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Chapter 356 Don't save shells, artillery fire coverage!
"Commander, the 1st Battalion Commander reported just now, and the 3rd Company did something with the devils again."

"Dozens of devils were killed, and the 3rd company has withdrawn from the battle."

At the Sidingshan headquarters, Huang Erhu reported to Li Yunlong.

"Zhang Dabiao did a good job!" Li Yunlong looked satisfied, and then said again, "Huzi, ask the scouts immediately, have all the devils entered the encirclement?"

"Yes!" Huang Erhu turned around and picked up the high-powered walkie-talkie to call.

After a while, Huang Erhu got up and reported: "Commander, there are currently two devils from the infantry regiment entering the encirclement."

Li Yunlong frowned: "Two infantry regiments, and another infantry regiment?"

Huang Erhuhui reported: "According to Zhang Tianfu of the Sword Squadron, the devils from another regiment stopped in Nangou Village."

Li Yunlong found the location of Nangou Village on the map, and then marked it with a pencil, looking thoughtful.

This Nangou Village is about 3 kilometers away from Gujia Village.

The devil's 1st alliance did not leave here, and for a while Li Yunlong couldn't guess what the devil was up to.

His battle plan was to wait for tens of thousands of devils from three regiments to enter the encirclement, to wash the ground with aerial bombs, and then with artillery shells, before the infantry rushed down to collect corn.

But what is certain is that his ambush has not been exposed, otherwise the devils from the two alliances would never have swaggered into the encirclement.

Li Yunlong wasn't going to wait for that devil's team from Nangou Village.

By the time the devil alliance in Nangou Village left, the two devil alliances that had entered the encirclement had already walked out of the encirclement.

Come to 3 alliances to do his shit, and come to 2 alliances to do the same.

Li Yunlong looked serious, turned around and walked to Huang Erhu: "Huzi, connect me to the artillery groups."

"Yes!" After a while, Huang Erhu handed the high-power walkie-talkie to Li Yunlong, "Commander, it's connected."

Li Yunlong picked up the high-power walkie-talkie and said: "Attention all artillery groups, attention all artillery groups, I am Li Yunlong, I am Li Yunlong, now I order that all artillery groups fire at the devils immediately, don't save shells, give me a hard time!" Beat him son of a bitch!"

……

In the south of Huojiazhuang, there is a halfway up the mountain 4 kilometers away.

The 6 mountain cannons are lined up, and behind the cannon positions, they are stacked neatly, like shell boxes high in the mountains.

A camouflage net is drawn above each gun to cover the entire gun body, and each shell stack is also covered with a camouflage net to increase concealment.

Each cannon pointed in the direction of the canyon where the devils marched.

There are seven or eight artillery positions like this within 6 kilometers around the canyon, and some cannons are set up in cave dwellings.

Each artillery position has a high-power walkie-talkie.

In addition, there are hundreds of fake positions around. Once a fight starts, the militiamen in the fake gun positions will be responsible for setting off smoke to ensure that the ghost pilots who fly to support them will be confused.

As for the shooting of the mountain cannon, the special forces of the Sword Squadron used precise methods to determine that the barrel was raised high, pointing in the direction of the devil's march.

Qiu Zhangcheng, the commander of the artillery regiment of the division, looked at his watch. It was already half past ten in the morning.

At this moment, the current of the high-power walkie-talkie next to him sizzled, and he quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and put it to his ear.

At the same time, Li Yunlong's voice was heard from the walkie-talkie.

After a while, Qiu Zhangcheng put down the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "Every artillery position is ready!"

The artillerymen, who were resting on the ground, heard the roar, jumped up swiftly, and returned to their fighting positions.

The distance of 4 kilometers is almost half of the maximum range, and there is a mountain in the middle, so there is no devil at all. In the absence of precision methods, observers can use telephones or radios to report distances and directions. Then, according to the continuous bombardment of the impact point, the shooting elements can be corrected to achieve the best effect.

However, the Eighth Route Army does not only use precision bombardment today.

The communication after being equipped with a high-power walkie-talkie is also extremely convenient.

Can contact and correct the shooting elements at any time.

This configuration and artillery literacy are ten blocks away from the little devil's artillery.

"All guns fire at full speed, no need to save shells, until the call stops!"

"This time, let's cover the devils with artillery fire!"

In the rough voice of Commander Qiu, the eyes of the artillery soldiers of the Eighth Route Army seemed to be burning like a raging fire.

Since the establishment of the Artillery Regiment directly under the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army, the head of the regiment has always emphasized precise bombardment, requiring that every shell fall on the devil's head.

The infantry sang about killing one enemy with one bullet, and the artillery sang about killing ten enemies with one shell.

The artillerymen of the Artillery Regiment all learn and train in this direction.

Although there are 3 base numbers of shells, the shells are relatively sufficient, but they must not be wasted.

That is to say, only when fighting with Captain Li of the new regiment, would there be a chance to cover the devils with artillery fire, such as the last battle at Guanjianao.

and this time.

Because Captain Li reimbursed the shells fired, and even the cannons damaged in the battle were also reimbursed.

Captain Li is really generous...

The artillerymen thought in their minds, but the movements of their hands were not slow at all.

The rate of fire of this beautiful Chinese M1-style 75mm mountain gun is 5 rounds per minute. If the artillery is not skilled, it can only fire 3 rounds per minute.

