It is more than 40 miles west from Zhaozhuang Village to Tang County, and it is all plains. From Tang County to the west, it gradually enters the hilly area. The hills stretch to the southern foot of Taihang Mountain, a hundred miles away. The Taihang Mountains have become narrower to this point, and the narrowest part is only more than 40 miles.

The Eighth Route Army is located slightly north of the southern foot of Taihang Mountain.

The hilly areas in the eastern mountainous areas with a slightly flattering end of the south of the mountain are stationed in Sun Chuanfang's troops of the newly formed Fifth Army, and the hilly terrain in the west are stationed in Pang Bing's troops of the 34th Army of the National Army.

The Japanese and puppet army gathered, and they had already begun to face the new Fifth Army at the junction of Shanxi, Henan and Hebei, and the 34th Army took action...

The war was about to break out, and the Japanese Command was not interested in turning its attention to a small-scale battlefield like Zhaozhuang Village.

The vanguard of the bandits had arrived in Zhaozhuang Village, both sides.

The bandits on both wings had more than ten vanguards, and they stopped two or three hundred meters north of the ditch.

It was clear that piles of soil like graves with their calf heights stretched westward along the irrigation canal until they could not be seen!

The Eighth Route Army of the Earth is indeed powerful. In less than half a day, it actually dug out such a long trench!

Bandits are not the army. The first time they fought such a positional war, most people are not confused at all.

However, there are also some defeated soldiers in the bandit sect. It was immediately obvious that the Eighth Route Guerrillas on the opposite side were really going to fight a positional battle!

The defeated soldiers completely froze.

"How is it possible? How could the Eighth Route Army dare to fight a position war?" The two defeated soldiers lay on the ground, repeatedly and carefully observed the positions in the south.

"Eighth Route Army members dare to fight positions, so what can we do?" The other murmured, as if he couldn't believe that this would happen under his eyes.

The force of grabbing the gun in his hand seemed to be trying to rub his body into the soil.

A certain sect leader finally realized at this time. He didn't say a word, but turned around and walked away with his waist. He cursed in his heart: Is this to be a cannon fodder? There is no door.

This guy returned to the team behind and was afraid to look at the old bandit Qi: "Uncle Qi... I am a little ashamed. For the sake of my nephew's filial piety to you every year, don't treat my brothers as cannon fodder..."

At first, he didn't understand the situation. Until he stepped forward and looked at the familiar positions, he never thought that this was the most commonly used tactic used by the old troops in the past!

There are only a part of the people behind the ditches! Where there is no land, the original shallow ditches are used as the traffic trench.

I felt a dazed in my heart and suddenly felt a little regretful. During the negotiations in the morning, I didn’t ask why the man surnamed Hu followed the “enemy” Jiang!

What he hated the most was this kind of person. He had always wanted to capture the captives of Hu, and then asked about the situation and then lit the sky lantern, but suddenly he found that this guy who recognized the thief as his father was not a good lamp at all!

The more angry and ashamed he felt, he shook his head at the leader of the Taoist sect in a calm tone: "It's okay, you have never fought a positional battle, so you won't blame you."

The leader of the Confucian Sect listened, but his heart suddenly sank. He had known that the person in front of him was not as happy as he could. The calmer he was, the worse the result!

Things are indeed moving towards the worst direction. It seems that if you don’t get there this time, you have to get there.

Wang Sanzhu was very smart and didn't go the middle way from beginning to end. After yesterday's battle, he finally understood that the theories he learned in the military academy were naturally fine to fight ordinary bandits and guerrillas, but he was a scumbag in front of the regular "guerrillas" of the National Army.

At this time, he was standing in the crowd behind the old bandit Qi, not showing any signs of water, but was thinking in his heart what to do if... encounter such a thing! Should the army be pressed over, or should we send someone to test the firepower first?

When three people walk together, I must be my teacher. I will learn until I am old. I actually looked at the leader of the Taoist sect with excited eyes.

The old bandit Qi retracted his thoughts, paused, and suddenly lowered his voice and spoke to the leader of the Taoist sect: "You send someone to the front of the Eighth Route Forces position to shoot a few shots. Remember, the bullets must hit the mound of soil on the ground. Can you do such a big target, right?"

At that time, the leader of the Taoist sect was stunned for a moment and was overjoyed: "I really don't need to attack?"

The old bandit Qi subconsciously frowned and immediately became cold: "If you shout a little louder, I will let you charge now!"

