Especially when Zhao Daqiang's three infantry companies were about to rush down the mountain, 25 oil barrels were 3 meters away, and 25 oil barrels were slammed down on the mountain nearly 100 meters wide.

The mountains in southern Anhui are not like the beautiful Jiangnan, and the mountains are very slow, especially the mountains on both sides of the Laojinkeng River Valley, which have a slope of 40 or 50 degrees. People have to be careful when walking on it.

The slopes are basically dominated by shrubs and miscellaneous trees. Even if some trees are larger, the oil barrels with a total weight of nearly 200 kilograms of sand and gravel have accelerated by more than ten meters of height drop, and they are like wild horses running wild on the grassland, moving forward.

Whether it is a shrub or a tree, it will be broken in the face of such violent energy. The only thing that can hinder this group of big guys rumbling down may be the only stones, but that will not completely hinder the direction of the rolling wood, but will throw it high or change a certain direction.

There were even two high-bounced oil barrels colliding in the air, causing a terrifying impact sound, then they fell on the hillside, and then rushed into the valley in a more violent manner.

The sound of "rumbling" was like thunder. Looking up from the bottom of the valley, it was a lush mountain that seemed to have been paved by a giant rake. The shrubs and grass were desperately separated to both sides. The big trees that were as thick as adults' thighs were broken, and even a lot of stones were loosened, and they followed it and rolled down the mountain.

Not to mention hitting this thing, I’m afraid that if you just roll over your body, this person is almost like a cake!

The Japanese army, who had originally hid behind the grass and stones, were all scared and urinated. I don’t know how many people ran to both sides or down. The embarrassment was comparable to their colleagues who were hiding explosives in the valley.

Damn it! I really don’t know if I don’t mess it up. It turns out that there are so many Japanese devils hiding! Zhao Daqiang couldn’t help but wiped his cold sweat.

It's really a blessing for Li Jiujin to be very good at using the trick of putting sand and gravel as a fortification. Just going down the mountain, I'm afraid the three infantry companies he commanded would have to pay a considerable price.

The Chinese commanders on the mountain were secretly clamoring for luck, but the Japanese army fleeing crazy at the foot of the mountain suffered disaster.

Not to mention that this rolling wood that was originally just used to throw away "equipment" and scare people, once it hits people, it will be a pile of meat paste. Several Chinese soldiers from the companies on the positions on both wings of the mountain will not be idle watching the fun. I wonder how many guns are aiming at these "groundhogs" who emerged from the cracks of the grass barley rocks!

If you run away with two short legs and run wildly, you will be killed by a rifle or machine gun less than 100 meters away. But if you want to bet on luck and don’t run away, just learn from the 94 little beads to resist...

Unfortunately, after all, people don’t have the thick skin of Xiaodou Ding. Looking at the rolling wood that is even more irregular than explosive bags, few people dare to gamble.

Those who dare to gamble are basically dead. They are either crushed by an oil barrel and broken bones or are hit or hung by a jumping oil barrel.

And no matter how many Japanese soldiers ran away, at least half of them fell on the bullets.

Of course, I still have a life of life. I dodged both bullets and oil barrels, but this was just the first wave. The second wave of 25 oil barrels was soon pushed up the mountain by the soldiers and rolled down again along the road they "senals" broke.

Compared with the Japanese army on the hillside, there are actually even more unlucky ones.

That was the Japanese army in the valley.

The oil barrel accelerated by the potential energy of nearly a hundred meters high was completely out of control. After rolling down the hillside, it rolled into the valley for seventy or eighty meters before stopping.

In the face of the huge kinetic energy of potential energy conversion, everything is in vain.

No matter what the oil barrel hit, it will be crushed, even if it is a stone. Even the people behind the stone will be crushed. Many oil barrels are covered with fresh hair and flesh.

The difference between thermal weapons and cold weapons is the range and energy level. Cold weapons are completely replaced by thermal weapons. But one thing is, the bloody and tragic created by cold weapons is by no means comparable to thermal weapons that can evaporate the human body in place.

For example, just like now, the road where the oil barrel rolls down can be called a flesh-and-blooded road.

There are a pool of flat and spray-shaped minced meat all over the battlefield, and it is obvious that it is the kind that must be shoveled with military shovels.

Some soldiers from the 4th Company who had just eaten canned beef regretted eating it themselves, because this extremely bloody scene caused many people to spit out the beef directly.

What a waste!

The same is true for the Japanese. They can't stand and get killed by the bullets, and they have to be so bloody.

Zhao Daqiang's 50 oil barrels were divided into two groups and threw them away, killing at least thirty or forty unlucky guys, but Li Jiujin threw all the 30 oil barrels he distributed to him in one breath.

Obviously, the coverage area is wider and the damage caused is greater. The Japanese killed can gather an infantry team with just a few corpses.

