"Messenger, contact the higher-ups immediately and tell them what I said.”
The communicator immediately began to send a telegram. Zhang Tianguang looked at it and sighed.
It was inconvenient to send telegrams, but telephone lines could not be set up everywhere.
While Zhang Tianguang was sighing, Li Jiaji had already received the contents of the telegram.
However, no one believed what Zhang Tianguang said.
After all, there was no news or any indication that the Japanese were going to attack.
"This time, when I saw this kid, I felt that he was a little different. Perhaps what he said is right.”
"Pass down my order. Everyone in the brigade, keep an eye on the Japanese invaders and prepare for battle.”
However, the brigade commander did not think so. After all, he was the commander.
Without sufficient information, they could not mobilize the troops.
However, preparations still needed to be done.
While the entire brigade was panicking and nervous, the Flying Tigers began to move.
They chose a small path and walked through the forest. They headed in the direction that Zhang Tianguang requested in the fastest way.
A Japanese brigade in Changzhi had received orders to gather in the direction of Li Jia Town.
The order had just been delivered, so no one knew.
The Japanese army quickly assembled. This brigade had an artillery regiment and a tank regiment. They were well-equipped and had a large number of heavy weapons.
The trucks were filled with soldiers, artillery, and tanks.
The line was vast and mighty, and the sky was covered in dust.
As a strengthened independent mixed regiment, it had a total of 8,000 people.
When Zhang Tianguang received this message, he looked especially solemn.
He had repeatedly informed his superiors that he had already advanced.
As for the destination, Zhang Tianguang didn't say.
Looking at the two battalions, he had no choice but to order the first battalion to immediately head to the battlefield.
The higher-ups naturally paid special attention to the consecutive telegrams and reported the battle situation to their superiors.
When Zhang Tianguang arrived at the ambush site, the higher-ups finally heard something.
From the head of the headquarters to the staff officer of the headquarters, everyone praised Zhang Tianguang.
Such a person was simply a genius. He was born to fight.
"Leader, you are a genius. Let's not care if the Japanese are coming or not. We can ambush them here. Even if we have 100,000 troops, we can still beat them up.”
Shi Gaofei, the commander of the first battalion, cursed. He hated the Japanese from the bottom of his heart!
When he joined the army, he found out that his parents had been killed by the Japanese.
For this reason, many of the local comrades had sacrificed themselves.
There were many other warriors, and their eyes were red.
It was obvious that their families and relatives had a blood debt with the Japanese.
The Japanese were full of evil, especially the massacre.
Zhang Tianguang hated him so much. Was he still human?
Zhang Tianguang gently patted Shi Gaofei's shoulder,""Don't worry, brother. This bunch of Japanese won't live long.”
"Even if I have to risk my life, I will let them die no matter how many they come.”
Zhang Tianguang looked at the soldiers who shared the same hatred,""Brothers, from today onwards, the Flying Tigers will not accept any surrender from the Japanese. Kill all the Japanese before they lay down their weapons.”
"Inform the 1st, 2nd, 3rd battalions and the regimental headquarters 'companies.”
"After the war starts, use your fastest speed and fight with all your might. Don't save your bullets.”
"Rapid fire for fifteen minutes.”
"Artillery, fire all the shells this time.”
"Artillery, come here. I'll teach you the method.”
When the artillery soldiers heard that their regiment commander, the Cannon God, was personally teaching them the method, they were all overjoyed.
Zhang Tianguang had personally selected dozens of young warriors.
Compared to ordinary artillery, it was definitely considered very outstanding.
However, he was still far from being able to hit where he pointed.
Zhang Tianguang squatted down in front of the grenade launcher.
"This method is called the Skipping-eye Distance Measuring Method.”
" Straighten your arm forward, erect your thumb and close your left eye. Make your right eye look along the thumb and aim at the left side of the target.”
"Keep your head and hands still, then close your right eye so that your left eye looks through the same side of your thumb.”
" Remember to aim your sight at a certain point on the ground. Then, look at the left side of the target and measure the width from that point.”
"Multiply this width by 10, and it will be the distance between the standing person and the target.”
Zhang Tianguang spoke slowly, but he did it very carefully.
The soldiers watched carefully and continued to practice.
In the process of waiting, Zhang Tianguang arranged the combat mission in detail again.
The Flying Tiger Regiment formed an echelon with companies as units, blocking the enemy layer by layer.
As for the vanguard, Zhang Tianguang was the captain of the assault team.
He led a group of powerful warriors to lie in ambush at the forefront.
The Flying Tigers were lying in ambush on the two sides of the high ground.
He waited for a day. Finally, when the sky turned dark, Zhang Tiankong suddenly opened his eyes.
"Comrades, prepare for battle!"
In the distance, dust was everywhere. The trucks were filled with Japanese soldiers.
Behind the trucks were troops carrying heavy weapons, followed by artillery.
All the soldiers gently opened the safety, the artillery picked up the shells, and all the grenades were laid out.
Zhang Tianguang gently opened the safety of the machine gun and hooked his finger.
With a gunshot, the truck driver at the front was killed.
The sound of concentrated gunfire rang out!
Zhang Tianguang put down his gun and used the mortar again.
The Japanese in the first few trucks did not have the time to jump down and were directly blown away by the shells.
All the artillery shells bombarded the truck as if they were free.
The ghost jumped out of the car, bent over, and looked for cover as he shot at both sides.
"Destroy their artillery!"
Zhang Tianguang shouted. A bullet could only kill one person on the battlefield.
However, cannonballs were different. One cannonball meant a group of people!
The artillery of the Flying Tigers had already received orders from their regiment commander.
As soon as the Japanese soldiers lined up, dozens of shells bombarded them.
The ghost was in a mess and started to retreat.
They had also fought countless battles, big and small, and had never encountered such a powerful enemy.
The moment your artillery made a move, the enemy would strike first.
"Baka!"
A few Japanese officers got out of a jeep in the middle.
A pair of white gloves and a brand new Japanese military uniform.
He had a small mustache under his nose, a typical image of the so-called samurai.
He pulled out his military saber and howled.
Zhang Tianguang had been waiting for this grandson to appear. Without hesitation, he struck his forehead with his spear.
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