In the channel wrapped in reeds, more than a dozen boats, under the command of Captain Zheng, were hidden in the dense reeds on both sides of the channel. The large lifting poles on each ship were also aligned with the channel at an angle of 45 degrees.
central.
This was not over yet. The men on two of the boats that did not have large lifting poles picked up sickles, went deep into the reed marsh, cut some green reeds, and scattered them on the calm channel. At the same time, there were several
A man smashed the two wooden piles he brought into the water on both sides of the channel, and stretched two thick iron wires between the two wooden piles.
It was also through the efforts of everyone in setting up traps that Wei Ran finally understood why Zhou Houpu disliked the pair of big lift poles on their boat before setting off, because as the mats on other boats were lifted, the big lift poles were exposed
, the largest inner diameter of the "muzzle" is probably no less than five centimeters in diameter, and even the smaller ones are generally more than three centimeters, which is more than half thicker than the one on their ship.
In addition to these homemade guns of different calibers and the homemade muskets carried by Uncle Hammer, their only weapons that can be regarded as regular are various hand grenades that almost everyone has, and a few box cannons.
, a few rifles that were obviously sent back by Weiran yesterday, and a few old sleeves made in Hebei Province, or a Japanese Golden Hook rifle of the same age, or even a Mosin Nagant that I don’t know where it came from.
Seeing that he seemed to be of little help, Wei Ran simply raised the camera that had been hanging around his neck and pointed it at Uncle Chui and Zhou Houpu who had started loading ammunition.
The two men were not stage frightened, and they cooperated skillfully with each other under Wei Ran's constant pressing of the shutter. One was responsible for slightly raising the muzzle of the gun, while the other used a horn funnel to pour a full bucket of black powder into the barrel of the gun.
After the large lift pole, which was nearly three meters long, was erected straight up and down, Uncle Chui picked up a broken piece of wood and knocked on the barrel, then put it down again and asked Zhou Houpu to fill in more than half a bucket of iron sand.
Stand it up again just like before to spread the iron sand evenly on the big lifting pole. After putting it down again, Zhou Houpu at the bow of the boat immediately used a thin bamboo pole to push the balled up rag head from the muzzle to the bottom and stuff it tightly.
Reality.
Quickly loading enough gunpowder and iron sand into the two large lifting poles, Zhou Houpu untied the bamboo tube fixed on the horn funnel with familiarity, filled it with gunpowder and put it into his pocket, and then operated
The boat retreated and quietly hid in the dense reeds.
At the instruction of Uncle Chui, Zhou Houpu dipped a piece of thick incense string into the black gunpowder. When Wei Ran hung the lunch box containing the gunpowder on the bamboo pole poked into the bottom of the water, he took out a match, lit it and gathered the string.
On the fragrant head.
With the help of a little gunpowder that had just been stained, the incense stick, which was as thick as a finger, was easily ignited, and the swirling smoke instantly drove away the raging mosquitoes around it.
As everyone completed their arrangements, the waterway that must be passed along the way from Zhaobeikou to the county seat also fell into silence. In the dense reed marsh, everyone waited with bated breath for the appearance of the prey.
Soon, the scorching sun began to set in the west, and the faint sound of engines could be heard from the direction of the open water connecting the channel.
Almost at the same time that everyone heard the sound, a vivid cormorant call reached everyone's ears from the direction where Captain Zheng was hiding.
"Disembarked"
Zhou Houpu, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly took out the small bamboo tube he had prepared in advance and poured the gunpowder inside around the fire eyes with wild goose feathers inserted into the tails of the two large lifting poles. Then he slipped silently from the boat into the water, only to
The hand holding the incense stick is exposed from the shoulder up and resting on the side of the boat.
On the other hand, Old Uncle Hammer at the stern did not get off the boat. Instead, he half-crouched at the stern and raised his earth-made shotgun.
Wei Ran, who was originally sitting on a big pole, saw this and quickly took off his camera, then jumped into the water deftly, holding the side of the boat with one hand and waiting quietly with a grenade in the other.
Soon, the sound of the engine became closer and closer, and the two steamboats were about twenty meters apart from each other and entered the channel that was just big enough to accommodate their hulls.
These two steamboats are not big, and their speed is pitifully slow. What's even more funny is that each of them has a wooden pole several meters high, with a basket tied to the top of the wooden pole.
In the baskets, there were also people dressed as puppet soldiers sitting in each basket, carefully observing the surrounding situation.
Just by looking at the horrified expressions on the faces of the two puppet soldiers, you can tell that this is definitely not a pleasant job.
Especially when they saw the reeds floating on the waterway, they stood up nervously holding on to the wooden poles. The person in charge of driving the boat also had to slow down the speed after seeing the reeds floating on the waterway.
The Japanese steamboat was propelled by a propeller. Although these scattered and floating reeds could not block their ship, they could easily get entangled in the propeller. The principle was not much different from that of kelp entangled submarines in later generations.
