Wang Mo quickly adjusted the artillery of the Gruson Mountain Cannon with both hands. He had to kill two small mountain cannons of the patrol battalion in one breath, otherwise the opponent would turn the gun and counterattack him, which would also be a great threat to him.

The shells were sent into the cannon warehouse and the door was closed. Wang Mo immediately pulled the cannon rope, and his movements were proficient and rapid.

boom--

The roar of the shells hitting the ground came, and Wang Mo did not observe whether they hit the target, but slightly adjusted the artillery bombardment and sent the second shell into the cannon bay.

boom--

After repeating this, in just half a minute, Wang Mo fired out five shells with lightning speed, and the shelling covered the 5-meter range around the patrol battalion artillery. Whether it was the two small hill cannons of the patrol battalion or the officers and soldiers of the artillery team, they were nowhere to be seen at this moment, leaving only a few meters of large pit and dust flying all over the sky.

Liu Wu obviously did not know that the mountain artillery team he was relying on had been wiped out. At this time, he was personally leading the officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion to frantically into the first trench position of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army. In his extremely excited state, he did not pay attention to the difference between the sound of his small mountain artillery shelling and the movement of the 75mm Gruson mountain artillery shelling.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, which is mostly new recruits, is obviously not the opponent of the Salt Patrol Battalion. It almost collapses after one encounter. Even the two Maxim machine guns on the front position were captured by the Patrol Battalion.

"Quick, retreat quickly, retreat to the second line of defense!" Zhang Li, the commander of the second battalion, made a quick decision and immediately organized officers and veterans to lead the troops to retreat to the position of the second line of defense. On the second line of defense, Wang Haoshan and the commander of the third battalion, Ge Changchun, also organized troops to block the charge of the patrol battalion at any time.

It was indeed a wise move to set up a second line of defense at the beginning, otherwise the Revolutionary Army in southern Sichuan would not have retreated but dispersed at this moment.

"Haha, what a shitty Sichuan Revolutionary Army is just a group of mobs. Brothers, continue to rush, capture Wang Haoshan alive, and reward 1,000 oceans!" Lu Fengzhi stood proudly on the position of the first line of defense of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, looking at the defeated and fleeing South Sichuan Revolutionary Army happily.

Although Liu Wu did not show Lu Feng's crazy attitude, he also thought that this was a good opportunity to continue his efforts and defeat the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army in one fell swoop. Without even breathing, he led the troops to continue charging, and even pushed the two captured electric guns forward and fired, frantically massacred and defeated the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army soldiers who fled to the second line of defense.

Seeing that his soldiers were harvested by the electric guns in pieces, Wang Haoshan was so angry that he jumped up and cursed: "Bastard, why didn't the machine gun team retreat to remove the electric guns? Which stick did this bastard do this!"

Most of the officers and soldiers of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army were not from professional backgrounds, and they had basically never been exposed to heavy weapons such as the Saiqiu. The use of such weapons and the handling of emergency situations was completely unconscious and regulations. In the emergency retreat, no one thought that they would demolish the Saiqiu to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy. They basically threw down the machine gun and ammunition and turned around and retreated.

The large troops of the patrol battalion were densely packed like a tide, easily overturning the first line of defense of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and the charge momentum did not diminish at all. Then they rushed towards the second line of defense of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army.

The last line of defense of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army was in danger, and the entire army was about to be defeated.

When Wang Mo saw this situation through his glasses, he was immediately anxious. He immediately turned the gun and aimed at the densely packed patrol battalion officers and soldiers on the trench position of the first line of defense.

There was no specific target of shelling at all. Wang Mo used the entire trench position of the first line of defense captured by the patrol battalion as the shelling range. He loaded the shells and pulled the cannon ropes to fire. He mechanically repeated this set of actions as fast as possible, smashing out the remaining 15 shells in one breath.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-

One after another, the shells roared and hit the trench positions one after another. The shock waves brought by the shelling and countless scattered shrapnel destroyed the people and objects on the entire trench positions like plowing the ground. Countless officers and soldiers of the patrol battalions were blown away and torn apart, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

The earth and rocks flew over, the trench was almost flattened, and many soldiers of the patrol battalion were completely buried in the soil. Such a fierce bombardment almost caused the patrol battalion to be destroyed. The patrol battalion line, which was crowded with charges just now, suddenly became extremely loose.

Lu Feng, the outstanding young officer, was lying on the ground with his head in his arms, his straight military uniform was covered in dust, his face pale, and he was really embarrassed.

"This... this is at least a 75mm mountain cannon. It is impossible. How could the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army have such a large caliber?" Lu Feng murmured to himself with a bloodless face. Although he was proud, he was a professional after all, and he still had some understanding of artillery. It is precisely because he knew what a 75mm caliber cannon mean that he felt that the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army could not have such a large caliber cannon, but the facts were in front of him.

Not to mention that Lu Feng thought it was impossible, even Wang Haoshan and others were stunned and could not believe the scene they saw. Just this wave of violent artillery bombardment, the left camp of the patrol battalion, which was at the center of the artillery range, was completely ruined.

"This... it wasn't the young coach who did it?" Ge Changchun opened his mouth wide and was extremely shocked.

