Chapter 81 Can this stuff be eaten as food?
Therefore, the approximate location of the artillery bombardment can be determined by reverse calculation.
Of course, these cannons must not be used to blindly bombard a single point.
The area where the trucks were parked and the area where the doctors in white coats were gathered had to be completely covered by the fire.
After completing the calibration, he took out a shell and gently weighed it in his hand.
I glanced at the time again: 10:35 p.m.
He took out a thick military overcoat from his personal storage space and put it on to ward off the cold.
I found a relatively secluded room, went inside, and plopped down on a chair to rest for a bit.
He then pulled out a bag of peanuts from his storage space and slowly chewed them to replenish his energy.
After tossing and turning outside for most of the night in this freezing weather, my stomach was growling loudly, and I was practically starving.
If I weren't still young and physically strong, I would definitely have a couple of cups of strong liquor right now.
Then roll up a bag of tobacco and take a few puffs to relieve all the fatigue.
After crunching away for a while, my mouth felt a little dry and astringent.
He then scooped out a full enamel mug of warm water from the ecological space and slowly sipped it.
I must say, the water temperature was just right, neither too cold nor too hot, and it felt exceptionally comfortable and soothing to drink.
Looking up at the clock again, the hands had already steadily slid to 10:55 p.m.
He Yuzhu slowly stood up, put away his military overcoat and enamel mug, and glanced around the room.
Seeing that the furniture was in fairly good condition, I simply put it all into the space, making sure not a single piece was wasted.
Then he took out a large broom and began to carefully clean up the traces in each room.
He cleaned up every room that had been furnished, leaving not even a scrap of paper behind.
This place looked like it had been abandoned for a long time. He walked around and found that the ground was covered with his own clear footprints.
He swept all the rooms he had stayed in, and even the blue brick ground in the courtyard was thoroughly cleaned.
They cleaned it thoroughly to make sure no suspicious traces were left.
When they returned to the courtyard, apart from the existing buildings, the courtyard appeared to be almost completely empty.
As for whether there were any hidden rooms or secret compartments in the house, he simply didn't have the extra time to investigate in detail.
He took out all the shells, installed the fuses on each one, and arranged them neatly in order.
He Yuzhu glanced at the time again; the hour hand was already pointing steadily to 11:40 p.m.
The system indicated that the action time was midnight, which should be the time when the enemy planned to break camp and set off.
At this moment, the target group must be boarding the vehicle to prepare for evacuation. He took a deep breath of the cold, bone-chilling air.
He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, cursing viciously, "You bastards, today I'll show you the power of my cannons!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately began loading shells into each mortar.
"Thump thump thump thump thump—" Six muffled, heavy cannon shots ripped through the silent night sky.
Immediately afterwards, a series of deafening explosions came from a great distance.
The violent explosion shook the earth slightly, and the towering flames instantly illuminated half of the night sky.
Without pausing for a moment, He Yuzhu immediately began the second round of loading and firing of shells.
And so it went, round after round, for a full five rounds of artillery fire.
Just as they were about to load the sixth round, they suddenly heard the roar of a car engine coming from the street not far away.
There was also the roar of motorcycles, interspersed with the chaotic, panicked voices of people.
Judging from the sounds, these vehicles were speeding towards the direction of the explosion.
As the sound of the vehicles gradually faded into the distance, He Yuzhu slowly adjusted the firing angle of the mortar.
After five rounds of artillery fire, the enemy would never be so foolish as to remain stationary in place.
He fired all the remaining shells at once towards the target.
Without pausing to confirm whether the mission had been successfully completed, he quickly packed up the mortar and empty ammunition boxes.
Grabbing a broom, he retreated while carefully sweeping away the traces behind him, then climbed the ladder and jumped over the wall.
After landing, he hurriedly wiped away the footprints on the ground with a broom before getting on his bicycle and pedaling hard towards home.
Before I had gone far, I heard a series of rapid footsteps approaching from afar.
Interspersed among these words were harsh urgings in Japanese: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"
He Yuzhu quickly got off the car, put the bicycle back into his storage space, and slipped into a narrow alley next to him.
Immediately afterwards, one team, two teams, three teams... a total of five groups of people filed through the alley, their steps hurried.
Only when the footsteps completely disappeared into the distance did the alley return to its deathly silence.
He Yuzhu muttered self-deprecatingly, "Did I stir up a hornet's nest? I'm afraid all the Japanese devils in Beijing will rush over there."
He immediately brought up the system panel and carefully checked the current task progress.
At the very bottom of the panel, a line of clear and eye-catching text is displayed:
[Urgent Mission: The Japanese Unit 1855 at the Temple of Heaven's Divine Music Administration is to assemble and withdraw tonight. Annihilating over 90% will complete the mission. Actual annihilation: 99%. Mission accomplished.]
[Mission Rewards: Tracking and Counter-tracking (Mastery), Sniping (Mastery), Battlefield First Aid (Mastery), a Kar98k sniper rifle with a 6x scope, and 100 rounds of ammunition.]
