On the top of a mountain more than 1,000 meters south of Jinzhong City, nearly a hundred gunners were busy here, with some people erecting guns and some carrying shells.

Because the large-caliber mortar cannon body is too heavy, and the recoil is several times that of ordinary mortars. Many processes require two gunners to cooperate with each other to complete, and even the gun positions under your feet must be excavated and reinforced before they can be used.

On several big trees not far from the artillery position, Huang Hu called out all the observation hands on it, holding up a telescope to determine the specific locations of the ammunition and grain warehouses in the city...

"Report to the company commander, six mortars have adjusted the shooting angle according to the scheduled shooting personnel, and can fire the gun at any time!" A long-range gun roster of his subordinates ran over to report.

"Captain Huang, are you ready to observe the hands?" Li Feng looked at Huang Hu on the side and asked.

The shooting players in his hand were calculated based on the map, and there will definitely be some gap compared with the real data. At this time, it is particularly important to observe the role of the hand.

They will adjust the firing officers according to the shooting point of the test shells to ensure that all the first round of artillery fires hit the target.

Huang Hu had been waiting for this moment for two days and immediately replied: "Everything is ready!"

"Then test the shooting!" Li Feng began to give orders after hearing this.

"Boom..." Two dull explosions quickly sounded at the artillery position. Five or six seconds later, two balls of fire suddenly rose in the black-black Jinzhong County, and then the sound of the observing hand reached Li Feng's ears.

"Captain Li, bounce the point and then move forward one hundred meters, and you can accurately hit the target if you turn right fifty meters!"

Li Feng was very anxious to order: "Immediately adjust the artillery based on the new data, replace all the shells with high-explosive shells, shoot ten rapid shots, and use the fastest speed to shoot out the shells we brought."

Although the heavy mortar company only fired two shells just now, the Japanese army was not a fool and could definitely judge its purpose by the bounce points of these two shells and then carry out targeted defense.

If the heavy mortar company wants to complete the task and destroy the ammunition and grain warehouses, it must seize the time and shoot the shells into the target before the Japanese army makes good defense...

At the same time, the Japanese garrison command center located in Jinzhong City was also in chaos. The adjutant rushed to the door of Zhongzuo's sleeping room and reported in a panic: "Sir, the county town was attacked, and the national rescue army wanted to use artillery to destroy our ammunition and grain warehouses..."

Nakazo was very vigilant. He was awakened as soon as the two heavy mortar shells exploded. Realizing the danger, he quickly got up from the bed and put on his military uniform.

When the adjutant's voice sounded at the door, Zhong Zuo happened to put on his military uniform. He opened the door and began to give an order: "Our weapons, ammunition and rations are stored in the ammunition depot and grain depot, and must not be blown up by the enemy!"

"Immediately notify the warehouse garrison to prepare for firefighting. If any shells hit the warehouse, they must immediately stop the fire from spreading and control the losses."

"The artillery troops immediately counterattacked and directly used poison gas bombs to force away the National Rescue Army that was bombarding our country!"

"Order all the remaining mobile troops in the city to rush to the ammunition depot and grain depot, and cooperate with the warehouse garrison to protect the food, weapons and ammunition inside!"

Nakazo gave orders while walking, but after entering the war room, he did not stop for a long time. Instead, he went directly to the yard to get his subordinates off the ladder. He wanted to go up to the roof and observe the specific situation of the ammunition and grain warehouses...

"Boom..."

The second round of shells hit the grain warehouse and ammunition warehouse under Zhong Zuo's gaze. The hit rate was very high, and one shell was each hit.

Perhaps it was because the shell did not hit the ammunition in the warehouse. Except for the explosion of the shell, there was no sound of ammunition explosion...

Zhong Zuo was still shocked, and a large number of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he was filled with fear and ordered: "Why didn't our artillery fight back? The National Rescue Army attacked us with large-caliber mortars. If there were shells hit the warehouse, we might not be as lucky as before!"

The adjutant who was following him was also scared and sweated in a cold sweat, fearing that the artillery shells that had just entered the warehouse would be destroyed, so he quickly took the order: "I will call the artillery troops now and urge them to fight back immediately!"

Although large-caliber mortars are very bulky and often require two people to cooperate to operate, they are mortars after all, and their rate of fire will not be affected by the increase in caliber, almost twice that of mountain cannons.

The adjutant just jumped off the roof and the second round of shells from outside the city had fallen from the sky.

Like just now, most of the shells hit the open space and the guards' stations around the warehouse, and only two shells hit the warehouse.

"Boom..." The ammunition depot was not that lucky this time.

