noffsinger Chapter 362 Routine Training
Chapter 362 Routine Training
It's really a bit scary to see this person who doesn't like to laugh suddenly laugh.
Wang Meng shuddered, thinking of the new recruits who would be tortured by Lao Han, and he was worried about them.
"Old Han, take it easy!"
"Don't worry, as long as you don't die from practicing, you can practice until you die!"
Wang Meng held his forehead and thought that people sweat more in normal times and bleed less in war.
"Okay, then you can do it yourself."
After Wang Meng finished speaking, he pulled Zhao Gang into the jeep and loaded the ammunition supplies of the level 10 vehicle onto the Flag-Sacrificing Slope.
Western Yunnan has entered the rainy season in May, with heavy rains falling from time to time.
The convoy shook on the muddy road for three hours before reaching the Jiqipo, and it was already dusk.
"Old Zhao, this is the position of our Independent Column's Sichuan Army Corps, Jiqipo. Opposite is the Japanese position. They are building a lot of buildings. It seems that they are preparing to fight a protracted war with us!"
Zhao Gang picked up the telescope and looked towards the other side of the Nujiang River. He saw more than a dozen bulldozers working and pushing mud into the Nujiang River!
At this time, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army who were offering sacrifices on the flag slope were silent, looking at the other side of the Nujiang River with gloomy faces and trembling lips.
Long Wenjian, Meng Fanle, Hao Weishi, Bula, Shebutt, and Milong did not notice Wang Meng's convoy at all, but passed a telescope back and forth.
Wang Meng felt something was wrong, so he raised the telescope again and indeed found a clue.
The Japanese were pushing the graves of the Sichuan Army soldiers who had died in battle on the west bank of the Nujiang River into the Nujiang River one by one, revealing their rotting corpses.
Among them, there must be one from Kang Ya of the Sichuan Army.
In ancient times, there was a kind of life-and-death feud called digging up ancestral graves, whipping corpses after death, and grinding bones and scattering ashes.
In order to build positions and facilitate the installation of artillery, the Japanese threw the bodies of the Sichuan Army's dead soldiers into the surging Nujiang River.
This hatred is irreconcilable!
Bu La's expression turned ferocious. He moved closer to Long Wenjian and pointed at the other side of the Nujiang River with a trembling hand.
"Did you see it? That's Kang Ya! That's Kang Ya! Did you see it? Fire! Fire!"
The old cannon fodder of the Sichuan Army all remembered Kang Ya, the one who stuffed a small white flower into the muzzle of the big guy's gun.
The Kang Ya who only knows how to drive a car.
That Kang Ya who can't shoot or fight.
Kang Ya, the one whose lungs were pierced and who wanted to look in the mirror before dying!
Every day in the Sichuan Army Corps, he tried to please others and fit in, but when he truly integrated into the army, he met his death.
Long Wenjian walked up to Meng Fanle with a grim face and snatched the telescope from his hand.
"Stop looking! Keep training!"
But the old cannon fodder of the Sichuan Army still stood upright in the same place.
Zhao Gang didn't know why, but Wang Meng vaguely remembered it and explained it to Zhao Gang.
"Mengzi, we can't watch the bodies of our Chinese soldiers exposed in the wilderness!"
Zhao Gang's eyes were red and his teeth were grinding.
Wang Meng nodded, walked forward, patted the shoulders of the veterans one by one, and walked to the temporary command center.
"Within ten minutes, all Sichuan troops will gather at Jiqipo and bring over all weapons that can reach the other side!"
In less than ten minutes, heavy machine guns, mortars, infantry guns, anti-aircraft guns and anti-tank guns were all pulled over.
"Brothers, the Japs on the other side are digging up the graves of our compatriots. This irreconcilable hatred must be avenged! I only have one request, blow the Japs on the other side into pieces!"
Wang Meng picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted the howitzer position in the rear.
"Krupp, I'm Wang Meng. Today I want to ask you, can the artillery battalion fight now?"
Knuber naturally knew that they were going to start bombing the Japanese positions, because he had a vague idea of what was going on when the anti-aircraft artillery company was pulled away just now.
Although he had not been in the Sichuan Army for long, he had already developed a close relationship with them.
"Chief of Staff, rest assured that there will be no grass growing on the other side!"
"Adjust the firing parameters and fire on time in ten minutes!"
"Yes!"
After explaining all this, Wang Meng walked over to Long Wenjian and Meng Fanle again.
"This revenge will not last overnight, we must avenge it now! Today is just an appetizer. When we reach the South Heaven Gate, we must chop off the heads of the little devils and feed them to the dogs!"
Wang Meng borrowed binoculars from other officers and handed them to the veterans of the Sichuan Army, so that they could have a good look at how their revenge was being exacted!
Ten minutes later, the 30 150mm howitzers and 30 105mm howitzers at the howitzer position, the 30 anti-aircraft guns pulled to the Jiqipo, the mortars, anti-tank guns, and heavy machine guns of the infantry battalion roared.
Shooting streams of metal towards the other side.
The bulldozers and the Japanese on the other side were completely unprepared. They didn't expect that the Chinese army could take the initiative to launch an artillery attack, and the firepower was so strong? Otherwise, they wouldn't have done evil so blatantly!
The Japanese soldiers' bodies and bulldozers were blown into pieces and scattered into the Nujiang River!
After the cannons and machine guns fired a certain number of rounds, they looked at the smoke-filled opposite bank, and all the gloom in their hearts disappeared.
"Brothers, today we have avenged our brothers from the Sichuan Army. In the future, when we fight to the other side and kill all the Japanese, it will be considered true revenge!"
The Sichuan Army, whether it was the original veterans or the later recruits, at this time they all felt one word: comrades!
What if you get injured? There are field hospitals!
So what if I died in battle? Someone will take revenge!
Long Wenjian and Meng Fanle looked at Wang Meng with gratitude. If it weren't for today's artillery battle, these veterans would probably have regrets for the rest of their lives.
"Reporting to Captain Long, the friendly forces sent a message asking why the other side was bombarded? Why was there no prior notification?"
The messenger came trotting over and read out the message nervously.
The reason why Master Yu was so nervous was because he was afraid that the Japanese would retaliate and suddenly bombard their unprepared positions, right?
Comfort! This damn comfort!
This is also the comfort that Wang Meng and Long Wenjian hate and are most annoyed with!
Long Wenjian glanced at Wang Meng secretly to see what expression he had!
"Captain Kong, please call back according to your idea. You are the person in charge of the Jiqipo position!"
This sentence gave Long Wenjian great courage, and he straightened his back.
"Reply: This is our routine training. It is stated in the joint defense agreement that we only need to inform you when launching an attack! Please do not interfere with our normal training!"
Yu Xiaoqing and Tang Ji were so angry when they received the telegram. A routine training exercise lasted for a full half an hour? It looked like at least several thousand shells were fired!
Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang and Yu Zhi who were standing nearby shed tears of envy. They never expected that the former beggars' group would transform into a group of rich people!
Things change over time, no one can be poor forever!
In order to prevent the Japanese's retaliation, except for a company left behind at Jiqipo, the rest of the troops started training again.