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Chapter 9 Sounds like a good plan

"Let's talk about it, let's see if there is any good way to get rid of this damn thing in front of us. Needless to say, give me a 99A and drive it over and knock it out with one shot. This is not an old thing with five pairs of road wheels.

Not even 59?

Everyone's lives are at stake, so everyone should express some of their more reliable ideas; as the old saying goes, three cobblers can stand up to one Zhuge Liang!"

When everyone sat around again, imitating those serious postures in movies, Yang Dongli, codenamed Staff Officer, made an opening statement with a smile on his face.

Even though he had already determined in his heart, this mission was very cheating.

If it were changed to a modern dimension, this fixed turret target would be a living target and coffin under the attack of drones, rocket launchers, and various artillery.

But now, this piece of shit is just a turtle shell with nowhere to bite and an appalling hardness.

But in order to complete the task, he could only try his best to maintain a relaxed appearance and not let everyone's morale drop.

Unexpectedly, he originally thought it would be a silent meeting, but after his opening remarks, many netizens immediately became excited.

All kinds of good-sounding suggestions were put forward from their own mouths, and finally an action plan that seemed to be quite good was formed.

First of all, Xiao Pingtou Yuan Sin started shouting, and his mood was a little excited:

"Brothers, let me tell you my personal opinion first! Due to limited time, the trick of luring snakes out of their holes probably cannot be used; the method of digging a circle of trenches and trapping them is also a bit unreliable.

Mainly I thought that at such a late night, even if something was wrong outside, the Japanese and puppet soldiers would just brace themselves and huddle inside to defend.

Only after daybreak will they go out together to see the situation. By then it will be too late.

Therefore, the best result when we take action is to be able to approach the gun towers without anyone noticing, and then use explosive packs and thorn mines to send them directly to the sky.

Of course, when it comes to taking action, it will never be so easy, and it is very likely that everyone will be discovered halfway; so now we are discussing what good methods can be used when we really attack by force."

"It makes sense! Since we can't lure the snake out of its hole, we can only think about how to attack, and we have to prepare many ways to deal with different situations."

Yang Dongli nodded, fully agreeing with this point.

In the following time, without waiting for him to praise Xiao Pingtou Original Sin in public, he made such a speech with the intention of winning over the target.

Soon after, more suggestions that at least sounded like that came out from the mouths of netizens.

A middle-aged netizen codenamed Master Xiongnu started to suggest:

"Before taking action, we might as well dig a trench as close as possible secretly, and dig as long as we can before launching an attack.

In this way, when approaching the gun tower, it would be better if we are not discovered. If we are discovered by the Japanese, we can at least reduce the charging distance between the starting position and the gun tower."

After hearing this, Yang Dongli became even more happy, and immediately made the first point:

"That's a very good suggestion. Brother, you should be responsible for digging trenches."

This appointment was mainly because he remembered that in his previous self-introduction, the Hun Master claimed to be a civil engineering graduate from Harbin Institute of Technology.

It can be said that it is very appropriate for him to be responsible for such a job.

Sure enough, in response to Yu Yang Dongli's suggestion, other netizens did not make any sense and continued to speak enthusiastically.

"Yes! When approaching the gun tower, try not to let the Japanese discover it, but if they do find it, it doesn't matter much. We have arranged suppressive firepower in advance and thrown grenades for cover.

The soldiers of our army used this method and tactics back then; after finally getting close, they could still use fire attacks and smoke to choke these bastards to death."

"Let's do it this way. If we can outwit the best, if not, I won't give up.

It is best to launch an attack at 4:30, when the human body is most exhausted. A few Hanyangs will provide fire cover, and the remaining people will charge in a three-and-three formation and rush forward to fight the Japanese."

In this way, an action plan that combined the wisdom of a large number of netizens and seemed to be reliable was gradually formed.

The process of easy birth was completely beyond Yang Dongli's imagination.

Especially the young man whose codename was Xi Ling and who reported that his family was Northeast Bank. While vigorously waving the Hanyang bayonet in his hand, he shouted emotionally:

“When I sleep with a knife on my back, I wish I had been born 60 years earlier. We Northeasterners all hate these little devils.

That is to say, brother, I was born late for many years and I didn’t catch up with it. Finally, I happened to meet it this time. I will definitely do my best not to embarrass the Northeastern gentlemen."

As soon as this sentence came out, many netizens at the scene were a little unhappy.

"What are you talking about? We, Brother Pao, will never have loose stools. If you Northeast Bankers are not afraid, are we afraid?"

In short, as the meeting progressed, Yang Dongli was a little confused at first when he saw those guys blushing and salivating.

He really didn't understand why these guys who couldn't beat a fart with three sticks when they first crossed over suddenly became excited.

