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Looking at Yang Yiming's firm eyes, Xiao Dabiao knew that he was not a joke, and then sighed and said, "Okay, it's better to be 30% sure than not. When are you going to act?"

Yang Yiming looked at the sky and then said, "It won't be long before the sky will get dark. I decided to take action after it gets dark. The chance of success is higher. I just don't know if Japan will send new reinforcements before it gets dark."

Xiao Dabiao nodded and took the words and said, "Yes, but your idea is still very good. I allow you this time, but you have too few troops. After dark, I will give you another platoon of troops, so that you will have a greater chance of winning."

"Yes, company commander! Thank you company commander."

"Okay, you go down and prepare, I'll allocate you ammunition."

As time goes by, two mountain cannons that kept eroding the ** soldiers finally stopped ejecting. However, as Yang Yiming's direct superior, his mood was not good at this time. Although Mr. He had agreed to Yang Yiming's actions just now, he discovered the enemy's reinforcements just a few minutes ago. According to analysis, at least two teams were there.

However, since what I decided was the only thing now is too late to regret it. Xiao Dabiao could only pray silently in his heart and hope that Yang Yiming could complete this mission to win opportunities for the Third Battalion and all the soldiers of the Third Battalion.

Thinking of this, Xiao Dabiao lit a cigarette with choking snuff and took a few deep breaths, then picked up a shovel and slapped it hard on the trench that had just been repaired.

Although the battlefield of the Third Battalion was not the main battlefield of Niushou Mountain, with the morning attack, the Japanese army actually used two squadrons of soldiers to attack. It is conceivable how clear the Japanese army's combat intentions were - to quickly fight and take Niushou Mountain and Nanjing.

At this time, Yang Yiming was distributing ammunition to more than 30 people next to him and explaining the combat plan. This night attack was a special battle, so everyone put down unnecessary equipment, and each of them had a dozen grenades and guns without any faults.

"This is the case, I don't want to say anything more. If someone doesn't want to participate and leave at this time, I will definitely let it go." After Yang Yiming said that, Ling Lie's eyes quickly glanced at everyone on the spot, but this group of soldiers with "rich combat experience" had no fear in their eyes.

"Since everyone is not a coward, then gather here for half an hour." After saying that, Yang Yiming turned around and left with the rifle in his hand.

When he arrived at the depths of the trench, Yang Yiming checked his gun. Hanyang made good performance, but the mirror box inside the box at his waist had never been used. Therefore, Yang Yiming took out the mirror box commonly known as the mull gun.

It is a little heavier than expected, but because of this, its accuracy is amazing. If it is a short force, it will be completely fine to shoot one by one according to Yang Yiming's skills. In addition, most of the mausoleum guns in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War were imported from Germany, with twenty rounds of ammunition loading and continuous shooting. If a bracket is added, it can become a small submachine gun.

After looking at the 70 to 80% new look in his hand, Yang Yiming liked it very much. After weighing it in his hand, he inserted it into the holster.

Just as Yang Yiming was about to get up, Xiaoqiu ran over and said with a smile: "Plane Commander Yang, I heard that you are going to lead the team to take the Japanese artillery tonight?"

"Well, do you guys know the news very quickly?"

Seeing this, Xiao Qiuba smiled even stronger, and then he kept touching the back of his head with his right hand. When he saw Yang Yiming, he said quickly: "Platform Leader Yang, do you want to..."

"You Xiaoqiu Ba, are you talking to me if you have something to do? Tell me if you have something to do." Yang Yiming said.

"Well, I'll go with you too, do you think it's OK?"

"You go too?" Yang Yiming shook his head and continued, "That's not possible. I'm going to fight. You know, you can't even get the robbery. If you go, you will be a burden to me."

"Don't, Platoon Leader Yang, Brother Yang, although I won't rob, at least I am a health officer. Are you considering whether you can?" Seeing Yang Yiming leaving, Xiao Qiuba hurriedly took Yang Yan's hand and said.

Yang Yiming thought about it and said that this kid could not stand his temper. He had seen blood again, so he would not cause trouble when he went out. In addition, Xiaoqiu Ba is indeed one of the only health workers in the Third Battalion, so it might be really helpful to take him on the road.

"Okay, but you must remember it. When you go, you must listen to my command and don't cause trouble!"

Seeing Yang Yiming agreeing, Xiao Qiuba jumped up happily and said, "Thank you, Platoon Leader Yang", and then jumped into the trench. Looking at Xiao Qiuba's joyfulness, Yang Yan couldn't help but smile on his cold face.

"If I were in my previous life, such a child should still be in junior high school, right? Alas~~"

After the two Type 94 light mountain cannons were "silent", the artillery battalion in the distance followed another round of bombing, but the main bombing location was not the location of the Third Battalion. Judging from the "rumbling" sound, it should be other ** positions in Niushou Mountain. Even so, the Japanese army on the opposite side did not idle and launched two small-scale attacks. Because of reinforcements, the troops sent to each time increased a lot. However, relying on the terrain, the Japanese team left twenty or thirty bodies and broke back twice. Of course, killing one hundred enemies and self-damaging the Eighty-Third Battalion was not easy, and the seriously injured were only 280 people alive.

Yang Yiming is now thinking about the night attack at night, so he doesn't know much about the situation on the battlefield. However, he still knows from the words of the squad leader Liu that the enemy has reinforcements. Just like what Xiao Dabiao thought, Yang Yan did not regret it. Instead, his belief in removing the artillery battalion increased a little, because the enemy reinforcements mean that the Japanese army's intention to take the third battalion position as soon as possible is more obvious, so Yang Yiming secretly vowed to take the artillery battalion and give himself a chance to breathe.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the thirty-one people standing deep in the trench, no! Thirty-two people should have stood in front of Yang Yiming. Yang Yiming looked at everyone without saying anything, but just took a jar of unopened spirits from Liu Huayun, the squad leader of the second squad next to him.

He pulled open the cloth seal, then raised his head and sipped it, and then handed the wine jar back to Liu Huayun's hand.

One, two, three, one after another, each of them opened their stomachs and took a sip of the strong wine. At the end of the day, Xiaoqiu Ba was no exception. Then the strong alcoholism made everyone present excited. After all, this was a road of no return. Can you drink this bowl of wine again next time? Is there another time?

"Set off!"

The group heard the order without making any sound, but there were rustling footsteps at the bottom of their feet. Everyone held their heads high, and faced the awe-inspiring look of other soldiers on both sides of the trench, the spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice was revealed in their bones. When everyone crawled out of the deepest part of the trench, Mr. He San and Xiao Dabiao who came to see him off called Yang Yiming.

"Platform Commander Yang, you can only succeed and not fail here! You must also pay attention to the fact that if the enemy arranges heavy troops to guard it, come back quickly and do not make unnecessary sacrifices." Xiao Dabiao said in a low voice.

Yang Yiming nodded, then turned his gaze to the battalion commander He San, who was not speaking.

"Third Master!" Before Yang Yiming could say anything, Master He made a stop gesture immediately and then gently patted Yang Yiming's shoulder with his right hand and said, "Brother, I'll wait for you to come back..."

At this moment, none of the three of them were talking. Everyone knew in their hearts that the chance of Yang Yiming coming back was almost zero, but who could not hope that it would come back deep in their hearts?
Chapter completed!