Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

Chapter 271 We Can't Do Anything

The Japs mobilized hundreds of artillery shells.

I fought for several hours.

However, the bomb craters were eventually dug out, leaving only a dozen large holes on the road, but the depth of these holes was less than half a meter.

At this moment, another Japanese soldier had an idea.

"Sir, the soldiers are most afraid of fire, so we should light a bonfire on the road.

All we have to do is light a bonfire on the road, and as the bonfire burns, the ice below will melt.

Then we can dig the road surface, which will definitely be more efficient.”

After hearing this, the Japanese officer nodded with satisfaction. There was no other way except this one. The dozen or so huge craters that they had just blasted with all their might were less than half a meter deep. Even their tiny tanks could not be trapped in such craters.

Expecting such a crater to trap Ling Yunzhi's team is simply wishful thinking and daydreaming.

"Everyone, hurry up and get all the firewood here.

Cover the area with firewood.

In a word, hurry up and fix all these places for me. If you don’t, I will kill you all. Do you understand me clearly? "

Everyone heard this and nodded. At this moment, the only way for these little devils was to treat the dead horse as alive. The horse doctor had no other way except this.

The Japanese soldiers immediately took action and were busy.

However, these little devils still thought things were simple.

They lit bonfires along the way.

The road has already frozen.

A blazing bonfire was lit, but it would take time to melt the ice on the road.

After burning for more than half an hour, the road surface was finally loosened.

Before these little Japanese soldiers had dug for long, it was already dark.

The Japanese soldiers who were making cement cones were even more scratching their heads as there was ice everywhere.

This place in Northeast China gets frozen as soon as it starts freezing.

The lake was completely covered with ice.

Getting water is never an easy task.

The Japanese had to try their best to get some water.

By the time these little devils transported the water here from dozens of miles away, the water had already frozen.

These guys had no choice but to use local materials.

They took ice and snow from both sides of the road, melted it, and then mixed the water with cement.

However, before the water and cement were mixed together and could be built into cement cones, the ice solidified again.

These Japanese devils were so angry that they started cursing. This was simply not a place for human beings to be in and this was simply not a job for human beings to do.

The Japanese soldiers had no choice but to go to the military camp.

However, what these Japanese soldiers did not expect was that after they arrived at the military camp, the Japanese officers quickly came up to question them.

"How many cement cones did you put on the road today?"

The Japanese soldiers were trembling and dared not answer.

"Damn it, why are you so hesitant? I was just asking you a question. How many cement vertebrae have you idiots built in the past day?"

It took these Japs a long time before they dared to speak.

"Sir, we have no way to get water, and even if we get water, we can't just use it casually.

The water we fetch will soon recondense.

There's no way that ice will mix with cement.

Even if we try everything, it’s useless.”

The Japanese officer was so angry that he started cursing.

"Bring all the cauldrons to me.

Even if you want to start work overnight, you have to get all these cement cones out for me.

Otherwise, you dogs will all be waiting to die."

All the Japanese soldiers were confused. They had been busy for a long time but had not accomplished anything. They were all tired and hungry.

Each of these little Japanese soldiers wanted to reach this place and have a good rest.

However, what they didn't expect was that before they had time to rest, they were scolded by their superiors.

"You guys, what are you still standing there for?"

“Hurry and get to work.

If you don't do your job well, you bastards, don't expect to come back tonight."

All the Japanese soldiers stood there and dared not move.

"You guys, are your brains full of shit?

The Eighth Route Army's tank and armored vehicle cluster is rushing towards us. The commander has studied and decided that only your concrete cones can stop these tanks and armored vehicles.

If you don't build all these concrete cones now, what will we use to resist the tanks and armored vehicles of the Eighth Route Army when they come?"

The little devils were trembling with fear.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Just say whatever you want to say."

"Sir, you know that it takes at least 24 days for the cement to completely solidify.

Even if we build the concrete cones now, it will take at least a month for them to be effective.

By that time, we still don’t know whether the Eighth Route Army’s tanks and armored vehicles have arrived.”

After hearing this, the Japanese officer nodded and said, "It's still a Japanese soldier." The officer immediately spoke again.

"You don't have to worry about these things. The most important thing for you now is to quickly build these cement piles for me.

These are the requirements from the higher-ups, no matter if it works or not, you have to fix these cement piles, or I'll shoot you idiots."

After hearing this, the Japanese soldiers had no choice but to set off.

It was freezing cold, with the north wind blowing hard. The Japanese soldiers were shivering with cold, but they had no choice but to run away.

These Japanese devils were so hungry that they had no choice. People are particularly prone to hunger and thirst when the weather is cold.

The Japanese soldiers could not even walk steadily, so it was simply too much to ask them to build concrete piers in this cold and dark night.

These little Japanese devils kept cursing all the way.

"Bageyalu wants us to do this here, he is just trying to kill me."

"We were made to build cement vertebrae even though we knew it was useless."

"Building such cement cones is a waste of money and time, and it does not achieve any effect at all.

I really don’t know what these officials are thinking.

Don’t we have any other options besides complaining?”

"Warriors of the Empire, stop complaining and get to work. If our concrete cones are still not able to close these roads tomorrow, we all know what awaits us.

By that time, even if these officers wanted to chop us down, we would be powerless to stop them."