All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 193, First Attack

The instructor of the Second Battalion was lying on the edge of the trench, wearing a camouflage straw hat on his head, and holding a telescope in his hand to observe the situation on the opposite side.

The fog in the early morning made the vision extremely poor.

On the opposite side of the trench dug by the Japanese army at night, it seems that someone is walking vaguely, but it is not very clear.

The instructor retracted his body and murmured, "It's been a calm night, and I always feel that my energy is not right."

"If it doesn't feel right, it's right."

Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan withdrew his observing gaze: "The calm before the storm, the little devil has prepared all night, and the next one must be a tough battle."

He has come all the way from recruits to battle-hardened.

It is no exaggeration to say that as soon as the devil lifts his butt, he knows what kind of shit the little devil is pulling.

Yesterday evening, a squadron of devils conducted fire reconnaissance and was easily beaten down. The devils must have a clue in their hearts.

According to the little devil's beating nature, it's time to clear the ground with gunfire.

Shen Quan said to the correspondent beside him:

"Pass me an order. Except for the observation post, everyone is squatting in the anti-battery hole for me. They are not allowed to come out without an order."

The correspondent uses the walkie-talkie to relay orders to the companies.

Then the correspondents of each company ran in the trenches to convey orders downward.

The fortifications are all built according to the highest level, and everyone has a bulletproof hole for hiding, supported by wooden and stone structures.

If it weren't for the lack of cement, everyone would want to repair cement fortifications.

Good fortifications are naturally quite beneficial for holding the position.

Especially when they are about to face the first-class division of the Japanese army, the amount of artillery fire is not comparable to that of the average Japanese army.

The sun gradually rose from the east, and under the sunlight, most of the fog dispersed.

Suddenly there was a cannon sound, and the shell fell on the position, blowing up a column of mud.

"Damn, this is a devil testing a cannon."

Shen Quan quickly put away the binoculars and retreated to the trench: "Quick, enter the hole!"

Like hamsters, everyone quickly got into the half-person-high anti-blasting hole.

Shen Quan was the last one to enter the hole. As soon as he sat down, shells like hailstones fell on the ground with a crackling sound.

The cannons boomed like thunder, one after another like the end of the world.

After the shells fell, pillars of mud were set off, and the metal fragments scattered like flowers from the earth goddess.

The roof of the anti-bunker cave was like a biscuit, and the dust like slag kept falling down, drowning the soldiers hiding inside.

Shen Quan's face was so dusty that he couldn't even wipe it clean with his hands for a second, and then new dust covered his face.

Bah, bah, spit a few mouthfuls, then lowered his head and said:

"Damn it, this Sixth Division is really a big dog. How many cannons did they use? I feel like the position is about to be turned over."

The trainer, who was also in the same blast hole, lowered his head to avoid the mud from falling on his face.

Hearing Shen Quan's words, he replied loudly:

"The Sixth Division is a four-unit division. Their artillery regiment should have 48 mountain artillery pieces. If nothing else, they should all be 75mm."

The divisional artillery is generally an artillery wing.

But it is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The four-unit division has 48 artillery pieces.

The three-unit division usually has 36 artillery pieces, but also has 24 artillery pieces.

The artillery of the division is usually based on the Seventy-Five Mountain Field Artillery, supplemented by the One Hundred and Five Howitzers.

The field division also has a rapid-fire artillery brigade with eighteen [-] or [-] rapid-fire guns.

In addition to the artillery squadron of the infantry regiment, the rapid-fire artillery squadron, and the infantry artillery squadron, an integrated infantry regiment has a total of [-] artillery pieces of various types.

The Sixth Division has four infantry regiments, with a total of 56 divisions.

In other words, the entire Sixth Division has as many as 120 artillery pieces of various types.

Previously, the Eighth Route Army gathered the artillery of the entire army into one piece, which was not as many as this one division.

Of course, artillery of this scale is also rare in the entire Japanese military system.

The first army stationed in Shanxi has never been there.

It was not only the first time for the Independent Regiment to be bombarded by artillery fire from the First Class Division, but also the first time that the Eighth Route Army faced it head-on.

The saturated attack of more than 50 guns makes people feel like they are rafting on the sea, swept by the storm, and unable to land.

The soldiers huddled in the anti-gun holes lived like years.

In the distance, Li Yunlong held up his binoculars and looked at the situation on the ground, so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Hey, this is the real level of the first-class division! Dozens of cannons blasted for half an hour, and there are no artillery holes. I am afraid that even the rats on the battlefield will die."

The rhetoric is a bit exaggerated, but it is not lacking in truth.

If only trenches were dug and no artillery holes were built, at least half of the people in the second battalion would have died.

The remaining half survived by luck, will be stunned by the shells, and there will be little fighting power left.

When the devil's infantry charged, the position would probably be lost.

When the Sixth Division invaded back then, the Central Army that stood in front of them was defeated by such artillery fire.

"Lao Li, I don't think the devil's cannon fire can be allowed to continue to be arrogant. Our rocket launchers should also show their power."

Zhao Gang put down the telescope in his hand and made a suggestion.

