Age of Rebirth

"Boom! Boom!—Boom!" A violent explosion echoed near the frontline headquarters of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps. The ground trembled, and clusters of flames burst apart. The lantern hanging on the roof of the shelter shook violently. The "rusty" soil fell and landed on the military map laid out on the shell box, splashing dust all over the heads and faces of Sun Zhenbang and Battelle who were looking at the map.

"Bah! Bah!" Sun Zhenbang spit out the ashes in his mouth, turned to look at Colonel Wang Jun, the chief of staff of the corps, "Chief of staff, call the forward troops, what's going on, the shells of the Soviet army have hit near the headquarters !” he said angrily.

Wang Jun yelled on the phone, then put down the phone, "Commander, it's the artillery group of the Soviet Army, and it's starting to counterattack. The range of the large-caliber howitzers can reach the current position of our headquarters!"

Sun Zhenbang pondered for a moment, then picked up the phone, "I'm Sun Zhenbang, take me to Commander Zheng Yong of the Artillery!"

"Commander Zheng, buddy, you have also seen that the artillery group of the Soviet army has begun to fight back. My headquarters has been hit by dozens of large-caliber shells. In more than 20 minutes, my troops will start to attack. Assault, 10,000+ people rush up, one shell falls, many people will be killed, the threat is too great, killing the Soviet artillery group immediately is the greatest support for our infantry!" Sun Zhenbang said in a tactful tone as much as possible.

In fact, in his heart, he was not very satisfied with Zheng Yong. At the meeting before the war, Zheng Yong promised that as long as the Soviet army's artillery appeared, he would kill them at that time, but the current situation is that all the artillery shells hit his commander. The hundreds of tanks and more than [-] infantry at the starting point of the attack will suffer a lot of casualties. "This Zheng Yong, when did he learn to talk big?" Sun Zhenbang thought unhappily.

Independent Division Artillery Commander.It is directly under the command of the division and has an equal relationship with myself. This time, it is temporarily assigned to my own combat order. In the final analysis, it is to help rather than superiors and subordinates. trip.I am afraid that Sun Zhenbang is already furious at this moment!

The voice of Major General Zheng Yong, the artillery commander, came from the other end of the phone, "Commander Sun, I have seen it all. Don't worry, brother, according to my judgment. This is not all the artillery fire of the Soviet army. At most ten minutes, I will Guaranteed to dig out all the artillery positions of the Soviet army, and the artillery correction machine has been launched into the air, don't worry, my brother, when the troops attack, not a single shell will fall on the soldiers' heads!"

Zheng Yong's words are very sincere, and his posture is very low.He has his own plan, and they are all playing with cannons. The number of routes is similar. The number and density of artillery used by the Soviet army to suppress and counterattack their own artillery groups obviously does not match the number of artillery in the establishment of a Soviet army. Therefore, Zheng Yong judged that the artillery commander of the Soviet army had left behind and was preparing to launch a sudden artillery attack when the infantry of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps assaulted to achieve the maximum lethal effect of artillery fire.

Zheng Yong made a lot of noise, and Battelle on the side could hear it clearly. He put down the phone, and Sun Zhenbang's face looked much better. I still admire and understand Zheng Yong's ability. After thinking for a while, he turned around and asked Battelle , "Commander Ba, what do you think?"

Battelle still looked calm, smiled slightly, and replied: "Commander Zheng's command is correct. If the Soviet artillery has backup, it will be a big trouble when our infantry assaults. Then Just wait another ten minutes, and don't rush for a while, the division guide has not clearly stipulated the specific time for our attack, the command is in your hands, and the artillery will find a way!"

There are some things that Battelle did not go into. He still respects Sun Zhenbang very much, regardless of his age and seniority. In a state of impatience, eager to prove his command ability and the combat effectiveness of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, this is not a good thing for a commander of a regiment commanding 10,000+ troops!

However, Battelle couldn't say these words clearly, he could only point out a few words on the sidelines. The division pointed out that the attack time of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps was not stipulated, and the initiative was in the hands of Sun Zhenbang. The adjustment of the attack, the time of launching the attack sooner or later, has little impact on the battle.

Hearing Battelle's words, Sun Zhenbang was taken aback, and fell silent thoughtfully for a long time, then said to Chief of Staff Wang Jun: "Chief of Staff, call the brigade commanders of the frontal offensive troops. The time for launching the attack may be delayed. For the specific time, wait for the order from the Corps Command!"

"Wait, and also, send a telegram to the detoured troops on both sides, must arrive at the designated location before nine o'clock tomorrow morning and start the campaign according to the plan, and tell them that no matter what difficulties they encounter, they must arrive on time!" He said added.

Sun Zhenbang raised his binoculars to observe the situation on the battlefield. The bombardment of the attached artillery group was still violent and intensive. Groups of shells, with long tail flames, swept across the night sky and flew into the distance. The flames of the shells exploded, reflecting half of the sky red occasion!

