under fire

Chapter 1232

Zhenxi.

The puppet army in the south has been completely wiped out, and there are no civilian casualties.

The security forces facing the first battalion and company in the north suffered more than a dozen casualties, and finally couldn't hold on.

Under the yelling of the false company commander, he fled north along the wilderness more than a hundred meters west of the blockade ditch.

"Hurry up." The soldiers of the third battalion yelled, helping the old and the young to lead the townspeople to retreat westward.

Near regiment headquarters.

There are more than a dozen large pots lined up in the south, cooking porridge!
The soldiers fought siege battles, and the headquarters cooked porridge, which can be regarded as a precedent on the battlefield.

There is no way, the political commissar has known for a long time that the people in the town are starving and cannot travel far.

It stands to reason that if you don’t have a full stomach, you can’t work at all. I really don’t know how these skinny people survived.

On the sackcloth spread out on the ground, there are piles of steamed buns.
One cornbread per person, unfortunately, everyone has overlooked a problem, the porridge is ready, how to drink it becomes a problem.

The political commissar had a dark face and had to send another platoon soldier from the third battalion back to the town to find a bowl.
organization, haste
In the pit of the regiment headquarters.

Head Lu held his binoculars and frowned.

If it weren't for the fact that Deputy Minister Zhao of the enemy's Ministry of Industry was by his side, he might have rushed into the town to take command himself at this time.

The political commissar knew that there were not many puppet troops in the town through the inside line arranged by the second battalion instructor Lao Li in the town.

Logically speaking.

Wu Yan should have taken the whole town by now, and the team should have organized the people to retreat.

But now, after the sound of continuous grenade explosions, the town was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the smoke was billowing, and nothing could be seen clearly through the telescope.

The gunfire continued, and the occasional grenade explosion continued.

Commander Lu finally got angry: "Xiao Bing, hurry up and ask Wu Yan what to eat? A puppet army can't even eat it. If he can't take it down after 10 minutes, he won't be the battalion commander."

Xiao Bing jumped out of the headquarters and hurried to the town.

Zhendong.As the amount of earthwork becomes less, the flying dust gradually dissipates.

Soldiers from the Second Battalion were filling sand into sacks and carrying them to the front of the trench.

The Second Battalion seldom dug trenches before, and even if they did, they usually just piled up the excavated soil in front of the trenches and patted it down with a shovel.

Put the soil in sacks and put them in front of the trenches as a bunker, and you can leave separate shooting holes. The key point is that when shooting, the vibration of the gun body will not cause dust to fly, and the possibility of exposure is lower.

The key is that this kind of sand is soft and easy to dig, but the trenches dug out can't be formed!

This trick was learned from Jiuying.

Of course, experienced old Eighth Route Army commanders have long known this method of constructing battlefield fortifications.

Of course, Gao Yidao is also an old eighth way, but the way in the middle is only recently figured out.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would not admit that he learned it from Hu Zai Sui.

The previously flying dust obscured the line of sight and was unfavorable for observation.

Going east for a distance, Gao Yidao, who was lying on the door panel to observe, was dragged by the door panel with his fast legs and slowly returned to the trench that was gradually forming.

There is a sack filled with soil on the door panel near the direction of the devil, which can prevent the devil from sniping.

There is no way, Gao Yidao's injury has not fully healed, and his activities are inconvenient.

If four wheels are installed on the door panel, it should be the most primitive earth tank of the Second Battalion.
The devil's barracks was a mile away, except for the devil's occasional cold shots on the fence, there was no movement at all in the barracks.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. Gao Yidao, who returned to the trench, made a decisive decision: "Quickly, let the company commander and a platoon go over to test it out."

"Yes!" The quick legs who had just returned from Heihuzhai two days ago immediately ran to send an order.

A platoon leader from the first battalion followed the guard post of the second battalion, and ran to Gao Yidao along the narrow trench: "Report, Battalion Commander Wu wants to use our mortars to attack the puppet army headquarters."

"What? Borrowing guns?" Gao said with a black face.

"Report to Battalion Commander Gao, the puppet army took advantage of the favorable terrain to resist at the town hall, and our battalion suffered heavy casualties."

