"Teacher, aren't you sleeping?"

"Have you released the sermon?"

"Twenty miles, patrol at a fixed point."

"Well, that's good."

Su Zhang nodded, breathed a little relieved, and then said, "I'm still worried. Maybe something big will happen tonight."

"Teacher Commander, even if the thief army wants to fight a night war, when have we ever been afraid? How many of the Imperial Ace Division can compete with our 17th Division in bayonets?"

"How many troops did you think the thief army have come?"

"Haha, division commander, are you worried about the number of people on the other side. What's the point? Their surprise attack on Qujiang is indeed a magical stroke, but the strange soldiers have always been expensive, but not too much. If it is a long-distance attack, then there will be two divisions in the sky. If there are too many, the transportation capacity of those buns will have long collapsed."

"Too."

I was in a state of great peace and could hear some sounds of cold guns, but it was nothing more than spies going back and forth, which was nothing big.

If there is a big situation, early warning will appear early.

However, just in case, Su Zhang ordered a regiment to be alert at night. As soon as tomorrow dawn, it would destroy the enemy defenders in the southwest and directly recapture Qujiang County.

If the situation is unclear, then let’s make a clear statement.

As the night gets deeper and deeper, the clouds above the sky almost merge with the mountains.

It was about the weight of water vapor, and it started to be misty at eleven o'clock in the night.

There is heavy fog in the mountains in September, and if the sun does not come out, it will not be able to dispel any of it.

At twelve o'clock, most units of the 17th Division rested on the spot.

In addition to the tent, there are sleeping bags, and the soldiers are surrounded by shoulder-length guns with bayonets.

It was late at night and the barracks gradually fell into dreams with the joy of victory during the day.

At the same time, the "Tang People's Revolutionary Army" that continued to move forward in the dark has been difficult to position itself. While providing shelter from the night, it also brings trouble.

Fortunately, the investigation in the past few days has given me a memory of a large number of excellent front-line squad platoon leaders. According to the large number of coordinates and reference objects set along the way, some teams have arrived at the predetermined attack starting position.

Cliffs, steep slopes, valleys, or bridges and rivers, this silent approach tests people's spirit and makes people feel extremely depressed.

The fog sucked into the mouth and nose, and exhaled again.

"Da Zhuang."

"Squad leader."

"Are you tidying?"

Bangbang.

His fingers hit his chest, making a slight sound.

"good."

"Squad leader, please see it later!"

The soldier named Dazhuang raised the ridge in his hand. This is a wide-headed straight knife with a relatively long hilt. Dazhuang used a cloth strip to wrap his palms and the hilt together to prevent his hands from getting out of hand.

Tonight, we will start a massacre.

It is extremely painful to endure the spirit, but there are also things that refresh the spirit in the "Tang Dynasty People's Revolutionary Army". One is sugar and the other is Kawaha, which can make people excited.

At one o'clock in the morning, soldiers generally had a piece of candy in their mouths or Kawaha powder, which was extremely bitter and eventually contained a candy.

Suffering is bitter, but spirit is also spirit.

It was like dead trees and stones. More and more troops arrived at the site where they were scheduled to launch an attack. It was not that they encountered the 17th Division's roaming posts on the road, but these roaming posts did not enter the slopes or forests, but just walked on the mountain roads. After walking, they would not look at them anymore.

Although he had never said hello, the soldiers could feel arrogant from these whistles.

They should have fought very happily during the daytime battle, right?

The soldiers’ ideas are very simple, they will take revenge in a while, and they will become even worse!

It was not just the warriors who held their breath.

Yangba and Ji Shi were both wearing disguises, picked up their telescopes and looked at the camp in the distance, only a few lights were seen.

The night curfew of the 17th Division is quite strict, and basically you can only see the lights on the whistle.

The bridgehead of the ancient stream, the bridgehead of the Beijiang Riverbank Bridge, the warehouse...

There are stars, but they can probably recall the landform characteristics of the day.

Some temporary fortifications were left by the coffin, and the sand and soil in the woven bag were filled yesterday. The fog suddenly rose and it was wet.

Time flows slowly, making people feel that it is both fast and slow, and pressure and power are intertwined, but as the position of the mortar cannon is determined, starting from 1:59, almost the shadows between the mountains and ridges rise a little higher.

There are many figures, like ghosts.

"fire!"

"fire!"

"put!"

"put!"

Bang! Bang! Bang...

While the mortars that were shooting were firing, a large number of infantry had begun to climb over obstacles, bunkers, and trenches. These were originally from brothers, but now from the enemy.

Charge one hundred meters, blow the trumpet fifty meters.

The vast hilly valley echoed with the sound of charge.

"here we go."

Guo Wei, who was hung with a cloak on his shoulder and smoking a cigarette, frowned, waiting for the news ahead.

He doesn't want to win miserably, he only wants the 17th Division!

"Run!!!"

"Clash with me!!"

The squad leader is the commander of the front-line combat team. Basically, the soldiers' charge is to follow the squad leader in front of them. In the past, the battle formations during the day were useless. At night, they fought bravely and bravely.

"Kill!!!"

Dazhuang, holding a hilt, jumped into the trench first under the cover of the squad leader.

This is a temporary trench built by sand, sandbags, bamboo and wood. When he jumped into it, he first threw a grenade further away, and Da Zhuang waved his knife and slashed it.

laugh!!!

"ah!"

With a scream, I didn't know how to chop people, but when I couldn't see my five fingers, I was ahead and the enemy!

The costumes of the Revolutionary Army are different from the Imperial soldiers. Tonight, they always wear cloth scarves on their arms, and they can tell that they are enemies or friends as soon as they touch them.

Otherwise, it would be just touching the head. Most of the soldiers of the "Tang Dynasty People's Revolutionary Army" were almost bald and they would thorn their hands as soon as they touched it.

"not good!!"

In his sleep, Su Zhang suddenly woke up, took out his watch and looked in the light, and it was two o'clock in the morning.

"Enemy attack!!"

While Su Zhang was yelling, there was also a bustle outside. The open whistle had already opened fire, and the machine guns set up by the secret whistle also began to fire.

The only response to the fire in the muzzle was the quick aim of the mortar.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Maybe it was too nervous and didn't hit the three shots.

"continue!!"

"yes!"

The gunner took a deep breath and re-aimed. After the three mortars corrected the angle, there were three more shells.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Boom! Boom boom!

The machine gun position of the secret whistle finally calmed down.

Su Zhang felt something was wrong. He thought it would be a movement from the southwest direction, but at this time he stood there and listened with his ears. The sound of shelling, explosions, shooting, and killing everywhere were everywhere...

"I'm fucking trap!"

Su Zhang, commander of the 17th Division, instantly felt cold sweat on his forehead.

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PS: The seventh day of the first lunar month, I will update the second time~~~
Chapter completed!