The night seemed to be getting darker. Geng Changshun raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
He couldn't remember how many times he had looked at the time tonight. Although he knew that he was losing some respect by doing so, he still couldn't help but look at it.
Just last night when Gao Hongming personally assigned him the task, he already explained that their two artillery battalions would fire the first shot of the counterattack. After the two artillery battalions had fired all the poison gas bombs, he would lead the entire regiment.
The infantry will launch an all-out charge.
The term "all-out charge" may sound simple, but you must know that this is a charge towards two divisions. Once the effect of the gas bombs is not as effective as expected, the entire regiment will be annihilated.
The hands of the watch pointed to five forty-five, fifteen minutes before the scheduled bombardment time.
It will be dawn in more than an hour, and it is the darkness before dawn. The dark night is shrouded in the unique fog of winter.
The open plains ushered in a rare silence, as if time had stood still, and everyone was quietly waiting for the rising sun, but the warm rising sun did not represent hope, it could also be a new round of fighting.
In the criss-crossing trenches, the militia soldiers who had just been awakened by the officers were squatting in the trenches, eating high-calorie field food with their waists bent.
After this meal, who knows when the next meal will be. The field food bags cooked in a boiling water bucket are not very hot. They are sent to the front line from the back and then handed out, and they have become warm and mushy. Even so, they are not very hot.
It didn't stop the soldiers from gobbling it up. For people in this era, it was already rare to have a hot meal.
For the soldiers of the Liantai Militia, they can eat hot multi-grain rice, and each person also has a box of lunch meat and wild vegetable soup. This kind of food is already a top-notch enjoyment, not to mention the chocolate and biscuits after the meal.
It's a pity that I can't have an after-dinner cigarette, otherwise I wouldn't change my life even if I gave it to a god.
"Come and have some hot coffee!"
In a tunnel, Xiao Shandong, who was wearing a three-color camouflage cold-proof uniform, used a lunch box to share coffee with his comrades in the same trench. His hands wearing cold-proof gloves held the tinplate lunch box tightly, and the eight people drank in silence.
coffee.
Although the coffee tastes quite bitter, after drinking it, my whole stomach feels warm and I feel much more energetic.
"We have agreed in advance that after this battle, if any of our brothers can survive, remember to go to the homes of the other brothers and kowtow on their behalf as a filial piety!"
After a non-commissioned officer with the rank of sergeant finished drinking coffee, he took out a kettle from his waist and put his lunch box on the kettle. He looked at the other seven people and said, they are all brothers in the same class, we will live and die together! Once a charge is launched today,
Who will die and who will live is unknown.
Little Shandong, who was holding a 98K sniper rifle, nodded slowly. After serving as a soldier for more than half a year, he was promoted from a private to an upper class soldier. His childishness had long since faded away, replaced by calmness and composure.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps nearby.
"who?"
"Wow..."
Along with the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, the soldiers in the trench pulled the bolt of the gun one after another, pointing the muzzle in the direction of the sound.
"It's me... correspondent Xiao Guo... the company commander asked me to order you, everyone put on protective clothing and gas masks immediately, and execute it immediately!" The soldier not far away conveyed the order softly, and then crawled to another
A tunnel.
"Crash!"
The soldiers in the tunnel took out dark green protective clothing from their backpacks. The low temperature caused the rubberized protective clothing to make a crisp sound when unfolded. Although the officers had repeatedly told them before, the quality of this protective clothing was still high.
Yes, it will not be damaged under normal circumstances, but due to the fear of poisonous gas, the soldiers are still a little nervous.
"Huhu..."
After putting on the gas mask, little Shandong felt that breathing became a little laborious, and the air became a little thicker. He could also smell a slightly pungent plastic smell coming from his nose.
"Ring ring ring..."
The phones of Geng Changshun and Zhuang Mancai's First Artillery Battalion and Second Artillery Battalion rang at the same time, and the two men, who had been waiting impatiently, picked up the phone at the same time.
"I am Gao Hongming, the regiment commander. Now I am ordering the artillery preparations."
"Understood!" The two of them put down the phone, then shook the phone a few more times and issued orders respectively.
"Shooting mission, coordinates of turning hole - six, all units' special ammunition will be fired rapidly with ten rounds, prompt signal management is ready to report!"
After hearing the order coming from the phone, the signal soldiers of each company immediately repeated it loudly on the position line by line. Another signal soldier on the side immediately shouted into the microphone, "Get ready for the shooting mission!"
The gunners, who had already taken their positions at the combat posts, immediately became nervous. The plotters of each artillery battery used a fan-shaped ruler to measure the distance and orientation between the coordinates of Corner Six and the company's position on the drawings, and the calculation hand reported it according to the plotter's report.
