They saw the Japanese position that was almost razed to the ground one kilometer away. Just when all the commanders and soldiers thought that their own attack was about to launch, a series of sharp whistling sounds reached everyone's ears again.
On the position of the heavy artillery battalion with a total of twelve 105-caliber howitzers, nearly a hundred artillerymen, under the command of their respective company platoon leaders, were shirtless, ignoring the beads of sweat constantly flowing on their bodies, and quickly fired one after another.
Cannonballs weighing dozens of kilograms were stuffed into the barrel.
"Boom, boom, boom..." A series of deafening roars sounded, and the crisp sound of shells being ejected was also heard. At the same time, shells with huge kinetic energy were fired in a ball of orange-red flames.
Under the push, it quickly flew out of the gun barrel and flew towards its artillery target, the forward position of the Japanese 63rd Division.
Round after round, the Japanese forward position, which had just been bombarded by three bombers in succession and had not yet reacted, was once again shrouded in intense artillery fire.
Although the explosive power of 105-caliber howitzer pellets weighing more than ten kilograms is not comparable to that of heavy aviation bombs, it has an advantage, that is, when a shell falls, it will form a sheet of shell shrapnel around the explosion point.
An airtight bullet net.
Although, at this moment, the remaining elite Japanese troops on the surface of the Japanese army position are all holding their heads as much as possible and lying motionless on the position according to their own experience to avoid possible shells. However, among the flying shells, there are always
There were one or two little Japs who were either extremely unlucky and were directly hit by artillery shells, leaving no trace of their corpses. Or they were hit by flying shell fragments and lay on the ground without saying a word, turning into corpses.
Five minutes, although the entire artillery battalion only persisted in artillery fire for five minutes. However, during these five minutes of artillery fire, 300 rounds of large-caliber artillery shells were accurately fired into the Japanese front line.
If nothing else, let’s just say that one artillery shell killed a little Japanese. After the Japanese army of an infantry brigade was crushed by three bombers and 300 rounds of large-caliber artillery shells, only the remaining combatable soldiers were left.
What the second half of the brigade looks like….
"Captain, the artillery fire has begun to spread. It's our turn. It's our turn... If we don't go up, all the little Japs on the position will be blown up."
By then, our group will become a real corpse collection team...
"The commander of the first battalion, who was in charge of the main attack, reminded with an eager look on his face.
"Shut up, I forgot how I trained this month. What is modern warfare? In addition to comparing the morale of the troops and the combat effectiveness of the troops, the most important thing in modern warfare is to compete in firepower... In the words of the leader,
If it can be solved with artillery shells, use artillery shells as much as possible. The lives of our soldiers are much more valuable than these artillery shells..." The regiment leader Li Shengda glared at the battalion commander next to him with dissatisfaction and cursed angrily...
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However, although I was scolding on the surface, I was very happy in my heart. After all, a strong general who is brave enough to fight is what every commander dreams of. Thinking of this, I saw that the smoke had slowly dissipated.
The Japanese army position. The face of regiment leader Li Shengda was immediately shrouded in seriousness.
"Order the artillery battalion, each battalion's mortar company, and each company's heavy machine gun platoon to prepare for battle. The first battalion will attack immediately and advance the front line to a position two hundred meters away from the Japanese position. Then, all artillery troops will be concentrated on me.
Keep up the artillery fire for five more minutes. I want to see how many Japs are left on the position after three rounds of artillery fire..." Li Shengda ordered with a confident look on his face.
"Yes, leader..."
Although it was not a real attack, the battalion commander who received the mission still answered with great satisfaction.
As a loud charge horn sounded on the battlefield, the regiment's more than twenty heavy machine guns immediately fired an airtight net of bullets at the Japanese positions that had been razed to the ground. At the same time,
Hundreds of soldiers lined up in a skirmish line and a three-and-three attack formation, also holding the weapons in their hands tightly, bending down, covering each other, and appeared in front of the Japanese position with a vigilant look on their faces.