Wang Haoshan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He was just a sentry commander of the patrol battalion before, and he had never seen such a violent shelling. The huge power of the artillery shocked him so much.

On the other hand, after Liu Wu was dug out of the sand by his subordinates, he did not care about checking the casualties of the troops. Instead, he pointed to the mountain where Wang Mo was, and roared wildly: "Over there, their artillery position is on the mountain over there. A group of people immediately go over and kill them for me, right away!"

The terrifying lethality of the shelling just now, and the officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion were still scared. If another wave came, they would all be ruined. Therefore, Liu Wugang ordered and the officer closest to him immediately led a team of dozens of people to kill towards the hill where Wang Mo was.

"It seems that this is the highest commander of the patrol battalion to send troops this time." Wang Mo saw Liu Wu, who was sending commander through the telescope, and finally smiled.

Putting away the telescope, Wang Mo carried the Stocky trench mortar, turned around and left, ignoring the 75mm Gruson Mountain Cannon. Without the shells, even if the Gruson Mountain Cannon landed in the patrol battalion, it was just a pile of scrap iron.

Wang Mo carried a mortar and shuttled through the jungle, moving as agile as a cheetah, quietly approaching Liu Wu's location.

Behind a small slope, Wang Mo was lying carefully. It was only about 500 meters away from Liu Wu, and it would be exposed if it was not paid attention.

The patrol battalion, which had just suffered huge losses, was obviously still in a mess at this time. Liu Wu was trying his best to rectify and gather the troops to continue attacking or retreating. I am afraid he had to consider carefully.

Wang Mo would not give Liu Wu the chance to choose. He set up a mortar behind the low slope, measured the distance by giving a thumbs up, and then adjusted the shelling angle.

He picked up the shell and put it into the barrel. With a "bang", the shell shot out of the barrel and drew a perfect parabola in the sky.

boom--

The shell hit 1 meter beside Liu Wu, and earth and rocks splashed, smashing a crater. The shrapnel shot everywhere, and suddenly overturned several soldiers from the patrol battalion. The soldiers in front of Liu Wu blocked the shrapnel for him and escaped by luck.

Liu Wu's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly lay down, and shouted: "Blasting, lie down, lie down!"

Wang Moke was not stingy with the shells in his hand, and kept smashing them out one after another, completely covering the area where Liu Wu was. He fired 20 shells in one go, and then quietly retreated.

There is no doubt that Liu Wu could not die anymore. The entire patrol battalion suddenly looked like a headless fly. I didn't know what to do. Soldiers kept throwing their guns and turning around and fleeing. However, several Lu Yongqiang's confidant officers saw that they were in trouble and quickly set up the lost young master Lu to flee to the direction of Luzhou City.

Wang Haoshan was not a vegetarian, and he could see the chaos of the patrol battalion at a glance. The opportunity was not missed. He immediately organized all the troops at hand to rush out of the position and kill the chaotic patrol battalion.

Amid the calls of the officers and soldiers of the revolutionary army in southern Sichuan, "stolen guns but not killed", the officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion, who had long been in a fight, threw down their guns and knelt on the ground to surrender. The salt patrol battalion in Luzhou has completely become history since then.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army won the victory of this war with difficulty. Wang Haoshan and his three battalion commanders were not busy capturing prisoners and cleaning up the battlefield, but ran to watch the Grusen Mountain cannons as soon as possible.

Hao Gang stroked the metallic cannon tube of the Gruson Mountain Cannon, showing an intoxicated look: "My mother, was this guy who just blown the patrol battalion upside down? Grandmaster, give it to our battalion."

Zhang Li immediately kicked Hao Gang angrily: "Get out, the whole army is just like this treasure, do you still want to take it alone? Is there such a good thing?"

"Just, I want to take it alone, there's no way! Even if I give it to you, will anyone in your battalion use it?" Ge Changchun stood up without hesitation to object. Who wouldn't be jealous of this powerful mountain cannon?

Indeed, without artillery, what's the use of any powerful artillery?

"Mo'er, now you can do it in the entire army. Can you pick a few people and train a few artillery? As long as there are enough artillery soldiers, let's pull up a cannon battalion. Let's see who else in Sichuan is our opponent!" Wang Haoshan secretly decided in his heart that no matter how much it costs, he would pull up a cannon battalion.

Wang Mo smiled bitterly and said, "Father, do you know how much this 75mm Gruson Mountain Cannon costs?"

"How many?"

Wang Movie made two fingers: "The total amount of 20,000 taels of silver is required. This 75mm Gruson Mountain Cannon plus 20 shells costs 20 taels of silver. If you want to form a cannon battalion, it would be impossible without hundreds of thousands of oceans."

Hao Gang and the other three were all silent. Hundreds of thousands of oceans were obviously not a sum of money that the southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army could bear.

Wang Haoshan thought about it and then finally gritted his teeth and said, "Hundreds of thousands of oceans are only hundreds of thousands of oceans. You can use this mountain cannon to train a group of artillery soldiers for the time being. When I raise money, I will buy the cannons and form an artillery battalion."

"Okay, but artillery is a technical force, and it will take several months to complete it quickly." Wang Mo did not object, because this was a good opportunity for him to pick people to form a special combat brigade.
Chapter completed!