my bright sword career

Chapter 66 Battle Multiplier

"Tom, tom, tom..."

布设在背坡下的炮兵阵地发出连绵不绝的轰鸣声，6门M101型105榴弹炮和八门M1式75毫米榴弹炮同时发出了怒吼，轰鸣声几乎震憾了整个山谷。

The thunderous cannons tore through the dull sky, and clusters of white smoke and orange-red flames immediately appeared on the artillery positions, which sounded like an impenetrable loud noise at first glance. .

The shells rushing out of the barrel pierced the sky and made a sharp whistling. It is hard for those who have never heard the sound to imagine. It is like a huge drum, which is being beaten and knocked on by countless sledgehammers. Everyone wears earplugs, but the gunners still feel the tightness and pain in their ears, and the ground under their feet is shaking rapidly.

In just seven or eight seconds, a bright spot and smoke clusters first appeared at the foot of Qixia Pass, and then, the bright spots turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the smoke clusters formed black smoke.

"Lie down..."

Almost at the same time, Masao Miura, the captain of the First Brigade of the Third Wing, who was commanding the Japanese army to launch an attack, was startled for a moment, and then roared without thinking.

As a veteran, Masao Miura certainly knew what the sound was. Almost without thinking about it, he lay on the ground without thinking about it, and at the same time loudly ordered the soldiers around him to lie down.

"boom!"

As soon as he lay down on the ground, Masao Miura heard a violent explosion from beside him, and the intense heat wave after the explosion almost blew him away.

Accompanied by the explosion, the whole ground seemed to be shaking, and the sound of the explosion made Masao Miura's ears roar.

Except for the deafening explosion that was heard at the beginning, there was no other sound.

Taking advantage of the sound of the explosion, Masao Miura raised his head, and saw a second-class soldier who had just joined the army less than half a year behind a dirt slope, suddenly stood up suddenly, and the panicked second-class soldier just stood up. When he got up, Masao Miura saw the second-class soldier lying on the ground again, and at this time Masao Miura clearly saw that the head of the second-class soldier was gone.

"Boom...boom...boom"

Looking at the second-class soldier who lost his head, Masao Miura heard the sound coming into his ears suddenly become clearer, the dense explosion sound from around him was far beyond his imagination, the sound of the explosion even resembled the Chinese New Year's release. The sound of firecrackers is generally dense.

Accompanied by the explosion, the originally clear sky was shrouded in black smoke, and the sound of "swish" from the blasted fragments and the screams of soldiers came to my ears.

"This is a heavy artillery...the Chinese people actually have heavy artillery!"

Hearing the explosions around him from time to time and the thick black smoke rising up, Masao Miura's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Unlike Western countries, which only classify artillery above 155 calibers as heavy artillery, for Japan, which has scarce resources, 105 caliber artillery is already called heavy artillery, and artillery of this caliber is generally only equipped by Class A divisions. Second-line divisions like the [-]th Independent Mixed Brigade are not qualified to equip this kind of artillery.

What Masao Miura couldn't figure out was why a mere local militia was equipped with large-caliber artillery.

"Ah... Miura-kun... help me!"

Masao Miura turned his head and found a bloody person not far away struggling to crawl towards him, calling for help while crawling.

Hearing this familiar voice, Masao Miura realized that the bloody man was actually his friend Jiro Nishino from the same village. At this moment, his legs had been blown off, and red mist of blood sprayed out from the broken leg.

Seeing all this, Masao Miura couldn't help but screamed in his heart. Looking at the dead bodies and broken limbs everywhere in front of him, Masao Miura hesitated for a moment. He didn't stand up, but quickly moved towards Nishino Jiro crawls to...

And at Qixia Pass, Hashimoto Shinsuke closed his eyes in pain as he looked at the foot of the mountain that was already in flames. He knew that the first brigade was over. It was the God of Amaterasu who blessed him.

"Boom...boom..."

Listening to the sound of explosions in the distance, watching the black smoke from the explosions, Gao Hongming, who was surrounded by the guards and watched the battle on a hillside, looked at the Japanese positions covered by artillery fire and pondered for a while.

He turned his head and said to the communication soldier: "You immediately inform the artillery battalion that the artillery fire will start to extend to the top of Qixia Pass in 5 minutes, and then ask the second battalion, how is the battle going on there?"

"Mortars... what are you doing? Didn't you see the firepower of the devil on the right? Hurry up and kill him... what? It's too hidden to hit them? Then just cover them with artillery fire, I don't believe they can't hit them !"

In the second battalion, which was in charge of blocking, Xiao Zhankui was lying in a temporary observation post, watching the battle with binoculars, and yelling at the phone while watching. Not daring to speak, he seemed hesitant to speak.

At this moment, after finally waiting for Xiao Zhankui to finish cursing, he threw the microphone to him, and a voice came from the microphone again. After listening for a while, he ran to Xiao Zhankui and handed the microphone to him, "Battle Commander... Battalion Commander... The regiment leader asked you to report the battle situation here."

After listening for a while, Xiao Zhankui said loudly: "Don't worry, group seat, I have let the fourth company and the fifth company occupy the highlands on the left and right sides, the devils tried to launch two attacks on us just now, and we repelled them all.

Our casualties were small, almost negligible.I understand, please rest assured, as long as there is one person in the second battalion alive, the devil will never let the devil advance half a step. "

Throwing the microphone to the communicator again, Xiao Zhankui couldn't help but praised: "This thing is really useful. With this thing, no matter whether it is receiving or transmitting orders, there is no need for a communicator to run around desperately, and there is no need to pull the phone line. It is really great." convenient."

The SCR-300 walkie-talkie was also equipped by Gao Hongming to the troops during the expansion of the army. This is the communication equipment of the US military during World War II in another time and space.

Although its weight of 21 kilograms seems too bulky to people in the 4.8st century, and the call distance is only [-] kilometers, it is already the most advanced communication device in this era.

Moreover, although this thing is inconspicuous, it is a multiplier for the combat effectiveness of the troops. After Gao Hongming bought it, he frantically equipped this thing to the first level of the platoon. It can be said that as long as Gao Hongming is willing, he can even directly issue orders to the troops at the first level of the platoon.

And Gao Hongming's local tyrant style has also shown its effect. Although it takes only two months to form an army, and the cooperation of both soldiers and officers is relatively blunt, even if it is hit suddenly, the army still has no rout. The fundamental reason is that commanders at all levels can receive direct orders from their respective commanders from the walkie-talkies carried by the communication soldiers who follow them.

　Dear students, can you scan the bottom of the box to see if there is a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)