Hu Biao was holding a large walkie-talkie in his hand that was two sizes larger than the legendary portable mobile phone and could kill people, and he was talking to someone.
The recipients of the call are, of course, Yang Dongli and others who are currently still in Hengyang City.
The sound of cannons coming from Bajia Ridge was faintly heard by Yang Dongli and others who were staying in the city, and they contacted them worriedly early in the morning.
The specific model of the gadget in Hu Biao's hand is the SCR-536 walkie-talkie developed by Motorola that can often be seen in the hands of soldiers in many World War II-themed movies.
Because this model of walkie-talkie was developed as early as 1942, it was successfully brought over by fake foreign devils this time.
The weight of this thing is a bit heavier, but it can still barely solve the communication problem between the two teams within the team at short distances.
The only problem is that the theoretical communication range of this thing is 10 miles.
However, in actual operation, such a distance is often not reached, and even half of it is somewhat reluctant.
No! In the current call between the two, the poor call quality made Hu Biao, who was accustomed to modern 5G communications, very uncomfortable.
"Hey, can you hear me clearly?"
From the opposite side of Yang Dongli, even if he raised his voice, the sound was severely distorted and somewhat inaudible.
"Wait a minute, let me look for a signal first." Holding the longest mobile phone with the wire in his hand, Hu Biao looked around for a place with a better signal just like he used PHS in the early years.
As a result, after walking almost once on the entire mountain, I discovered that the signal would be slightly better if I squatted on a stone the size of a millstone.
So Hu Biao squatted on such a rock and just managed to communicate with Yang Dongli.
Then, the two of them had a conversation, almost shouting.
In such a call, Yang Dongli first reported to Hu Biao their work results yesterday and today's work plan.
After saying this, he asked with some concern:
"Lao Hu, can you stand it?
How about I ask the warehouse manager and the translator to come over, and they can also bring some bulletproof inserts? I just met some engineering brothers from the 8th Regiment of the 3rd Division today, so I can ask them to help process them as soon as possible?"
"No need." Hu Biao thought for a moment in his head and gave the answer.
"If you stay in the city, you can play a greater role, and our work here is relatively easy now." When he said this, it seemed to give Yang Dongli peace of mind.
Hu Biao started to brag or show off:
"Just two hours ago, we repelled an attack by the Songshan detachment; let me tell you, the Japs in those special field forces have extremely strong fighting qualities and a strong will to fight.
But so what? We didn't kill more than a hundred people, but we were repelled in such an embarrassing manner, and we haven't launched a follow-up attack until now.
That is to say, the trouble with the Japanese snipers, grenade launchers, and Type 92 infantry artillery has made it impossible for us to continue to clean the battlefield, and many good things cannot be obtained."
Upon hearing this, Yang Dongli, a bag-licking maniac, almost came over to clean up the battlefield himself under such stimulation, regardless of risk.
Fortunately, Hu Biao repeatedly persuaded and guaranteed.
It was guaranteed that all kinds of captured weapons would be left with him at a certain time, so that he would not suffer any loss.
Yang Dongli was the one who gave up on the decision of not caring about anything and coming here to lick the bag.
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After chatting for an hour and hanging up the call, Hu Biao put away the antenna of the Motorola walkie-talkie in his hand.
Suddenly, after hearing something faintly in my ears, I couldn't help but change my face.
He yelled crazily: "Bombardment, everyone takes cover immediately~"
Damn it! I just had a bragging match with Yang Dongli, so the Japanese have been slapped in the face? They have been silent for such a long time. It turns out they are preparing artillery support.
With such an idea in mind, Hu Biao grabbed a boy from the 9th Company of the Guo Army, who he saw was a new recruit, and ran towards the nearest artillery hole.
It can be seen from the fluffy corners of this young man's mouth that it is difficult for him to be 15 years old. He was completely frightened by the sharp sound of cannons in the air.
Hu Biaocai took one of his arms and got into the nearest shell-proof hole. The two of them reluctantly squeezed into the narrow shell-proof hole.
A 70mm caliber artillery shell landed right next to the young man.
If Hu Biao hadn't taken action at the critical moment, he would have been completely reimbursed now...
The Japanese suddenly launched such a bombardment, and to Hu Biao, that was all.
Because based on his experience with many Japanese bombardments, the weapons currently used by the Japanese are some 70 mm caliber Type 92 infantry cannons.
In terms of scale, it is only 6 doors.
Therefore, after he was confident that the shell-proof hole he had built himself would be fine even if it was hit directly under such a bombardment, Hu Biao's attitude was quite stable.
He was even in a mood, so he reached out and quickly picked up a burning branch from the trench outside the bombhole, lit a cigarette in his mouth, and stuffed it directly into the young man's mouth.
By the way, he asked in a comforting way:
"Little brother, where are you from? Don't be afraid. This kind of small cannon is useless as long as it is well concealed. It will be fine."
The main reason why Hu Biao spoke like this was because his face was pale and his legs were shaking so much. Veterans were afraid of machine guns and recruits were afraid of artillery. It was normal, and Hu Biao could completely understand.
After instinctively opening his mouth to take Hu Biao's cigarette, the little brother said:
"Wang Fu, from Shanxi."
Just when Hu Biao was surprised as to why a young man from Shanxi actually ran so far, the young man who had just taken a puff of cigarette started coughing violently.
At the same time, the five rookies including Po Luo and other personnel were now hiding in the anti-gun holes on the reverse slope.
At the front-line position, apart from Hu Biao and others who were hiding nearby, only Fei Falcon and Fat Zhi were on guard with binoculars, and everyone else was on the safer reverse slope.
Therefore, during the bombardment of the Type 92 infantry artillery, these five rookies behaved relatively calmly.
Of course, after experiencing the bombardment for the first time, they still couldn't be as calm as the veterans. Veterans such as Jason, Xiling, Original Sin, etc. now all leaned their backs against the cave wall.
When the bursts of gunfire came, these people even grunted heavily, one after another.
However, all the rookies were a little panicked, and they all made some small movements to show their nervousness.
Like the ashtray, let alone smoking one cigarette every 10 minutes as he introduced himself.
He is simply getting one stick after another, and the smoke is coming out of his nostrils, and it seems that it never stops.
In other words, Hu Biao and the others seized a lot of cigarettes, otherwise just such a product could consume a large part of their inventory.
What they don't know right now is that Hu Biao is hiding in the shell-proof cave.
About 1.5 kilometers away, in addition to the six Type 92 infantry guns that were still firing continuously, there was another Japs from an organic squadron, already trotting towards the foot of the mountain.
Continuous offensive failures, coupled with the loss of almost a squadron of men, almost made Matsuyama Keisuke, a Japanese, crazy.
You know! These subordinates are elite veterans specially selected from many troops.
Every soldier from the Songshan detachment is released and placed in other troops. At least they can get a grassroots non-commissioned officer such as a sergeant or a commander.
In the current island country, where the number of veterans is seriously insufficient, these soldiers are particularly precious.
Anyway, he had made up his mind, even if he suffered a bloody blow, he would bite down Bajia Ridge and kill the defenders one by one with his own hands with a command knife, in order to extinguish the huge anger in his heart.