"Are you waiting for the battle report?"

"Yes, the snow seems to be a little smaller. It seems that God will help us." Under the eaves, Leng Feng looked at the thick layer of snow in the yard, then looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and reached out to look it out.

The snowflakes fell on the hands and melted quickly.

"Let's go, let's kill me for two games?" Qiu Qingquan smiled and pulled Leng Feng into the house.

"Master, you know that I am a bad chess player, but you still..." Leng Feng was very reluctant and was pulled into the house half-pushed.

"Why, you don't want to play chess with me?"

"No, I always lose to you, I can't stand it." Leng Feng said embarrassedly. Playing chess is a pain point for Leng Feng. Logically speaking, there is no problem in placing troops and commanding thousands of troops to fight, so playing chess is not that bad.

But Leng Feng’s chess is not good, and it’s stinking.

"This battle report will not be available for a while. Let's just play chess and wait." Qiu Qingquan had already set up his formation, "Leng Feng, hurry up, you are Hongzi, come first."

"Okay, I'm still idle anyway, so I'll accompany you for a walk." Leng Feng smiled helplessly, "Be the first shot!"

"Malay jump..."

"Who asked you to get rid of Guoliang for me? Let me tell you, Guoliang's chess is good. We are a match for the chess and will meet the good talent..."

"I'll call Lao Ju now and transfer him back!"

"Oh, yes, I'll just talk, are you still in a hurry?"

"Master's seat, genitals, do you want to add some charcoal to you?"

"Isn't this still there? Don't add so much, it's enough." Leng Feng saw that at least one-third of the charcoal brazier had not burned out, so there was no need to add new charcoal.

"Go, go, don't disturb us playing chess." Qiu Qingquan drove the people straight away.

The orderly responded quickly and ran out.

Two games passed, and Leng Feng was killed and defeated.

The third game just started.

"Master's seat. Listen, the sound of cannons?" The sound of guns and cannons came from the northwest direction of Yingying. Although it was not very obvious, it was very clear. It was the sound of guns and cannons.

"Well, I heard that it was the Japanese Type 92 infantry cannon." Qiu Qingquan couldn't help but look up slightly.

"Our." Leng Feng corrected.

"How do you know?"

"The airflow and sound generated by the shells flying against the wind and against the wind are different from the air friction. The shells just now were heading against the wind, which means that from south to north, our troops attacked from the south gate. If it was a cannon fired by the Japanese, would they hit themselves?" Leng Feng explained.

"Can you hear this?" Qiu Qingquan was dumbfounded. If this was nearby, it would be a bit credible. After all, veterans could judge the landing point of the shell based on the estimates and sounds of the shells flying in the air and avoid them in time. He could do this.

But if we say that at such a long distance, the flight trajectory of shells can be achieved by listening to sound. Is this what humans can do?

"Of course. This is just like you, a master, playing chess. Although it is also a bad chess game, it is at least much better than me, right?" Leng Feng said with a smile.

"I can't stop, I won't stop. It's so boring to play with you. I win so hard every time." Qiu Qingquan pushed the chess piece in his hand, causing the game to mess up.

Leng Feng smiled and said, he was working very hard, and his mind was not on chess. It was just right if he didn't play.

"Well, Xiaoxia, make a cup of hot tea for me. You said you are a serviceman. Why are you a little more eye-catching?" Qiu Qingquan shouted.

"Master, drinking tea at night is not good, it hurts the stomach!"

"Oh, Leng Feng, you orderly soldier is so powerful. You dare to teach your superior a lesson?" Qiu Qingquan pointed at Xiao Xia with an exaggerated expression.

"They are right. We as superiors can't be too good to be indisputable, right?" Leng Feng gave him a blank look.

"Yes, he was right, but he couldn't be so big or small, right?"

"Revolutionary soldiers pay attention to equality between officers and soldiers. Isn't this right?" Leng Feng smiled.

Qiu Qingquan choked. This is what he said, but in actual work, who did this? Which commander did not call his subordinates?

Even if you have the ability and look at him with different eyes, you will be more polite at most. You will be too few who speak to the superiors so casually, at least you will not be too majestic as the superiors.

Everyone has their own style of doing things. Leng Feng's method of liking to get along with his subordinates may be because he came from the bottom. He has risen too fast and cannot change for a while. After a long time, he will gradually understand that the superiors should be promoted, otherwise how can the people below respect you and fear you?

"Go and ask the staff officer Wu to make a pot of coffee for me and the teacher?"

"Brother, I'm all you need. The coffee made by Wu Gongshu can't be drunk by ordinary people. I heard that the wife can drink it only last time. You are so good, you can be there anytime you call." Qiu Qingquan joked.

"Hehe..." Leng Feng smiled awkwardly. The coffee made by Wu Xiaoyun was really delicious.

Fierce gunfire sounded from the east of the city, and the company commander had launched an attack. Regardless of whether it could attract Japanese reinforcements or not, at least the Japanese army in the east of the city had no chance to reinforce the South Gate. As for the Japanese army in the west gate and the north gate, Niu Xianmin also made arrangements to send a platoon to harass and attack.

South Gate.

Su Xianhan lowered his head and took a deep breath. The distance of 300 meters was not a big problem for the mid-term rifle with an effective range of only 400 meters.