First, a ball of violent fireballs that were at least twice as big as just now were raised in the ammunition depot, and then the sound of shell explosions reached Zhongzuo's ears.

The roar was not over yet, and a series of more violent explosions followed...

"Baga, some ammunition was detonated by shells!" Nakazo shouted, and quickly raised his telescope to look at the ammunition depot.

A warehouse had already lit a raging fire, and explosions were heard from time to time in the middle of the flames.

The orange-red flame is like a huge torch, illuminating the ammunition warehouse clearly.

Nakasa held up a telescope, and he could see clearly every soldier in the ammunition warehouse.

Faced with the shelling, the Japanese stationed in the ammunition depot were in chaos. There were many corpses lying around the burning warehouse. At first glance, you could tell that these people were too close to the ammunition depot just now and were killed and injured by the ammunition that was exploding in the warehouse.

Because ammunition was detonated from time to time in the warehouse, the remaining soldiers could only watch the fire in the warehouse getting bigger and bigger, and dared not get close to extinguish the fire!

Nakazo saw it and was anxious in his heart, wishing he could rush over to put out the fire himself.

In order to prevent accidents and prevent the ammunition in the ammunition warehouse from being taken down in one pot, when we were storing weapons and ammunition, Zhongzuo specially asked his subordinates to divide them into several warehouses for storage.

If only one or two warehouses in the ammunition warehouse are destroyed, the weapons and ammunition in other warehouses will be enough for the city defense garrison to use for a long time.

It was precisely because of this willingness that after learning that the National Salvation Army planned to shell the ammunition depot, Zhong Zuo immediately ordered the mobile troops in the city to reinforce the ammunition depot.

In case a warehouse in the ammunition warehouse is hit by a shell, as long as the warehouse garrison rescues in time, control the fire and prevent the fire from spreading to other warehouses, the weapons and ammunition stored in other warehouses can be preserved intact.

But facing the ammunition that was detonated from time to time in the warehouse, no soldier dared to take the risk to put out the fire.

If the fire spreads to other warehouses as a result, the arsenal will suffer a lot...

"Boom boom boom..."

Just as Zhong Zuo was getting more and more anxious, the long-awaited sound of artillery fire finally rang out at the artillery position two hundred meters away.

After hearing this, Nakazo breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the poisonous gas bombs that the artillery troops had just fired accurately hit the artillery positions of the National Salvation Army, they would definitely retreat, and the operation of shelling the ammunition depot and grain depot had to stop. The warehouses that were not affected by the grain depot and the ammunition depot were saved!

"Boom..."

The third round of large-caliber shells from outside the city hit the grain warehouse and ammunition warehouse again...

This time, no warehouse was detonated, but an explosion was heard in the direction of the grain warehouse. Zhong Zuo turned his head and saw a huge ball of flame rising above the grain warehouse. The fire became bigger and bigger, and it looked like a huge torch, which was twenty meters high!

"Baga! There are also warehouses in the grain warehouse that are ignited by shells!" Nakazuo's face became ugly again, and he cursed with gritted teeth.

"Boom boom boom..."

At this moment, the second round of artillery fire sounded, and the sadness on Zhong Zuo's face relieved a lot.

When two rounds of artillery strike, the artillery troops fired at least twenty poison gas bombs. As long as they hit the target accurately, it would be enough for the artillery troops of the National Rescue Army to drink a pot.

"Sir, the artillery troops of the National Salvation Army are finished. Unless they want to destroy the entire army, they can only retreat and interrupt the operation of shelling the grain warehouse and ammunition warehouse!" The adjutant didn't know when he would return to Zhongzuo, and analyzed with a confident look on his face.

After using poison gas bombs to repel the attack of the National Rescue Army the next night, as soon as the plane supporting them arrived, the adjutant took more than 100 people out of the city to clean the battlefield and count the results...

Under the attack of poison gas bombs, the National Salvation Army's attack positions were not only corpses, but also corpses. The scenes of those scenes brought him too much shock.

It was also from that moment that the adjutant's worship of poison gas bombs suddenly became blind, feeling that the poison gas bombs were invincible on the battlefield. As long as the imperial army used poison gas bombs, the enemy would be killed and there would not even be a chance to escape.

To their disappointment, the two of them only had half of the judgment of the artillery positions of the National Salvation Army.

Faced with the poisonous gas bombs falling from the sky, the heavy mortar company was indeed in chaos for a while.

This is the first time they have seen a real poison gas bomb. They are in a hurry and will inevitably fall into fear.

Fortunately, Huang Hu stayed in the artillery position.

