my bright sword career

Chapter 156

When the shrill siren sounded from the main turret, the entire bunker group boiled like boiling water, and the devils and puppet soldiers who were resting ran out from all over to the combat positions.

Heavy machine guns, machine guns, and rifles poked their heads out from the shooting holes one after another, all pointing at the group of uninvited guests a mile away. His face was serious.

There is such a legend circulating in the Japanese army that in China, it is easy to distinguish whether a central army is elite or not, just by looking at what they wear.

If it is wearing a German-style helmet, it is undoubtedly the elite. If it is wearing a German-style steel helmet and wearing a German-style military uniform... Don't doubt it, it is definitely the elite of the elite.

The army in front of me belongs to the latter, but some senior officers still have doubts in their hearts. Didn’t the legendary German armorers have been exhausted in the Battle of Songhu? Why did another one appear? And they were followed by another team.

With the Japanese army in Shanxi these years, they could tell at a glance that the team behind should be the Eighth Route Army, but when did the German Mechanics and the Tuba Road get mixed together?

"Taijun...Taijun... The Eighth Route Army and the Central Army have come to attack us, what should we do?" At this moment, a major of the puppet army hurried over with an extremely panicked expression.

"Snapped!"

His response was a loud slap in the face, and Ishikawa Renba glared at him viciously and shouted: "Why are you panicking? Our blockhouses are indestructible. Neither the Central Army nor the Eighth Route Army can deal with us. What we have to do Just stay in the gun tower, take it easy and kill them, you understand?"

"understand!"

The major of the puppet army who had been slapped sobered up quite a bit. Looking at Ishikawa Renpachi with fierce eyes, he hurriedly bowed to him and ran off.

He looked at this puppet major with disgust. To tell the truth, he hated this deadly waste from the bottom of his heart, but he also knew that he wanted to rule China better, and he couldn't do without these people, so he could only use it temporarily.

Ishikawa Renpachi raised the binoculars again, but what surprised him was that the Nazhide Mechanic on the opposite side did not continue to move forward, but stopped at the barbed wire fence more than 400 meters away from the bunker group three, and did not continue to move forward.

Seeing this, Ishikawa Renpachi smiled contemptuously. It seems that this German army is not very good, and they were blocked by a barbed wire fence.

"Yo Xi, it seems that the German weapon master of the Chinese people has indeed been disabled. There are only a few hundred people who dare to attack my bunker group without heavy weapons. I really don't know what the commander of the Chinese people thinks. "

"Ugh..."

But as soon as Ishikawa Renpachi finished speaking, he heard a sharp whistling sound from the sky.

"Um……"

Ishikawa Renpachi's face was stunned for a moment, then changed immediately, and he blurted out without thinking: "No...it's a heavy artillery...that person's heavy artillery!"

"boom……"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cannonball landed about 100 meters away from another gun tower on his left and exploded. The huge explosion stirred up dust all over the sky. Although it missed the target, Ishikawa Renpachi's face became pale. Geisha pale.

There was a sound like gargling from his throat, and it took him a long time to spit out a sentence: "The Chinese people actually brought heavy artillery."

After years of fighting, Ishikawa Renpachi could hear the approximate caliber of the shells passing by in the air with his ears. Combined with the thick smoke rising from the explosion and the violent explosion sound, he could tell at a glance Recognized, this is a 105mm gun.

"No... Huqiu stronghold is in danger!" When Ishikawa Renpachi recognized that it was a large-caliber artillery with a caliber of more than 100 mm, his pale face turned into blue-gray.

The stronghold of the Tiger Hill stronghold is good, but at best it can withstand small-caliber artillery such as the [-]-type infantry gun, but if it is facing a large-caliber artillery, the seemingly solid fortress is by no means better than a straw house How many.

And that shot just now should have been just a test shot, and what awaited them next would definitely be a stormy shelling.

"By the way... shelling..."

Thinking of this, Ishikawa Renpachi was shocked all over.

I am still standing on the roof of the building. During the shelling, it is like shouting at the opponent that I want to shoot.

