They don't need to fight with the Japanese.

They only need fire support at a distance.

There are a total of twenty-seven people and equipped with twenty-seven sniper rifles, and the effect is still very considerable.

Yang Yue was not going to use them in dispersed ways. Instead, he divided them into three groups. Each group had nine people. Each action was carried out at least one group to form absolute firepower.

However, fire support is not enough, only a sniper rifle. There must also be cannons.

At least it is the 60mm mortar level.

Grenade launchers definitely don't forget.

So, does Yang Yue have a cannon?

Yes, I have!

It is also an ultra-long-range PP93 mortar. It can hit five kilometers away!

The mind is turned into electricity.

It seems that we can bombard Paiyun Village here?

Although Paiyun Village is very high, the shells fired from the mortars are also enough.

"Will anyone use mortars?" Yang Yue asked.

"Some, Jin Chengwu will do it." Luan Nanping replied.

"Call him out."

"good!"

Luan Nanping waved and called Jin Chengwu out.

An honest hunter has no characteristics at all. He can't even see it when thrown into the crowd.

What's more special is that your hands are very rough and your palms are covered with thick calluses.

Just because of the thick calluses on his hands, the Japanese would not let him go.

"Uncle, you can use a mortar?"

"meeting!"

"You wait."

Yang Yue went outside and took out the mortar.

Jin Chengwu's eyes suddenly lit up. There is really a mortar! I feel that the cannon is so long, and the range should not be close.

"What model is this? How far can I drive?"

“The farthest is five kilometers.”

"How many?"

"Five kilometers. Ten miles."

"ah?"

Jin Chengwu took a breath of air conditioning.

The others looked at each other in a glance.

Luan Nanping was also very surprised.

Five kilometers!

Ten miles!

Isn't that farther than the Japanese 92 infantry cannon?

The Japanese 92 infantry cannons were less than a thousand feet (it was 3,000 meters into metric units).

The Type 85 sniper rifle was very surprised that it could hit 800 meters. Unexpectedly, this mortar could hit 5 kilometers.

It should be noted that the average 60mm mortar can only hit more than a thousand meters. Some are even less than a thousand meters! The gap is too big.

"I'll just talk to you."

"good!"

Yang Yue gave a general explanation of the performance parameters and basic operating procedures of PP93.

In fact, mortars are used by people. As long as they are not stupid enough to stuff the shells in reverse.

I guess there are not many such stupid people. Mei is not so stupid even if she is so stupid.

I miss Mei a little bit wrong. That guy is playing with a flamethrower!

In fact, although gunners like Jin Sung-wook are not well educated, they are often trained under extremely harsh conditions.

In the army at that time, there was no saying that officers and soldiers were equal. If they were not trained well, the squad leader and platoon leader would beat him. As long as he was not beaten to death or was not disabled, he would be beaten casually! Other punishments such as not being given food and not being allowed to sleep were common. In the old army, the kind of corporal punishment was the most terrifying thing.

Of course, this training method is inhumane. Soldiers complain. But if they can survive, all the masters will come out.

Jin Chengwu is such a person. He plays well with the mortars.

"Come on, give it a try!"

"good!"

Yang Yue took out a bunch of shells.

He didn't have high requirements for Jin Chengwu, as long as he could hit Paiyun Village.

Jin Chengwu simply adjusted the angle and range. It felt similar, so he stuffed a shell into it.

Puff!

The shells were successfully discharged.

After about six or seven seconds, it successfully landed on Paiyun Village.

"boom!"

A muffled sound came.

Apparently, the mortar exploded on it.

Unfortunately, due to the angle, there is no explosion below.

But it doesn't matter, just keep launching.

Adjust the angle and range slightly from time to time.

Puff!

Puff!

One by one, the shells were stuffed into the cannon chamber.

boom!

boom!

There were constant muffled sounds coming from above.

Suddenly, three or four small dots disappeared on the miniature map.

Obviously?                                                                                                                              �

Ha ha!

Such blind ejaculation is interesting!

The angle and range are not necessary to change. The original error has enough distribution space. The distance is too far, and the mountain wind is strong? The error is at least thirty meters.

In other words, every time the shell falls, the left and right deviation may exceed 60 meters. If the wind in the mountains increases, it is also possible to have an error of 100 meters.

This way, the Japanese became dizzy. Where did they hide?

You can't tell where the Tujiao Route shells will land. Even Yang Yue himself can't tell!

The final result is based on luck.

Of course? You can also retreat and evacuate from the edge of the cliff.

But in this way, it is impossible to effectively monitor the movements below. What if it is attacked by the Eighth Turkish Lines again?

Troubled.

Super tangled.

Yusuke Takahashi felt that his head was about to explode.

Before, it was a sniper rifle, but now it is a mortar. When did the Turkish Eighth Route Army have such advanced weapons? Can it still be called Turkish Eighth Route Army in the future?

"Baga!"

"Damn Eighth Route Army!"

He now feels more and more that the previous stroke of God has become a journey to hell.
To be continued...