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The sound of a shell being fired suddenly rang out in the mountain valley on the north side of the valley.

All four Type 41 mountain guns opened fire simultaneously.

The whistling sound of shells cutting through the air came swiftly, striking the slopes on both sides of the valley with precision.

When the first volley of shells landed.

Zhao Wenlong was leading his men to quickly evacuate along the natural ravine.

The shell landed on the edge of the earthen embankment where he had just been lying, creating a crater more than two meters in diameter, with dirt and gravel flying everywhere.

He crouched low, his steps both hurried and steady.

Slightly bend your knees and lower your center of gravity to reduce the area of ​​your body exposed to impact.

The soldiers of the battalion behind them maintained the same posture.

Quickly move to the north to avoid it.

The Japanese artillery fire was terrifyingly accurate.

The second shell landed closer to the ditch.

The nearest soldier was less than twenty meters away.

Shrapnel grazed the edge of the ditch, kicking up a cloud of dirt, but the soldier was unharmed.

He didn't even turn his head, continuing to run wildly with the group ahead.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!"

"Continue the retreat!"

Zhao Wenlong lowered his voice and called out to those behind him.

The terrain of the ravine was even better than it appeared on the map, winding its way out.

There is a naturally formed bend every few tens of meters.

Those bends formed a natural bulletproof barrier, even though the Japanese artillery shells were very accurate.

However, the impact points were mainly concentrated in the area where they had just opened fire.

Once they retreated deep into the trenches, the threat of artillery fire would be greatly reduced.

When the third round of shells landed.

Zhao Wenlong had already led his men to retreat to the bend in the middle of the ravine.

He paused, then glanced back in the direction of the valley.

The Japanese artillery continued firing.

The impact point of the shells is extending from near the earthen embankment towards the entrance of the ditch.

It was clearly an attempt to cut off their escape route.

However, the ravine was too deep and winding; when the shells landed at the entrance, most of the fragments and shockwaves were absorbed by the ravine walls.

It couldn't hurt the people who had already retreated to the middle.

Zhao Wenlong turned around and continued to lead his team to retreat northeast.

He knew the shelling wouldn't last long.

Koichi Abe's objective was to clear the ambush positions on both sides of the valley.

Once he determines that the ambush has been driven away by artillery fire, he will cease firing and allow the infantry to regain control of the valley.

All they had to do was wait for the shelling to stop, and then quietly return to both sides of the valley entrance.

Then the next stage of the task can be completed.

really.

After the three rounds of rapid fire ended.

The Japanese artillery fire stopped.

The rumbling sound echoing through the valley gradually dissipated.

Zhao Wenlong squatted deep in the ravine and listened intently for a while, confirming that the shelling had indeed stopped.

He slowly straightened up and gestured to the soldiers behind him.

"Rest where you are."

The soldiers silently dispersed and sat down against the ditch wall.

Someone unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip, someone else checked the gun, but no one spoke.

Zhao Wenlong also sat down against the ditch wall, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the Filter Valley, while he estimated the time in his mind.

Now there's only one thing he needs to do.

and so on.

Koichi Abe sat in the sidecar of a motorcycle.

His fingers remained firmly gripping the knife hilt, his gaze fixed intently on the direction of the entrance to the valley.

After the shelling ended, he did not immediately order the troops to advance.

Instead, they waited silently for nearly ten minutes.

After confirming that no more gunshots were heard from inside the valley, he slowly loosened his grip on the knife hilt.

"Send an infantry squad to scout into the valley."

His voice regained its usual calmness, but his speaking speed was still a few beats faster than usual.

"After confirming that the slopes on both sides have been completely cleared, then let the main force follow up."

The adjutant responded and turned to relay the order.

An infantry squad broke away from the main force, lined up in skirmish lines, and cautiously entered the entrance to the Filter Valley, rifles at their sides.

Their pace slowed considerably, and they made sure there were no abnormalities around them before moving forward.

Some people climbed up the slopes on both sides to inspect the shell craters and bunkers.

Some people crouched at the edge of the ditch to check if there were any remaining enemy soldiers lying in ambush.

It took them nearly twenty minutes to confirm the entire filter valley.

No living enemies were found, nor were there any signs of an ambush.

Only the spent shell casings scattered at the bottom of the valley prove that a firefight did indeed take place there.

The squad leader returned to the entrance from the middle of the filter valley.

He quickly ran to Koichi Abe's sidecar motorcycle, stood at attention, and reported.

"Commander, the slopes on both sides of the valley have been thoroughly searched, and no enemy traces have been found. It is safe to proceed."

Abe Takayuki nodded, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the filter valley's exit.

His brows were still slightly furrowed, as if he were pondering something.

He always felt somewhat uneasy.

Although the ambush just now was not large in scale.

But they fought with great discipline, their timing of firing was precise, and their retreat was extremely fast.

This force is unlike ordinary guerrilla units.

They are more like a well-trained regular army.

If they only played two rounds and then ran away, what was their purpose?

Is it just to buy time?

Koichi Abe's gaze darkened slightly.

He recalled a possibility that made him even more uneasy.

If those ambushers didn't run away, but instead retreated to a more concealed location.

What if his main force comes out after passing through the Filter Valley?

He paused for a moment, then turned to his adjutant and spoke.

"Pass down the order: the main force must pass through the valley at full speed and not linger inside."

"The rearguard should maintain their alert formation and keep a close watch on any movements behind them."

The adjutant immediately relayed the order.

Koichi Abe's gaze never left the slopes on either side.

But those slopes were now empty, with nothing but craters and scorch marks.

He still had an inexplicable premonition that prevented him from truly relaxing.

at the same time.

The gentle slope area on the south side of the filter valley.

Zhou Tianyang lay on the rock platform, looking through the scope toward the outlet of the filter valley.

He could already see through his scope that the Japanese convoy was slowly passing through Lugu Valley, forming a long line, and advancing south along the highway.

Judging from the size of the team, Koichi Abe's main force is still intact.

They did not split their forces or change their deployment because of the ambush just now.

this is a good news.

This indicates that Koichi Abe believes the threats on both sides of the valley have been eliminated, and he is continuing his advance with all his troops.

Meanwhile, his troops were gradually walking into the ambush zone set up by the New Second Regiment.

Zhou Tianyang's crosshairs were aligned with the sidecar of the motorcycle at the very front of the convoy.

He was too far away to see clearly who was sitting in the side chamber.

But he could guess that it must be Koichi Abe.

According to the habits of the Japanese regimental commander.

They usually sit at the front of the convoy.

In order to command and observe the battle situation at the front at any time.

He didn't rush to fire.

Now is not the time.

The Japanese convoy had just left Lugu Valley, and more troops were pouring out, stretching the entire regiment into a long formation.

From the vanguard to the last supply wagon, the distance between them was at least two or three miles.

If we open fire now, we can only hit a small portion of the troops at the very front.

Once the main force behind them reacts, they can immediately organize a counterattack.

He has to wait.

Once the entire convoy had entered the gentle slope area.

Once the vanguard reached the middle of the slope, the rearguard also left the valley exit, and the entire force was compressed into this narrow stretch of terrain.

Only by firing at that time can the ambush effect be maximized.

He looked up at the sky, his gaze shifting from the scope.