The veteran was too late to show off his wisdom, so he took a breath and exclaimed: "Oh my god, it would be fine if I had known this, so why would it take to make explosive packs? Our entire army will bring thousands of oil barrels, and if we push them down, we can smash these bastards."

Yang Xiaoshan couldn't help laughing: "Company Commander, let alone whether the oil barrels can be found so many, even if there are, we must have the strength of the two thousand people."

Li Jiujin rolled his eyes: "You kid knows this. By the way, your kid's wings are hard now, and he always sings on stage with me. He used to be honest, and I, Lao Li, would do whatever I said, even Chief Tang dared to beat him."

"What?" Several Sichuan Army officers beside Old Li were stunned.

Lao Li and the others saw that they were just a typical soldier's hob, but they didn't realize that this young platoon leader was so awesome! Even the commander had beaten?

They had never seen how powerful Chief Tang was, but they couldn't resist someone's words!

The awesomeness that soldiers like to brag the most is not only how awesome they are, but how awesome the commanders they follow. In the battle between the four lines, the commander of Tang killed four Japanese soldiers in a single shot. At least half of the officers of the independent battalion have witnessed it with their own eyes, so it is natural that they can't be bragged.

However, no one dared not believe that scene was posted by a reporter from Tan Tai University in the newspaper, but he didn't name it at that time, and he didn't expect that Tang Dao did it.

The Sichuan Army could only prove their admiration for their new commander with a stunned look. They had seen the Japanese army's ability to fight for assassination. Not to mention one-on-one-one, even if they chose one-on-one, they felt that they might not be able to win.

But just such a great man was beaten by this little platoon leader who looked honest and honest?

Several platoon leaders of Sichuan Army companies looked at Yang Xiaoshan's eyes and almost popped up.

"Brother, don't listen to the company commander's tricks. Just my tricks, Commander Tang can kill me with one hand. It's just that I'm not familiar with it for the first time. At that time, I was just a soldier. When I was responsible for patrolling the battlefield, I just used him as a deserter and pointed him at him with a gun." Yang Xiaoshan was a simple person after all, and he was flushed and waved his hands to explain.

That's also awesome, right? At least it means that this small platoon leader is brave enough. Several Sichuan Army officers laughed, but no one really underestimated Yang Xiaoshan because of this explanation.

It’s not that Yang Xiaoshan is really powerful, but the fact that a high-ranking soldier was promoted to second lieutenant so quickly shows that Tang Dao appreciated him very much. Moreover, they fought and fought hard together in the four industries. Such a person must not be easily offended.

This is the result that Lao Li wanted while laughing so hard that he was making a fucking smile.

These Sichuan Army may be under the Tang sword and dare not disobey the orders issued by the military orders, but they are all troops of the same level. Why do you just listen to you, Li Jiujin, and you are still a little unhappy?

Why do you really think that Li Jiujin is pretending to be a shameless person when he held a military meeting? That is to tell the Sichuan Army company commanders with the attitude of Tang Dao that I am the confidant of Chief Tang and a hardcore. If you follow me, even the company commander of the same level will have to convince me.

The other three infantry company commanders of the Independent Battalion have their own advantages when they get along with these Sichuan troops.

Like the company commander Leng Feng, no need to say a word, everyone else told him that he was the company commander of the strongest infantry company of the independent battalion. Even the deputy battalion commander Guo Shouzhi and chief of staff Zhuang Shisan had to give him enough face. Usually, he called him Company Commander Leng instead of calling him the name directly.

Only fools dare to blow up the thorns for such people.

Qian Dazhu and Zhao Daqiang, one is young and easy to get along with, and the other looks simple and cunning in his heart. The most important thing is that they are both from the Sichuan Army, which makes the Sichuan Army's company commanders much more acceptable.

Only Li Jiujin, who did not have the advantage of those three, could only find another way to make the company commander of the Sichuan Army obey orders in a regular manner. Otherwise, if there was any mistake during the battle, it would cost people's lives.

This is the wisdom of a veteran who has been in the army for more than ten years. He knows so much that those officers are fighting in their hearts.

Now, he just used a joke to make the platoon leaders of the Sichuan Army Company feel more deeply what they mean by being a confidant. Not only the company commander, but also the small platoon leader, have a life-long friendship with Chief Tang.

Tang Dao certainly knew Li Jiujin's little thoughts, but no matter what method he used, he would be an excellent commander who was handed over to him.

Just as a great man once said, "No matter whether it is black or white, the one who catches mice is a good cat!"

Besides, even if Tang Dao wants to remove factions under his command, can it be really removed? Together with the 9 newly joined Sichuan Army companies, everyone in the battalion knows that even if everyone is a direct line, the direct line among the direct line under the command of the Tang Battalion Commander is the first company, the second company and the fire support company.