The system has detected that the host's static space is about to run out. Given the host's extremely high mission completion rate, an additional reward is given: the static space capacity is doubled. (The unnamed military merits of the Rabbit and Bald factions will be distributed to the host's space at an appropriate time.)
While cursing the system in his mind, He Yuzhu quietly slipped out of the alley.
I hopped on my bicycle and continued heading home.
Such a dangerous and life-threatening mission, and all you get are three useless skills and a sniper rifle?
This kind of reward is clearly a way of forcing him to become a sniper in the next mission, and he really doesn't want to take on this tough job.
As for those nameless military merits, they made him so angry he wanted to curse—could this stuff feed him?
Do you expect me to create an official file for you and put it out in the open?
The Rabbit Party's military achievements are barely acceptable, but if the Bald Party's secrets are accidentally exposed, wouldn't that be a matter of life and death?
They made their way home safely, and along the way they also took care of a few lone Japanese soldiers.
Upon arriving home, he quickly locked the door, too exhausted to even take off his coat.
I pulled the blanket over my head and fell asleep immediately—I was so tired that my bones felt like they were about to fall apart.
On the way there, they braved the biting cold wind, and on the way back, they rode bicycles for most of the day, having to hide from Japanese patrols.
By the time I finally lay down in bed, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
"Beep beep beep, beep beep beep..." That night, the radio waves over Beijing never stopped.
All factions are frantically trying to find out what earth-shattering event has occurred in the city.
Only our protagonist was snoring loudly, too lazy to even activate his newly acquired skill.
I was afraid of being disturbed by any noise and wasting this hard-won good sleep.
The camera then cuts back to the Temple of Heaven.
The first shell fired by He Yuzhu landed precisely in the ranks of Japanese soldiers who were assembling to board the vehicles.
It wasn't that no one heard the sharp whistling sound of the shells flying through the air.
The shelling came so suddenly, without any warning.
No one had time to make any effective response.
By the time everyone realized what was happening and tried to scatter and hide,
It's all too late, too late.
The first salvo consisted of six shells fired simultaneously, creating a dense barrage of fire.
It almost completely covers the entire parking area, leaving no blind spots.
The Japanese troops on guard duty on the perimeter had just received orders to rush in and provide support.
The second round of shelling followed immediately, giving the enemy no chance to catch their breath.
They were so frightened that they immediately lay down on the ground, too scared to move.
They scrambled and crawled around, searching for cover to hide in.
Looking at the horrific scene before him, constantly under artillery fire, a sea of flames stretched out before him.
The Japanese major in charge of guarding the scene was wildly waving his sword, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.
He forced his soldiers to rush into the sea of fire, disregarding everything.
The soldiers were driven forward to charge.
But all that was added were a few more cold corpses.
They didn't manage to save many people at all.
The GrW34 mortar has a fragmentation radius of up to five meters.
Even if that small square is spacious.
It couldn't withstand the continuous barrage of shells falling from different angles.
After five rounds of intense artillery fire.
The entire area was almost completely flattened by artillery fire.
Midway through, an unusual noise was heard outside.
He Yuzhu stopped firing.
A group of Japanese soldiers seized the opportunity to rush into the square in an attempt to rescue them.
These soldiers were mostly temporary conscripts from the garrison forces after the outbreak of the Pacific War.
He never actually went to the front lines.
The scene before my eyes was bloody and gruesome.
They were so frightened that their legs trembled uncontrollably.
Limbs and severed arms were scattered everywhere.
Several burning cars intermittently ignited the supplies they were carrying.
Thick smoke billowed over the square.
Gas masks were only issued to Japanese special forces.
Where would ordinary guard units be equipped with this kind of equipment?
The Japanese soldiers who rushed in had not yet encountered any wounded.
They were instantly knocked down by the pervasive poisonous gas and thick smoke.
Japanese reinforcements rushed to the scene.
The major was slapped several times by his superior.
All they could do was bow their heads and keep shouting "Hai!"
Then, the Japanese soldiers wearing large gas masks launched another attack.
They collided head-on.
But then came a new round of sudden and fierce shelling.
The artillery fire came quickly and densely.
They didn't even have time to issue a retreat order.
More than an hour later.
Commander Saburo Kano of the North China Expeditionary Army finally arrived at the scene.
Looking at the scene before me, which resembled a living hell.
He berated all officers of the rank of colonel and above.
I wish I could make them commit seppuku on the spot to atone for their sins.
Don't underestimate the mediocre combat capabilities of the lower-ranking Japanese soldiers.
There were still many capable people in the Japanese army.
He Yuzhu had just left.
The Japanese troops quickly reached the location of the compound.
Japanese military police kicked open the gate to the compound.
The military police who rushed in found the scene completely looted.
Enraged, he repeatedly cursed, "Baka!"
They then brought in military dogs to track them down.
However, the site was cleaned too thoroughly.
The military dog didn't run far after leaving the courtyard wall.