"Motherf * cker, who is the commander, me or you?”
Lin Feng's expression was cold as he swept his gaze across the crowd. His gaze was extremely sharp, and no one dared to look him in the eye. The few soldiers wanted to say something, but they swallowed their words back down.
"In the past, when we fought with the Japanese, we had no choice! Now that I'm here, we're going to teach the little devils a lesson and let them know what it means to crush them with equipment!”
Lin Feng's face turned vicious as he looked at the two Type 92 cannons on the hill.
Although Song Yuanluo, Heizi Gu, and the others knew that they could bombard Nanxiang Station, the Japanese were hiding in the station like rats. It was impossible to kill them with two Type 92 Infantry Cannons!
"Little brat!"
Lin Feng turned his head and shouted sternly.
"Yes!"
The little brat had been waiting for a long time at the side. At some point, two small flags had been inserted on his back. One was red and the other was dark green. He rushed to Lin Feng's side and saluted seriously like a little adult.
"Listen to my orders, prepare to signal!”
Lin Feng didn't say a word and immediately rushed to the front of the slope to take cover. He stuck his head out and looked at the main entrance of Nanxiang Station.
The Japanese were hiding on the side of the destroyed train, and some were hiding in the brick houses on both sides. They used the windows and walls as cover and fired wildly in the direction of the main gate.
" Yes." Lin Feng smiled and a cold glint appeared in his eyes." Send my order. Coordinates X78123, Y45678."”
Heizi Gu, Song Yuanluo, and the others followed behind Lin Feng. They didn't know what Lin Feng was up to. He could take down the Japanese's station with just two broken flags?
However, Heizi Gu's orders to Lin Feng were strictly forbidden. Heizi Gu shouted loudly,"Send my orders. Coordinates X78123, Y45678.”
The little guy in the distance had already run to a small hill. When he heard Gu Heizi's shout, he quickly waved the two small flags in his hands toward the small hill where Feng Jinsong was two to three kilometers away.
Feng Jinsong, who was on the hill, was holding a map of the Japanese that he had captured. He saw the flag signal in the little kid's hand through his binoculars and quickly adjusted the elevation of the Type 92 infantry cannon. In just half a minute, two shells were fired.
Inside the main entrance of Nanxiang Station, there were at least a dozen Japanese soldiers gathered in a brick house. The windows and doors were filled with MP40 Schmeisser submachine guns and 38s. There were also two crooked guns. The bullets poured down on the assault troops in front of the main entrance like water, making them unable to raise their heads.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of air being torn apart. Immediately after, two cannonballs descended from the sky and landed directly on the brick house.
Boom! Boom!
With two loud bangs, the brick house was blasted into a cloud of dust. Brick fragments flew everywhere, and all the Japanese soldiers inside were lifted into the air.
Before they died, a few of the Japanese soldiers still had a look of disbelief on their faces.
So accurate!
Not only were the Japanese soldiers in Nanxiang Station dumbfounded, even the soldiers of the 140th Brigade behind Lin Feng, Song Yuanluo, and Gu Heizi, were all dumbfounded.
With just a little fiddling with the flag, the cannonball seemed to have eyes and could directly explode into the Japanese's house!
The map of the Japanese's headquarters was very accurate. Lin Feng had only used flag signals to tell Feng Jinsong the location of Nanxiang Station. This was the most basic way for a flag signal soldier to report coordinates to the artillery. Feng Jinsong was an artillery soldier who had received formal training from a German instructor. It was a basic skill to look at flag signals. Lin Feng had only spent 200 reward points to teach the little brat flag signals.
"Coordinates X78123, Y45692.”
Lin Feng took out his binoculars and pointed out another firing point of the Japanese in the station.
Heizi Gu knew his role this time. He shouted loudly and clearly,"Coordinates X78123, Y45692.”
Feng Jinsong, who was on the hill, grinned widely and danced happily. He shouted,"This is what you call a f * cking war. I've been learning flag signals and coordinates for more than ten years, and this is the first time I'm using them.”
Outside Nanxiang Station, all the soldiers of the 140th Brigade stared at the station in disbelief. They saw the Japanese soldiers who had been hiding all this time running around like headless flies.
On the hill, Feng Jinsong controlled the Type 92 Infantry Cannon and blasted them so hard that they had nowhere to hide!
A few Japanese soldiers were dizzy from the bombardment and ran towards the main entrance of Nanxiang Station. Without Lin Feng's order, the soldiers shot the Japanese back to their hometown.
……
The fierce battle at Nanxiang Station was raging. On the road from Liujiaxing Town to Nanxiang Station, the battle had already begun!
"Japanese, f * ck your ancestors. Fight hard. We must delay the Japanese reinforcements here at all costs!”
Wan Pingfei's fair face was also showing a ferocious expression at this moment. He no longer had the usual image of a delicate scholar. While shouting, he pressed the button of a Type-92 heavy machine gun and fired fiercely.
Scorching machine gun bullets were like dense raindrops, splashing over, creating a series of craters on the muddy ground of the river.
The wooden bridge over the river had long been destroyed by Wan Pingfei's men. Countless Japanese soldiers could only swarm over from both sides of the river. They were densely packed and stacked like ants.
Wherever the heavy machine gun bullets passed by, the Japanese soldiers fell in rows. However, the current Japanese soldiers were very tactful. In just a moment, the Japanese grenade launcher team occupied a small hill on the other side of the river.
At this time, the Japanese Grenade-Launcher Veterans had a high accuracy rate. According to the later statistics, they could reach an astonishing 80%. As soon as the Grenade-Launcher was set up, two grenades accurately landed on the heavy machine gun position.
The Japanese's Grenadiers were well-trained indeed. They might not be able to hit the target 100% within 400 meters, but they could definitely hit the target 80% out of 10.
Wan Pingfei's reaction wasn't slow either. He heard the short and sharp sound of the artillery shell, so he decisively did a backflip and entered the trench behind him.
Even though he managed to dodge, the Type 92 Heavy Machine Gun that he had captured was unable to move. With two loud booms, the heavy machine gun position was blasted into a cloud of dust, and the Type 92 Heavy Machine Gun was also blown into a pile of scrap metal.
"This is bad. Without heavy machine guns, it will be difficult to stop the Japanese!”
Wan Pingfei's expression changed. He immediately commanded his troops," Machine gun squad, go up. We can't let the Japanese cross the river!”
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