The artillery sergeant stared blankly at the thing in his hand.
It was a map, but it was not a military map in the ordinary sense. It was a map of the town's buildings. It even indicated where the bombs had been blown up and which area could accommodate tanks.
"Where did you get this map?"
Lin Yue said: "I drew it myself."
The artillery sergeant said: "The painting skills are really good."
Lin Yue said: "Thank you."
"Then how do you know the layout of the town?"
"Because I passed through this place when evacuating from Omaha Beach and slept in the building below the tower. If there was no fierce fighting in the town in the past two days, the terrain should not have changed much."
The artillery sergeant was lost in thought.
"The power of the 80MM mortar, if set up on the edge of the town, is enough to carry out curve bombing on the US military in the central neighborhood, which will have a very good support effect for our army." Lin Yue pointed to the edge of the map and said.
The artillery sergeant said: "Is there any mistake? The position you chose is in the center of the building, and there is no demarcation of the US military's firepower point. What should I do if blind fire causes accidental damage?"
Lin Yue pointed at the building next to him: "This is a three-story building. It is only a little shorter than the tower in the center of the town. It is also in the blind spot of the enemy's snipers. You can send a person up to guide the bombing."
Are you kidding me? Mortars can misfire even if they are placed with a wide field of vision, let alone if there is a person stuck in the middle to guide the bombing.
Lin Yue said: "Do you still remember our game?"
The artillery sergeant thought about the previous attempt to humiliate Lin Yue, but was slapped in the face by him instead.
"I can be the one who guides the mortars to bomb the target. I think you should know sign language."
The artillery sergeant hesitated after hearing this. Judging from Lin Yue's previous performance, he did have the qualifications.
"Make a decision quickly. The mission given to you by Major Frederick is to adapt to circumstances. I know this is for my safety. I don't want to send the mortar team to the front line when the situation is unclear, and there are already destroyers in the team.
And there are tanks, so it is basically impossible for you to get military exploits. If you want to get awards, you must seize this opportunity." Lin Yue encouraged: "The major's order is to adapt to circumstances, and adapting to circumstances also includes taking the initiative. Who said that the mortar team must stay?
The one at the back of the team? So this doesn’t count as disobedience to military orders. If the major asks who’s idea it was afterwards, you can definitely say that I forced you to do this because I want to avenge Major Ishida.”
After hearing what he said, the artillery sergeant no longer hesitated, nodded and said: "Okay."
As Lin Yue said, the role of weapons such as mortars is greatly weakened in troops with tanks and destroyers. Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for them to obtain enviable military exploits in this battle. Now Lin
Yue showed him a clear path, and if he could get the Iron Cross, there would be no loss. After all, they were outside the battlefield and were not in much danger.
…
When Lin Yue led the mortar team to pass by the flanking cats, the battle in the central block became tense.
The tracks of the Lieutenant's Tiger tank had been blown off by Captain Miller's men using sticky TNT, turning it into a mass of steel. The Weasel III destroyer following behind did not notice the invisible American soldiers on the roof of the building on the side.
When they landed in the cockpit, the three people were wrapped in flames and kept screaming.
The Tiger tank cannot move, but it can still fire.
Just hear a bang.
The residential buildings opposite were in shambles by the explosion.
Captain Miller took the opportunity to run to the front of the Tiger tank, put his gun into the observation port, and fired at the people inside.
The Tiger tank made no movement. Several soldiers climbed onto the tank and shot the lieutenant who opened the top cover to escape. They also threw a grenade into the cockpit.
However, just when they were about to come down, several German soldiers appeared on the flanks pushing 20MM cannons in.
Chug tug tug…
With a low gunshot, 20mm caliber bullets dismembered them into countless pieces of flesh.
Sniper Jackson hiding on the tower wanted to target the shooter of the 20MM cannon, but found that the target was in a blind spot.
The fire from the 20MM machine gun made the US military unable to lift its head.
