Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 923 I finally didn't embarrass the group seat!
On the battlefield, four Type 89 tanks led by an 94 tank and two anti-aircraft guns shrouded in thick smoke were shooting at each other.

But no one expected that the protagonist of the battlefield would change hands before the two had completely decided the outcome.

That's because, in the face of the sudden extra piece of meat from the poor across the street, Nobita Nobita made his own efforts.

As the front-line commander, he didn't even ask Goto in the rear for instructions, but directly ordered the two infantry artillery teams to fire on the Chinese position.

Major Nobita Nobita's brain was burnt out by anger at the moment, but it didn't mean that the two artillery captains were also crazy.

If you win after the war, it's okay to say that victory can cover up all the ugliness.But if this fortified battle fails, once the four infantry guns commanded by the two of them blow up their own people, then the two artillery lieutenants will definitely be unlucky.

Not only the remaining infantry commanders on the front line are going to make trouble for him, but I am afraid that he will also go to the military court.

After all, Major Nobi gave them the order to bombard the Chinese positions, not his own. The infantry rushing to the front were only 100 meters away from the Chinese positions.

Damn it, the cannon is not a gun, so where to hit?There is a slight error in the angle of the muzzle, and the actual shelling is a gap of hundreds of meters or even hundreds of meters. This is still an infantry gun that can be used as a direct-pointing gun. If it is replaced with a curved gun like a mountain gun, the error is even more amazing.

Of course, even Nobi Nobita, who has no brains, has no plans to use the four four-type mountain artillery at the rear before the battle is over. In fact, even if he wants to, the artillery captain probably won't would agree.

If you don't dare to violate military orders and don't want to be a scapegoat after the war, you can only work hard to improve the hit rate, and if you want to improve the hit rate of infantry artillery that can be used as both direct-fire guns and curved-fire guns, you can only continue to pull close range.

Therefore, the two artillery lieutenants who had greeted all the women of Nobi Nobita's family over and over in their hearts could only bite the bullet and move the infantry artillery position forward by another 200 meters, only 700 meters away from the frontal position of the Chinese side.

Not only was the distance getting closer, but more importantly, it happened to leave a small hill, completely exposing the four infantry guns on the flat ground.

Looking at it from the top of the mountain, it is almost not too clear.

Because it was fired from the back, after several consecutive test shots were fired at a position closer to the top of the mountain, the two second lieutenants of the Japanese artillery, who considered not seeking nothing but seeking nothing, still asked the artillerymen to maintain the elevation angle of the muzzle. He is now It is better not to shoot at the Chinese positions than to blow up your own infantry into the sky.

Four infantry guns fired together, which is still very cowhide.

Leaving aside the effect of the shelling, the thick smoke rising from the Japanese artillery positions would cover the artillery positions as wide as 300 meters, making it hard to see clearly.

A hundred meters above the Chinese position was bombarded, and rubble flew across. Although it didn't really do anything to the Chinese soldiers on the position, the flying rubble was quite troublesome. Several of them lay behind the rocks. The soldiers who were not hit by the bullets pouring down from the Japanese army were now bleeding, because they were all smashed by gravel.

Even the No. 1 artillery position where Zhen Dazhuang was located stopped for a minute because an infantry shell exploded more than ten meters away from the fortification, and did not continue to chase and kill the cunning 1 tank.

"Yo Xi! Order the infantry artillery team to continue to maintain this intensity, let the Chinese see what artillery is!" Nobita Nobita smiled for the first time.

He didn't see the anger of the Chinese mortarers behind the mountain!

The 769th regiment originally had 4 mortars and 25 rounds of shells. Up to now, except for the appearance of Japanese tanks, they fired six shells, and they have not continued to participate in the battle.

Waiting for a suitable fighter is one thing, but the most important thing is that there are too few shells. Good steel must be used on the cutting edge.

But now, the fighter planes have appeared, and the Japanese army dared to place the infantry artillery in the open space where the artillery observers could see.