Hu Biao, who was squatting aside, suddenly realized something:

What are the things that modern netizens, especially those who are military fans, are best at? Of course it’s talk, and none of them can be said eloquently.

This kind of making plans with their mouths is completely their strength.

And for these Japanese soldiers, who grew up under the flag, every one of them hates them to the point of their teeth, and they naturally have their own mobilization and passionate buffs.

The problem is that in actual operation, these plans that sound pretty good; and these netizens who are like chicken blood, what is the result?

Regarding this point, to be honest! Hu Biao is not so sure.

*****

At 2:11 in the middle of the night, there are still 9 hours and 12 minutes left before the specified end time of the task.

That Zhuge Liang meeting was finally over.

Even later, this group of netizens who were summoned from the modern plane divided their labor according to the conclusions of the meeting and started their own different tasks and preparations.

This division of labor probably looks like this.

First, Xiao Pingtou Yuan Sin, Xi Ling and other five veterans formed a fire support team. These people carry the main combat power made by Hanyang and do not need to participate in subsequent labor.

They just lay down in the grass on the small mound, while vigilant and observing the situation in the turret, while getting familiar with the antique equipment in their hands.

You can't actually shoot, but you have to be proficient in how to shoot and aim.

This is to allow them to maintain their physical strength as much as possible before the war begins.

Because when the fighting breaks out, the Hanyang-made rifles in the hands of these people will play a key role in suppressing firepower.

Second, Master Xiongnu, who claimed to have graduated from civil engineering, commanded Jason and other 14 netizens to temporarily form a construction team.

They needed to be gentle with their hands and feet, and quietly moved to the edge of the grass, five or six hundred meters away from the gun tower, and began digging trenches.

Since there are no serious tools, they can only use some substitutes.

For example, trenches can be dug using large blades, bayonets, or even hands.

Use the big trousers with the trouser legs fastened to act as bags to hold the excavated soil, transport it all the way to a later place, and dump the excess soil.

Anyway, they are a group of gentlemen, and they are not shy in wearing shorts in front of others, but they are a little cold.

Third, 6 people including Xiao Huangmao Zhui Feng formed a logistics support team.

The reason why such a group appeared is what Yang Dongli thinks: for fire attack and smoke, you always need to prepare some firewood and key fire in advance, right?

In terms of firewood, there were quite a lot of dead branches and leaves in the grove, so it was enough to divide half of them and have three people responsible for collecting them.

Fire is a bit more troublesome, but there is a netizen named Fei Falcon who claims to have watched a lot of survival videos and has already mastered various fire-making skills.

Yang Dongli agreed very much with this, and happily handed over this matter to Fei Falcon, because in this way, it seemed that he could finally draw a piece of sand.

I repeatedly warned him that the light and smoke when lighting a fire should not attract the attention of the turret.

One of the last two people in the logistics team is a relatively flexible man. He needs to climb trees and pick enough wild pears for everyone to eat and drink.

Most of the people present here have developed the habit of staying up late and eating late night snacks.

Normally, I would lie down at home and practice cultivation at night. If I didn't eat something, I would feel uncomfortable all over. What's more, it was such a tired, cold, and hungry night.

They really need to eat something to comfort their poor stomachs and bodies, so that they can have enough physical strength and morale to fight a difficult battle.

The other person was wielding a large blade and cutting down and processing a long tree trunk.

The reason for doing this is the only request made by the netizen who is responsible for carrying out the charge of stabbing the thunder when accepting the task; the reason is very simple, the longer the wooden pole of the lightning is, the greater the possibility of surviving the explosion.

Fourth, there is the command team composed of Hu Biao, the staff officer, and the sick brother Swordsman.

In fact, there was only one person, staff officer Yang Dongli, bending his back and swinging around, directing the specific preparations of each team.

Even after a little time passed, this greasy man's waist became extremely sore, but he still tried hard to persevere.

However, Hu Biao and Swordsman, two burdens in everyone's eyes, actually serve no purpose.

Each of them carried a spear on his shoulder, and they were completely reduced to spectators.

In short, 2 hours and 19 minutes later, that is, at 4:30 in the morning, no matter how prepared they are, they will use the last little time before dawn to launch an attack.

Taking into account the gap in combat power between the two sides, it is estimated that this is the only opportunity to attack, and it can be regarded as a one-time transaction.

The problem is that soon after, these strong talkers discovered that they could talk about the relevant work clearly and clearly, and it seemed to be very simple.

But when you actually operate it, it will be more difficult...

PS: The character ‘Flying Falcon’ in this article was directly summoned by the author from netizen ‘Flying Falcon’ to play the role. If you don’t want to continue leaving the country, you can leave a message in the comment area.

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