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Chapter 357 Let the Cannonballs Fly!

Jinzhong Wuyi, an old devil, reacted extremely quickly.

When the shell hit the ground, he turned over and dismounted at the same time, but a hideous wound was scratched on his face by the flying shrapnel, and blood trickled out.

He even rolled and climbed onto the Type [-] tank.

Although a Type [-] tank in front was hit by shells.

But obviously, the odds of surviving in a tank are better.

However, Tadao Matsui didn't show affection, he got into the tank at the same time as the shells fell, and closed the turret cover tightly.

Imamaka Takeyoshi slammed on the top of the turret, but Tadao Matsui refused to open the tank.

He had no choice but to jump out of the tank quickly and get under the tank chassis to avoid the artillery fire.

At this time, in the sight of Tadao Matsui and Takeyoshi Imaka.

Dense shells fell like raindrops, one after another continuously, the smoke of the explosion just rose, and the next round of shells rained down again.

At least thousands of shells fell on the heads of the Japanese troops every minute.

The rate of fire of the M1 American mountain gun is 5 rounds per minute, and 84 rounds equals 420 rounds.

but.

M2迫击炮的射速却可以达到18—35发，一共200多门迫击炮，按照每门炮每分钟25发算，那就是5000发。

That is to say, more than 5000 shells fell on the devil's head every minute.

At this time, Tadao Matsui and Takeyoshi Imaka, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the density of shelling.

Such intensive bombardment was caused by Tuba Road?

Even if all the mountain artillery, infantry artillery, mortars and grenades of the entire 2nd Guards Division were combined, it would be impossible to fire such an artillery bombardment.

Artillery coverage.

Colonel Tadao Matsui suddenly thought of a word.

However, in front of the two Japanese army regiments covering more than 7000 people with artillery fire...

Is it really composed of beggars who have never seen the world, use inferior weapons, ammunition is extremely scarce, and each soldier can't hold ten rounds of bullets?
Tadao Matsui expressed doubts.

"Your Excellency, Captain?"

The chief of staff who was the driver in the tank shouted anxiously.

Your Excellency, the Alliance Captain, won't be scared stupid, will you?

"Ok?"

Tadao Matsui came back to his senses.

"Your Excellency, Captain, what should we do now?"

The devil's chief of staff asked anxiously.

Tadao Matsui said urgently: "What should I do? Of course, call the division commander for tactical guidance immediately!"

Whether it was the front or the rear of the tank, it was already shrouded in flames and smoke. With such a density of shelling, it was impossible to see where the eight-way shelling came from.

Even if they organize a counterattack, they don't know which direction to counterattack.

The devil's chief of staff didn't dare to drive the tank indiscriminately. At this time, it was all messed up, and the tank could run over its own people just by opening its tracks.

Such a heavy tank ran over a person, and the body turned into a pile of minced meat.

I just don't know how many shells there are on the Eighth Route. If there are enough shells, the two regiments may be in bad luck today.

Plus 1 search wing, it should be 3 wings.

"Call the division headquarters, call the division headquarters!"

Inside the tank, the combat staff officer picked up the radio and called hurriedly.

At the same time, in Shangwu Village, the regiment headquarters of the 2nd Guards Division.

Although it was five or six kilometers away, the sound of the cannon was still rumbling, like a thunderous explosion, but it was continuous.

At first, Kunomura Momoyo and Nakazawa Shoichi thought it was thundering, but when the continuous sound of gunfire came, their faces changed drastically.

The two experienced devils could tell from the sound of the cannons that there were at least thousands of shells exploding every minute.

Such intensive shelling was definitely not done by the 2nd and 3rd Wings.

There may be only one.

The 2nd and 3rd Wings were ambushed by eight routes!

"Reporting to the head of the division, Colonel Matsui wants to talk to you!"

The communications staff officer turned around, stood up and bowed his head to report.

Kunomura Momoyo walked quickly to the table, picked up the receiver, and said in a deep voice, "Moshi Moshi, I am the head of the division."

As soon as he finished speaking, Colonel Matsui Tadao's anxious voice rang in his ears: "Your Excellency, Commander, the 3rd and 4th Wings have been bombarded, please ask for tactical guidance, please ask for tactical guidance!"

"Matsui-kun, I know you are in a hurry, so don't be in a hurry."

Kunomura Momoyo said in a deep voice, "Where is the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army, and how many artillery pieces are there?"

Tadao Matsui anxiously said: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, I... I don't know where the artillery positions of the Eighth Route are located. The shells seem to be coming from all directions. As for the number of artillery pieces of the Eighth Route, I'm afraid there are no fewer than 500!"

"Nani, 500 doors?" Kunomura Momoyo almost blurted out, "This is impossible!"

Matsui Tadao said: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, I have no intention of arguing with you, but my eyes have turned into a sea of ​​flames, and I ask for tactical guidance!"

Kunomura Momoyo said coldly: "That can't stay where it is, you can only eat shells!"

"Matsui-kun, I order you to choose a direction and lead the soldiers to attack!"

"I will order the 5th Regiment to support you as soon as possible, and the Mountain Artillery Regiment will also arrive as soon as possible!"

"Hi!" Tadao Matsui had no choice but to respond.

Immediately, Colonel Goto Juro's voice rang again on the radio, and the content of the report was exactly the same as that of Tadao Matsui, requesting tactical guidance.

After hanging up the call, Kunomura Momoyo scolded Hachi angrily.

The chief of staff, Chief of Staff Nakazawa Shoichi, said from the side: "Commander, the Eighth Route Army is quite tolerable. There are so many places that can be ambushed, but they choose to do it when they are about to reach the arsenal."

Kunomura Momoyo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said urgently, "Nakazawa-kun, immediately order the 5th Wing to help the 3rd and 4th Wings."