This is his second close contact with a poison gas bomb, which is much calmer than others.

Seeing the red smoke coming out of the shell body, I immediately put on the gas mask I carried with me, reminding the gunners around me while wearing it...

After a while, more than 100 gunners on the artillery position, the guards all wore gas masks.

Several soldiers who reacted too slowly and unfortunately inhaled some poisonous gas had been carried to the rear of the battlefield for treatment.

"Comrades, this is the poisonous gas bomb that killed more than 2,000 real-life cases of our National Savior Army. The Japanese wanted to repeat the same trick and poison us to death. Tonight we not only want to make their conspiracy bankrupt, but also to use the shells in our hands to destroy their grain warehouses and ammunition warehouses, and then slowly clean up them!" Li Feng shouted at the top of his throat!

Because she was wearing a gas mask, the command sound seemed very low and could not be transmitted too far.

But all the gunners felt the anger of the company commander, and the poisonous gas was right beside them. The gunners were like stimulants. Whether they heard the company commander's orders just now, they all tried their best to stuff shells into the barrel and fired fire at the Japanese and puppet troops...

"Boom..."

The fourth round of large-caliber mortar shells accurately hit the Japanese grain warehouse and ammunition warehouse.

There were more shells hit this time, and one shell hit the burning grain warehouse accurately.

The fire that was about to be extinguished by the guards was rekindled. The fire was even bigger than before and spread directly to the warehouse next to it...

The ammunition depot is even worse. I don’t know if it was hit by the fourth round of heavy mortar shells falling from the sky, or the shells that were blown away by nearby warehouses, and another warehouse full of ammunition was detonated...

Nakazo was stunned and shouted angrily: "What's going on? Why are the National Salvation Army outside the city still firing artillery? Shouldn't they transfer and retreat?"

"Did they hit the wrong target? The poisonous gas bomb they just fired did not hit the artillery position of the National Salvation Army?"

The smile on the adjutant's face disappeared, and he frowned and analyzed: "Sir, I think your analysis just now makes sense."

"The artillery position of the National Salvation Army is more than 1,000 meters away from the county town, and is even further away from the artillery position, which is more than 2,000 meters. The artillery distance is too far, so it is not ruled out that the artillery troops will be missed!"

Nakazo quickly ordered: "Then why are you still standing there? Let the artillery troops adjust the shooting angle immediately and force the artillery soldiers of the National Rescue Army to retreat immediately. You can't let them fire any more!"

"Hayi!" The adjutant quickly jumped off the roof and gave an order.

The Japanese artillery position and the artillery squadron leader also heard the explosions spreading from the ammunition and grain warehouses, which shows that the two rounds of poisonous gas bombs he had just fired did not work.

He was even more anxious than Zhongzuo.

If he was wrong and the ammunition depot and the grain depot were destroyed by the National Salvation Army, he would be the sinner of all the troops stationed in Jinzhong County.

While wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he ordered his observer to re-determine whether the shell was on the bullet point deviating from the target.

At this time, the adjutant's phone call happened to be received.

The squadron leader grabbed the microphone and heard the adjutant scolding him, and even gave himself a death order to force the artillery soldiers of the National Rescue Army to immediately retreat.

"Sir, I dare to use my head to guarantee it. All the poisonous gas bombs I fired just now hit the target, and they did not miss it!" The observer suddenly ran over and looked at the squadron leader and reported it very sure.

The squadron leader believed in his subordinates' technical level and immediately reported to the adjutant on the other end of the phone: "Sir, we did not miss it. All the poisonous gas bombs fell on the artillery position of the National Salvation Army. As for why they were still shooting, I couldn't figure it out!"

"Maybe it's because their artillery positions are too large and we fired too few poison gas bombs. The poison gas has not completely dispersed, so it is not enough to force them back!"

"I will now order the troops to fire two more rounds of poisonous gas bombs at the target!"

Two rounds of poisonous gas bombs were quickly shot out by the Japanese, and the explosion of the shell that made Zhongzuo restless also stopped at this moment.

But Nakasa did not show any smile on his face, but instead looked heavy, murderous intent on his face, and he was very angry.

When the artillery squadron leader fired poisonous gas bombs, the National Rescue Army's artillery bombardment did not stop.

Although it has stopped now, they have fired thirty heavy mortar shells into the ammunition and grain warehouses just now. As a result, shells have been hit in each warehouse, and ammunition and burning fires are everywhere. The troops in the warehouse dare not approach the rescue at all.

As for how much materials can be left in the ammunition and grain warehouses in the end, only God knows.
Chapter completed!