Along with the sound of artillery, a 75mm artillery shell exploded less than 20 meters away from Wang Yilong, and the dust flew into the foxhole where Wang Yilong was staying.
After the smoke dissipated, Wang Yilong shook the dirt off his body, grabbed the Ant submachine gun in his hand and continued to shoot forward. The weak sound of the Ant submachine gun rang again.
Touching the empty ammunition bag on his chest, Wang Yilong shook his head helplessly. Paratroopers were light infantry, and the ammunition they could carry was naturally very limited. After a night of fierce fighting, the ammunition they originally carried was almost exhausted.
I pulled it aside and pulled a small Japanese Type 38 rifle and two ammunition bags I picked up last night to my side. I loaded five bullets into them one by one with some difficulty and then pulled the bolt.
Aiming at a small figure more than 200 meters ahead, he shot "Ba Gou" and the figure immediately fell down and could not move again.
"The kid's gun is quite accurate." Wang Yilong muttered. Somewhat unaccustomed, he pulled the bolt and fired a bullet through the battleship. The main gun on the battleship can hit dozens of kilometers away, and
Carrier-based aircraft can also provide ground support, which is like providing timely assistance to the Airborne Division, which is now almost out of ammunition and food.
"Okay" Zhang Lingfu barely suppressed the joy on his face, "Immediately report our position to Commander Shen and request them to provide us with air support and artillery support immediately. Then order the frontline troops to contact the fleet immediately and direct artillery fire to our warships."
Although Zhang Lingfu is an arrogant person, he is not a person who doesn't know how to adapt. He would be a fool if he doesn't use support when he has it.
The East China Sea Fleet rushed slowly and hurriedly, and finally arrived at Dingzhou waters at 1:50 p.m.
There is no decent port in Dingzhou. A small port can only accommodate small fishing boats of more than ten tons. Large warships cannot enter. The East China Sea Fleet stopped five kilometers away from the coast of Dingzhou.
Come down. All the warships turned their hulls sideways in the direction of Dingzhou, and their muzzles were slowly moving. At the same time, dozens of SBD6 Dreadnought dive bombers and F6Fs were also passed on the decks of the two aircraft carriers.
Silhouette of a big wild cat.
"Da da da" Wang Yilong, who was being targeted by a Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun, rolled and crawled into another foxhole.
"Commander, the division headquarters informed us that the East China Sea Fleet has arrived outside Dingzhou Port. We can connect to their channel to call for naval gun and air reinforcements." A communications soldier crawled into Wang Yilong's room carrying a radio on his back.
Foxhole, there is a big rock in front of this paratrooper hole, and Wang Yilong is leaning on it and breathing heavily.
"What kind of support?" At the end of the day, all Wang Yilong could hear were requests from his subordinates for support. He never thought that he would get support one day.
Wang Yilong grabbed the microphone, took off the headset from the communication soldier's head and quickly put it on. He suddenly heard a cold female voice coming from his ear: "This is the Dingyuan ship, this is the Dingyuan ship."
, we are ready to support you with artillery fire at any time, please report your location, please report your location."
"I've finally been waiting for this day." At this moment, Wang Yilong's face was full of guilt. He suddenly felt that the cold voice coming from the headset was more kind than his own mother.
"Dingyuan, Dingyuan, this is the third regiment, battalion and third company of the first airborne division. Our position is xxx, direction xxx. Please provide artillery fire coverage three hundred meters in front of us." Wang Yilong's voice was trembling.
"Understood, please inform the nearby soldiers to take cover. We will conduct a test firing first, and then you can tell us the impact point so that we can modify the trajectory." This sentence came from the headset and then fell silent.
"Tch, you think I've never seen a gunfight, and you asked my men to hide. Brothers are hiding. What if the Japanese take the opportunity to rush in?" Wang Yilong secretly cursed in his heart, but then a trace of fascination appeared on his face, "How come there are also people on the warship?"
Female soldier, that girl’s voice just now was really crisp, but it was a bit too cold.” Wang Yilong shook his head, threw down the headset, and lay down behind a rock to appreciate what the legendary naval gun support looked like.
On the sea thirty-three kilometers away from Wang Yilong's position, a triple-mounted turret of the Dingyuan ship began to rotate slowly, and the gunners inside the turret began to get busy.
The Type 94 naval gun on the Dingyuan ship is currently the largest caliber naval gun in the world. The 460 mm caliber cannon can send 1,360 kilograms of high-explosive bombs to 45 kilometers.
somewhere outside.
"Elevation angle twenty-one, direction zero three-six, high-explosive shells are loaded into the chamber." Following the command given by the gunner, the leveler and upper and lower hands were busy turning the cannon, and the ammunition hand was busy loading the ammunition.
"Ready"
"put"
"Boom" followed by a loud noise, a burst of thick smoke poured out from the huge muzzle, and was then blown away by the biting cold wind.
"Woo!" A rumble like a train whistle came from the southwest. Most of the soldiers on both sides of the war looked at the sky in shock. Only a few well-informed officers and veterans turned pale in an instant.
, they didn't make any evasive action, they just closed their eyes, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.
"Bang, bang, bang"
After the explosion sounded, Wang Yilong, who was originally hiding behind the boulder, felt as if his body was leaving him in an instant. There was only a "buzzing" sound in his ears. There seemed to be something wrong with the balance system of his body. Originally,
When he wanted to pop his head out from behind the boulder, he felt his whole body go weak and his brain turned into a ball of mush. At this time, the only thing Wang Yilong could do was to lean on the back of the boulder and open his mouth like a hippopotamus that was short of water.
As if a century had passed, or perhaps only a few minutes had passed, Wang Yilong, who had regained some strength, poked his head out from behind the boulder and observed a slightly higher hill 400 meters in front of him.
Originally, there were three Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns and a squadron. Today, they were the ones who overwhelmed Wang Yilong and his company. Now, the hillock and the more than 100 Japanese troops entrenched on it miraculously disappeared.
It disappeared. It was replaced by a large pit that was estimated to be about two hundred meters wide according to Wang Yilong's visual inspection.
"Uh, is this the power of naval guns?" Wang Yilong's face twisted into a strange mess, and his expression looked as weird as possible.
Just when Wang Yilong was still immersed in the power of the naval gun explosion, he suddenly felt someone shaking his shoulders vigorously, "Sir, sir, someone from the fleet wants to talk to you."
Wang Yilong turned around and saw that it was the correspondent who was pushing him. The boy who was afraid of death just now was very obedient and followed the way he did during recruit training. He lay down in the foxhole, covered his ears with his hands, opened his mouth and took a deep breath. He was also beaten by Wang Yilong.
It was teased that recruits were most afraid of cannons, but now it seems that they were right to be afraid, and those who call themselves veterans are just fools.
Wang Yilong, who had not yet calmed down, took the earphone and put it to his ear. At this time, the cold voice came from just now, "Three consecutive rounds, three consecutive rounds? Please report the bullet point so that we can correct the trajectory. Do you need to do it again?"
Come closer"
"No, no, it's close enough." Wang Yilong's head shook involuntarily like a wave drum, "The shelling position just now was too close. Then correct it one hundred meters back, sixty meters to the left, and fire three salvos."
"Understood, move one hundred meters back and sixty meters to the left."
Wang Yilong, who had thrown away his earphones, jumped into the deepest crater next to him and shouted: "Brothers, let's have a blast. Everyone, get down."