Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 677 Potential Stimulation

Pang Dahai and Artillery Company Cliff are the only ones in the Independent Battalion!
Not to mention that half of the pack horses of the baggage company are dedicated to transporting shells for the artillery company. The food for the officers and soldiers of the artillery company is better than that of the infantry. Even in the distribution of potatoes, one artilleryman has one more than the infantry.

It's not that no one has complained about this kind of 'unfair' treatment. For example, a two-faced person like Li Jiujin especially likes to talk about it in front of Tang Dao.

Tang Dao just said: "Then, the artillery and shells of the artillerymen let you carry the second company, and I will give you two more potatoes per person in the second company!"

Li Jiujin quickly shut up.

Artillery is not only a technical arm, but also a labor of strength. If you don't have enough strength to carry the shells, who will guarantee the artillery support of the infantry?Everyone in the independent camp understands this truth, and it is normal for the food and treatment to be better.

Moreover, the infantry were well aware of the importance of the artillery of the artillery company to them. If they encountered difficult and dangerous roads on the march, they often spared no effort to help the artillery to carry the heavy artillery bodies and shells.

But such a company that received preferential treatment from the whole battalion was scolded by Battalion Commander Tang Day one day, and it was still the kind that didn't show mercy.

Even Pang Dahai felt wronged. The entire company had just returned to the mortar position from the "unconscionable cannon" gun positions. The Japanese grenadiers scattered in the valley frequently launched counterattacks.

"All the platoon leaders and squad leaders of the artillery platoons and squads, please listen to me. The officer said that if the artillery company of my artillery doesn't show color to the devil's grenades, I will go to the cooking squad, the squad leader of the cooking squad But there is only one, then you guys go to the cooking class to help me, the steamed buns that should be steamed, and the ones that should be blamed! Grandma’s legs, don’t even try to make it easier for me.” Fat Dahai The fat on his face trembled, and he gave orders to his subordinate squad leaders with his big eyes.

A group of second lieutenants and sergeants dispersed loudly, shouting loudly to order their soldiers to speed up their artillery preparations.

"Damn, hurry up, hurry up, if I am punished to serve as a cook, you bastards will eat vegetables without salt, and your teeth will be gritted!"

"What the hell, shame on you, those who threw away our artillery company, I've lost all my face."

"See my face, it's not the company commander's red face, it's blushing, no matter how good you are, if you don't kill the little devil's grenadier, I will take you to put on the rifle and go fuck them. .”

The officers and soldiers roared one after another on the battlefield!

Not being an official is a small matter, but this face cannot be lost. With the big iron pot on their backs, they may not be able to get rid of the title of "soldiers who carry the pot" in this lifetime.

Of course, this does not mean to ridicule the cooking soldiers. After all, they want to have a hot meal on the battlefield, but it all depends on the efforts of the cooking soldiers.Can be used as a combat unit, let them serve as cooking soldiers mainly composed of young and strong people from Songjiang who joined the army temporarily, is it hard to get over this hurdle?
This is the legendary soldier's sense of honor.

Although the Independence Battalion has not long been formed, its grassroots officers and backbones are all elites from the 88th Division, 67th Army, and 43rd Army. After nearly half a month of integration of old and new, the soldiers have gradually forgotten their original identities and took their respective companies as their homes.

Being scolded like a dog by their respective platoon and squad leaders, and even uttering harsh words about eating vegetables without salt, which artillerymen don't hold back their energy?
Originally it took 10 minutes to prepare for artillery fire, but 2 minutes were abruptly shortened.

With the waving of the small red flag, ten mortars lined up in the open space behind the ridge opened fire one after another.

Yes, the current artillery company of the independent battalion is not only equipped with 6 mortars as standard before, but has as many as 14 mortars. These are the mortars owned by the 145th Division of the Sichuan Army, and Tang Dao personally borrowed them from Commander Rao.

Four mortars were ordered to be transferred to Lengfeng's 4st company to strengthen their defenses, and the remaining 10 mortars were operated by the artillery company of Panghai.

If the most frightening weapon at the infantry squadron level of the Japanese army is the grenadier with a range of up to 500 meters, then the mortar at the infantry regiment level of the Chinese army is the weapon that makes the Japanese cry the most.

The 81mm caliber is much larger than the 50mm caliber of the Japanese grenade, and the power of the 4kg shell is naturally far superior. What is even more frightening is that its range is as high as 2500 meters. On the battlefield with a radius of 2.5 kilometers, there is almost no dead angle. beat.

