"Wen buzz..." The Japanese planes cruised in the sky also saw the smoke rising along the highway, and immediately lowered the flight altitude and cruised back and forth around the troops, hoping to find the artillery troops hidden nearby by the National Savior Army.

But no matter how they lowered the flight altitude, they could not find any trace of the nine mortars.

Several artillery captains were also confused. After being attacked by mortars, they immediately ordered their artillery troops to prepare for counterattack, and at the same time ordered artillery observers to find the opponent's artillery positions.

But the artillery troops of the National Rescue Army stopped after only one round of shells.

There was no sound when the shells crossed the sky, and a few shells fell from the sky and hit the road.

No matter how the observer recalls and studies it, they couldn't even figure out which direction the shells flew over, let alone determine the specific location of the opponent's artillery position.

Colonel Ishida hid in the armored vehicle and waited for almost ten minutes before seeing a staff officer rushing towards him: "Sir, the National Rescue Army is too cunning. Their artillery stopped firing after only one round of shells, and we could not find them!"

"Report to the sir!" The telegrapher also ran towards him at this moment: "Aviation report, no artillery positions of the National Salvation Army were found within two kilometers around us, nor were there any established National Salvation Army troops!"

Colonel Ishida shouted with dissatisfaction: "How is this possible? Could it be that the national rescue army that had attacked us just now were all ground rats and ran away!"

The report of artillery and aviation was right in front of me, and even they could not find the artillery unit that had just attacked everyone, let alone others.

Faced with Colonel Ishida's angry questioning, all the subordinates around him lowered their heads and said nothing.

What Colonel Ishida did not expect was that his judgment on the artillery unit of the National Salvation Army was correct.

In order to prevent the Japanese artillery and aviation from finding the artillery units that had just launched the attack, the Shouyang Garrison specially dug a large number of individual bunkers about one kilometer of each road, and put the mortars in the individual bunker, adjust the shooting personnel in advance, cover the camouflage, and integrate with the surrounding environment.

After receiving the firing order, the gunners completed the three actions of opening the camouflage, shooting, and re-covering the mortar.

Because these artillery positions are far away from the road, the Japanese artillery can't even distinguish the direction of the artillery units of the National Salvation Army, so it is definitely impossible to determine the artillery positions that have been camouflaged.

As for the planes in the sky, it was because the artillery troops were exposed for too short, and there would not be too much smoke during the artillery bombardment. Before they could find it, the artillery positions had been re-disguised and disappeared on the battlefield.

A squad leader next to him suddenly broke the increasingly solemn atmosphere in front of him, and looked at Colonel Ishida's suggestion: "Sir, why don't I send two infantry squadrons to search the surroundings in a net style. As long as we search carefully, we will definitely find those artillery troops that hide!"

Colonel Ishida refused without hesitation: "No, our opponent is too cunning."

"They have the ability to hide artillery troops around us, and they will definitely hide infantry. We will now send troops to search for their artillery troops. Maybe they will hit their guns and die in vain!"

The captain did not give up his thoughts, and looked at Colonel Ishida and continued, "Don't we have planes? If there are really ambushes of the National Savior Army around, they can be forced out and let the air force cooperate with us to launch an attack from the sky, and they will definitely be able to kill them!"

Colonel Ishida did not respond immediately this time, looking at his subordinates with a look of regret, and asked back dissatisfiedly: "Do you think the National Salvation Army will be so stupid?"

"Even though we knew there were our planes on the battlefield, we were still stunned and gathered together in an organization to bomb it?"

"If I were the commander of the National Salvation Army, there would definitely be a large number of scattered soldiers lurking around us. If we send troops to search for the artillery that had just raided us, those scattered soldiers could just hide in the dark and continue to attack us. If we fight, run away and expand the results of the battle."

"Our plane is in the sky. No matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to stare at one or two soldiers of the National Savior Army to fight!"

"The final result is that we not only cannot find the artillery troops that the National Salvation Army has hidden, but also lose a large number of infantry during the search, and finally lose both the wife and the soldiers!"

After listening to the analysis of the team leader, the team leader could not think of any reason to refute and had to choose to compromise.

Half an hour later, the stagnant Japanese and puppet troops continued to rush forward.

