Chapter 1 Oath (Seven Seconds)

The guerrillas also had a Type 97 infantry curved gun in their hands, but given that their portability and flexibility in mountain warfare are far less than grenade launchers and their ammunition supply is very difficult, they were left in the temporary camp and were not arranged to be put into use in this battle. However, now someone has delivered ready-made mortars and boxes of ammunition to the door. Of course, Zhang Songling would not be pretentious, and immediately adjusted his tactics and ordered his brothers to stop the team's retreating bandits' follow-up and pursuit, accumulate strength at the fourth level, deal with wounds, and wait for a better offensive opportunity.

"Yes." The brothers were already impressed by their young but wise and brave deputy captain, and agreed to spread the road on both sides of the mountain road to revitalize their strength. Zhang Songling looked up at the fifth pass, and called Zhao Tianlong, and ordered him to lead two fire support teams to establish machine gun positions to prevent the bandits from being beaten and counterattacked. Then he calmly walked to the 97 infantry squirting gun, and with the help of Zheng Xiaobao and others, he moved the base and adjusted the direction of the muzzle.

After adjusting the direction of the infantry cannon by 180 degrees, I found that the mortar's firing adjustment bracket was broken, and the shooting ruler had been rusted and blurred. No wonder the Japanese in the Black Stone Village became generous and rewarded Huang Beizi with the "heavy weapons" that were not even equipped in the hands of the Imperial Army. (Note 1)

However, these small flaws cannot help Zhang Songling. He has a solid foundation in mathematics. He has operated several different types of mortars in the Old No. 26 Special Service Regiment. He has long been familiar with the shooting principle of this most common frontline infantry fire support weapon. He frowned and thought for a few seconds, then directed Zheng Xiaobao and others to move several stone pieces of different sizes and thicknesses from nearby, and placed them under the cannon one by one. Then he selected an ordinary grenade from the ammunition box and quickly stuffed it into the muzzle.

"Swoosh." The firing sound of the Type 97 Infantry Crooked Cannon was very slight, but the initial speed of the shell was very fast. I saw a light flash of the cannon at the muzzle. After the fifth pass more than 300 meters away, a misty white snow mist had already risen. However, the location of the snow mist was a little far from the bandits' hiding place, and I couldn't do anything to these guys.

"Come again." Zhang Songling adjusted the thickness of the stone again and filled the second grenade with a muzzle. "Swoosh." Another whistle, the shell landed more than ten meters in front of the fifth pass, blowing up a pile of gravel and snow.

"Ping Ping Pong", "Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da", "Ping Ping Pong, Ping Pong" The trembling bandits who were originally hiding behind the fifth pass immediately became excited, pointing at the position of the 97-type infantry curved cannon, and they couldn't play around. Not only did the people in the parody, but the Tujiao Route Army could not play around with this high-end goods given by the Japanese. The two shells in front and behind were far away from everyone's heads, so there was no need to worry about the shells hitting their heads.

""Dada,Dada,Dadada,Dadada" "Everything,all,all,all" Zhao Tianlong commanded the two firepower teams and immediately launched a counterattack. With more than 300 meters away, he used light and heavy machine guns to knock the bandits on the rock and never dared to look up again. Under the cover of his comrades, Zhang Songling calmly adjusted the angle of the muzzle and stuffed the third grenade into the muzzle again.

"Swoosh." The shells roared out and plunged into the bandits' hiding place, blew up countless pieces of limbs and flesh. The bandits who were not affected by shrapnel jumped up like grasshoppers, hugging their heads and running around.

Zhang Songling didn't even look at it, directed Zheng Xiaobao and others to help stabilize the cannon body and fill in ammunition from the muzzle again. This time, he chose an arson bomb. At the explosion sounded, flames soared into the air. Four or five bandits who could not dodge were running around with flames, and screams rippled back and forth in the valley, endlessly.

Immediately after the fifth level, all the bandits jumped up, either holding long spears and short spears, shooting at Zhang Songling and others desperately, or turning their butts and running away. The machine gunners commanded by Zhao Tianlong quickly targeted them, "Dada, Dada, Dada, Dada", "All, all, all." After two rounds of shooting, most of the bandits who exposed their bodies were sieved. Only two or three who responded smart enough, fell back to the ground at the moment the gunfire sounded, and escaped by luck. The tip of their noses pierced into the snow, and tears and urine flowed out uncontrollably.

The guerrillas were too lazy to deal with these scared guys. Under the command of Zhang Songling, they quickly charged towards the fifth level. Without any casualties, they took down this very important pass, and then continued to carry the Type 97 infantry flex artillery and precious artillery shells that had just been seized, approaching the next pass.

Before Zhang Songling could set up the mortar again, the bandits at the sixth pass went crazy and jumped from behind the hiding rocks. Under the command of a bearded man, they launched a counterattack against the guerrillas. Zhao Tianlong snatched a 38-large cover from his teammate, adjusted the ruler, aimed at the bearded man's chest and pulled the trigger, "Bang." The bullet hit the man's chin, tearing half of his face away. The bearded man's body staggered a few steps and fell into a deep valley next to the mountain road.

"Dada, dadada, dadada" Several light machine guns in the guerrillas also opened fire quickly, and bullets swept over them in rows, shooting over the desperate counterattack bandits to the ground. The narrow mountain road restricted the square formation of attacks, and also restricted the bandits' troops when counterattacked. They almost lined up and ran forward along the narrow mountain road, lined up to send their chests to the guns of Zhao Tianlong and others.

A guy with red silk on his forehead saw that the situation was not good, staggered away from the team, trying to find another way from the steep slope beside the mountain road, and detoured to Zhang Songling and others, and caught the guerrillas off guard. His big feet had just stepped on the gravel on the side of the mountain road, and his body completely lost control. He scattered his teeth and claws and rushed down the steep slope several steps. He followed the battle and rolled down screaming, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Note 1: The Type 97 81mm Infantry Crooked Cannon is divided into four parts: the gun body, the gun mount, the aiming system and the bracket. Usually there is a circular adjustment disc on the bracket to adjust the shooting angle and aim at the target with the help of a scale and a simple optical scope. However, an excellent gunner can attack the enemy with a single gun barrel. For example, Zhao Chengzhang, the god gunner in the Eighth Route Army, can still achieve the first shell directly bombarding the Japanese machine gun without any sighting equipment.
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