"Report!"

Another adviser is coming.

The sending was also a clear telegram.

That 27 MHz frequency was highly concerned tonight.

Although not many people send telegrams, there are probably many people who are always waiting next to the radio station.

They want to get more information.

"I'm sure it's definitely Zhang Yong coming! It's Zhang Yong who is shelling Jinling!"

"What evidence do you have? Zhang Yong is clearly in Changsha!"

"What if it's a golden cicada that escapes?"

Well, I even used telegram to talk and gradually got closer to the truth.

I don’t know who it is, it’s so boring. Dig my bottom. If the Japanese invaders believe that they are not in Changsha, they will definitely make some moves.

But it doesn't matter. At most, Japanese invaders dispatched fighter planes to air strike Changsha Airport.

If you are not in Changsha, the National Air Force will definitely not be able to defeat it. But you can run away! The bomber will retreat to Chongqing first.

As long as long as long-range bombers are kept, it doesn't matter if the fighter loses.

The airport was blown up and can be repaired.

Fighters can be supplemented with BA-65. It can be supplied in bulk.

so……

Calm down!

"Send a report."

"yes."

"27 MHz frequency. Clear code. Content: My name is Zhang Chu. I am Zhang Yong's younger brother. I am eighteen years old this year. I am bombarding Jinling. The Kuomintang army is preparing to counterattack Jinling. Please wait and see. Sign, Zhang Chu."

"yes."

The staff officer is on record.

Zhang Yong took it and took a look.

Ha ha.

A brother out of nothing.

Still an eighteen-year-old little brother.

Pinky and tender.

Super genius...

Ha ha!

I'm so laughing!

"Send it out!"

"yes!"

The staff officer turned around and left.

The radar map shows that Mr. Tan is here.

Mr. Tan came by riding his horse. The Japanese war horses seized before were quite useful.

"Dadada..."

"Dadada..."

The sound of horse hooves was very anxious. Mr. Tan's riding skills were not very good either.

Seeing him riding a horse, Zhang Yong was very worried that something might happen to him. If he fell down, he would be likely to lose his troops if he lost his troops!

Go forward.

Raise your hands.

The war horse stopped obediently.

Mr. Tan turned over and dismounted, breathing a sigh of relief.

His riding skills are indeed not very good. He was careful along the way.

"Mr. Tan, is there something important?"

"I want to cross the river."

"You're here in person?"

"right."

"It's very important?"

"right."

"Okay. I'll cover you."

Zhang Yong did not continue to ask. If he asked again, he would touch the other party’s secrets.

Prepare the map and then take it out of the portable space and hand it to Mr. Tan. This thing is very useful.

The map issued by the system is 99% accurate.

"Thanks!"

Mr. Tan took it.

I was obviously relieved when I saw the fine map.

Zhang Yong took out his pencil and spent a fan on the map. This was the coverage area of ​​howitzer.

The Japanese invaders' Type 96 howitzer was fired at only about 30 degrees on the left and right sides. If you want to cover a larger area, you have to adjust the gun stand. It takes more than ten minutes.

"In this range, artillery fire is always supported."

"Thanks!"

Mr. Tan did not ask how to support it.

Since Zhang Yong said so, he would definitely be able to do it.

You can doubt his character, but you cannot doubt his ability.

Besides, his character seems to be fine...

There is an old saying that great virtues cannot be surpassed, and minor details are not limited.

"Are you crossing the river now?"

"Have you wait."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded and continued to direct the shelling.

The focus of the heavy attack now is the Japanese invaders' 75mm mountain cannon position and tanks.

There are also various warehouses of the Japanese invaders.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Heavy shells were fired out.

Falling on the Japanese artillery position...

Falling at the Japanese tank station...

Falling in the Japanese warehouse...

"Boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The continuous explosion made the entire Jinling become anxious.

The Expeditionary Army Command, which wanted to remain calm, has been stirred up with various telephones, telegrams, and staff members coming and going.

The telegram from the base camp arrived. I asked directly about the whereabouts of the howitzers.

It's very fatal, but I have to answer.

“Baga…”

Nishio Suo was so angry that her teeth were itchy.

The waste Guard Division, the waste Iida Shojiro, was also implicated.

If you attack, you attack. It doesn’t matter if you suffer a loss. But why did you lose a complete independent field heavy artillery corps?

All are useless.
To be continued...