Ten minutes later, piercing screams came from the night sky, and Sun Zhenbang saw rows of rockets, with longer and brighter tail flames than ordinary shells, flying past his eyes like a swarm of meteors. In an instant, a blood-red mist like the setting sun rose from the direction of the Soviet army's position.

"Okay, Commander Zheng used the rocket launchers. This time, it's enough for the Soviet army to drink a pot!" Sun Zhenbang excitedly beat the wall of the bunker, and shouted loudly. The spectacular artillery battle scene obviously infected him.

"Dinglingling!" The phone rang quickly. Chief of Staff Wang Jun picked up the phone. After listening to a sentence, he covered the receiver and said to Sun Zhenbang, "Commander, it's Commander Zheng of the Artillery Corps looking for you!"

Sun Zhenbang answered the phone, and Zheng Yong's voice came to his ears, "Commander Sun, I am Zheng Yong. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. The Soviet Army's hidden artillery group has been dug out. I will give them thousands of rounds." Rocket bombs, there is not even a bone scum left in the storage, did it delay the business? I am really worried about your brother, and you are looking for me to settle the score in a rage! Hahaha!" Zheng Yong's last sentence was somewhat teasing .

Sun Zhenbang blushed, and hurriedly said: "Commander Zheng is serious. I am very grateful to the artillery. Without your 10,000+ rounds of shells, when breaking through the first position of the Soviet army, you would have to pay huge casualties and wipe out the Soviet army. Hidden artillery positions, otherwise, the troops will suffer, Commander Zheng, after 15 minutes, the troops are about to start an assault, and the artillery fire can be extended!"

Zheng Yong on the other end of the phone said in a somewhat mysterious tone: "Commander Sun, don't rush to attack, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, brother, didn't the teacher say that you don't need guns to solve battles that can be solved with shells, and you can give them to you." In my three and 10 minutes, I cook twice-cooked meat for the Soviet army. The responsibility of the artillery is to clear the way for the infantry to attack. Your brother will not deprive me of my power!"

"Twice-cooked pork?" Sun Zhenbang was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and rolled his eyes a few times in doubt. For a while, he didn't understand what Zheng Yong meant. "This Zheng Yong, he always likes to play tricks!" He secretly slandered.

"Brother, I don't have a good memory. I forgot. The Taihang Mountains fought against Okamura Ningci and the Ten Routes. My artillery cooperated with your troops to fight one of the routes. What did our artillery do at that time!" Zheng Yong Remind.

"Hahaha!" Sun Zhenbang suddenly realized, and laughed heartily. Regarding that battle, how could he forget that Zheng Yong was still an artillery brigade commander at that time, and he was the commander of the Yellow River Defense Command. A local garrison brigade, with less than 3 troops, had to face a first-class division of the Japanese North China Dispatch Army plus a mixed brigade with more than 5 troops.

The enemy is outnumbered, and the situation is very dangerous. My own troops are responsible for blocking the Japanese army along the way, mobilizing troops for the division commander, and buying time. The two troops cooperated and fought bloody battles with the Japanese army for three days in the Liao County mountain area of ​​the Taihang Mountains. Time, if Zheng Yong hadn't commanded the artillery and played superbly, becoming the pillar of firepower on the battlefield, I am afraid that after three days of bloody battles, there would be few people left in his troops.

It was at that time that Zheng Yong's ability to command the artillery was fully demonstrated. He served twice-cooked meat to the Japanese army more than once, and more than 2 devils fell under the shells. For three days and nights, the sound of gunfire never subsided, and the more than 5 Japanese troops did not take half a step beyond the blocking position. In this battle, Zheng Yong made a name for himself. in sight.

It can be said that that bloody battle changed the fate of Sun Zhenbang and Zheng Yong. After that, the two took up command positions at the first level of the corps. can forget!

"Okay!—Okay! Dude, repeat the old tricks. With you, I'm squatting in the headquarters, and I can already smell the smell of twice-cooked pork. I'm afraid that after your commander Zheng's twice-cooked pork comes up, my infantry will rush up. We can only clean the battlefield! After the battle is over, I invite you to drink, and don’t forget to bring your brigade commander and regimental commander, and you can handle enough mutton with one hand!” Sun Zhenbang’s eyes lit up, and he lost his composure and shouted Roared, pounding the cannonball box with his fists.

Battelle rubbed his chin with his hand and just smiled, while Chief of Staff Wang Jun was dumbfounded, it seemed so forthright and generous, it was the first time for a commander!

"What? Repeat again! ——All the artillery groups belonging to our group army were destroyed by the artillery of the independent division! You bastard! Why didn't you set up a reserve artillery position? Is this your first time fighting? Waiting for the court-martial!" Soviet Army Lieutenant General Hipporif, commander of the No.30 Seventh Army, yelled like crazy and dropped the phone.

(to be continued) (to be continued..)