Where there are people, there are worlds! Even if there are only a few people, they will consider their closeness and distance in their hearts, let alone an army of more than 2,000 people!

No matter what size of troops Tang Dao can command in the future, Lei Xiong, Leng Feng, Li Jiujin, Cheng Tiexou and others will have the label of Tang Dao's direct line on their foreheads.

Li Jiujin sighed at the flexibility of his mind while "unifying" the friendly forces under his command. Takeuchi Yunshan in the river valley was also trying his best to start his little head.

The poor Japanese Army Colonel's head was about to go down, but the loud sound of the rumbling and rolling down of the oil barrel 500 meters away from him forced him to wake up.

The intuition of the soldier kept reminding him that the crisis was coming, but he really couldn't guess what the Chinese would do next.

Judging from the intensity of the gunfire in the valley, there are at least eight or nine hundred imperial infantry in the valley. Although this number makes the Japanese Army Colonel heartbroken, there are nearly two thousand imperial officers and soldiers entering the valley! How long has it been since then, there are only so many people left?

However, this also gave Takeuchi Yunshan a little confidence.

The Chinese have the dominant terrain and have enough heavy weapons to siege him so hard that he didn't have the ball to get a goal, but as long as there were no less than 800 infantry, he was confident that he would not be killed by the Chinese so quickly.

That's right, the Chinese's heavy firepower surpassed his infantry corps, but it was impossible to kill nearly a thousand Japanese Imperial Army with these heavy weapons.

Facts also proved his judgment that the Chinese people's heavy firearms were actually exhausted, and the magical weapons that threw explosives were basically no longer fired. Although mountain cannons and mortars were terrible, the density of artillery fire was also visible to the naked eye.

The Chinese wanted to eat them, so they could only throw infantry into the valley and attack the imperial infantry hidden in various parts of the valley.

Everyone uses guns but no cannons. Takeuchi Yunshan is confident that his "steel army" can defeat three, and without a 3,000 infantry, the Chinese cannot eat them.

This is the proportion that the Japanese Army Colonel took the initiative to lower the proportion under continuous setbacks. If it were replaced on the North China Plain, he would even dare to say that his command could fight ten.

After all, on the battlefield in North China, he was commanding his infantry corps to chase a Chinese infantry division.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Logically speaking, the Chinese have arranged such a big situation to cheat him, and they will never take such a big risk to rush down the mountain to fight, but their intuition tells him that the crisis has arrived.

The Japanese Army Colonel, who was slightly awake by the dangerous intuition, chose to lie in a deep ditch and secretly hold the telescope to observe the movements of China.

On this battlefield, not being able to sneak is a completely seeking death.

Ten minutes ago, the deputy of the Grand Secretary, who had been extremely careful to check the enemy situation, was shot at the telescope by someone. The bullet shattered the telescope lens and penetrated into his right eye. Next to the bloody eye socket was a broken glass piece embedded in the already bloody face that was still shining in the winter sun.

The strange and terrifying cruelty made Takeuchi Yunshan understand that there were Chinese sharpshooters around him, sharpshooters with the ultimate marksmanship. The communications soldiers on the back of the field radio station should have been killed by them.

The grandson was the one who showed his head again. The Japanese Army Colonel, who had the best life, never showed up from the hidden position he chose, even when his command continued to launch a desperate charge towards the hill.

In the telescope's vision, he had the honor to see the second wave of oil barrels thrown by Zhao Daqiang's troops, and also saw the extremely brave imperial infantry under his command fleeing like groundhogs, then being swept down by the Chinese guns and then being smashed into meat paste by the oil barrels that were jumping forward frantically.

But this is not the key. There are enough imperial officers and soldiers killed in battle. For the Japanese Army Colonel, they can be said to be calm.

The telescope's lens reflects the Chinese's subsequent artillery fire, killing the infantry more than 100 meters around the oil barrel and flees wildly.

Then, rows of Chinese soldiers wearing gray-black military uniforms and dark blue military uniforms moved down the road opened by the crazy oil barrels at high speed, and the eyes of the Japanese Army Colonel suddenly solidified.

The Chinese actually started to enter the river valley to fight. Is this the final decisive battle going on?

The originally confident Yunshan Takeuchi was not happy at all that he could kill Chinese soldiers in large quantities, but was more desperate.

Because he knew that his ambition to drag it to dark had completely disappeared.

The Chinese would rather suffer huge casualties than let them go.

"Transfer my military order, sound the alarm, notify the entire army to take bayonets, and prepare to fight to the death with the Chinese." Takeuchi Yunshan, who lost all hope, stared at his red eyes and ordered.

No matter how I don’t want to die, I can only fight to the death at this time.

In the entire infantry corps, anyone can surrender, but he cannot. If he does not fight to the death, his mother will probably be left on the streets, his gentle and beautiful wife will become a plaything for the powerful, and his cute children will not be able to eat.
To be continued...