But now it is different. First of all, it is nighttime. The sight at night is not as good as during the day, and it is snowing. The snow is prone to reflect light. There is also wind, northwest wind is level 4, and the bullet goes against the wind.

The longer the distance, the more factors that interfere with accuracy and the lower the hit rate.

After all, he is also a famous special shooter in the army. During the Nanjing Defense Battle, he shot more than a dozen Japanese devils and a Japanese officer at Guanghua Gate.

With his attack in the defense of Nanjing, his military rank was already a lieutenant.

His marksmanship is practiced, and everyone has mastered his marksmanship. There are very few natural sharpshooters. It can be said that not one out of ten thousand sharpshooters may be able to have one.

But after all, he has not undergone systematic sniper training. Although he has achieved enviable achievements, there is still a gap in the face of real snipers.

This is why he lacks confidence.

Adjusting his breathing and lying on the cold snow, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Su Xianhan's nose tube.

The ranks and the brothers behind him were waiting for his shot!

"What's wrong with Su Xianhan? You still don't open the robbery?" The first battalion commander was anxious. His pistol had already turned on the insurance and was ready to charge at any time.

"Don't be impatient, believe that Brother Xianhan is not Xinding. In the battle of Guanghua Sect, he killed seventeen Japanese devils and injured more." Niu Xianmin shouted.

The first battalion commander **** Hu said with a angrily voice and pressed the brim of his hat with a muzzle.

The north wind blew, and the surroundings were quiet. Soon, the soldiers of the North Detachment who were hiding on both sides of the main road fell on the bodies of the soldiers, and they all became snowmen.

Three minutes passed, and the gun in Su Xianhan's hand had not been fired yet, and even Niu Xianmin couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

The searchlights of the Japanese army on the city gate tower are still shining like daylight.

Su Xianhan tried hard to adjust his breathing, heartbeat, and gently pushed his index finger, turned on the safety, and slowly put the trigger on the speed of the searchlight turning passed through his mind over and over again.

Bang!

The left shoulder shook gently. A golden warhead passed through layers of wind and snow, and suddenly hit the searchlight's lampshade. The sound of glass shattering came.

The light on the city gate tower suddenly dimmed and the light went out!

syr!doles!doles!

The Japanese army at the city gate did not realize that it was an enemy attack. The shells of the 100-mm heavy mortar had already flew over the sky and rushed down fiercely.

Boom...

A series of explosions came, and the Japanese troops guarding the city gate were bombed into the sky before they could react.

"Run!" Niu Xianmin jumped up from the ground, pulled out his pistol, roared, and rushed out first.

"kill!"

The first battalion commander, who had long been unable to hold back, followed.

The Type 92 infantry artillery aimed at the south gate and bombarded violently. Although the Japanese army built some fortresses and trenches outside the city, their troops were too thin. After a few guns, the defense line was already opened.

The Japanese army's resistance was still very tenacious. Although they were not large in numbers, they fought to the death. If this time it was not carried two 92 infantry artillery, the northbound detachment wanted to easily approach the city gate, it would be a bit difficult, at least the casualties would increase a lot.

The South Gate was quickly blasted open. The Japanese army, who had only two small teams of troops stationed in the South Gate, fought to the death and were all eliminated. The North Detachment quickly took over the South Gate!

Under the guidance of the guide, each unit began to sweep the important strongholds and targets of the Japanese army in the county according to the tasks they received in advance.

The East Gate was then attacked by a company commander and killed in.

The Japanese army's command center, military warehouse, post and telecommunications bureau and other important military and civilian targets were all occupied one by one!

In less than half an hour, Quanjiao County announced its resurrection.

"Send a report to Commander Xie, saying that we have occupied Quanjiao County, all the Japanese troops have been eliminated, and the seized materials are being counted." Niu Xianmin ordered.

Xie Jiyuan was immediately very happy when he received a telegram from Niu Xianmin and immediately called Leng Feng to report his victory.

Recover Quanjiao, the next battle will be easy, at least take the initiative.

"Do you want to report a victory to Chief Li?"

"You want it, hasn't Chief Li made up his mind, let's just give it to him." Leng Feng smiled.

After receiving a confidential call from Bai Jiansheng from Wuhan, Li Delin couldn't sleep. The national rescuer's record in Nanjing was much beyond his expectations.

Just by these 20,000 people who had been pieced together, they actually killed 15,000 Japanese soldiers, and more than half of them were killed, while only less than 8,000 were killed or killed.

What is this concept? The casualty ratio of one to two, and **** is one and the Japanese army is two. What is this concept?

During the Battle of Shanghai, there were only 700,000 Japanese troops, only 200,000 Japanese troops, and the number of casualties was as high as 300,000. Although the specific numbers were not very clear, there were at least 400,000 to 50,000.

What is the ratio, seven to one.

Since the war between China and Japan began, almost all battles and combat losses have exceeded five times that of Japan, and there are some examples of the close casualties in local areas, such as the Pingxingguan Battle.

But the casualties of **** are one-half of the casualties of the Japanese army, which is so rare, especially this kind of battle of tens of thousands of people, which has never been seen since the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895.

Li Delin couldn't do it, Bai Jiansheng himself said that he couldn't do it, and Lao Jiang wouldn't have the ability. **** Among the existing generals, I'm afraid no one dared to pat his chest and said he could do it.

But someone did it, and he was a young man in his twenties.

This really confirms the old saying: Young people are so terrifying!

(To be continued.)

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