War of Resistance: Taking over the cavalry company at the beginning, shocking Old Li
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Cavalry company courtyard.

After a night of rest, the entire company was full of energy.

It was six in the morning.

As a thick white pancake was delivered to the front of the courtyard, it immediately caused a wave of discussion among the soldiers.

"You eat so well?"

"What's going on?"

"Our company suddenly improved their food?”

"Who cares? Let's eat first!"

Under the lead of a squad leader, the soldiers of the company began to wolf down their food.

At this moment, Zhou Weiguo strode over.

Behind Zhou Weiguo, two soldiers were carrying a pot of pork.

"How do you feel about the taste of the white flatbread?”

Zhou Weiguo asked with a smile.

" It smells so good. Thank you, Commander!"

A 1.8-meter-tall brawny man replied happily as he ate.

"Yes, these white noodles are the last of the independent regiment!”

"I used an official sword to bribe him.”

"This is our cavalry company's first meal before the battle!”

Zhou Weiguo continued.

"Extra meal before the battle?"

"Are we going to fight again?"

When the cavalry company heard this, they looked at each other and said.

Yesterday, they had just killed the North China Field Observation Regiment without expending a single soldier.

In less than a day, the cavalry company was about to start moving again.

"Are we still going to fight by ourselves this time?”

A class monitor asked first.

"No, our main objective this time is to help the 3rd Battalion defend Highland 105!”

"Try to eliminate all the Japanese who attacked the 105 Highland!”

As soon as Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, the cavalry company exploded.

The Japanese were well-equipped and would fire at the 105 high ground before every attack.

As a result, the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion suffered heavy casualties, and their members were constantly being replaced.

If it wasn't for the fact that Highland 105 was easy to defend and difficult to attack, the southern gate of the independent regiment would have been opened long ago.

Their cavalry company had high mobility, but in front of the cannons, they would end up the same as the 3rd Battalion.

Instantly, all the soldiers in the cavalry company felt that the big pancake in their hands was no longer fragrant.

But at this moment, Zhou Weiguo lifted the straw in the courtyard, revealing brand new mortars.

The caliber of this mortar was 90mm, far more than most Japanese mortars.

Seeing this scene, many of the soldiers dropped their pancakes to the ground.

"Oh my god, is this our cannon?”

"With this cannon, as long as there are enough cannonballs, a large group of Japanese can be killed in minutes!”

"What a beautiful cannon. It's mine!”

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the cavalry company ran over and watched curiously.

Wang Chengzhu, on the other hand, hugged the barrel of a cannon and refused to come down.

"How is it? Do you think you can complete this mission?”

Zhou Weiguo asked again.

"Yes, of course!"

Wang Chengzhu immediately released the gun barrel and came to Zhou Weiguo. He promised solemnly.

Wang Chengzhu was an old gunner and had been a squad leader in the Jinsui Army.

Every day, he dreamed of firing at the Japanese.

He had never thought that his dream would come true today with such a sharp large-caliber cannon.

"Yes, those who used to be cannoneers, step forward!”

"Each of you will receive a bowl of meat!"

Zhou Weiguo shouted at the soldiers of the entire company.

Speaking of eating meat, all the warriors looked forward to it. Many of them even drooled.

"Company commander, I have a question. Aren't cannoneers not allowed to eat meat?”

A soldier mustered his courage and asked.

"You can eat it!"

"I was just about to say that!"

"In the upcoming battle, everyone must learn how to fire cannons!”

Zhou Weiguo said loudly.

"What if you didn't learn it?"

The soldier continued to ask.

"If you can't learn it, you'll become a coachman!"

"Our company must develop in many ways. We can't just shoot and kill people!”

Zhou Weiguo continued to shout.

Hearing this, all the soldiers in the cavalry company were ready to learn this cannon firing skill.

In the end, a total of 15 cannoneers stepped forward.

Other than nine people who did not dare to go forward, the rest of the cavalrymen and warriors were eating meat.

Looking at the determination of the soldiers, Zhou Weiguo was extremely satisfied.

The next artillery battle would not only severely damage the Japanese army, but also give birth to an independent artillery company.

Zhou Weiguo was looking forward to this battle.

......

Ping An County.

At noon.

Ten military trucks sped out of the south gate.

The car was filled with Japanese soldiers with a crooked handle at the front.

These Japanese were all veterans with rich combat experience.

"Highland 105, we must take it down this time!”

Sitting in the passenger seat of the second military vehicle, Major Ido clenched his fists.

Just before they set off, Yi Tang gave all the soldiers in the squadron a shot of chicken blood.

What he meant was that they had to take down Highland 105 at all costs.

An hour later.

The convoy of the Yi Tang squadron appeared a kilometer away from the front of the 105 highland.

As the military truck stopped, the Japanese soldiers quickly jumped out of the truck.

"Everyone, rest for fifteen minutes!”

"During the break, check the guns and ammunition, load the bullets, and install the bayonet!”

"After that, we will attack this 105 highland at lightning speed!”

Yi Tang's expression was one of desperation.

Even though Kojiro had said during the battle conference that it was a probing attack.

However, without Li Yunlong, the independent regiment was like a pile of loose sand.

Yi Tang planned to take this opportunity to take down the 105-point high ground.

......

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