Moreover, the mortar unit supported by the 683 brigade distributed them 50 shells.
What else is there to say, just beat him up!
"Order the regiment to belong to the artillery company. Temporarily listen to the command of Li Daxi, the squad leader of the 683 brigade. Eight cannons will be fired on me, and the Japanese infantry cannons will be knocked out!" The young regiment leader on the top of the mountain ordered decisively.

"The maximum straight-line distance of the target is 1050 meters, and the elevation angle adjustment is 58.3 degrees.
Eight rapid-fire rounds for each gun position!All follow my orders! "

Li Daxi, who turned a deaf ear to the shells that were still exploding hundreds of meters or even tens of meters away, never took his eyes off the telescope, and shouted hoarsely while trying to look into the distance through the gunpowder smoke.

The messenger behind it faithfully conveyed the orders of Li Daxi, the old artillery squad leader, to the mortar position on a small flat ground behind the mountain with semaphore.

In the age without communication tools, the heroic unit of the 921st Division brought the tradition to the fullest. The figure of the messenger who was no more than 20 years old appeared very thin in the smoke, but his arm waving the small red flag was steady, and he did not appear. A glitch.

The 400 mortars more than 8 meters away from the top of the mountain were all adjusted according to the data measured by the veteran artillery who went to the top of the mountain to act as an observer. It took one and a half minutes to adjust them in place.

"Let go!" With Li Daxi's roar, the red flag of the orderly fell down hard.

8 artillerymen sent mortar shells into the muzzle and crouched.

After several muffled sounds of "Boom!", the artilleryman who picked up the shells again sent the shells into the muzzle again.

This went on and on, with an average of 4 seconds to fire a shell, but within 30 seconds, all the 8 rapid fires requested by Li Daxi were executed.

This is already the fastest firing speed of this group of gunners. If placed in the four-row group, the group of gunners who fired an average of 30 shells per person can even increase the speed to one shell every three seconds.

There are a total of 8 mortars, each with 8 rounds of rapid fire, which means that in just 30 seconds, 64 rounds of shells were thrown. This kind of shelling intensity should be unprecedented in the history of the establishment of the 769 regiment and even the predecessor of the regiment. of.

However, the only ones who could see the grand occasion were the frontline officers and soldiers of the 769 regiment on the ground.

They were lucky enough to see a field of bullets blooming, but this time, it was on the enemy's position.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The violent explosion from the foot of the mountain not only made the eyes of the Chinese soldiers widen, but even the Japanese infantry who were still trying to advance in the hail of bullets couldn't help but turn their heads.

His eyes froze for a moment.

Just now, the four infantry guns with a horizontal and vertical distance of 40 meters were all submerged in the smoke of gunfire.

Are you sure this is fighting the Chinese?Looking at the artillery positions shrouded in gunpowder smoke behind them, the Japanese infantry could not help but tighten their thighs.

The urge to urinate is coming!

The sudden Chinese tank guns only scared the few tanks, but the infantry were not particularly nervous. They also have the 37mm rapid-fire guns that use armor-piercing as a tactic, but they are only used to attack fixed fortifications, against infantry , is not the specialty of that kind of gun.

But this kind of mortar that can be dropped almost vertically is different. This thing is known as an "infantry nightmare". When one falls, the shrapnel blast can sweep across the area. Even if you lie on your stomach, it may be cut off by the shrapnel head.Whether he can live or not depends entirely on whether Amaterasu wants to see you or not.

The Japanese infantrymen were just terrified, but what was the mood of the Japanese artillerymen who were bombarded by mortars?

The two artillery second lieutenants who were afraid of being blamed and their faces tensed were really wronged before they died. Damn it, my buddies have already fired cannons into the sky, so why don't you just let it go?There are so many mortars and you don’t even say a word. If you say it earlier, you wouldn’t run so close to seek death if you were killed!
What's the matter, you have to hide behind that bastard, Major Yebi, if you want to fight, you should hit him first.

