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"If your army wants to storm this easily-defended but difficult-to-attack canyon, you must be prepared for huge casualties!"

Zhang Biao, who was standing nearby, said something silently after seeing the terrain at the entrance of the canyon.

After hearing Zhang Biao's words, all the Eighth Route Army officers and soldiers of the surrounding 772nd Regiment fell silent.

After a long time, a tall and thin middle-aged man spoke up, "If you want to destroy the enemy, you have to make sacrifices. War is not a game, it is a very cruel thing and there is no room for luck!"

After he finished speaking, no one took up the topic. This topic was too heavy. Everyone knew that under normal circumstances, if the 772nd Regiment wanted to capture this place, it would inevitably suffer heavy casualties, and it was not certain to succeed!

Seeing that everyone was silent, Wang Chun seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly raised the telescope in his hand again and carefully observed the terrain of the canyon again.

"Does the entrance to the canyon face southeast?"

Wang Chun asked a question that seemed completely unrelated.

Captain Cheng didn't know why this person asked this question, but he still answered truthfully.

"Yes! This canyon is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the only exit is in the southeast. Captain Li asked if there is any solution to this problem?"

Just as Wang Chun and others were observing the canyon environment at the front line, the Japanese front-line sentries also discovered that a small group of the Eighth Route Army was active at the forefront.

The situation was immediately reported to Captain Matsumoto, and the old Japanese soldier Matsumoto quickly came behind a hidden fortification.

Through the telescope, I saw many Eighth Route Army soldiers in the trenches holding telescopes and looking here.

The person who can use a telescope in the Eighth Route Army cannot be an ordinary soldier, but must be the main military commander of the opposing side.

"Yoshi! Ono-kun! Immediately order the artillery to bombard the Chinese frontier positions! It would be best if we could blow them all to death in the trenches!"

It was a rare moment for Matsumoto to smile. After being depressed for so many days, the chief officers of these Chinese finally showed up today.

They must be treated well. Of course, Matsumoto does not expect to really blow these people to death. After all, they are all in the trenches on the front line at the moment.

As long as the shells do not hit the trenches directly, they will not cause too many casualties. At most, they will be covered with a layer of frozen soil.

Just when Captain Cheng and Wang Chun and others were about to leave the front line, the Japanese artillery fire rang out from the opposite side.

"Be careful! Artillery fire!" Zhang Biao pushed Wang Chun down and pressed him under him.

The people of the 772nd Regiment nearby also lay down in the trenches immediately. The frozen soil thrown up by the exploding shells hit the people in the trenches and made them twitch in pain.

Each piece is as hard as broken stones. It feels like thick clothes when it hits your body, but it is very painful when it hits your head.

Wang Chun was pinned down by Zhang Biao, and most of the frozen, hardened pieces of earth fell on Zhang Biao.

Two of them hit Zhang Biao's forehead and the back of his head. Zhang Biao's head was cracked open and blood was all over his face. Even his shirt was stained red.

Probably due to the lack of artillery shells, the Japanese bombarded us for only three rounds before stopping.

"Fuck! What a bad luck that I let that old devil Matsumoto act so cool!"

Wang Chun stood up cursing, but he hadn't seen Zhang Biao's face covered in blood.

"Captain Zhang! Captain Zhang, you're injured!"

"What! Biaozi is injured? Send him to the back for treatment quickly!"

Wang Chun then looked up and saw that Biaozi's face was covered with blood. He knew that this was the injury he suffered in order to protect himself!

"It's okay, Captain, it's just a scratch!" Seeing the captain's anxious look, Zhang Biao comforted Wang Chun instead.

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at this huge gash, his head is almost split open! Now is not the time to be brave, go to the back and let the medical team clean it up and treat it!"

After saying that, he helped Zhang Biao continue to cross the trench and head towards the camp in the rear. On the way, Wang Chun's thoughts became stronger and stronger.

These bastards actually dared to attack me. Good! Very good!

It is rude not to reciprocate! In his previous life, Lao Wang was not a person who would suffer losses. If he was beaten, he would fight back, and fight back double.

As he walked, he opened the system mall and looked at the 70mm caliber shells in the weapons mall, but they were slightly different from the other shells.

There is a skull and crossbones mark printed on the outside of the wooden box that stores the shells. Yes, it is a skull and crossbones mark.

As the name suggests, special bombs are some types of bombs with special effects such as poison gas bombs, napalm bombs, and white phosphorus bombs that we often talk about. The Japanese have not used poison gas bombs on the flower-growing countries in recent years.

When you encounter a tough position, use a few rounds immediately. The Flower-Growing Army on the position will surely suffer heavy casualties, and the position will soon be lost.

Just now, Wang Chun observed the canyon that the Japanese were defending. The terrain was surrounded by mountains on three sides and there was only one narrow exit, which faced the southeast. It was winter now and the wind was blowing from the northwest or northeast.

It would not blow into the valley at all, and the valley is not very spacious, if the Japanese guards the entrance.

If you want to attack by force, there will be heavy casualties, and the result may not be successful. If you launch poison gas bombs, napalm bombs, or white phosphorus bombs into this relatively closed and narrow space, what will the effect be...

After cleaning and bandaging by the medical soldiers, it was confirmed that Zhang Biao was not in any danger of life. However, there was a thick layer of gauze wrapped around his head. From a distance, it looked like the third brother was still alive.

"Captain Cheng! You don't have to attack yet. Let the soldiers get familiar with the two 92mm infantry guns we brought! Two more will be delivered tomorrow morning, along with a batch of special shells!"

"Then we'll let the Japanese have a good taste of the good things they used on us!"

At this point, Wang Chun revealed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth. Captain Cheng didn't react for a moment. He thought for a long time before he remembered what the special shells that Captain Li mentioned were.

In fact, Captain Cheng only thought it was a poison gas bomb. He didn't know that the young pseudo-corps commander in front of him had brought something much more poisonous than a poison gas bomb.

Inside the Japanese military camp in the valley, Lieutenant Colonel Matsumoto was drinking from a bowl of meat soup in small sips.

This was the most delicious meal he had had in the past few days. Although it was just a bowl of broth with some salt, he still felt it was very delicious.

It is no worse than the sashimi from my hometown. People feel refreshed when good things happen. This sentence well describes the current state of Lieutenant Colonel Matsumoto.

The artillery bombardment just now made those damn Chinese Eighth Route Army officers so miserable that they could only stay close to the trenches and run away like rats with their tails between their legs.

After observing the situation there through the telescope, Matsumoto, who had been depressed for several days, suddenly felt much better.

After returning to the marching tent, he immediately asked the baggage carrier to serve him a bowl of meat soup, and then he squatted by the fire to enjoy the delicious soup.