The leader of the Confucian Sect immediately took a deep breath. After so many years of experience as a boss, he immediately found his voice: "Uncle Qi, you should be optimistic, I promise to do as you told me!"

Wang Sanzhu, who was behind, immediately understood Uncle Qi's intention and couldn't help but admire him. On the one hand, he bought people's hearts, and on the other hand, he also attacked the security soldiers who supervised the battle. Thinking about how to fight before, he couldn't help but blush. It seemed that he had to learn about this war.

...

The bandits in front stopped at the south of the village and pointed south.

The girl looked in the trench with a telescope in her hand for a while, and accidentally turned around and found that the National Army guerrilla reserve team was setting up guns behind her, so she immediately spread her feet and came over.

His eyes fell on the green and brand new mortar in the distance, and he didn't pay attention to the friendly artillery guard post next to him.

Until the guard post grabbed her little arm and lifted her up, his petite body turned around half a circle from the ground, and a loud shout came into his ears and buzzed: "Stop, which girl movie is this military restricted area, get out of here!"

When the girl heard this, she came to her senses. She quickly stood firm on the ground, broke her little arm away desperately, and immediately squeezed out the best smile in the world: "Hehe, my name is Chang Hongying, I am the Eighth Route Army...squad leader, hehe, I'm here to take a look...hehe...see..."

The warning sentry had no expression on his face: "Not to mention the squad leader, even the company commander can't do it! Go away quickly!"

The girl was not angry: "Hehe...we are friendly forces, aren't we here to exchange combat experience with you..."

"Please leave here immediately, the first time warning!" The warning whistle turned dark, and after saying that, he immediately reached out to close the submachine gun hanging on his chest.

The friendly platoon leader not far behind frowned and looked at the girl who was scurrying with the guard post, and couldn't help but be happy. The Eighth Route Army is really interesting. He even brought a girl to the battlefield with him. Is this the rhythm of bringing his family to the battlefield?

I didn't care about the crisp sound of howling and shouted at the warning whistle not far away: "Let her come here..."

The girl immediately bypassed the submachine gun security, opened the guard post, and ran straight to the artillery platoon leader, staring with clear eyes: "Hehe, brother, you are so nice...uh...what's your name?"

The platoon leader glanced at the courageous girl and replied casually: "Wang Baichuan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl turn her eyes to the mortar that the gunner next to him was fucking: "Hey, little girl... do you know what this is?"

The girl started drooling, and the little chicken nodded like a rice pecking at the rice: "Hello, Brother Wang, I know... I know... this is a cannon..."

The soldiers who had set up a mortar next to them were adjusting were immediately laughed, and Qiqi laughed: "This girl is really interesting..."

Wang Baichuan was speechless and explained: "This is called a mortar... tell me which girl you are!"

The girl turned her eyes around and returned to Wang Baichuan, waving her little arms vigorously: "Hehe, my name is Chang Hongying, don't look at me as young as me, I am the squad leader of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Squad Leader? Hahaha." The one who was tired of shooting was drinking water. A big mouthful of water immediately spewed out...

Wang Baichuan next to him was also stunned: "I heard that there is a children's group in the Eighth Route Army... Hey... I'll ask you... how many little kids do you have under your command?"

"There are not many, only ten..." The girl thought for a while and said honestly: "They will come here in two days..."

Wang Baichuan was happy and looked at the distance in the north. There were more ridges on the empty fields as distance markings. The artillery observers were already collecting the tape ruler, so the preparations were done.

Before the war, I was free and had nothing to do. I thought this little girl was good, so I immediately said seriously: "I tell you, this is called a mortar, the cannon that everyone often calls it, that is called howitzer, and the Japanese's that are called mountain cannons... The cannon is called a grenade launcher..."

Not long after, a team of ammunition was brought to friendly forces in the south. Li Xiang, who was walking in front, was carrying a cannon barrel, and the ten thousand thin backs behind him were chatting with a board on his back. Behind the two, more than ten soldiers of the Second Battalion and the Ninth Battalion were each carrying about ten boxes of cannonballs on their shoulders...

The girl stared at her big eyes and counted the boxes carefully, more than ten boxes! She counted several times with her fingers...

That's... more than thirty shells...

There are also a few iron boxes with bullets inside...

It is definitely not a pity to say that the national army is rich, Commander Long... is really generous!
Chapter completed!