-on now!"

Immediately, the brigade commander asked the Eighth Route Army soldiers who conveyed the news: "How far is the Japanese?"

"It's only four or five kilometers away, and is moving quickly towards us!"

The brigade commander nodded and said to Cheng Xiazi: "The troops in his life will be transferred to the back mountain immediately, choose a suitable location, and then block the Japanese!"

"Yes!" Cheng Xiazi responded.

In a short while, the 772nd Regiment all moved to the back mountain, and lies in ambush from a high place, waiting for the Japanese to come to the door.

Li Yunlong looked at the weapons and equipment of the 772nd Regiment and drooled all over the floor.

What is the official? These are all side dishes. Czech light machine guns can be said to have one in one platoon, and Maxim heavy machine guns also have eight or nine.

The most important thing is that on a high ground, Cheng Xiaozi directed his subordinates to pull out two legal 75mm mountain cannons!

If it weren't for the shame, Li Yunlong would have rushed to the artillery position and took a good look at these two mountain cannons.

This is the Italian cannon that Li Yunlong thought about day and night!

"Damn it, I never dreamed that this kid, Blind Cheng, had so much firepower!"

"I thought my new ball was already rich. Compared with blind Cheng, he was so fucking...!"

Li Yunlong looked at the 772nd Regiment on the position and kept cursing and indignant.

Wang Yu smiled and said, "Captain, who told Commander Cheng to be close to the brigade headquarters? This is called getting the moon first when approaching the water tower!"

"Besides, the 772nd Regiment is a united force. Whether it is the new Regiment or the independent Regiment, it is at best a supplementary Regiment and a reserve Regiment."

"If the 771st Regiment had not left the 386th Brigade and was transferred to the 4th Brigade, I'm afraid our regiment would still be in the rear as a reserve regiment!"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong curled his lips and said disdainfully: "That's an old saying. Now, who doesn't know my new group in the entire 386th Brigade? But just now, I'm fine. I'm not going to have anything to do, and I've thrown the poor and innocent independent group to me again!"

"If the New First Regiment was here, only 200 Japanese devils would have pounced on him and destroyed him!"

At this moment, the brigade commander and Cheng Xiaozi walked over from a distance.

"Li Yunlong, what are you talking about again?" The brigade commander said angrily, obviously hearing Li Yunlong's complaints.

Li Yunlong originally had a tense face, but now he changed his color and said flatteringly:

"Brig Commander, isn't this a discussion about the heavy machine gun you promised to give me? You see, I'm fine now, give me that heavy machine gun quickly, I can go back!"

The brigade commander smiled with white teeth and said, "If you want a heavy machine gun, it's okay, but you have to wait until you finish this battle!"

Before he could finish his words, two cannons rang out from the mountain.

Boom boom!

The shells flew up and landed straight on the position of the 772nd Regiment, exploding with a bang.

"It's broken, these two hundred Japanese devils actually have cannons!"

The blind man Cheng suddenly changed his expression, then he raised his telescope and looked at the open space of the house at the foot of the mountain. Two 92-style infantrymen ran to the dark entrance of the cave and faced the back mountain.

Immediately afterwards, two more shells flew to the position!

"Go and tell the artillery to shoot the Japanese cannons!"

Xia Zi Cheng said to the messenger beside him.

Soon, two mountain-crossing cannons from the 772nd Regiment aimed at the 92nd Infantry cannon at the foot of the mountain. "Boom" means two cannons!

The shells landed fifty or sixty meters away from the Japanese artillery position and did not hit the target.

"Oh, Zhang Xiaozi Cheng, what kind of artillery are you? The Japanese cannons are almost in front of you!"

Looking at the shells that did not hit the target, Li Yunlong cursed in anger.

The blind man Cheng curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Li Yunlong, you don't feel hurt when you stand and speak. Do you know how difficult it is to find a hand artillery? I'm picked out from the entire regiment, and I'm afraid there will be no more people in the entire brigade!"

"Yes, your independent regiment doesn't even have a grenade launcher, so you don't need artillery at all, so naturally you don't know how precious artillery is!"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong was about to get angry, but then he thought about it and laughed again, saying:

"Oh, what if you are blind man Cheng, I will be better than the artillery you pick out!"

The blind man Cheng snorted coldly disdainfully. Obviously, he thought that Li Yunlong's words were really belittled, so he did not speak, but raised his telescope and observed the Japanese artillery positions.

The two shells seemed to remind the Japanese that the 1992 infantry cannons were redirected and fired at the artillery position.

Boom! Boom!

The two shells landed within twenty meters of the 772nd Regiment's artillery position, and more than a dozen artillery soldiers instantly formed a group of random weapons.

The accuracy of the Japanese artillery is a glimpse of it!

Li Yunlong, behind the cover, slapped a sandbag, glared at Wang Chengzhu behind him, and said loudly:

"Wang Chengzhu, go and open your eyes to the brigade commander and Commander Cheng!"

"yes!"

Wang Chengzhu was always itchy when he looked at the two Italian cannons. Although he had never fired such a large caliber, as an artillery, his innate consciousness told him that this thing was not difficult.

At this moment, when Li Yunlong said this, he showed joy on his face, jumped out of the bunker, and ran to the artillery position with his waist.

The Japanese 92 Infantry Cannon was two more shells, and it landed accurately on the artillery position again. One of the mountain-crossing cannons was instantly overturned by the shells!

Looking at the artillery soldiers of the 772nd Regiment, Wang Yu couldn't help but shake his head and sighed.

The Eighth Route Army not only had backward equipment, but also lacked corresponding troops. When the artillery was operating the mountain cannon, it not only had extremely poor accuracy, but also had extremely slow aiming and firing speed, which was completely inferior to the Japanese army.

However, this situation is understandable. After all, the Eighth Route Army lacks resources, and artillery shells are even more precious as powerful ammunition. It is impossible for artillery soldiers to practice in one drill. They can only slowly explore and summarize their experience in actual combat.

In this context, it is already commendable that artillery soldiers with little practical experience can accurately hit within fifty or sixty meters of the target.

If it is placed under equal training conditions, the artillery of the Eighth Route Army may not be worse than that of the Japanese.
Chapter completed!