Bright Sword Military System

Colonel Ishihara was red-eyed, and at the same time he didn't believe in this evil. After the imperial artillery position was bombed again, he drew out his command knife and pointed in the direction of the enemy and shouted: "Suppress the enemy's artillery, move quickly!"

According to common sense, if such an unimaginable thing happens on the battlefield, that is, the enemy's artillery can accurately know the position of one's own artillery position and fight back in a short time, Colonel Ishihara should withdraw his troops and figure out the situation first.

Especially at this time, the artillery regiment's combat plan has actually failed... Their goal is to kill and injure the enemy infantry as much as possible and attack their vital forces, which is completely impossible now.

At this time, Colonel Ishihara has forgotten this strategic goal, or this strategic goal has unconsciously changed from his anger to "destroy the enemy's artillery."

This can't be blamed on Ishihara Colonel, because they don't know the inside story at all, and he even thought that he was winning.

Colonel Ishihara thought this way: the first batch of artillerymen of the Eighth Route Army who fought back had already been blown up by the imperial army, and now another batch of artillerymen of the Eighth Route Army are fighting back.

This is the uncertainty of artillery battles.

The range of the long-range howitzer is only a few kilometers away, and it is night at this time. They cannot directly see each other and can only rely on artillery observers to observe the fire from the muzzle to speculate on the position of each other.

So the results are all guesswork.

Colonel Ishihara guessed that he had at least achieved the same results, that is, how much artillery the Imperial Artillery lost, and how much artillery the Eighth Route Army must have lost, even worse than the Imperial Army.

This guess is reasonable, because the opponent is the artillery of the Eighth Route Army, and they cannot be faster and more accurate than the well-trained imperial artillery.

This guess made Ishihara Colonel unwilling to stop there.

At this time, he has already developed a kind of gambler's mentality: a gambler will always think "one more hand, maybe this one will win and make money" at the gambling table.

The same is true for Colonel Ishihara. He thought to himself: One more wave of bombardment of the enemy, maybe the artillery of the Eighth Route Army will not be able to survive or be completely wiped out after this wave.

So Colonel Ishihara commanded his artillery to launch counterattacks again and again, until finally its artillery could not make up an artillery squad and could not launch a large-scale counterattack.

In the end, amidst the bomb craters and rickety artillery pieces, the battered Colonel Ishihara sat blankly on a shell box that had been blown up so that only the frame was barely supported on the ground, and while looking at the miserable scene of the artillery position, he muttered to himself: How could this happen? The Eighth Route Army, how could their artillery...how could it be so powerful!"

At the last moment, Colonel Ishihara thought that the artillery of the Eighth Route Army was able to win because it had more artillery.

He didn't realize at all that the Eighth Route Army had only twelve artillery pieces from the beginning to the end.

If Colonel Ishihara knew this, he might vomit blood and die on the spot.

In addition, Ishihara Dazuo thought that the artillery of the Eighth Route Army suffered heavy casualties like them, and it did not exist.

The artillery of the Eighth Route Army only suffered more than [-] casualties in this battle... The casualties of these [-] or so people were caused by the devil's shells being missed, that is, if the devil's artillery was blasted more accurately, it would hit what they thought was the Eighth Route Army's artillery position. , There will be no such casualties at all.

Needless to say why this result is, of course it is the credit of the gun detection radar.

These days, although Li Yunlong is advancing along the road with his troops, he is always preparing for battle. Among them, the artillery of the devils is the most defensive... The independent regiment has already eaten it once when it was advancing to Datong At a loss in this respect, he could not have fallen twice in the same pit.

But having said that, Li Yunlong still fell down twice in the same resistance, because he did not expect that a randomly selected campsite would be marked by the devil artillery, so the first batch of shells caused considerable damage to the independent regiment. More than a hundred soldiers were killed or injured by the shells the devils bombed in the camp, and more than [-] half-track vehicles were blown up.

The casualties made Li Yunlong's face darkened, and he wished he could rush to Zhangjiakou immediately to get his breath back.

However, his tone is actually about to come back. The artillery battalion won a complete victory and maimed the devils and an artillery regiment... It's just that the result of the battle is still uncertain at this time, and no one knows the coordinates given by the artillery detection radar in the dark Whether the shooting is accurate or not, in short, the devil's artillery was silenced and lost its voice.

The artillery battalion didn't feel anything at all.

The commander of the artillery battalion is a cadre named Fang Junyang, and he is Lao Jiu's apprentice... Lao Jiu has gone to command the rocket artillery battalion, and the howitzer battalion will be handed over to Fang Junyang to command.

Fang Junyang said with disbelief after the battle: "This is the end? Is this a war or training?"

It’s no wonder Fang Junyang would say that. With the artillery detection radar, this artillery battle is just like playing. Fighting and moving again, there is no tension in the previous artillery battle with the enemy.

Li Yunlong glared at Fang Junyang viciously after hearing this, and replied: "What? You still think the devil can't get close with the shells? Then stay where you are and wait!"

"Don't, don't!" Fang Junyang hurriedly smiled: "Commander, why don't I just talk about it? Who would stay in place and wait for the devil's shells? Isn't that stupid?"

Because there were landmines everywhere, Li Yunlong didn't dare to act rashly.

On the other hand, he didn't know the results of the artillery battle and was not sure whether the devil's artillery was dead or alive, so Li Yunlong ordered the troops to divide into several parts and camp and be ready to disperse at any time.

Everyone spent the night in fear, and at dawn the bridge was repaired before moving on, and at the same time sent scouts out to check the situation.

The scout's report gave Li Yunlong a big surprise: "Commander, there are bombs and blood all over the place. The corpses were supposed to be dragged back by the devils, but there are corpses and limbs everywhere!"

Li Yunlong was delighted when he heard it, which means that he beat the devils hard last night!

"Count down the devil's artillery!" Li Yunlong ordered: "Look at how many there are, remember to keep the useful ones!"

"Yes!"

According to the last statistics, there are as many as 33 artillery wrecks.

These are still unable to be transported back by the devils... Considering that there may be some artillery pieces that were damaged and the devils were reluctant to throw them away, there were probably forty artillery pieces that were blown up last night.

"Damn it, that's an artillery regiment!" Li Yunlong rubbed his head and laughed "hehehe": "Just a few 'booms' and sent the devil to the sky with an artillery regiment? It's fun! This thing called artillery detection radar is really a fucking good thing!"

Saying that, the unhappiness of being hurt by the devil's shell last night disappeared in smoke.