"Where's your machine gun? A while ago, didn't you seize the devil's grenadier?" Gao Yidao didn't want to borrow it.

"But, we can't hit it right. The town hall is surrounded by brick walls. The grenadier hit the side and was directly bounced off by the brick wall. The puppet army made shooting holes in the wall."

Could it be that the grenadier was used as a grenade?

Thinking of the head of the regiment and the special agent company of the fraternal troops as the reserve team were still staring at the situation behind the battlefield, Gao Yidao ordered with a dark face: "Battle platoon, take five shells to reinforce the first battalion, and fight when you reach the edge of the town, and come back quickly after the fight." "

Gao Yidao made a fortune in silence, went to the plains to get three mortars, and handed in a Devil's [-]-style [-]-caliber mortar without shells.

As for the gunner, in his opinion, firing mortars is much easier than throwing projectiles. The shells are stuffed into the muzzle, and then the ears are covered.

Several technical points were only recently learned sporadically from Tian Sanqi.

Soon, the mortar team is dispatched!
A group of fifteen people serving a mortar is not unspectacular.

The artillery platoon leader went into battle in person and took out the dust plug wrapped in new white cotton cloth from the barrel of the gun.

What azimuth, secret position, I don't understand.

Scope, no.

As for the number of charges, the difficulty is really too great.
Four or five observers, once meeting together: "distance two hundred and two"

The gunnery platoon leader was holding a piece of paper that was clearly someone's notes.

After muttering words, he finally found a range number: two hundred and five.

Hurry up and down the machine.

It seemed that something was wrong, and immediately ordered the artillery group: "All artillery positions retreat 30 meters."

No way, the fixed trajectory written on paper does not have a distance of 220 meters.

It happened to be two hundred and five.
The platoon leader has a lot of ideas. Since there is no way, why don't I retreat 30 meters?
Surprisingly, the 15-man artillery crew moved in unison, and the mortar position quickly moved back.

The platoon leader checked it again, and the barrel of the gun was cleaned with a wooden stick wrapped in cotton cloth.

Eighty-two shells were wiped spotlessly.

The platoon leader let go of his hands, and with a whoosh, the shell fell down the barrel, triggering the primer.

Tom.
Mortar shells exiting the muzzle
The cannonballs fly and fly along the trajectory curve of the distance that I jokingly said during the ten thousand detailed lectures.
On the roof of the town hall, the security squad leader of the security force just got a new magazine for his machine gun, and was firing happily.

Suddenly there was a scream in the sky.

The squad leader of the Security Force is a veteran of the battlefield, so he doesn't know what this voice represents.

Roll on the spot, ready to leave the machine gun position.

But the edge of the roof of the town hall is not blocked.
It fell directly from the roof.

It happened that a grenade thrown by Balu earlier exploded outside the courtyard wall, covering the screams in the sky.
The deputy shooter next to him was taken aback. What kind of gun did Balu use to knock the squad leader off the roof?
The screaming sound didn't give the deputy shooter more time to think. He just thought that the squad leader was killed and immediately took over the job of the machine gun shooter.

The squad leader of the false guard who fell was hit by the eaves of the second floor, just in time to see shells falling from midair.

The two of them hit the ground almost at the same time, and the squad leader of the Security Force's security team regretted it, so there was nothing wrong with staying on the roof.

Could it be that cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness?
A loud bang.

Mortar shells exploded.

Immediately, a large cloud of gunpowder smoke and blood mist rose in the courtyard of the town hall.
The screams rang out.

The brick and wooden house of the town hall shook a few times.

The deputy shooter who had just taken over the machine gun position on the roof was frightened to death. This house is going to collapse, right?

The explosion of the eight-way grenade is too embarrassing!
If Ba Ye throws two more
What is more important in this world than life?
He silently recited the Buddha of Infinite Life in his heart, and the poor monk would not die as a fellow Taoist, so he ran towards the stairs in the middle of the roof with his machine gun in his hand.

Cross-eyed, who was acting as an observer for the machine gunner, was stunned for a moment: "Stop, if you run away again, I will kill you!"

Following the shell gun in his hand, he fired a shot into the sky.

The machine gunner was frightened half to death, and fell to the ground: "This building is about to collapse, run quickly!"

(End of this chapter)