110 Murama Masajima was very angry. He failed to kill the artillery position on the opposite side after two artillery attacks. He had previously mocked the commander of the regiment Jiro Mizuhara for being incompetent, and his artillery troops did not give him any face. Both artillery attacks failed! He was very embarrassed.

"Count it again! Then continue bombing and blow them up for me!" Muramamaji Nizumi shouted angrily.

"Hi!" the squadron leader nodded in horror and said.

"If you don't blow it up this time, you'll just slap yourself. You can't even get a cannon. Why do I want you, the artillery squadron leader?" Muramamajijixiong stood there and said angrily.

"Ah, hey!" the squadron leader said in tears. He did nothing wrong. Why should he let himself be punished?

"Go quickly!" Muramamajimari shouted loudly, and at the same time let go of the hand that grabbed the squadron leader.

The squadron leader ran away immediately and went to command his artillery.

"Baga, a cannon, actually dares to provoke one of our artillery squadrons. It seems that you are really inexperienced. If you have experience, you can completely kill my artillery position. Humph, the Eighth Route Army, that's all!" Muramamajiji looked at the north at this moment, looking coldly at the north.

At this moment, Jiro Suzuhara came over.

"Hello Captain!" Muramamajijiu stood there, and when he saw them coming, he immediately nodded to Jiro Mizuhara and said.

"Don't blame your subordinates. This has little to do with your subordinates, it's mainly that person!" Jiro Mizuhara just heard him shouting and persuaded him.

"Hey, I understand, but I'm very surprised, why can't our artillery fight them? Are they really monsters?" Muramamajijizu stood there, looking at Jiro Mizuhara and asked.

"No, he is a human being. Now we can basically confirm that he did this on purpose, just to delay time, so that our troops will not attack them tomorrow. How can our soldiers fight tomorrow without resting for one night?

Another one is to anger us. As long as we anger us, we will set out from the North Gate and attack them. This will just happen to be his plan. So, I advise you not to go out, and you will see his power at that time.

Actually, I think he did the shelling now. So far, we shelled twice and didn't kill him. You should be able to see more clearly!" Jiro Mizuhara stood there, looking at Muramamatsu in a very calm tone and said.

"Hey, we will definitely be able to kill him!" Muramamaji Nizumi stood there and said confidently.

He did not say that he would not go to the north, but said that he would definitely kill him. The meaning was very obvious. If the artillery could not kill the artillery position on the opposite side, then his troops would be able to go out of the city to fight.

"The same thing, if you want to go out, you personally tell the brigade commander to go, I won't go, and I won't agree. Even if the brigade commander personally gives me an order to order you to go, I won't agree.

Of course, the brigade commander can cross me and give you an order directly, but you can bear the consequences yourself!" Suzuhara Jiro certainly understood what his words meant, so he looked at Muramasa Nizumaru very seriously and warned.

"Hi, I get it!" Muramamajijizu stood there, nodding, not at all convinced.

Jiro Suzuhara was very annoyed when he saw this situation. He immediately took the other captains to the cellar. He also knew that it was impossible to kill the artillery position in the north. In order to prevent other accidents, it would be safer to go to the cellar first. Anyway, the other side has been arranged now, just go there!

Before Jiro Suzuhara had arrived at the cellar, the shelling in the city began again, and it was still bombing the original place. Jiro Suzuhara saw that the hill to the north was covered by fire and sighed.

"If he continues to bomb like this, there will be no ammunition at that time, so he will not consider whether we may need artillery support tomorrow during the day?" Kawano Hiroshino said while standing there.

"Tomorrow our supplementary troops will have artillery troops, and they will also bring cannons and shells to come here. Let him explode. In an old Chinese saying, a person like him will not give up without seeing the Yellow River. It is also good to let him encounter some setbacks!" Jiro Mizuhara stopped, finished speaking, and then walked forward.

Kawano Hiroshino heard it, sighed and followed.

"Made, are you stupid? I didn't hit it twice, but I still hit it now. Are you sick?" Sun Hao saw the explosion on the opposite hill and immediately started to curse.

"The Japanese probably are stubborn with us and want to kill us with artillery troops!" Xiang Yan said to Sun Hao as he thought.

"Mad, that's not right. Jiro Mizuhara is not that stupid. Isn't the one who came here to command this time? " Sun Hao thought of this and spoke.

Xiang Yan heard it and didn't know what to say, nor did he know who Jiro Mizuhara was.

"No, no, the Japanese commander is not Jiro Surihara, but a newcomer. If Jiro Surihara, he would not order the artillery troops to bomb three times!" Sun Hao stood there, shook his head and said immediately.

"Squad leader, what were you talking about?" Xiang Yan looked at Sun Hao with great difficulty and asked.

"People come, pick out half of them and go to the observation point ahead immediately. The Japanese may leave the city. Made, I dare to leave the city. I wish I could. When the shelling stops later, we will go to the front.

In addition, I will bombard the Japanese a few more times later to see if I can lead the Japanese out and kill some of them. By the way, do you bring light machine guns?" Sun Hao immediately made up his mind and said.

He believed that if the guns continued to fire here next time, the Japanese might leave the city and they must be suppressed severely, otherwise they would come out during the day. When more troops came from the Japanese, they would strengthen their attacks on the north.

At that time, the troops of his own regiment may not be able to withstand it. The most important thing now is to let the Japanese know that the Eighth Route Army on the north side is not that easy to deal with!

"There are no machine guns, they are all rifles!" Xiang Yan said when he heard this.

"Well, it's okay. Pick out half of the soldiers.? Let's go with me later, I'll make arrangements!" Sun Hao said to Xiang Yan.

"Yes!" Xiang Yan heard this and nodded. Although Sun Hao is nothing now, he must execute Sun Hao's orders.

Soon, the Japanese artillery bombardment stopped. Sun Hao immediately took the soldiers and began to arrange the hills in front, asking them to arrange several people to each hill as a supporter, and at the same time, they were asked to repair some simple fortifications at the top of the mountain first.
Chapter completed!