Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 634 So Crazy
This is not the first time the Chinese have shelled all day. In the morning, the artillery company gave artillery support to the No. 3 high ground.

Dozens of shells dropped by 10 mortars made the Jing'an army dizzy, and even hit the heavy machine gun positions hundreds of meters away, destroying nearly half of the heavy machine gun positions.

Chinese mortars have always been a confidant of the Japanese army.

But the Japanese may never have imagined that once the Chinese become crazy, they are really crazier than a lunatic, and even more devil than a devil.

Compared with now, when the position is not completely lost, it will cover the entire position with bombardment, envelop them and their defenders in deadly artillery fire, and practice the Seven Injuries Fist that hurts others first, To practice a kung fu, you must first get the Sunflower Collection from the palace, which is just child's play.

This is the method of dying together in a group.

Of course, the Japanese commanders are not fools. In fact, it is not that there is no plan to prevent the Chinese from bombarding the top of the mountain after the position is lost. That is to quickly occupy the position, use the trenches as cover or attack the trenches on the back of the Chinese mountain.

However, they miscalculated two things. . .

First, he misestimated the madness of the Chinese who started shelling before the position was completely lost, and also misestimated the role of the position at this moment.

After all their constant shelling and bombing from planes, what position was there on the top of the hill?

However, the trenches on the top of the mountain with an area of ​​more than [-] square meters, which is about the size of five basketball courts, have long since disappeared. The rocky and earthy ground has been blasted into a piece of soft floating soil. Not into the ankle.

Where do you hide and where do you hide in such a place?It might be a good way to stick your head in the dirt like an ostrich.

One miscalculation is enough to kill, let alone two miscalculations.

As for rushing forward quickly and rushing to the other side of the mountain, wouldn't it be possible to avoid the surging artillery fire?
Major Morita should be the one with the most flexible brains in the army who entered the Chinese position. At the moment when he heard the piercing whistle of the shells and the shells exploding more than 100 meters away, he did not make any decisions to fight with the other troops on the side. The same routine tactical action of crawling on the ground to avoid gunfire.

He was running vigorously, he stepped over his subordinates in front of him, over the bomb crater where the Chinese wounded soldiers who just wanted them to kneel so that they could cut off their heads one by one, across the second-line trenches that basically no longer existed, holding the command knife There are two melon mines hanging on both sides of the neck of the bastard box, and the military commander who is fully armed like a Rambo is like a gust of wind, and it takes him less than 30 seconds to reach a distance of nearly more than 5 meters.

With this physical fitness and the agility shown by these short legs, it should be very promising to get a top eight in the Olympic Games in the future, and it will definitely make the century-old dream of the short-legged nation come true.

This is the life potential forced out by the shadow of death, allowing the Japanese army's major commander to display his strength [-]% beyond his usual strength.

Because he also knows that the Chinese do not have heavy artillery, only mortars, but the explosive power of a round of more than a dozen shells can cover half of the mountaintop, which is not too big. Within ten seconds, there will be nothing to hide on the mountaintop No matter how you hide, you will die.

The only way to survive is behind the mountain more than 30 meters away. Where can the Chinese hide from the bombardment of their own howitzers and mountain artillery, then he can also hide there.

Seeing their own officials roaring and rushing over there, the Japanese soldiers who came to their senses also ran frantically.How do you say that?It should be called: Since you can't become a smart person, follow the smart people, and you will become smart one day.

As a result, the most intelligent Japanese major became the first dead man.

In addition to the two Sichuan Army companies on the No. 3 high ground, there is also a fire support platoon, which is Cheng Tieshou's soldiers.

It can be said that among the commanders in the entire Mouse Mountain position, except for Tang Dao who was so sad that he was silent, the most heartbroken one may be the commander of the independent battalion fire support company.

One of his platoon-numbered dozens of brothers died right in front of his eyes on Height No. 3, leaving no one behind.

The army captain, whose eyes turned blood red instantly, ordered Mo Songzi to move his precious Su Luotong cannon to the wing of No. 1 highland, aiming at No. 3 highland.

"Mo Songzi, I will be your observer, and you will be the shooter. I will fight for Laozi. Even if the Japanese bombard me heavily, I will not stop. Laozi is here with you."

A Suluotong cannon with 100 rounds of ammunition locked the top of the mountain more than 300 meters away in a straight line before the artillery company fired.

