"Or..." Wang Xuexin asked Wu Lei, "Let's go to the battalion commander for instructions?"

After thinking about it, Wu Lei replied: "This method may not work, let's burn a few piles of it first, and report it to the head of the regiment if it's really useful!"

In fact, Wu Lei has a plan in his heart.

It's just a few piles of sorghum stalks, what a simple matter!

It can be done in minutes and it works right away.

Now the battlefield is hot, and if you use it early, you can save a few more comrades.

If you ask for instructions layer by layer according to the procedure, first the battalion commander, then the battalion commander finds the regiment commander, and the regiment commander will give a reply... I'm afraid this wave of attacks is over!

Isn't there a saying "I will not be subject to military orders abroad"?

We should use it flexibly, and the one who can call the shots is the first to call the shots!

Wu Lei is right to think so. The Eighth Route Army's communication equipment is extremely backward, and company-level combat units are usually released and cannot be taken back.

The reason why I can't get it back is because communication basically relies on two legs.

And the troops will not only fight in one place, they will guerrilla or transfer as needed, so within half an hour, they will send a signal soldier to notify or give an order, and often no one can be found. Orders are also outdated or out of date.

This kind of backward communication gives each combat unit of the Eighth Route Army a great deal of autonomy, and it also enables all parts of the Eighth Route Army to form a higher degree of tacit understanding. Stop fighting!

Therefore, the instructor had no objection, and nodded immediately: "I agree, first try to see if it works before reporting!"

With the support of the instructor, Wu Lei no longer hesitated, and immediately ordered the harvesting of sorghum stalks. After that, Wu Lei added: "The rabbits don't eat the grass on the edge of the nest, so let me mow them away!"

This is why, needless to say, the nearby sorghum fields can provide cover for the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, and only fools will cut them nearby!

At this time, the instructor asked Wu Lei with a smile: "How is it? Comrade Wang Xuexin won't embarrass us?"

"Don't say it too quickly!" Wu Lei replied: "It's useful or not, we have to use it before we talk about it!"

The instructor laughed and said, "You're just being beaten to death and don't admit defeat. If you think it's useless, how can you be so anxious?"

Wu Lei didn't say a word. There were three "stones" in his name, so he was nicknamed "Stone" when he was a child.

How can we stone give up so quickly?

No matter what, you have to hold on!

Maybe the instructor will forget it after a while, not to mention this!

After a while, the sorghum stalks were carried in piles, and each row was piled on top of each other.

After finishing, prepare some wet weeds, and set the fire with Wu Lei's order.

This requires smoke instead of fire. As soon as the flames rise, they are covered with wet weeds. Wang Xuexin also asked his soldiers to pick peppers from the ground and add them to it.

Unexpectedly, Wu Lei shouted as soon as he saw it: "Little Northeast, what are you doing? What a good pepper, how can you just burn it like this!"

When Wang Xuexin was in doubt, he saw Wu Lei stepped forward and stood in front of the pile of sorghum stalks and unbuttoned his crotch, while urinating on the pepper, he said, "It's rare for a little devil to come here, you have to add some ingredients to it, do you understand?"

Wang Xuexin was dumbfounded, this company commander still teaches this?

The soldiers burst into laughter and followed suit. The hundreds of waterfalls were so spectacular that it was almost time for a game...

After a while, the pungent thick smoke rolled away in the direction of Xue Huan Village like the clouds and waves in the sky.

At this time, Li Yunlong was lying in the grass holding the binoculars to check the situation of the battle. Several attacks killed and wounded hundreds of people without even touching the edge of the village. Li Yunlong was coughing and crying.

Li Yunlong subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, looked for the direction the smoke was coming from, and then yelled, "Who the fuck is making trouble, so much smoke and I want to smoke me or something..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yunlong was stunned, and then, regardless of his snot and tears, he punched the mound in front of him, "hehehe" and laughed: "This smoke is well placed! Damn it! The old man didn't think of it..."

Unexpectedly, his mouth was wide open, and before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently.

The commander of the Japanese army stationed in Xuexuan Village was Major Takeda Kazuo, who set up his headquarters in a solid earthen house in the center of the village.

Kazuo Takeda has always been dissatisfied with his position... He was originally a squadron commander of an imperial A-class division, and was assigned to the rear to become a captain after he injured his right leg in a battle.

This is a shame for Takeda Kazuo.

How can a good Imperial soldier deal with these rabble in the rear?

They should fight against stronger enemies on the frontal battlefield!

Although those enemies have little combat power, they are at least regular troops.

And these enemies in front of them... they don't even have rifles, their firepower is pitifully weak, and there is almost no artillery fire that can be fired remotely.

Does this count as an army?

However, the information Takeda had just received surprised him:

"Takeda-kun! The reinforcements are blocked by enemy mines. You may have to stay longer than originally planned. Please save your ammunition!"

Kazuo Takeda didn't worry about his troops, and he never took the enemies in front of him to heart from start to finish.

When he received the telegram, he was still thinking: "Mine? What kind of mine can block the footsteps of a brigade? Don't they have sappers? Sure enough, it's a rear force that can't be powerful!"

After thinking about it, Takeda still ordered his subordinates to save ammunition. After all, he didn't know what the reinforcements needed to arrive, and the tone didn't seem to be that fast.

However, even without ammunition, Takeda believed that his troops could knock the enemy back with bayonets.

Kazuo Takeda wants... to be as good as he can in this fight, to let everyone know that he's up to any fight, and they'll call themselves back on the field.

Just when Takeda Kazuo recalled his glory when he was fighting on the battlefield and hummed a military song to intoxicate it, a choking smoke drifted over and he had to stop his leisurely pursuits.

"What happened?" Kazuo Takeda asked.

"Your Excellency Major!" The staff officer stepped forward and reported: "The enemy was casting smoke outside the village, and the soldiers reported that they couldn't even open their eyes!"

Takeda Kazuo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "So it is, these cunning enemies!"

Then Kazuo Takeda ordered: "Bombard them with artillery fire and stop them from releasing smoke!"

"Yes!" The staff officer stood up and replied, turning around and conveying the order.

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