In the past, there were no conditions, but now you have to use it when you have the conditions.

You can't always let your own people be bombed, but make the little devil too comfortable.

Li Yunlong said lightly: "It's not that simple. The devils on the opposite side are very thieves, so it's hard to deal with."

Zhao Gang felt that Li Yunlong's attitude was very strange, he frowned and said, "It's hard to deal with, so we have to fight even more.

You don't want to save rockets, do you?That's not necessary, our current reserves are sufficient. "

Li Yunlong glanced at Zhao Gang, and answered him without hesitation.

A layman is a layman, so he knows how to command blindly.

Zhao Gang still felt baffled until the staff officer next to him explained the situation to him.

The position of the second battalion was at the entrance of the valley, and the artillery positions of the Japanese army were not placed in the front, but in the direction of the two wings.

The mountains on both sides of the valley are both barriers and obstacles.

Blocking the firing range of one's own rockets, unless the rockets can turn, they will not be able to hit the Japanese artillery positions.

There was an oolong, Zhao Gang blushed, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself.

He never mentioned letting the bazooka counterattack again.

"Captain, there is a situation."

The shells that landed on the second battalion's position no longer set off a column of mud, but bursts of white smoke rose up like cooking smoke and enveloped the ground.

Li Yunlong immediately thought of gas bombs, and there was no other possibility.

It is always impossible to fire smoke bombs to the target position. What is the picture?

He was not nervous. The Independent Regiment had the best weapons and equipment in the entire army, not only in terms of offensive weapons.

Defensive gas masks are also provided by each person.

The soldiers have all undergone anti-virus training, have taken small classes, and can wear gas masks proficiently.

It can only be said that the little devil wants to play the trick of chemical warfare.

The cannonade stopped shortly after.

The position of the Second Battalion was shrouded in pale yellow smoke, and the poisonous gas in the air would make people feel extremely uncomfortable if they took a breath.

Even with a gas mask on, the skin is exposed and there is still a risk of being infested.

As soon as the gunfire stops, the enemy will come up.

The soldiers had no choice. Wearing gas masks, they climbed out of the anti-blasting hole, returned to their positions, and prepared to fight back with their weapons.

Shrouded in poisonous smoke, through the visible lens of the gas mask, one can vaguely see the figure advancing.

fight?

beat!
Shen Quan, the commander of the second battalion, pulled the trigger without hesitation, sending out a signal to counterattack.

The [-]-type heavy machine guns arranged crosswise on the position fired first, and the large-caliber bullets passed through the poisonous fog, suppressing the attack of the shadowy enemy.

Those enemies wearing gas masks and holding [-] caps got down.

The effect of killing cannot be seen.

But there was a tinkling sound in the mist, as if the bullet had hit steel.

"Battalion Commander, it seems to be a tank."

The artillery shells in front attacked, and the sound of the explosion nearly deafened the ears.

The soldier who spoke had no confidence, and Shen Quan didn't know if he heard it wrong. Logically speaking, he should be able to hear the sound of the engine too!
He listened carefully, as if there was an engine sound.

Buzzing, as if vibrating, not as crisp and clear as gunshots.

Shen Quan hurriedly ordered seriously: "All the bazooka players are ready, don't let the devil tanks rush to the position."

The [-]nd regiment is a lesson from the past, and he doesn't want to follow in his footsteps.

Showing his butt without showing his face is definitely not what Shen Quan wants.

200 meters in front of the position is the anti-tank ditch dug.

Shen Quan raised his binoculars and stared wide-eyed, the anti-tank ditch, the devil's tentative attack yesterday must have figured out the situation.

Wouldn't it be foolish to drive the tank into the ditch?
If you think the enemy is too stupid, you are pretending to be smart.

Shen Quan finally saw the situation clearly, and sure enough, the enemy came prepared.

Logs were tied to the front of the tank that showed up, and a few hunched soldiers walked out from behind the tank to help the tank build a simple bridge to pass through the anti-tank ditch.

The speed is very fast, as if it has been rehearsed.

It was completely beyond Shen Quan's expectation: "Damn, the little devil is really a fucking chicken thief, can this work?"

Covering the line of sight with poisonous fog, the tank quickly passed through the deep ditch.

Shen Quan admired the enemy's plan from the bottom of his heart, but the function of his anti-tank ditch was not to stop the enemy's tanks completely.

You only need to block it for a moment, and provide the bazooka player with an environment to aim and launch.

On the ground, one after another, rockets flew out with tail flames.

Accompanied by the roar of the explosion, the thin armor of the Japanese tank was blasted with big holes, and the tank members inside had no chance to climb out.

Obviously, the Japanese army's plan failed again.

"Bageyalu, fire, fire at the position in front of me!"

The Japanese infantry captain following the attack gave orders to the rear angrily.

Regardless of the possibility that shells may accidentally injure one's own side.

Without completely suppressing the frontal enemies, it would be difficult for them to attack the ground.

More than 50 cannons have been ready to go, and they received orders from the radio to immediately flood the entire position with shells.

(End of this chapter)