"Shoot me!" When the windy man appeared in Cheng Tieshou's field of vision, Mo Songzi stepped on the shooting pedal hard at Cheng Tieshou's command.

To be precise, it was firing.

Those with a caliber equal to or greater than 20 mm are collectively called guns, because a 12.7 mm machine gun bullet is only a little thicker than a cigarette, but a 20 mm caliber is comparable to a cigar.

Although it is only twice as thick, the kinetic energy it carries is completely two concepts.

For example, all types of heavy machine guns in this era, whether it is the Type 92 or the Maxim, are powerless against the Japanese active tanks, no matter the Type 94 or the Type 89, no matter how far they are, but the 20mm machine gun can shoot at 500 meters. Effectively kill it within a short distance.

What will happen to a large "cigar" that can wear even a 17mm thick steel plate when it hits a person?
Master Morita, who was full of joy, used his own experience to tell everyone that a man who was "fucked" is really miserable!
A shell hit his head directly, and then, the head of the Japanese Major seemed to disappear strangely at that moment.

Of course, that was after a second or two. If someone followed him all the time, he could still see the spectacle.

The whole head is like a watermelon with an imbalance of internal and external pressure, which explodes itself, and then plays with fairy flowers.

Red, white, yellow, black, the spread out area is definitely more than ten square meters. People who have not experienced that scene will never know that there are still "colorful" things in people's heads, not just Only blood.

But the headless corpse still maintained its habit and rushed forward several steps before finally collapsing.

The army who wanted to follow the smart people to become smart fell down in a row.

Machine guns firing at full speed, sticking to death, next to death!
They ran past shells, they ran past fools, but they still did not escape death.

A machine gun firing at full speed from the flank, regardless of life and death, delayed their escape.

And the shells, after a round of test firing, finally rained down.

Originally, the cavalry with horses had a chance to escape when the Chinese artillery bombarded the top of the mountain.But war horses are not humans. Although they have undergone rigorous training, the moment the shells exploded at such a close range, the war horses went crazy.

Some ran forward, some backward, and some ran towards the flanking slopes, like wasps that had exploded their nests.

The Japanese cavalry don’t say they were reluctant to part with their horses, even if they were, they didn’t dare to dismount at this time. The horses that would definitely go mad were trampled to death. , that is the place to take death.

The only way to survive is to go down. As long as the horses start galloping vigorously, the artillery fire extending downward may not necessarily catch up with them. I didn't see that the machine gunners and grenadiers who were still below them had already rushed towards the rabbits. Run the same?

Then, they stalled for time.

On the battlefield, delaying time will be punished, and the price of punishment may be life.

At the moment before the artillery fire began to extend down the mountain cannon, the Japanese cavalry used their skilled skills to control the mad horses, and began to turn around and run down the hillside.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes was even stronger than the sound of rumbling cannons on the top of the mountain, and then, the sound of cannons regained the upper hand.

Because, after wreaking havoc on the top of the mountain with nearly a hundred shells, Pang Haihai, who had been given the unlimited right to fire, chose to extend the artillery fire down the hillside.

Mortars are not like mountain artillery, they cannot hit the other side of the mountain.Nearly 85-degree projectile curve has almost no dead angle.

The shells are coming.

A shell fell on the cavalry of the Japanese army. It was a real rain of blood. Four or five horses were torn apart along with the cavalry of the Japanese army.

Then, the ensuing shells were like meteors, drowning the entire hillside, including the once majestic and chilling Japanese cavalry, in the sky full of artillery fire.

Of course, the Japanese cavalry were not at a loss. As a noble military branch in the Japanese army, they were indeed much stronger than the infantry formed by the mountain folk and fishermen whom they despised. At any rate, they lived a few minutes longer.

As for the machine gunners and grenadier soldiers who ran away early, they were finished without running too far, but most of them died not from the Chinese artillery fire, but from the Japanese cavalry who ran wildly for their lives. under the horseshoe.

How could the cavalry, who kept speeding up and wanted to escape for their lives, change direction for these lowly guys?If there is an obstacle, just ride the horse and step over it. You don't need to cut it with a knife, it's already for the sake of the friendly army.

The entire No. 3 highland was like a huge bonfire that was ignited by shells and used human lives as firewood, and the flames were everywhere.

The Japanese army and their commanders at the foot of the mountain were stunned!

(End of this chapter)