Hansen, who was lying next to Zhang Sixing, rubbed his hands excitedly while looking at the group of heavy artillery pieces, and giggled in a low voice, "Haha".
Zhang Sixing, who was holding a telescope, also saw the Japanese heavy artillery position. The cannons under the camouflage nets looked like giants. At this moment, there were no heavy artillery, and they sprayed long tongues of fire into the sky.
Although only one salvo was fired, this did not prevent Zhang Sixing from finding their heavy artillery position.
"These guys are really stupid. They are still bombarding the position in front. If it weren't for the sound of artillery, we wouldn't be able to find it here?"
The previous battle went smoothly, which made Hansen very excited, but then he started to complain.
"Sir, it's really terrible... I never thought it would be so cold here in winter, sir... You are shaking too, even harder than me. Sir, do you want me to lie on top of you..."
"If you dare to lie on me, I will kill you. That's where you belong..."
Looking at the heavy artillery pieces holding their heads high under the camouflage net in the rainy night, Zhang Sixing always felt a sense of disobedience.
In the dark night, large-caliber artillery will not fire unless necessary. After all, the muzzle flash at night can be seen from a long distance, unless you want to engage in an artillery battle with the opponent's heavy artillery.
Of course, the Chinese Guo Army did not have heavy artillery for counterattack, and those who did were reluctant to open fire on rainy nights to expose their targets. In terms of the number of heavy artillery alone, the Guo Army gunners did not have the confidence to engage in a confrontation with Japanese heavy artillery.
Hansen didn't take it seriously after being criticized by Zhang Sixing. Instead, he asked quietly,
"Sir, we've been watching for a long time. Let's go up. The Japanese must not have noticed us. They rushed up and blew up the cannon. We can go home and sleep early. It's really freezing and choking. Look..."
Zhang Sixing, who had been observing the Japanese heavy artillery position with a sniper rifle, said softly,
"Okay, then go ahead and let me see how you were beaten to death by the Japanese."
Hansen, who had relaxed his vigilance somewhat, was startled. He also held up a telescope and observed for a long time, but he could not see any tricks on the Japanese.
"Sir, are you sure this is a trap?"
"Hmph, think about it, if it was to fight our night attack, they actually used heavy artillery. What kind of intentions did they have?"
"Then we just watch like this?"
Hansen asked puzzledly. With the wisdom of a European, he could no longer imagine what Zhang Sixing planned to do.
They attacked the Japanese guard group in front, turned on the lights to mark the position, and finally attracted a burst of heavy artillery bombardment. The punishment battalion that was cleaning the battlefield during the bombardment left, not even for five minutes.
To this day Hansen still can't figure out why the Japanese didn't bombard them with heavy artillery when they first saw the lights.
But if you think about it more carefully, the Japanese soldiers who escaped from the offensive tear gas eggs at that time should not have fled to the back. The Japanese were worried that a burst of heavy artillery would come down and hit a brigade of Japanese soldiers there.
So now, Zhang Sixing brought them here, and there was only a reconnaissance sniper team. That guy Lu Feizhang took the reconnaissance battalion and didn't know where to send Zhang Sixing.
However, under the strict and severe confidentiality regulations, Hansen did not ask, because Zhang Sixing had already said that the less you know, the less likely it is to leak the secret when captured.
There are only a few groups of the sniper reconnaissance team here, with a total of about ten people. That's okay. They all have sniper rifles and carry explosives with them. It's not difficult to sneak in at night to install time bombs on the cannons.
However, the commander doesn't seem to mean that. After all, infiltrating under the protection and sniping of snipers is not very familiar to everyone. And if such a mission is performed at night, it is very likely that neither the infiltrator nor the sniper will be able to escape.
After all, at night, and it is a night with light rain, no matter how small the muzzle flash is, it cannot escape the enemy's observation.
After thinking for a while, Hansen couldn't figure it out. He approached Zhang Sixing again and asked quietly,
"Sir, what should we do?"
"What should I do? Just wait and see."
After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure it out, so I couldn't help but raise my telescope and look at the Japanese heavy artillery position. After looking for a long time, I still didn't expect to understand why I was lying here and how long I was going to lie down.
"Sir, after looking at it for a long time, you can see something."
"You are such an idiot. I think this is probably a trap. The reason for using heavy artillery to set up a trap is that when we attack the 101st Division, we first take out their heavy artillery."
Hearing what Zhang Sixing said, Hansen seemed to understand something and continued,
"Yes, sir, you just like to fight other people's artillery. We were at Sihang Warehouse, and later when we were working with the 101st Division, I guessed it."
"Okay, then tell me, what would you do if you guessed it?"
There was nothing to do for a while. Zhang Sixing looked at his watch. The appointed time was still early, so there was nothing wrong with giving Hansen a lesson.
"There's no need to ask, of course I'll fire cannons to lure you over, and then..."
At this, Zhang Sixing let out a low laugh in the darkness,
"Haha, silly boy, you understand, right? That's the problem. And we keep attacking others, and we always have to think about others using our tricks to trick us."
"Then I don't understand. Are they just spending time with us?"
Hansen is not stupid, he is mainly lazy, and like Zhang Sixing who was criticized by the teacher when he was a child,
"This baby is in good spirits, but his heart is not in the right place."
"Yeah, wait, they must have ambushed the troops and dug foxholes. Although it's cold in the rain, it's warmer than us with a tarp or raincoat on top."
It was obvious that Hansen was trembling, and his voice was slightly trembling.
"Sir, you can see that this is a trap, so why don't we just leave and lie there in the cold?"
"Who told you we'd just lie here and suffer the cold? Do you want to know where Lu Feizhang and the others went?"
"No, the less you know, the safer you will be if you are captured."
Without even thinking about it, Hansen shouted back.
"Hmph, you are quite vigilant. Don't worry, you have no chance of being captured. At least this time, if you are captured, I will shoot you in the head."
"Why, why."
His tone was full of grievance. If he could, he would... He wouldn't do anything. He couldn't beat Zhang Sixing anyway.
"You know too much, so... look at the clock and call me at three o'clock in the morning."
After saying this, he stretched his arms in front of him, put his head up on the pillow, and his breathing gradually became even.
"No, it's such a cold day..."
Looking at the watch, it was already one o'clock at midnight. Hansen whispered again,
"Sir, yesterday afternoon I was dragging two cannons all over the mountain. Sir, when you tell me, I was a little sleepy... There are still two hours left. How about you and I keep watch for an hour? And... it's so cold, sir.
If you sleep at night, you will get sick."
Zhang Sixing, who was lying in his arms, whispered,
"Huh, back to the command post in the afternoon, if you hadn't been chatting with two girls, you would be so sleepy now. On the battlefield, you can catch up on sleep when you have some time, don't you understand?"