Anti-Japanese Black Wolf Special Forces

Chapter 412 Intermittent Bombing

At this time, the actual casualties of the Japanese and puppet troops were more than 400. Although there were not many deaths, there were many seriously injured.

Many of them had their bones broken by being hit or stepped on by wild boars, and some were covered in blood from being bitten by wild boars.

There were simply not enough medical soldiers in the camp, and many Japanese and puppet troops joined the team carrying the wounded.

However, the sudden whistling sound of artillery shells in the distance made them look up suddenly.

In the darkness, sixteen mortars, trailing flames, cut through the darkness and came towards them.

"Bagayalu, mortar!"

"Hide, hide!"

When some Japanese soldiers saw the mortars coming towards them, they shouted loudly, abandoned their wounded soldiers and fell to the ground.

"Boom boom boom..."

Sixteen mortar shells landed on the enemy's puppet army camp and exploded.

Although Yuan Shuai did not see the specific camp of the Japanese and puppet troops this time, after the Japanese were hit by the wild boars, the camp was full of Japanese and puppet troops.

The shells did not kill the Japanese on the spot, but they injured many Japanese and puppet troops.

What the Japanese didn't expect was that there was already a lot of dead grass and leaves in the camp.

The mortar explosion ignited the thick dry grass and leaves, and flames broke out in many places.

It is autumn now.

The dead grass and leaves burned quickly and spread, directly igniting the Japanese tent.

"Bagayalu, put out the fire, put out the fire quickly!"

Many Japanese squadron leaders felt something was not right and quickly directed their troops to put out the fire.

Because they carried a lot of ammunition, including a lot of infantry artillery ammunition and mortar ammunition.

If the fire is too strong and ignites the shell boxes, the shells will explode.

By then, when the shell boxes explode, few of them will be alive.

However, Yuan Shuai did not cease fire.

Keep bombing here.

Each mortar bombarded a box of shells before ceasing to fire.

Looking at the flames burning here, Hu Dacai complained with an unhappy look on his face.

"Boss, why don't you fight anymore? We still have plenty of shells!"

"Or else get another box!"

"The enemy camp is already on fire. If we strike again, we'll surely burn them all to death!"

Several gunners also urged on.

"Why are you firing? Just fire a few rounds. Shells are precious!"

Xiao Liangcai hurriedly shouted coldly from the side, fearing that Yuan Shuai would continue to give orders for bombing.

Yuan Shuai looked at the fire burning in the camp in front of him with a telescope and thought.

"If we really burn all the Japs to death, their weapons and ammunition, including artillery shells, will be burned and exploded. Wouldn't that be a huge loss for us? Let's take a rest first and let the Japs put out the fire first!"

Hu Dacai and other gunners were very unhappy, but they could only grit their teeth helplessly.

Xiao Liangcai wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and secretly thanked God that Yuan Shuai did not continue firing.

After three rounds of bombing, many wounded soldiers and corpses appeared in the Japanese camp again.

The number of casualties increased by more than a hundred.

Some medics were also injured.

The Japanese had to arrange people to rescue the wounded again, and at the same time sent a lot of Japanese and puppet troops to put out the fire.

Looking at the burnt tents, the Japanese and puppet soldiers gritted their teeth and cursed in anger, but there was nothing they could do.

Finally, the Japanese worked for more than an hour to put out the wildfire.

The Japanese puppet soldiers were all covered in dust and exhausted.

"Bagayashi, I'm dying of exhaustion!"

"Damn it, I'm so tired, take a break, take a break!"

The Japanese puppet soldiers were so tired that they lay down one by one in places that were not burning.

At this time, Yuan Shuai shouted at Hu Dacai.

"Dacai, keep bombing! Bomb the places that are not burning."

"Brother Yuan Shuai, why are you still bombing? We just used 48 shells! 48 shells!"

Xiao Liangcai then remembered the blood in his heart.

He originally had only 240 shells with him, and after firing 48 of them, he only had 192 left.

This is not just one mortar, but sixteen mortars, with 16 shells in one round.

If three shells are fired from a box, that's 48 shells.

If we fire one more round, there will only be 144 shells left!

"Of course we have to fight. The Japs just put out the fire, so they must be exhausted. Moreover, the temperature is high where the fire was put out. The sound of them putting out the fire made them sweat all over. They are so hot now, so they must find a place without fire to cool down. I have to let them move around a bit, otherwise they will catch a cold and say we are not polite enough!"

"Not polite enough?!"

Xiao Liangcai and deputy captain Dou Jiande were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.

Hu Dacai and other gunners have adjusted the mortars and are bombing the areas that had not been burning before.

The Japanese puppet soldiers had just laid down for a short while when they heard the sound of artillery shells and immediately became angry and shouted angrily.

"Bagaya, there's another mortar bombing!"

"Damn it, can't you let us rest for a while before bombing?"

"Run quickly, the shells are coming towards us!"

"Boom boom boom..."

A series of shells landed in unburned areas and exploded, igniting the unburned dry grass and leaves.

At this time, the Japanese puppet troops were also extremely tired. Many of them did not run fast enough and their pants were caught on fire by the burning leaves.

Three rounds of artillery shells injured many Japanese soldiers.

The ground was burning with flames again.

"Bagayalu, put out the fire, put out the fire quickly!"

Seeing that the shells did not continue to bombard.

The captains and squadron leaders shouted to their teams to put out the fire quickly.

The Japanese regiment was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he had already discovered the problem and quickly commanded the troops to move the ammunition and food to the place that had been burned after the first round of artillery bombardment.

Although the fire here was extinguished, the thick dead grass and leaves were still emitting smoke.

In order to prevent these dead leaves from reviving, the Japanese could only use engineer shovels and branches to clean them up, and then move the ammunition and food over.

The Japanese puppet troops were already exhausted, and this made them even more exhausted, gritting their teeth and cursing.

However, Hu Dacai couldn't help but curse.

"Damn, what a pity! If only Chili were still there, we could have inflicted heavy casualties on the Japanese this time!"

"What a pity! We have run out of pepper bombs and lime powder bombs!"

The gunner on the side also shook his head helplessly.

If the Japanese knew what they said, they would be so angry that they would die.

After these two artillery bombardments, the number of casualties among the Japanese and puppet troops had reached more than 700.

Although not many people died, there were many injured.

There are more wounded, and more people are needed to treat them.

Although the Japanese puppet troops were exhausted, they could not ignore the wounded.

All the Japanese and puppet troops could only pray to God for help, and ask him not to let Marshal Yuan bomb again and again. Even if they were not killed by the bombing, they would be exhausted to death.

Not only them, the captain and deputy captain of the guerrillas also asked Yuan Shuai to stop the bombing.

After all, with so many shells flying over, they didn't know whether they could hit the Japanese.