64 shells fell crazily. Not only were the four infantry guns overturned to the ground by the violent air waves, but the casualty rate of the Japanese artillerymen present directly exceeded 4%.

"Where are there so many mortars from the Chinese?" Major Nobi, the bastard infantry commander who was scolded by two artillery lieutenants before he died, watched the four infantry artillery he ordered to approach the artillery fire covered by artillery fire. When it was dark, I almost fainted.

The troops going out of the city to reinforce Shentouling have a total of four infantry artillery squads with a total of 8 infantry artillery. This is good, because his order has been lost in half. Will Goto Jiazinan, who is sitting in the rear, want to eat him? ?
The Japanese army major doesn't know much about his temporary boss. Goto Koshinan, who has been observing the battlefield with a telescope in silence, has a pale face. What does he want to do now, is to lift a knife Killed that bastard at Front Command.

No matter how big or small the head was, Baga cut it up and fed it to the dogs.

In fact, this loss is too great, almost unbearable.

This is not a question of losing 4 infantry artillery, but rather, losing enough artillery, he now only has more than 1000 infantry, how can he fight against the Chinese whose strength is at least several times that of his own?
"Order the second and third artillery squadrons to retreat immediately, to 1500 meters away, and order the heavy soldiers to build bunkers for them immediately. Without my order, they must not leave the position!" Goto Koshinan ordered with a cold face.

"In addition, tell Major Nobi Nobita that I will give him 3 hours. If he can't attack the position in front of him, he can use any method he chooses to serve His Majesty the Emperor, and he doesn't need to come back to see me."

However, without waiting for this cold-blooded and ruthless military order to reach the front line, Nobi Nobita's face was full of despair.

After the artillery battle, which was led by him alone and the Chinese counterattacked with mortars, the 89 tank that jumped up and down finally turned from a supporting role into a protagonist.

The reason is very simple. The 89 tank suddenly couldn't move, and changed from a flexible maneuver to a fixed turret.

This battle was definitely an extremely difficult test for the two artillery squads led by Zhen Dazhuang.

Zhen Dazhuang had already fired ten rounds, but most of them missed. The 89 tank was like a nimble fat man, constantly moving coquettishly, and swinging the stubby 57MM tank gun to fight back from time to time.

In such a situation, even the artillerymen of the 683 Brigade, who had learned from him, were impatient. They even climbed out of the fortifications in the face of the danger of being bombarded by tank guns, and used their good vision to continuously report the whereabouts of Japanese tanks to Zhen Dazhuang.

Beads of sweat rolled down Zhen Dazhuang's forehead. He knew that if he didn't blow up a Japanese tank in this battle, Tang Tuanzuo's reputation would be ruined by him. He was no less in the 683 Brigade This group of artillery cadets boasted about the past achievements of the Four Elements Regiment.

As a result, that's it?Two guns were put on the battlefield, and not even a single tank was blown up.

Zhen Dazhuang is from Shaanxi Province, he is a bit of a mess, but his brain is good enough, otherwise he would not have been transferred by Pang Hai to train artillery for the 683 brigade.

If the 89 tanks can't be beaten, then fight the thinner-skinned Type 94 tanks.

Don't look at the Type 94 tank because it looks more flexible because of its small size, but its engine power is also small!On this kind of hillside, its power to get up and down is actually not as good as the Type 89.

Therefore, Zhen Dazhuang, who was eyeing a Type 94 tank, finally broke through to zero after firing three shots in a row.

A shell hit the frontal armor of the unlucky guy. The 10mm thick steel plate had no effect on the terrible tungsten-core armor-piercing shell. The thick shell broke into the Type 94 tank almost violently and exploded.

The high-temperature jet stream generated in an instant, not to mention that the human body cannot resist it, even the steel will be melted. Black smoke comes out from the inside of the Type 94 tank, and then there is a "cracking" explosion. There is no shell in the Type 94 tank, and the explosion There are still thousands of machine gun bullets left!
The miserable appearance of the crouching 94 tank frightened the other three, especially the one targeted by Zhen Dazhuang.