As the troops behind the hall slowly disappeared at the end of the road, the planes escorted from the sky also left here. More than a hundred figures emerged from the wilderness and bushes on both sides of the road, some were holding rifles, some were holding light machine guns, and some were carrying mortar parts. They gathered together and quickly disappeared into the nearby forest.

"Boom..." At this moment, the Japanese vanguard troops once again stepped on the landmines buried on the road by the National Rescue Army.

The moment the black smoke rose from the ground, more than a dozen puppet troops around were blown up at the same time.

Everyone was blown into blood, but the final result was different.

Some people were lying on the ground motionless, either fainted from scare or had been killed. Some people fell to the ground with their wounds covered and screamed with a very painful expression...

The bloody scene suddenly scared the puppet troops behind him, and they dared not continue to move forward with a rifle.

"Bageyalu, who asked you to stop!" The Japanese lieutenant who was supervising the battle behind shouted dissatisfied.

Seeing that the puppet army in front had no intention of advancing, he decisively pulled out the turtle box and pulled the trigger at the puppet army.

As soon as the gun fired, the puppet army targeted by the second lieutenant fell to the ground, with eyes wide open, showing an expression of shock that he could not believe.

He never thought that he would die at the hands of the Japanese one day...

The Japanese lieutenant didn't care about so many. In his eyes, the puppet army was just cannon fodder that pretentiously caused his subordinates to suffer casualties. No matter how many people died, it would be okay for him to die.

After firing the gun, he watched the other puppet troops continue to threaten: "The troops continue to advance, otherwise he will be your end..."

"The machine gunner is ready. If the Imperial Army does not execute the order, it will be dealt with directly with the military law!" The last sentence was the order of the second lieutenant captain to his subordinates.

As soon as he finished speaking, the machine gunner next to him held the crooked handle in his hand, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and prepared for shooting...

Under the threat of close death, dozens of puppet troops had to choose to compromise...

More than 10,000 Japanese and puppet troops continued to advance. Although the sound of mine explosions sounded every seven or eight minutes, their marching speed was not affected. The only change was that there were many puppet troops abandoned by the Japanese army on both sides of the road.

They had a big battle to fight next, but the Japanese were not so kind-hearted and carried dozens of seriously injured puppet troops to marching and fighting.

After walking forward for almost an hour, the team that stretched for several kilometers stopped again, and the road ahead was destroyed by the National Salvation Army.

At the same time, the explosion of mortar shells "rumbling..." reached Colonel Ishida's ears again.

This time they were hit by twelve artillery shells. In order to prevent the National Salvation Army from sneaking into the search troops they sent, they compensated their wife and soldiers. Colonel Ishida continued to swallow his anger and gave up his subordinates' desire to counterattack.

As a result, I encountered the same attack again before dark.

As night fell, the Japanese and puppet troops stopped advancing and found a nearby village to start camping. The intermittent sneak attacks stopped.

Although the troops were not attacked in any sneak attack last night, Colonel Ishida was afraid of the sneak attack methods that the national rescue army had been experiencing during the day. On the verge of caution, he still sent three times the patrol troops and guard posts.

At ten o'clock in the evening, most of the Japanese and puppet troops, including Colonel Ishida, fell asleep.

In the huge camp, except for the crackling sound of bonfires and the sound of soldiers patrolling footsteps, only the snoring of the Japanese and puppet troops when they were sleeping...

"Dadadada...Dadadongdong..." A sudden gunfire instantly broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the camp.

The Japanese and puppet troops who were sleeping were like conditioned reflexes. They opened their eyes all at once and squatted on the ground quickly. The rifle they held in their arms was also held flat in their hands at this moment, loading the bullets, staring at the surroundings with a vigilant look on their faces.

"Dadada..." Gunshots in the southeast direction of the station had already sounded, and many mortars were still participating in the battle. Fireballs rose from time to time on the battlefield covered by night.

Colonel Ishida rushed out of the room and saw a subordinate rushing towards him. He asked anxiously: "What's the sound of gunfire in the southeast direction? Why is it getting more and more dense, it doesn't look like a sneak attack at all. Does the National Rescue Army want to attack us?"