A thought flashed across his mind, his body had already begun to move, and he rushed down the stairs like a nimble rat. When he had just rushed to the second floor of the gun tower, the second shell had already landed on the left side of the auxiliary gun tower. Less than 20 meters away, dust and smoke filled the sky, followed by the third...the fourth...

"boom……"

Amidst the sound of explosions, a shell finally hit an auxiliary battery at the rear.

The 13.25-kilogram anti-armor high-explosive bomb hit the outer wall of the turret at a speed of 785 meters per second and did not stop in the slightest. Instead, it easily penetrated the interior of the turret, and then the 2.18 kg of TNT explosives inside exploded. , The gun tower, which was always indestructible in the impression of the Japanese army, was lifted off the top cover like a child's toy.

"Okay... hit..."

"Great!"

Two or three miles away, the deputy commander-in-chief and other leaders who were watching the battle couldn't help showing joy, while the staff officers next to them didn't have too many scruples and all cheered.

Once upon a time, the Huqiu stronghold was known for its firmness and fierce firepower. Since it was built the year before last, it has been firmly entrenched on the only road between Huang County and Yi County like a roadblock. I don’t know how many Eighth Route Army, underground party and passing Many people fell under the guns of the Huqiu stronghold, but now this stronghold that they thought was almost indestructible in the past has been overturned as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Mr. Liu put down the binoculars, with a smile on his face, and said to Mr. Lin beside him, "Old Lin, it seems that the Huqiu stronghold cannot be kept today."

Teacher Lin just nodded and sighed softly: "The gun is a good gun, but it's a pity that it's cheaper for you."

Of course Master Liu knew what he was thinking, and comforted him: "Old Lin, don't worry... the second phase of the battle will not be over in a day or two, as long as the battle of Yuliao can be ended as soon as possible, with the mobility of the Liantai militia , I have full time to support you."

"Who knows." Mr. Lin still had a resentful expression on his face, "Who can say for sure about the war, besides, the opportunity to fight is fleeting, and I, Lin, never wait for a war."

Master Liu laughed out loud. Of course he knew that Master Lin was always a proud person. Since Gao Hongming had chosen to assist the 129th Division, he would definitely not have the cheek to ask for help. That was not his character.

"But..." Teacher Lin pointed to the front and said: "I also found a problem, although Commander Gao's artillery battalion has fierce firepower, judging from the shelling just now, it seems that the quality of the gunners still has room for improvement. "

Commander Liu nodded, of course he could see that in the first round of shelling just now, only one hit was hit by more than ten shells, and the distribution of other shells was also a bit messy. From this point of view, the quality of those gunners is indeed Not very high.

However, he was not disappointed about this, but explained: "Old Lin, don't forget that in the last battle of Qixia Pass, half of their artillery battalion was lost, and the casualties of those experienced artillerymen were naturally not small. You can't expect those novices to have a high level of gunplay, right?"

"That's true."

After listening to Mr. Liu's words, Mr. Lin couldn't help but think of the situation when the two artillery battalions set fire together and almost covered the entire position when watching a movie yesterday. , I am afraid that the Japanese army will suffer even greater losses.

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly, this time it was considered cheap for the 129 division.

On the artillery position four kilometers away from the Huqiu stronghold, even though it has entered the early winter, the loaders of the Second Artillery Battalion are still sweating profusely carrying the shells. Beside the gun positions, yellow shell casings are thrown there in disorder.

Despite the rumble of artillery, the voice of Zhuang Mancai, the commander of the Second Artillery Battalion, still roared on the battlefield.

"Look for yourself... Tell me, are you an idiot?

Three rounds... It's already the third round, but the hit rate is still pitifully low. Do you know that just one shell is your military salary for a year. What you waste is not only the money of the group, but also the money of the group trust!
Tuanzuo spends so many silvery oceans every month to invite you to come, is it a waste of oceans for him?

You have to know that not only the regiment seat, but also so many officers of the Eighth Route Army are watching us by the side, shooting like this, if I were you, you would have died of shame, why would you be an artillery soldier?

