Courtyard House: Li Yunlong's Secretary Joins the Thousand-Year Army

He Jianghai found a shell crater and crouched at its rim, switching on the radio. He held out his fist, raised his thumb, closed his left eye, and took aim at the enemy bunker across the river with his right. "Crackle, crackle, this is Lightning!!!" His voice came through the radio at the artillery position. "Enemy firing position located, distance 1,172, vertical coordinate 13,708, horizontal coordinate 9,703, elevation 105..." At the artillery position, the political commissar snatched up the handset, his voice trembling. "Good! You have command of the Central Plains Field Army's artillery!" "You have command of the Central Plains Field Army's artillery. Do you understand? Do you understand?" He Jianghai heard the voice through the handset and grinned. "Understood!" He took a deep breath and continued shouting: "Eight-round rapid fire!! Stand by!!" At the artillery position, the artillery regiment's soldiers were already at their posts. Ten guns, the only ten guns remaining in the entire field army, all pointed toward the south bank. The shells were loaded, and the gunners' fingers were on the triggers. "Eight-round rapid fire, stand by..." The artillery regiment commander stood in the middle of the formation himself, holding a red flag. "Fire!!!" All ten guns fired at once.