Author: Little Instructor

You can think of it, and Jiugong can think of it.

The centipede has a rugged terrain and there are a large number of forests to cover it.

Jiugong will definitely be careful where to ambush, and will mobilize artillery to launch crazy shelling at places and then attack.

You never have any advantage in artillery. Compared with the other party, you will be strong unless your head is short-circuited.

Xiaolian Village is different. This is not a good place for ambush. Huang Ying can see it, and Jiugong can also see it. He will not care about it when he passes here.

If you care about it accidentally, you will be in trouble.

Although Xiaolian Village looks flat, its landform determines that it is surrounded by soil, and the surroundings of the village are overgrown with weeds, which can be said to be full of weeds.

I have more than 2,000 people. Can't I dig out the hidden trenches within a few days? Can't I use the distant forest to cut down trees and smooth out the traces?

"You want to be like Gouerwa." Jiang Yue spoke when she heard this.

Zhou Weiguo hummed, "There are uncertain differences."

Boom boom boom... Boom boom boom...

On the edge of the dirt-gray road, several infantry artillery poured shells into the distant positions.

Jiugong, wearing a tangy cloak, opened his mouth to observe the situation opposite him.

This is the second time I have fought with the enemy after joining the squadron.

According to the investigation, the opposite side was the first battalion of the spy regiment.

The first battalion is the strongest combat power of the spy regiment, which is supplemented by the troops in Yichang at the time, with the strongest firepower and the strongest combat power.

The artillery did not stop, and from the gap filled with smoke, Jiugong could see that the enemy was scrambling everywhere. They didn't even know where they should be hiding.

"The first battalion is the most powerful unit in the secret service regiment. They don't even know how to hide." Fujita turned his head and looked at Kumiya beside him and spoke.

Although Kukumiya didn't speak, his expected expression on his cheek made him pause and turn around and leave the tent less than fifteen meters away from the infantry cannon.

A bonfire was lit in the tent.

This winter is very cold, it is almost the end of January, but the coldness that penetrates his bone marrow makes him tremble and walk to the campfire to sit down.

The bonfire was piled up in a broken iron pot, and several tea tanks were placed next to it, and the water inside was steaming.

Kumiya didn't take off his gloves, so he grabbed the teapot, endured the sudden hot frown before responding to Fujita sitting next to him; "What I expected is because they are no longer the spy regiment."

It's not the former spy group. Fujita quickly thought about the meaning of this sentence in his mind.

But he didn't understand, or understood, and he wouldn't say that Kugu obviously had a predecessor. If he didn't give him the opportunity to show, he would probably not be comfortable.

"What does Captain mean?" Fujita asked with a strong acting talent, tilted his neck and showed his eyes that I didn't know.

Kugu smiled naturally, and he took out a cigarette and threw it to Fujita with ease. "In the two battles between Songhu and Jinling, the enemy lost hundreds of thousands of people, and their elite troops on the front line had already been completely destroyed. The replenished troops were all recruits who had not yet been trained. You and we all know how strong the new recruits are."

Without combat effectiveness, it is even a burden. This can also explain the question just now, why the first battalion with the strongest combat effectiveness of the spy team will actually roam around under shelling.

The sound of shelling stopped amid the conversation between the two, and the infantry launched an attack under the cover of the combat vehicles.

The fierce gunfire was endless.

Jiugong didn't go out to see it. He thought that no matter how fierce the opponent attacked, it would be useless. They would evacuate after a while.

Just when Jiugong Brigade launched an attack on the first battalion and was confident that he had won the victory, Zhou Weiguo had already led the artillery, the third and second battalions, and the troops of the reinforcements of the battalion to Xiaolian Village.

There are only four or five hundred households in Xiaolian Village. The village is lined up on the edge of the dirt-gray road leading to Chuzhou. Some houses are also located behind the road. The river flows slowly near five hundred meters away. Reeds and weeds are scattered on both sides of the river. The reeds are on the way upwards, which are some fertile fields, and water trucks that have been damaged and not used.

It looks the same as Lian Village. When I passed by here, there were still some people here who had not left. However, when I came here today, every household had the door open, the roads were messy and garbage everywhere, and there were even some clothes discarded on the ground.

The traces of repeated crushing of wheelbarrows were gone, heading north.

Everyone here has left.

Xiaolian Village is built along the roadside, and behind the village is a small herringbone-shaped bundle. The gray soil is very smooth and cannot even be considered a soil bundle. The herringbone-shaped bundle forms a very weak semi-encirclement of Xiaolian Village. Xiaolian Village is built before the crossing of the herringbone, and the road passes through the bottom;

As soon as the troops of several battalions arrived, they began to use the engineer shovels in their hands and the hoes found from the village to dig the trenches hard. Not only did they dig out the trenches, but they also had to return to their original state after the soldiers entered, so that the place would look like there was no trace in the past.

This requires a lot of weeds to disguise.

Zhou Weiguo inspected the position and returned to the side of the road without waiting for him to breathe a few breaths.

Jiang Yue came from another place to him and pointed to the mountain cannons that were docked at the edge of the village; "The infantry is so well organized, how to deploy artillery? You can't let the soldiers dig out the pit and bury the artillery."

There is no problem burying it, but it is impossible for you to dig it out and join the battle as soon as possible.

The artillery should try to suppress and destroy the enemy's heavy firepower before the attack begins, and it is best to be able to directly kill the opponent's chariot.

Otherwise, once the fight starts, the other party will be suppressed.

He took people to take a look just now. There was no one around that was suitable for artillery to hide. Even behind the chevron, it was much flat and fewer prominent. I wanted to hide these artillery and prevent the other party from discovering it.

This is too difficult.

Jiang Yue took out a cigarette and lit it and stomped her feet to warm herself up a little. She looked at Weiguo next week; "You won't be planning to let the artillery not participate in the battle, right?"

How is this possible? Without the attack of artillery, I dare to be with him with a large squad, and I am so stupid.

"Of course not. Artillery is my highlight. How could I not let them participate in the battle? Without their participation, I have no bottom line." Zhou Weiguo took a cigarette, and Jiang Yue nodded and said helplessly, "But artillery can't be released."

(End of this chapter)
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