If this happens again, don't be this soldier as soon as possible, tomorrow I will fire you bastards for the group seat, and let you all go home and eat yourself.What are you doing in a daze, speed up... Let me tell you, even if we pile up shells today, we have to pile up the devils in the Huqiu stronghold to death! "

Seeing Zhuang Mancai roaring on the battlefield with a loudspeaker, the faces of many gunners were hot, and it was no wonder that Zhuang Mancai was angry. The shelling had been going on for more than ten minutes, but the Huqiu stronghold had four gun towers except for two that were destroyed. In addition to being destroyed, another main battery and a secondary battery still stood firmly in place.

They knew very well that Gao Hongming had guaranteed his ticket in front of the chief of the Eighth Route Army, and the battle ended in half an hour, but they, who were the most important part, fought like this, so it was no wonder that Zhuang Man wanted to get angry.

After scolding, Zhuang Man looked around at the four loaders and gunners who were still carrying the shells, his face was flushed by his scolding, and he sighed in his heart. Half of the skilled gunners were killed in the battle of Qixiaguan. Now many gunners are just now. For the recruits who have touched the artillery for half a month, it is already very good to be able to hit the artillery shells almost. If they want to improve their level, they need more live ammunition training and long-term honing.

"Boom...boom..."

Perhaps it was Zhuang Mancai's scolding that played a role, or maybe it was because the gunners realized their shame and acted bravely. The accuracy of the gunners finally improved. When the shelling went on for 6 minutes, three shells hit the remaining In the two main battery towers and the last auxiliary battery tower, in a burst of earth-shattering explosions, half of the solid main battery tower was blown down.

Seeing that all four artillery towers were blown down, Gao Hongming also let out a long breath, turned his head and said to the communication soldiers behind him: "It's all right, order the artillery battalion to stop shelling, and the fourth battalion will launch a general attack!"

"understand!"

The communicator picked up the microphone and connected to the artillery battalion, "The gecko gecko... I am the old nest... I am the old nest, stop the shelling... stop the shelling!"

Accompanied by Gao Hongming's order, the deafening cannons stopped abruptly just now, followed by a burst of passionate charging horns.

"Dick tick tick tick tick..."

Nong Tiancai, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, took out his M1911A1 pistol and fired two shots into the sky, shouting loudly: "Brothers... the brothers in the artillery camp have already collapsed the devil's artillery towers for us. It's our turn to go up... all rush for me!"

"Come on..."

Following Nong Tiancai's order, more than 700 soldiers from the Fourth Battalion jumped out of their respective bunkers and rushed towards the Huqiu stronghold.

"Hurry up..."

"You bastards... have you forgotten how I taught you? What do you want to do together, to be the target of the devil? Spread out... let me spread out... remember that the assaulter is here Front, rifleman behind, distance... machine gun cover..."

Of course, in the charging formation, the platoon leaders shouted and cursed from time to time...

In the half of the main battery building where the Huqiu stronghold was blown down, Ishikawa Renpachi struggled to get up from the ruins. He exhaled heavily, but still felt his lungs burning. He knew that it was accompanied by the exhalation just now. It was caused by too much gunpowder-smoky air, so I checked my body again, and found that there was nothing but a three-inch-long gash in my right hand, so I let out a long sigh of relief.

Although the sound of the artillery stopped, he also understood that it was time for the opponent's infantry to charge.

He searched in the ruins for a long time, and managed to pull out a Type [-] heavy machine gun, but the machine gun was held down by a pile of bricks, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it out.

He was a little anxious, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Is there anyone...Is there anyone else, hurry over and help me lift this machine gun out!"

After he shouted a few times, he finally got a response. There was a sound of footsteps below, and two Japanese soldiers who could barely see their true colors climbed up the stairs and came to his side.

"Your Excellency, I will help you."

Two Japanese soldiers and Renpachi Ishikawa worked together to move the pile of bricks away, and it took a lot of effort to lift out the Type 100 heavy machine gun weighing more than [-] kilograms. After a little inspection, it was found that The machine gun was still working, and a soldier found two boxes of machine gun bullets in the corner.

The soldier hurriedly took out the bomb protection plate and inserted it into the machine gun, "Your Excellency, the machine gun is ready."

"Hurry up and fire!"

(End of this chapter)