At the shooting distance, pull the cursor of the shooting ruler to read the corresponding shooting elevation angle. At the same time, the artillery squad has prepared the appropriate amount of ammunition and combined the warhead information according to the previous order.
As soon as the calculator calculated the data, he quickly picked up the phone on the stage and said, "No. 1 charge of the first artillery battalion and the first company, direction 1150, elevation angle 40, get ready to report!"
"Self-propelled artillery battery, No. 2 charge, direction 1150, elevation 40, ready to report..."
As orders are issued, the leveler of each gun who has received the order determines the direction, the upper and lower hands set the elevation angle, the ammunition hand throws the excess powder package in the cartridge into the waste pit according to the designated launch charge, and the loader stuffs the ammunition
into the breech, the gunner locked the breech and reported loudly
"Three shots are good!"
"Good shot!"
"Five shots are good..."
The company commander reported to the battalion headquarters "Complete launch preparations!"
When all the reports were summarized to the two artillery battalion commanders, Zhuang Mancai and Geng Changshun answered Gao Hongming's phone call at the same time, "Report to the commander... all the artillery is ready!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Gao Hongming raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The hands pointed exactly at six o'clock.
He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Fire!"
After a few seconds, the sound of artillery fire rang out from each company position at the same time. Huge flames instantly spewed out from the nine artillery company positions, making the entire sky red. Thirty artillery shells flew out of the barrel and headed towards the target several kilometers away.
Fly away.
The 105-caliber artillery shells roared past with a distinctive sharp whistling sound, while the larger-caliber 155 mm artillery shells followed behind with a dull cry, and the sound of artillery pierced the pre-dawn night sky.
At six o'clock in the morning, the Japanese sentry on the commanding heights saw a sudden burst of orange-red fire in the distant sky. Years of experience allowed him to understand what it was. Many sentries rushed into the trenches and pushed hard around those who were still sleeping.
The companion said, "Get up quickly, the Chinese are having sex!"
The Japanese soldiers who were awakened by the frightened shouts of the sentry quickly sat up as a reflex and squatted with their backs against the trench.
Due to the continuous firing of the militia artillery for many days, the Japanese soldiers had become accustomed to it, but this time they found that the sound of the flying shells became sharp and rapid, and the explosion when it landed was not as violent as usual.
Kanji Ishihara, who was more than ten kilometers away from the forward position, was also awakened by the sound of artillery. He put on his coat and came to the headquarters. At this time, Chief of Staff Mitsuo Nakazawa was already standing there.
At this time, the phone on the table rang, and Mitsuo Nakazawa grabbed the phone, "Moses Moses, this is the headquarters of the 16th Division... The Nani? The Chinese started to launch artillery attacks on you?"
I tell you, you must resist to prevent the Chinese chariot troops from launching a surprise attack on you!"
After saying that, he turned to Ishihara and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, the Commander of the 19th Brigade, Tatsuya Kusanagi, has reported that the Chinese suddenly launched an artillery bombardment on their forward positions. I have asked them to strengthen their alert and prepare to counterattack at any time."
Ishihara was stunned for a moment and slowly shook his head: "That's not right. The Chinese only have that small force. After these days, their consumption will be even less. Even if they have a tank unit, they will face the strength of our two divisions."
, If they attack us with their small force, they will die. Gao Hongming should not be so stupid. There must be something here that we don't understand."
"Boom boom... boom boom..."
As several loud noises were heard, the Japanese soldiers on the position saw several orange-red flames exploding violently. They quickly covered their ears with their hands, hoping to reduce the damage to their bodies. However, some other experienced soldiers did not
Cover your ears and listen to the sound of flying shells instead.
For experienced soldiers, they can even judge how far away the impact point of the cannonball is from the sound of the cannonball flying.
The first batch of artillery shells exploded when they hit the ground. The dull explosion was not violent, just like the sound made by someone covering their mouth, and then a wave of air that was not strong swept over.
As the air waves spread in all directions, dozens of white smoke slowly expanded from the explosion site to the surroundings. The smoke soon submerged the rugged Japanese defense positions, lazily covering everything on the ground, and soon
It swallowed up the bunkers that the Japanese soldiers had worked hard to dig over the past few days.
Soon, the Japanese soldiers in the trenches were surprised that there seemed to be bursts of sweet apple smell in the air. Soon after, their eyes slowly became blurred, and soon they became pitch black, and there seemed to be something in their throats.
Something made it very difficult to breathe...
"It's poison gas!"
"The Chinese released poisonous gas!"
"Gas mask... put on the gas mask quickly... hurry up..."
The experienced soldiers immediately realized that they had been attacked by poison gas and hurriedly looked for gas masks, but it was too late.
Immediately, terrible cries and desperate screams rang out from the trenches. The frightened and irrational soldiers ignored the officers' strict orders and instinctively rushed towards the direction they thought was safe... Most of them were gone before they could even take a few steps.