The panicked 94 Xiaodouding crazily stepped on the gas pedal, and under Lieutenant Matsuda's horrified eyes, he slammed into the rear of the 89 tank that was moving coquettishly.

The loud sound of "clang" metal contact even surpassed the sound of the shell explosion.

The 89 tank that was reversing went straight into the fleeing 94 tank. One was 15 tons and the other was 3.4 tons. It was like a mud truck hitting a QQ. The two were not in the same weight class at all.

But no one can deny that the effect of force is mutual, and it cannot be said that there is no harm if you are big.

The engine of the 89 tank at the rear of the car body suddenly emitted a puff of black smoke, and the diesel engine capable of bursting out to 170 horsepower stopped working, and because of the huge impact force, the 89 tank jumped forward, and the damaged diesel engine burst out. Last power.

And the 94 tank is even more tragic. It was knocked out three or four meters by the big brother, and there happened to be a crater blown out by the mountain artillery shell next to it. Expanded a bit, up to a depth of 1.5 meters.

94 Xiaodouding fell into the crater crookedly, buttocks face down. No matter how the tracks turned or the engine roared desperately, the little Douding tank with the front tilted and twisting its body desperately could not get out.

The two tanks involved in the crash are miserable, but even more miserable are the only spectators watching it all up close.

The 89 tank that had a car accident went forward and hit a boulder, as well as Second Lieutenant Matsuda caught in the middle.

"Mud horse!" This was the last thought that came to Lieutenant Matsuda's mind, and then he was smashed into a ball of meat.

The poor second lieutenant of the Japanese army probably thought about how he would die, be shot by bullets, torn by grenades, or stabbed in the chest by a Chinese bayonet, but he probably never imagined that his death and all these irrelevant.

Unexpectedly, he would die in a car accident, a car accident caused by the stupidity of his armored soldiers.

The scene of the car accident was very tragic. The 94 tank was like a tortoise that could not climb out of the quagmire. The 89 tank hit a big rock at one end.

But the Japanese driver was obviously not full of fear because of the flesh and blood blocking the observation hole. The reason for his real fear was that no matter how he stepped on the accelerator, whether he was moving forward or reversing, the 89 tank did not move at all.

The 89 tank lost its mobility.

This scene was also discovered by the artillerymen lying outside the fortifications.

"Aren't you dead yet?" Zhen Dazhuang tried his best to mobilize the muzzle, aiming the muzzle at the 89 tank that kept emitting black smoke but remained paralyzed.

No one knows how many shots Zhen Dazhuang fired, but everyone can see the misery after the Japanese tank was hit.

The riveted turret and gun barrel were smashed into pieces by the violent metal torrent, and the large holes visible to the naked eye on the body proved the terrible kinetic energy of the 37mm anti-aircraft gun.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "boom", and the 89 tank, which had been completely destroyed, jumped up suddenly, followed by the huge energy of the explosion of more than a dozen shells in the car, which lifted the 15-ton steel behemoth to the ground. It is tens of centimeters high from the ground.

The fire ignited from the inside out completely turned the tank into a bright candle, especially conspicuous on the battlefield.

Nobita Nobita closed his eyes in pain. After losing 4 infantry guns, he successfully helped General Goto destroy an Imperial main battle tank.

What day is it today!

He really wanted to pick up the knife if he could
Cut a knife for yourself, so that everyone will not be difficult to do.

Obviously, this kind of thing is easy to cut others, but difficult to cut yourself.

Seeing that the stupid Type 94 tank was smashed into a pile of steel scraps by the turret that flew into the air because of the sacrificial explosion, Nobi Nobita was a little calmer than before.

Shame and pain, these emotions are useless, what he has to think about now is how to survive this battlefield.

Not because of the Chinese, but because of the higher-ranking commander behind him.

(End of this chapter)