Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

That night, the Japanese soldiers in the artillery tower slept very soundly.

During the one month since the construction of this turret, it has never suffered any attacks. Every day, some presidents of maintenance associations in the surrounding areas come to pay their respects, and they treat us to wine and meat almost every day. Life is so comfortable.

The early 1940s were the most difficult years for China, but for the devils, life was simply too easy.

The Japanese squad leader had just enjoyed the foot-washing water brought by the puppet army. After soaking his feet, he lay down comfortably in his sleeping bag and fell into a deep sleep. He was still thinking about whether he should go to a nearby village to find a beautiful girl tomorrow.

Anyway, these ordinary Chinese people are unarmed. Even if they want to resist, they don't have the power. What's more, anyone who dares to resist my Huang Army should die!

The dream was so good that a strange curve appeared on the face of the Japanese squad leader.

The machine gunner upstairs was also a little dozed off. Although the Japanese were still following the regulations thoroughly at that time, it was still very tiring for two people to carry guns and freeze on the rooftop in such a cold weather. No, it was very tiring for the Japanese.

The somewhat dazed Japanese machine gunner smacked his lips twice, as if he remembered the hot sake from his hometown. He took a sip and felt warm all over. Chinese wine is still too strong, not good to drink, not good to drink.

The atmosphere in the entire artillery tower was relatively harmonious, just like every night in the past month, except for the cold, the weather was calm.

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard outside the artillery tower.

The sleeping Japanese squad leader opened his eyes, but they were still unfocused and he had no idea what was happening.

The dazed Japanese machine gunner did react, but before he could figure out which direction the enemy was coming from, he fired a volley of bullets.

The dense gunfire also alerted the entire artillery tower to the enemy attack.

While the entire artillery tower was reacting, Yu Ye himself was not idle either, because he knew that the accuracy of this artillery shell was really touching, and he had to fire all the shells in his hand as quickly as possible to have a chance of hitting the target.

So, when the first shell was still flying in the sky, he quickly climbed out of the bunker, quickly adjusted the gun mount, quickly adjusted the shooting parameters, stuffed in the propellant and shell, and ignited it again.

All operations were done smoothly and in one go.

In the tense and exciting atmosphere of the battlefield, the whole process takes no more than 15 seconds.

The first shell, accompanied by a strange whistling sound, has already fallen towards the target.

When Yu Ye saw the landing point, he would have jumped up if he had not remembered Zhu Zi's lesson and had not been promised the sweet potato burnt.

Because the first shell landed right on the roof of the turret, where the searchlight and machine gunners were located.

The Japanese machine gunner who was holding the fire saw a large black can wrapped in rags flying towards the two men, hitting the sandbags on the roof used as a cover, and just stayed there.

The two devils were stunned.

The machine gun in his hand that was firing bullets also stopped.

Chi chi chi......

Because they saw that there was a fuse burning on the black can.

boom!

A violent explosion sounded.

The powerful shock wave instantly killed the two devils, and then the powerful force directly tore them apart, shattering them into pieces.

The searchlight went dark instantly.

Even in the darkest night, Yu Ye could clearly see that a large section of the Japanese artillery tower collapsed in an instant.

Yu Ye and his two guerrilla comrades, who were two hundred meters away, were also a little dazed after hearing the violent explosion. It was like a thunderclap exploding in their ears.

Li Yunlong held up a telescope and could see clearly from a distance that two floors of the four-story artillery tower were blown off in an instant, and broken bricks and earth and rocks flew everywhere.

The huge power of the explosion made Li Yunlong's heart skip a beat.

"Damn, this handsome scholar is a bit fierce." Li Yunlong muttered to himself.

All the Eighth Route Army soldiers witnessed the spectacular sight of the Japanese artillery tower being blown off half by the shot, and their excitement was beyond words.

It's really too nasty.

Less than 5 seconds after the first shell exploded, the second shell arrived.

It was not as accurate as the first shell and hit the mud ground five or six meters in front of the blockhouse. Because the land in northwestern Shanxi was frozen hard in winter, the shell bounced a few times and rolled to the bottom of the blockhouse wall before stopping.

Although the accuracy is not quite enough, it is good enough to stop here in the end.

Another loud noise!

The second shell that had lodged at the base of the wall exploded again.

This time, the artillery tower, which had been blown loose, was completely destroyed.

Yu Ye saw that a big hole was blown open in the northwest corner of the two-story turret, and the remaining part became an inverted triangle, which swayed twice and finally collapsed with a loud bang.

A gun tower.

Two shells.

Turned into powder in an instant!

Yu Ye had already raised the third shell and was about to load it, but when he saw this, he simply put it down.

There is no point in launching again at this time.

Yu Ye believed that with two artillery shells of such power, there could not be any living people under the collapsed artillery tower, no, no living Japanese soldiers.

The guerrilla comrades looked at the collapsed artillery tower, then looked at the fair-skinned and harmless scholar in front of them, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

After being stunned for two minutes, the guerrilla comrade asked hesitantly: "Xiucai, are all you scholars so powerful?"

Yu Ye scratched his head: "It's not bad, it's not bad."

"Uh, why are we still standing there? It's time to go clean up the battlefield." Yu Ye reminded at the right time.

"Uh...oh."

Several guerrilla comrades finally woke up from their dream.

Then they made a unified decision at the first opportunity, leaving two people to keep Yu Ye where he was and watch him, and absolutely not allowing him to go forward to clean up the battlefield.

What if it bumps into something?

What if some of the Japanese soldiers who are not yet dead hurt him?

This is a talented person!

Before the guerrillas' comrades reached the artillery tower, the regiment commander Li Yunlong and a group of soldiers from the first company of the first battalion rushed over in a large force.

Li Yunlong raised his voice and shouted directly: "Yu Xiucai, Yu Xiucai, where are you?"

Yu Ye raised his hand flattered: "Captain, I'm here."

Li Yunlong jumped down the pit and patted Yu Ye's shoulder fiercely: "Damn it, Old Li, I've finally made a fortune!"

"Zhang Dabiao!"

"To!"

"Clean up the battlefield quickly. Don't leave any guns or bullets behind for me. Also, bring this cannon back to me. I want to take a good look at it."

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong did not wait for Ye to react, but directly ordered Zhang Dabiao to pull back the cannon made of cast iron pipe. Then, regardless of the gun oil and mud on the cannonball on the ground, he happily hugged the cannonball in his arms, even happier than seeing his new wife.