Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

Several platoon leaders stood around the map.

Listen attentively to Zhao Wenlong's instructions.

Someone looked up and glanced in the direction of the filter outlet.

He glanced down at the map again, silently simulating the possible battle, and then nodded.

Zhao Wenlong folded the map and put it in his pocket, then looked at the platoon leaders beside him.

"Notify the soldiers that once the machine gun positions are completed, they must immediately enter combat readiness. No firing is permitted without orders."

The platoon leaders nodded and returned to their positions.

Zhao Wenlong's gaze fell on the narrow valley entrance.

The machine gun positions on the earthen embankment are all in place.

The three MG42s are arranged in a triangular pattern, maintaining a distance between each other that allows them to support one another without interfering with each other.

The entire battalion was ready.

The filter valley is a natural passageway.

From this moment on.

It has already fallen into the control of the First Battalion.

Koichi Abe's next move.

It has been completely cut off.

……

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

Zhou Tianyang lay motionless on the rocky platform.

He has been holding this position for a long time.

After the Japanese convoy came into his sight.

He pressed his eye against the scope, and the crosshairs remained firmly on the sidecar of the motorcycle at the very front of the convoy.

Through the scope, the long convoy was slowly entering the gentle slope.

The advance troops have already passed the middle section of the slope.

The entire battalion was stretched out in a very long formation.

The distance between the vanguard and the last supply wagon was at least two or three miles.

Koichi Abe sat in the sidecar of a motorcycle.

Zhou Tianyang saw his profile when he occasionally turned his head to say a few words to his adjutant, and he could see his calm and unhurried demeanor.

His rank insignia was clearly visible on his colonel shoulder insignia.

Zhou Tianyang continued to wait.

Time passed by, second by second.

Another ten minutes or so passed.

Zhou Tianyang saw through the scope that the entire main force of the regiment had entered the ambush zone.

Koichi Abe's motorcycle happened to be traveling in the very center of the gentle slope.

That area was completely open on all sides, with no obstructions.

His cross was firmly positioned on the right side of Koichi Abe's head, at the temple.

Zhou Tianyang's fingers cleanly and decisively clenched down.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

In the scope, Koichi Abe's head suddenly tilted to the left with a large range of motion.

The bullet entered his right temple.

Koichi Abe didn't even have time to feel the pain or react in any way.

That composed demeanor was forever frozen in the last moment of his life.

The driver of the sidecar motorcycle slammed on the brakes at that instant.

The adjutant sat on the back of the motorcycle, frozen in place as if nailed to a spot.

His eyes were fixed on the slumped figure in the side chamber, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't utter a sound.

【Ding! 】

[Kill one Japanese colonel. Reward: 10000 points.]

The system notification sounded in Zhou Tianyang's mind.

at the same time.

In the depression on the west side.

Tian Guoqiang was squatting next to a mortar, his eyes fixed on the gentle slope through the gun peephole.

He had been waiting for that gunshot.

When that crisp gunshot rang out from the middle of the slope.

He suddenly stood up.

"Everyone has it!"

Tian Guoqiang turned to face the artillery position, his voice rising several decibels, carrying a long-suppressed explosive force.

"Target!"

"Japanese convoy in the middle of the highway!"

"Fire according to the pre-arranged plan!"

The moment the order was passed down.

Twenty mortars began firing simultaneously.

The gunners lifted the shells with both hands, gently released them, and the shells slid into the barrel with a dull thud.

Immediately following was the whistling sound of a shell being fired.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Twenty cannons completed their first round of firing almost simultaneously, the shrill sound of shells slicing through the air particularly piercing.

They flew in the air for only a few seconds.

Then it accurately hit the area in the middle of the highway.

The first volley of shells landed with extreme precision.

When Tian Guoqiang was deploying artillery positions.

The firing parameters have been repeatedly verified, and the elevation and azimuth of each gun have been precisely calibrated.

The shells landed in the densest area in the middle of the convoy, covering several trucks and infantry formations simultaneously.

Explosions rang out one after another.

Shell fragments and debris flew everywhere, and the cargo compartments of several trucks were blown through.

Tian Guoqiang quickly scanned the effects of the first round of shelling and immediately made adjustments.

"Correction corrected, 50 degrees to the left!"

"Second team, concentrate fire on the rear of the convoy and cut off their escape route!"

"Third group, aim at the front of the convoy and suppress their command system and forward troops!"

"Don't stop!"

"Keep firing!"

Immediately, the sounds of loading and firing of artillery shells rose even more intensely from the artillery positions.

The gunners knelt on one knee behind the gun carriage, holding the shells with both hands.

The next loading is completed the instant the barrel is reset.

The second round of shelling followed immediately after the first.

This time the landing points were more dispersed.

The shells covered the front, middle and rear areas of the convoy, forming three separate blast zones.

The front of the convoy was blocked by artillery fire, and the Japanese soldiers who tried to advance were blown away and fled in all directions.

The middle part was completely turned into a mess by the continuous shelling.

Tian Guoqiang quickly observed the effects of the artillery fire.

He saw Japanese soldiers running back and forth between the convoy and the road, their formation completely chaotic.

"Maintain the shelling frequency!"

Tian Guoqiang turned around and shouted to the three artillery companies in a steady voice.

"Don't give the Japanese any chance to breathe!"

The gunners on the artillery positions translated this statement into an even more intense barrage of fire.

After several rounds of shelling.

The area in the middle of the highway has been completely changed.

The Japanese troops' formation was completely broken, and those who were still alive were scattering and fleeing.

They were trying to leave the area covered by artillery fire.

Their movements were chaotic and disorganized; some tried to climb the slope to find cover, while others simply lay still, too afraid to move.

Tian Guoqiang's shelling continued.

Group 3, Group 4, and Group 5.

Shells continued to fall on the chaotic area.

Each landing meant more casualties and more complete chaos.

Tian Guoqiang's gaze swept quickly across the entire battlefield.

He saw the Japanese soldiers trying to retreat to the west slope.

He turned his gaze away and looked at the communications officer beside him.

"Report to the regimental commander that the artillery battalion has completed the first round of fire coverage according to the plan and is continuing to strike the enemy formation."

The messenger nodded and turned to run towards the middle of the slope.

Tian Guoqiang raised his hand again and gestured towards the three artillery companies.

"The second round of adjustments involves narrowing the distance between landing points and focusing attacks on the front of the convoy."

After the order was passed down.

The frequency of artillery fire did not decrease, but the accuracy became more concentrated.

Tian Guoqiang stared at the area covered by artillery fire, his gaze calm and resolute.

The shelling continues.