Ding Wei had no response.

He was still thinking about retreating.

Political Commissar Pan Dahe was stunned.

Field gun?

Did you hear that right?

What the staff officer reported was actually a field artillery?

How many doors are coming?

Twenty doors?

Nonsense!

This staff officer must be crazy!

It is probably because of the pressure that I have too much hallucinations, which makes me speechless.

The political commissar could only sigh silently.

These staff officers are all novices, and many of them are student soldiers.

They all came from all over the world to join the Eighth Route Army with passion, and they were a little childish.

The staff officer in front of me is Xin, Xin Qiji. He is just eighteen years old. He is very young. He sneaked out of the school to join the army. In fact, there are many passionate young people like him.

They have not fully accepted the difficult situation of the Eighth Route Army. They are still fantasizing about planes and cannons all day long. They think that the Japanese have some, so we have them.

Field artillery, that's the Japanese, and our Eighth Route Army didn't have it at all.

During the Long March, so many Red Army soldiers brought a field artillery to the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region. There were no shells yet.

After the outbreak of the full-scale war of resistance, Pan Dahe did not hear of any unit seizing field artillery.

The Japanese also had very strict supervision of infantry artillery. If the situation was wrong, they would be blown up immediately. It was impossible to seize it.

You can seize twenty field cannons at once, and you can only appear in your dreams.

In fact, dreaming is not possible.

At least, Pan Dahe has never had such a dream.

If you have severely insufficient sleep time, you can sleep to death if you fall down. How can you dream?

"Captain..."

"political commissar……"

The new staff officer Xin felt strange.

What's going on?

Why did I report such a big good news, but no one responded to it?

Could it be that my voice is not loud enough?

All right……

Come again!

Staff Xin stood attentively and yelled in the brightest voice: "Report to the regiment commander and political commissar, we seized twenty field artillery pieces! There are also a large number of shells! Request instructions!"

Pan Dahe waved his hand helplessly and signaled the staff not to continue yelling, so as not to interrupt Ding Wei's thinking.

He walked out and pushed the staff out of the war room.

"If you are tired, take a rest." Pan Dahe said with concern.

"Political Commissar, I'm not tired!" The staff officer felt a little confused.

"Then don't yell."

"Screaming? No!"

"What's the matter of field artillery? Isn't it just a random yell?"

"Political Commissar, what I reported is true. The Eighth Company really conquered the Japanese artillery positions and seized twenty field artillery pieces..."

"Okay, okay..."

Pan Dahe waved his hand and signaled him not to say much.

If this kind of thing is not yelling, then nothing is yelling.

Twenty field guns!

Even if there is no ordinary troops in the national army!

What's more, the Eighth Route Army, who is so poor that it is?

If there were really twenty field artillery and a large number of shells, they could still be called the Turkish Eighth Route Army by the Japanese invaders?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Just then, a sound of cannons came.

Pan Dahe subconsciously turned around and saw nothing.

Staff Officer Xin jumped up excitedly and shouted repeatedly: "Political Commissar, listen, listen, this is the Eighth Company fiddling with those field artillery!"

He hurriedly shouted: "The Eighth Company is bombarding the Japanese invaders' positions with field guns!"

"Ah..." Pan Dahe also saw it.

He saw balls of fire blew up from the Japanese invaders' positions.

There were muffled sounds. There was no doubt that it was the sound of shell explosions. It was not one, it was a lot of them.

"Where cannons?"

"Where cannons?"

At this moment, Ding Wei came out.

The rumbling sound of cannons also alarmed him. He immediately came to his senses.

"The regiment commander is our own cannon!" The young Staff Officer Xin shouted excitedly: "It is our own cannon! The Eighth Company just seized!"

"How many doors do you think are coming?" Political Commissar Pan Dahe also came to his senses.

God! It's true!

The staff officer didn't talk nonsense!

The Eighth Company really seized the Japanese invaders' field artillery! What's wrong?

"Twenty Doors!"

"Twenty Doors!"

The staff officer excitedly opened his two hands and slapped his ten fingers.

Pan Dahe felt his blood surge and almost fainted. He almost couldn't control it, and his eyes turned dark.

If there is, there are twenty field guns...

They can take down the stone gate! Really!

"Walk!"

"Go and have a look!"

Ding Wei was very calm and reached out to pull Pan Dahe.

Pan Dahe took a deep breath, suppressed the messy emotions in his heart, and hurriedly followed.

Staff Xin jumped in front of him, leading the way, as excited as a child.

In fact, most of them are really children! They are all too young.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The deafening sound of cannons came.

Pan Dahe's heart gradually calmed down. Yes, it was indeed the sound of cannons.

It is indeed the sound of field gun firing.

Suddenly, I saw the artillery company commander Cheng Dalong coming in a hurry.

He rushed over after receiving the report. He heard that there were twenty field guns, and he ran faster than rabbits!

At the same time, he was extremely suspicious.

Are there really twenty field guns? So many?

"Bang!"
To be continued...