Anti-Japanese War: Making Money Through Robbery, Lao Li Feels Aggrieved and Helpless

Ling Feng could fire artillery ammunition as long as he smiled at his subordinates and said "Congratulations on getting rich". Li Yunlong, who had just won the battle, handed over two mortars. Before they were warmed up, Ling Feng called them to the brigade headquarters. He was so angry that he touched the empty gun mounts in the warehouse and cursed. The battle must continue. Lingfeng used Li Yunlong's hard-earned wealth to fire six 80mm mortars and two attributes, and then focused on the Japanese's logistics convoy, trying to "reasonably launder" this batch of heavy firepower into trophies. After a neat ambush outside Xiaowangzhuang, the artillery battery surged from twelve to eighteen guns, but Lingfeng's eyes had not returned from staring at the direction of Shanzhou City on the map - the two Japanese squadrons surrounded in Zhaijiu Col were just bait, the real prey was the entire infantry brigade that was about to rush out from the city. Li Yunlong lay in the trench and listened to the brigade commander's scoldings, staring eagerly at the two Type 92 infantry guns at the bottom of the col without moving. Ling Feng had already raised his pistol and stood at the front of Niujiao Peak, aiming all twelve mortars of the artillery battery, waiting for the Japanese reinforcements to put them into their pockets. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.