When the boat in front stops, the boat behind will naturally stop as well. As a result, the distance between the two boats is getting closer and closer due to the inertia of the steamboat.
Just as the first boat was about to be blocked by the thick wire between the two wooden piles under the water, the "sky-watching monkey" on the wooden pole noticed something strange!
However, just as he was about to raise his arm and point at the river opposite them, a Yanling team member carrying a golden hook rifle on a wooden boat that was previously responsible for setting traps immediately pulled the trigger! With this crisp sound
With the sound of gunshots, the puppet soldiers standing in the basket on top of the pole also fell down!
Before the puppet soldier fell into the water, a second gunshot followed and knocked down the lookout post on the other ship. Almost at the same time, Wei Ran also used incense to ignite two large lifting poles.
The pinch of gunpowder at the fire door, and when Uncle Hammer pulled the trigger of the earth-made shotgun, he held up the camera with one hand and pressed the shutter!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The original crisp shutter sound was completely covered up by a series of deafening rumblings, and large amounts of gunpowder smoke evaporated from the reeds on both sides of the channel, obscuring the enemy and our enemies.
The sight was also exchanged for the screams of the Japanese and puppet troops on the ship!
Driven by the huge recoil force, the row boat with the large lifting pole was pushed backwards and was blocked by the bamboo poles and dense reeds inserted in the stern in advance.
Before the smoke cleared, the surviving Japanese and puppet troops on the two steamboats also began to fight back randomly!
"Grenade!" Captain Zheng shouted, and immediately, a dozen grenades emitted smoke and flew in a parabola towards the two steamboats that had completely stopped!
When the Japanese and puppet troops who were fighting back saw the grenades whirling towards them, they suddenly became so scared that they no longer thought about shooting, and scrambled to jump from the boat into the water.
"Boom!"
After a series of dull explosions, the machine guns on the two ships that had just fired a few shots became mute. The Japanese and puppet soldiers who had survived the previous heavy lift blow were also muted. Even the engines of the two steamboats became mute.
Completely put out the fire.
At this time, Wei Ran had already taken out his pistol, and together with the rest of the team members, he repeatedly fired the trigger at the Japanese and puppet soldiers who had fallen into the water.
"Quick! Get on the boat!"
Zhou Houpu had climbed onto the boat at some point, and was anxiously shouting at Wei Ran, who was still holding the boat and firing continuously.
Waiting for him to flip into the cabin neatly, Uncle Chui used a bamboo pole at the stern to exert force, while Zhou Houpu shook the oar desperately. Wei Ran had already wiped off the water stains on his hands and picked up the camera again, looking at the two steamboats.
And the dozens of platoon boats swarming around him pressed the shutter repeatedly.
Seeing that the wooden boat under his feet had come close, Wei Ran grabbed the edge of the steamboat with both hands and jumped on board with Zhou Houpu, Captain Zheng and others one after another.
"Captain, I found a living creature with a command knife!" A rather stocky Chinese character opened a sack in the cabin and shouted in surprise.
After hearing the words, everyone hurried over and saw a little devil huddled in the corner in the dark cabin, shouting something, and his crotch was already wet with incontinent urine.
"First remove his knife, and then tie him up firmly!" Captain Zheng ordered with the box cannon in one hand and his hand on his waist.
Hearing this, the stocky man snatched the command knife from the opponent's arms, and then took off the weapon on his body. He roughly pinched the opponent's chin and turned his big face with a beard like nose hair towards his face.
I looked at the bright light at the cabin door and said, "It's this beast! It was the one who burned the reed field in our house last year with his little devils!"
"Uncle He, I tied him up for you!"
Zhou Houpu got into the cabin before he finished speaking. He raised his hand to rub and push the Japs shoulder. Then everyone inside and outside the cabin heard a series of crisp and tooth-piercing clicks. And the Japs, who had originally looked frightened, also
A howl followed.
"I almost forgot that Magnolia officinalis is also following me."
The stocky man shook the little devil's dislocated hands and said, "This is really indispensable. I don't have to tie it up. Houpu, you have to teach me how to do it later."
"Does this still require teaching?"
Amidst the screams of the little devil, Zhou Houpu slowly and deliberately restored the dislocated joint of one of his arms, and then similarly slowly demonstrated his actions just now.
It wasn't until the frightened Jaap fainted from the pain that his eyes were so painful that Captain Zheng, who was standing at the cabin door, said, "Okay, take this little Jag back. The others quickly picked up useful things and took them away.
Then he chiseled the ship!"
Everyone responded loudly and started cleaning the battlefield while talking and laughing.
Soon, each rifle, each magazine, and even anything in the cabin that seemed to be used was carried to the boat and covered with mats. Even the weapons on the bodies that sank to the bottom of the water.
, and all of them were fished out one by one by the Yanling team members who dived into the water.