"Report to the chief is a sneak attack, not an attack!" his subordinates reported nervously.

"The National Salvation Army hid in the dark and attacked us with light and heavy machine guns from a long distance. The guards are organizing firepower to counterattack, and they will definitely be able to repel them!"

Colonel Ishida's heart, which had just reached his throat, suddenly relaxed: "That's good, I thought the National Salvation Army planned to attack us under the cover of night and fight us to a decisive battle."

"If the firefighting in the southwest is just a sneak attack, then I don't have to be proud of it. We have an absolute firepower advantage. Even if the patrol team and the guard post do not leave the position, the troops can use firepower to repel them!"

"Since there is nothing wrong, I will go back to sleep and let the troops in the camp hurry up and rest. I have a premonition that there will be a tough battle waiting for us tomorrow. The soldiers can only win this battle after they have a good rest!"

Colonel Ishida fell back on the bed when he returned to the room. Before he could close his eyes, three consecutive explosions rang in his ears.

As a veteran who has been through the battlefield for a long time, Colonel Ishida knew that the three shells were less than fifty meters away from him when he heard the sound.

The sleepiness was instantly blown away. He got up from the bed, opened the door and ran towards the command center.

The subordinate who had just left appeared again in front of Colonel Ishida.

Compared with his calmness before, he was obviously a little more panicked at this moment and reported nervously: "Sir, we have a National Salvation Army artillery position nearby... Rumble..."

Before the report was finished, the second round of explosions had already come one after another.

Compared with the explosion just now, the bullet points of this round of shells are closer to the command center.

The captain of the guard on the side immediately became nervous and was anxious to order: "This place is too dangerous, protect the captain of the United Nations immediately!"

"What a panic!" Colonel Ishida threw away the two guards who were escorting him around him, and cursed very dissatisfiedly.

"The enemy only has three mortars, what's the point of fuss? I don't believe we have to be so lucky. Three mortars can destroy the command."

"And we also have artillery soldiers, and we can counterattack. When they destroy the artillery positions of the National Rescue Army, the danger will be gone!"

"Import the artillery troops to fight back immediately, be sure to destroy these mortars for me!"

"I guess these mortars were attacked by us during the day. They were too cunning during the day and we didn't have a chance to destroy them. I didn't expect them to dare to show up after dark. Then don't blame us for being rude!"

"Go to give orders now!" The subordinates quickly took the order!

In fact, the artillery troops have already started preparing without Colonel Ishida giving a counterattack order!

As before last night, there was a mortar squadron and a mountain artillery brigade on standby after the troops set up camp.

The artillery was placed on the position, and the artillery guarded the artillery and sleeped. In case the camp was attacked, they could enter the battle within half a minute.

As soon as the guns and cannons sounded southeast of the camp, the two artillery units were ready for combat.

However, there were very few artillery soldiers participating in the battle at the fire exchange point, and it was not their turn to take action, so the two troops were always on standby and secretly prayed in their hearts that the National Saving Army would send artillery troops to attack the camp quickly so that they would have a place to use their skills.

Perhaps because the Japanese prayers took effect, three mortar shells quickly hit the center of the camp.

The squadron leader of the mortar squadron was like a chicken blood injection, and immediately ordered the observer to determine the position of the opponent's mortar position and then counterattack.

After the fourth round of shells hit the camp, the artillery observer finally calculated the shooting members of the opponent's mortar position. The squadron leader immediately ordered his subordinates to adjust the shooting angle of the artillery and began to counterattack.

"Boom boom boom..." A total of nine shells flew out of the barrel at the same time, and a series of beautiful arcs were drawn in the sky and then landed on the ground and exploded.

The orange-red fireballs instantly exploded the target like the daytime.

In order to kill all the artillery soldiers who attacked their country and kill them all, the squadron leader asked his artillery soldiers to shoot out five rounds of shells before stopping.

Just when he felt that the other party had been killed by him, three fireballs rose up in the camp again, and then a violent explosion sounded in his ears.

"Sir, these three shells seem to have come from the north of the camp. The target we just attacked was on the south of the camp. The National Salvation Army has arranged at least two artillery positions around us!" The deputy captain was shocked and analyzed.
To be continued...