"Find the specific location immediately and shoot a counterattack to destroy it!" A serious and serious order flashed across the squadron leader's face.

The Japanese army responded very quickly, and the "rumbling..." guns quickly rang out at the artillery position of the National Rescue Army more than a thousand meters away.

But not long after, three more shells hit the camp, and this time the shells flew over from the west of the camp.

The squadron leader was confused, but his reaction was very fast, and he immediately ordered his artillery troops to fight back...

But no matter how he counterattacked, three shells hit the camp from different directions in more than ten minutes...

As we fought, the squadron leader of the mortar squadron gradually realized something was wrong: "Bageya Road, the National Salvation Army is too cunning. Every time they shoot four to five rounds of shells, they will transfer their positions. When our shells hit, they have already evacuated their previous artillery positions."

"We have fought for so long just now and have almost no losses to the National Savior Army that sneaked into our attacks."

"They have been transferring artillery positions and shooting the battalions from different directions. We were fooled!"

"We must change our playing style, otherwise no matter how many shells are shot, it will be a waste of ammunition?" The deputy captain asked anxiously.

"Concentrate more mortars to counterattack!" The squadron leader thought about the order.

"The transfer time of the National Salvation Army is limited. As long as our artillery coverage area is large enough, we will definitely be able to kill them!"
Chapter completed!