In addition to being useless against armor and permanent targets, this thing is a nightmare for pure infantry.

However, Pang Dahai did not completely follow Tang Dao's order to suppress the Japanese grenadier soldiers. Those guys are all veterans. The positions they chose were hidden and scattered, and they were very slippery. Once they found that there were shells falling around , transfer immediately.

There is no telephone or wireless communication between the artillery observers and the various artillery pieces, so there must be a time delay. It is absolutely not worth the loss to make calls like this.

Therefore, Pang Hai ordered all the mortars to hit Japanese infantry.

Because the Japanese army began to gather together to build fortifications to resist, for the artillery observers, the target could not be clearer.

For the Japanese infantry in the river valley, what was even more terrible was that the temporary field positions they built with all their might could only defend against bullets, and they had no resistance to this kind of mortar that fell from the sky.

So, in the next ten minutes, an extremely strange situation appeared on the battlefield.

The grenadiers of the Japanese army continued to blow up clouds of gunpowder smoke in the mountains and forests, while in the valley, there were continuous loud noises.

The grenades couldn't hit the mortars behind the ridge, and the mortars didn't care about them, they just caught the Japanese infantry who were still trying to establish positions.

This time it wasn't like the 'unconscionable cannon', which just hit a few shots blindly and counted wherever it was thrown. The mortar was a precise bombardment. If one shot missed, the second shot, the third shot, and the fourth shot followed.

Shallow trenches and stones can stop bullets, but they can't stop this kind of shells falling from the sky.

The stones on the river beach once again became the accomplices of the mortars, and countless broken stones shot out in all directions, blowing up the Japanese infantry until their faces were bloodied.

For a moment, the howls on the river beach even surpassed the sound of rumbling guns.

Indeed, there are more wounded than dead.

Some were hit by flying shrapnel, and some were injured by gravel like the Pegasus Meteor Fist. In comparison, the Japanese infantry who were thrown directly by the air waves and were basically out of breath when they fell were more comfortable. .

At least, you don't have to enjoy the pain that hurts to the marrow.

Think about it, what does it feel like to have a stone the size of an egg embedded in the meat?The pain that is so severe that it makes people convulse is second. The large number of bacteria carried on the stone is far more terrifying than the copper warhead. If the wounded soldiers who suffer this kind of injury do not have the antibacterial drug penicillin, 90.00% will die of bacterial infection.

Of course, the Japanese army can't think so much at the moment. If you don't work hard, it will be difficult to survive until tomorrow, even this afternoon.

The Japanese army, who was beaten up and screamed by the mortar shelling, finally put all their eggs in one basket. The heavy machine guns and infantry artillery finally took risks and fired, trying to cover the infantry to attack the mountain again.

"Okay, Pang Pang Hai did a good job, tell Pang Pang Hai to kill all the heavy machine guns of the Japanese army, and I will give him first-class merit in the artillery company!" Tang Dao's eyes lit up.

Compared with those infantry artillery that can only blindly fire at the mountains, the 20 or so heavy machine guns equipped by the Japanese army are the serious problems he wants to quickly solve the battle. The officers and soldiers of the independent battalion with ten submachine guns and nearly a hundred shell guns charged.

Yes, once the scouts on the other side of Qinglongling Village found that the main force of the Japanese army was moving to this side, no matter how much Tang Dao thought about it, he could only use the last move to deal with the enemies in the valley.

Otherwise, when the remnant soldiers here join forces with the main force of the Japanese army, hundreds of officers and soldiers in Qinglongling Village will be completely abandoned, and there is no hope that even one person will survive.

But the Japanese army was also very smart. Before the heavy machine gun position was built, they did not dare to take it out. They mainly used light machine guns and more flexible grenades to cover the infantry attack.

But now, watching the infantry continue to be ravaged by the opponent's artillery, if they continue to play like this, sooner or later they will die, so they have to put their weapons at the bottom of the box and risk their appearance.

These are all thanks to the artillery company. Ten minutes of precise bombardment bombarded the Japanese infantry badly enough. Although on the positions on both sides, the Chinese infantry also killed or injured dozens of people because of the crazy Japanese grenadier fire.

Tang Dao is almost scolding him like a dog, can the artillery company not burst out to its full potential?

Even Fatty Dahai, the artillery company, now personally acts as the gunner of a mortar, using two fat palms to adjust the parameters of the artillery at high speed according to the coordinates sent by the artillery observer.

It's winter, shirtless, still sweating profusely!

(End of this chapter)