"Order the division headquarters and the mountain artillery unit to move forward immediately."

"At the same time, immediately report the situation here to Commander Shinozuka, and apply for the aid of the air force to destroy the Eighth Route's position."

The old devil had already smelled something unusual.

"Hi!" Nakazawa bowed his head, turned around, first gave orders to the 5th Wing by radio, and then drafted a telegram to send to the First Army Command.

Then he ordered the Mountain Artillery Wing and the Division Headquarters to move forward immediately.

……

Taiyuan.

First Army Command.

"Report, Lieutenant General Nagano of the 2nd Guards Division has an urgent call!"

The communications staff came in and reported to Kusuyama Hideyoshi and Shinozuka Yoshio while bowing their heads.

Shinozuka Yoshio stared at the map: "Read!"

"Hi!"

The communication staff took the telegram and read: "The 2nd Guards Division, the Search Wing, the 3rd Wing, and the 4th Wing advanced to the area of ​​Huojiazhuang, 3 kilometers west of the Eighth Route Armory, and were fiercely attacked by 500 artillery pieces from the Eighth Route. The artillery bombardment, the Eighth Route Artillery is fierce, the 5th Regiment is speeding up to help, requesting the headquarters to send out aviation to destroy the Eighth Route Artillery position, and assist the 2nd Guards Division to capture the Eighth Route Arsenal, His Majesty the Emperor, and the Japanese Imperial Army on board!"

"Nani? 500 cannons?" Yoshio Shinozuka's pupils shrank suddenly, and his tone was unbelievable.

He took the telegram from the communications staff officer, read it himself, and made sure that it was 500 cannons, not 50 cannons.

"How could there be 500 cannons in the Eight Routes?"

Kusuyama Hideyoshi said: "Most of them should be mortars, and I don't think there are that many. The mortar production line of the Eighth Route Arsenal has been put into operation for almost 3 months. I guess it will be no problem to gather 300 mortars."

"To my surprise, the Eighth Route Army did not fire these mortars, but concentrated and used the 60mm mortars supporting the company and platoon."

"According to intelligence, the production of eight-way shells has also increased significantly."

"Even if we win the Eighth Route Armory, the 2nd Guards Division will probably suffer heavy casualties this time."

Neither Shinozuka Yoshio nor Kusuyama Hideyoshi had realized that the main force of the Eighth Route Army had returned to aid, and the three regiments of the 2nd Guards Division had already entered the pocket formation set up by Li Yunlong.

Shinozuka Yoshio said: "According to what Lieutenant General Kuno said, immediately order the 8th Flying Squadron to allocate half of the fighters to help the 2nd Guards Division."

"Hi!" Kusuyama Hideyoshi bowed his head, turned and went to the communication room to give orders to the aviation soldiers.

……

Siding Mountain.

Li Yunlong came to the army's ambush position.

A few guards behind them carried low-power walkie-talkies, high-power walkie-talkies, and radio communication devices and followed closely behind.

Li Yunlong raised his binoculars and looked down.

Through the field of vision of the telescope, I can see that the canyon below has been completely shrouded in fireballs and gunpowder smoke.

In particular, the canyon road and its vicinity were the focus of shelling by the artillery group, and it had turned into a sea of ​​flames at this time.

"Ha ha…"

"More than 300 cannons and more than 5 shells, enough for little devils to have a full meal."

Lao Gao grinned at the corner of Li Yunlong's mouth, and said loudly.

The only pity for Li Yunlong is that more than 300 of the 200 artillery pieces are 60mm mortars.

It would be even more serious if all of them were artillery pieces above 75 mm. Tens of thousands of shells would fall, and most of the devils would be killed or killed.

However, even at the current scale, it is the richest battle Li Yunlong has fought so far.

at the same time.

Nearly 2 commanders and fighters of the Eighth Route Army were watching the devils being bombarded.

At the Headquarters of the 1st Attack Group, Ding Wei said loudly: "It's a joy, it's a fucking joy."

At the headquarters of the 2nd attack group, Kong Jie's whole face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile: "It's fun, it's fun, it's a great battle!"

Kong Jie's partner, the Political Commissar of the Independence Regiment, also spoke enthusiastically: "This is the first time I've seen the scene where more than 300 artillery pieces are firing at the same time. It's hard to imagine that this is our Eighth Route Army shooting at the devils. It was half a year ago. I dare not even think about it.”

At the headquarters of the 3rd Attack Group, Cheng Shifa had an expression of enjoyment on his face: "Haha... covered by artillery fire, this battle was fought comfortably!"

The political commissar of the 772 regiment was shocked: "My God, this movement is really big."

……

Zhang Dabiao was carrying a machete with a ghost head on his back.

The body is covered with grenades, and an M40 submachine gun is hung on the chest, armed to the teeth.

The eyes are extremely sharp.

He bowed and came to Li Yunlong's side: "Commander, don't you want to attack all the time? According to this bombing method, the devils are almost dead."

"What's the rush?" Li Yunlong glared at Zhang Dabiao, "Let the shells fly for a while, we don't lack these shells now."

"You kid, you have to learn a little bit when you fight in the future. When you fight, you should first cover the enemy with artillery fire."

"The more enemies we blow up, the fewer our soldiers will die."

"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao straightened his body, and immediately looked down to the canyon.

"Commander!" Huang Erhu lowered his body and came to Li Yunlong's side, Zhang Dabiao hurriedly gave up his position.

"Report to the commander-in-chief. The special forces of the Sword Squadron report that the devils from a regiment in Nangou Village have moved and are rushing towards the battlefield here."

"Good time!" Li Yunlong snorted coldly, "Huzi, bring the radio over here."

(End of this chapter)