Jackson was anxious and Captain Miller was anxious.
At this moment, a roar was heard falling from the sky, and a black figure with blue smoke hit the root of the machine gun.
There was a bang.
The three shooters behind the 20MM cannon were blown away by the explosion, and the cannon was overturned to the ground. It seemed that it was no longer usable.
Mortar?
Sniper Jackson was a little confused. He remembered that before building the defense line, he heard his own personnel saying that the mortar was broken and they only had a few mortar shells left in their hands.
There's no way a few mortar shells could be thrown so far.
What is going on?
Just when he was puzzled, a second whistle came from far away. He looked at the sky and saw a black shadow crossing the tower and falling on the left wing of the central block.
boom!
The shell exploded and black smoke billowed.
Jackson looked over there and saw that the Weasel III destroyer that had just escaped was turning around from the left wing to clamp down on the US military position. There were several corpses lying on the ground where the mortar shells had fallen, and the crater was still smoking.
It took him a while to react, and he quickly sniped at the German soldiers who were trying to enter the central block for reinforcements.
One shot.
Two shots.
Three shots.
…
He killed several German soldiers, but when he was looking for the next target, he suddenly found that the Weasel III destroyer had its gun barrel raised.
This thing has a tank chassis but no turret, so it can't turn, but it can be used to blow up a tower without any problem.
It's over, he's going to die.
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, a black shadow fell from the sky, hitting a spot behind the Weasel III destroyer's gun. Black smoke and flames suddenly appeared, and the Weasel III destroyer stopped moving.
It's that mortar again.
Three rounds of artillery shells killed a 20MM machine gun, a Weasel III destroyer, and three German soldiers.
While he was changing the magazine, he looked at the building opposite the central block and suddenly saw a human face flashing behind the outer wall of the half-collapsed three-story building. Judging from the military uniform, it was a German soldier. He quickly aimed at the target and pulled the trigger.
.
Bang.
Gunshots were fired.
Unfortunately, the bullet did not hit anyone.
Lin Yue, who was hiding in a private house, was startled. Fortunately, he dodgeed quickly, otherwise his life would not have been saved.
I'm helping you and you're trying to beat me up.
He was very unhappy, so he changed the position of the Mauser 98K, poked a hole in the wall facing the tower, stretched out the gun and pulled the trigger at the sniper on the tower.
Bang.
Jackson noticed the situation on the other side. He tried his best to hide, but failed. He was hit hard by a bullet in his left shoulder. Fortunately, his life was not in danger. However, because of his injured left arm, he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for Captain Miller.
People provided fire support.
"There are snipers in the residential houses opposite."
The machine gunner who was shooting at the German soldiers on the left wing quickly moved his heavy machine gun to the right and fired wildly at the houses.
Of course, Lin Yue would not put himself in danger. While scolding the German soldiers for throwing grenades that affected his aim, he jumped from the hole in the floor to the second floor, jumped over the wall, and ran towards the position of the artillery sergeant.
The sergeant couldn't help but ask: "Why are you back?"
"I'm being targeted by US snipers. I believe they will send people over to attack us soon. Please leave quickly and change positions."
After hearing this, the artillery sergeant ordered the two privates to pack up and leave. However, just as he turned around and was about to move to the second pre-selected position, a hand stretched out from behind suddenly covered his mouth.
, and then a flash of brilliance.
The bright red suddenly blurred my vision.
The sergeant fell to the ground with reluctance and incomprehension. Wasn't he a training officer sent by the Japanese army? Wasn't he an ally? Why would he do such a thing?
The moment before he closed his eyes, the sergeant saw that one of the two privates following him had his neck broken and fell to the ground. Before the other could react, Lin Yue rushed over to him, grabbed his throat and pinned him to the ground.
It kept stretching and contracting, and kept kicking, but it couldn't break free at all, and it was impossible to warn its companions.
Chapter completed!