The artillerymen trained hundreds of times in order to maintain a rate of fire of 5 rounds per minute on the battlefield.

Cannonballs, loading, and closing the breech breech were completed in one go, and the six mountain cannons were loaded in less than 6 seconds.

"preparation!"

The word "preparation" sounded. Behind the positions of the six mountain cannons, the first gunner pulled the matchlock in his hand and slowly retreated. Behind the first gunner was the third gunner holding the shells in his arms.

"put!"

The flag commander had a stern expression on his face, and the flag in his hand fell suddenly.

At the same time, the six No. 1 gunners also grasped the matchlock tightly and pulled it back. When the cannon was ejected, the No. [-] gunner and the No. [-] gunner knelt on one knee and covered their ears.

Tom tom tom...

The muzzles of the 6 mountain cannons burst into 6 flames instantly, and then turned into smoke, and the scorching air swept across, and a cloud of smoke rose around the gun positions.

"Don't stop, keep firing!"

The second gunner stood up, took the 14.2 catties M48 grenade from the third gunner, stuffed it into the barrel again, closed the breech block, and bent over to avoid the blast.

Then the cannon will pull the rope back, and another shell rushes out of the barrel.

At this time, because the initial velocity of the shells of this mountain gun rushing out of the barrel was only 381 meters, the first round of shells had not landed yet.

The artillerymen's movements were crisp and neat, and their proficiency was perfect.

"continue!"

Head Qiu's shouts continued.

The gunners performed their duties, stuffing 14.2-jin grenades into the barrel of the gun, and continuously fired them in the direction of the devils.

……

canyon.

Looking at the dozens of wounded and corpses carried down from the front.

Colonel Matsui Tadao of the 3rd Regiment had an expression as if he was constipated.

He recognized that these dozens of soldiers were added to the search wing by the 2rd Wing two hours ago.

Only two hours had passed, and the 2rd Wing added more than 3 soldiers to the Search Wing, and all of them had lost their casualties.

The leader of the search team, Takeyoshi Imaka, rode a military horse and stopped by Tadao Matsui's tank.

"Matsui-kun, please give me two more soldiers from the squadron." Konaka Takeyoshi said to Matsui Tadao.

"I don't have any here, you can go to Goto-kun and ask." Matsui Tadao resolutely refused.

A squadron was reimbursed in less than 2 hours, and was almost completely wiped out. The death rate of the search wing was too high.

Behind the 3rd Wing of the Guards is the 2th Wing of the 4nd Division of the Guards, and the leader of the wing is Goto Juro.

"The eight-way combat power of the new sneak attack is very powerful."

"Matsui-kun, in order to reach the outskirts of the Eighth Route Armory earlier, please give me two more squadrons."

Jinzhong Wuyi's face is ugly. If it weren't for the order, who would want to be the captain of this search team?

The search wing is the most dangerous unit.

"Matsui-kun..."

Suddenly, Takeyoshi Imaka's voice stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, including Takeyoshi Imaka, Tadao Matsui, and the devils from the 3rd Wing looked at the southern sky at the same time.

They heard what seemed to be a strange whistling sound from the sky, and the sound was somewhat familiar.

The flight speed of mountain cannon shells is slower than the speed of sound, so on the battlefield, soldiers usually hear the whistling sound of shells grazing the sky first.

It took a second or two before the shell hit the ground.

"Cannonballs, that's cannonballs..."

A ghost veteran suddenly yelled in horror, lying on the ground at an extremely fast speed.

However, it was too late, not all devils had such a fast reaction speed, although it was useless to react quickly under the cover of artillery fire.

Because from all directions, there was exactly the same whistling sound of shells flying through the air.

The first to land were the 6 grenades fired by Head Qiu's position, and their position was relatively close to where the devils were.

boom boom boom…

6 shells landed in the ghost formation and exploded. Accompanied by 6 deafening explosions, orange fireballs erupted, and the shock wave swept across with terrifying projectiles.

A dozen devils were thrown into the air by the shells on the spot. After landing, their bodies were broken into several pieces or they were blown to pieces, it was up to fate.

Anyway, there is no whole body.

One of the shells happened to hit a Type [-] tank. The shell hit from the top of the turret. The diesel exploded and the shell exploded. A ball of explosive fire suddenly rose up and turned into a cloud of mushroom smoke!
The devils in the tank were smashed in the explosion before they had time to react.

At this time, the shells fired by each artillery group had already fallen, covering the entire canyon in the smoke of artillery fire.

Fire is the signal to attack.

Immediately afterwards, the mortar groups of each artillery position began to operate.

On the position of the 1st attack group, with the continuous rapid and continuous muffled sound of tom tom, more than 100 shells rushed out of the muzzle.

A beautiful arc was drawn in the air, and it landed between the devils.

Accompanied by the continuous roar, the shells extended wantonly, and the explosion fireball and gunpowder smoke enveloped the entire canyon.

The completely unsuspecting devil was stunned.

A total of more than 300 artillery pieces, including mountain cannons and mortars, fired at the same time, firing shells at the devils' heads.

Although more than 300 cannons are nothing in a big battle, all the shells fell in the narrow canyon, and the power of the shells fired continuously by more than 300 cannons is undoubtedly terrible.

The artillery shells continued to fall among the devils, blowing up the devils, stunned them, and killed them.

(End of this chapter)