"Baga, attack, the Chinese team has begun to attack..."
The remaining Japanese troops on the surface of the position were shocked when they saw the ruins of the position in front of them. However, at this moment, the intensive gunfire forced them to react from the shock and face the countless people on the position.
Knowing whether the shell-proof hole is still intact, I exclaimed loudly...
"Quick, get into position immediately, the Chinese team is starting to attack..."
"What are you still doing in a daze? Find a bunker on the spot and prepare to fight..." Along with a series of rude curses roared out from the mouth of the little devil commander. Each of the little devils were also shocked by the tragic scene in front of them.
The Japanese reacted quickly. With a shocked expression, they rushed towards the crater that could serve as a bunker...¨
"Fire, heavy machine gun, fire immediately, suppress the enemy's firepower..." Lying on the dilapidated position, facing the dense net of bullets fired by dozens of heavy machine guns of the Chinese *** team, I couldn't even raise my head to observe.
The Japanese captain, who was aware of the enemy situation, gave a loud order to his subordinates behind him.
However, it was a pity that his order not only failed to save the entire position, but also destroyed the only heavy machine gun squadron he could rely on.
After the recent artillery attack, the Japanese heavy machine gun squadron was left with only six heavy machine guns. Although they knew that the enemy was strong and we were weak, they believed in the spirit of Bushido and still carried out the military orders of the captain without hesitation...
Six heavy machine guns, controlled by dozens of little Japs, had just protruded their ferocious faces from the surface of the position. Before they had time to shoot, they were continuously fired by dozens of heavy machine guns from the Chinese *** team...
"Click, click, click..." A burst of dense bullet fire sounded on the battlefield. The dense rain of bullets immediately concentrated on the location of the six heavy machine guns. Suddenly, a series of flying sparks hit the heavy machine gun.
The jet-black body of the machine gun rose up, and the entire gun body immediately became distorted under the impact of the heavy machine gun bullets...
In this way, six heavy machine guns, including dozens of heavy machine gunners behind them, ended their combat careers before they actually entered the battlefield...¨
In this way, hundreds of Chinese soldiers, under the cover of intensive heavy machine gun fire behind them, encountered little resistance and successfully advanced the battle line to a position only two hundred meters away from the Japanese position...
"The stupid little devils finally came out... Correspondent, immediately send a signal to the regiment commander, order the artillery to open fire immediately, and send all the little devils on the position to hell to meet the King of Hell..." I saw two hundred meters away
The crowd was crowded, and from time to time the Japs fired a flurry of bullets and artillery shells at his battalion. A sneer flashed across the corner of the battalion commander's mouth. He gave a very decisive order to the correspondent beside him.
"Yes, battalion commander..."
While talking, the correspondent had already taken out the flare gun that had been prepared at his waist.
At this moment, on the Japanese army's position, facing the squadron that suddenly stopped advancing. The remaining half of the infantry brigade showed a look of despair just now, and the Japanese soldiers, who were ready for a decisive battle, had a look on their faces.
Immediately a look of wanton luck flashed across his face.
Of course, among all the little devils, the Japanese captain's face, looking at the inexplicable squadron in front of him, not only did not show any luck, but instead showed a deep solemn look, frowned and began to think.
The specific reason why the Chinese ** team suddenly stopped attacking.
Just when he was thinking hard and still didn't get the answer he wanted, a sharp gunshot rang out from the Chinese army's offensive formation two hundred meters away, followed closely by a shot with a dazzling light.
The signal flare appeared above his head.
Seeing the signal flare, the captain, who had looked confused just now, finally understood why the Chinese team had stalled.
All of this is a huge conspiracy, a huge conspiracy to seduce yourself out of the bomb-proof hole and wait to be bombed.
Thinking of this, the captain's face immediately turned livid...
"Baga, we have been fooled... What are we still doing? Take cover immediately and enter the air-raid shelter... Wuwuwu..." Although, the captain who reacted immediately issued a reminder to his subordinates behind him.
.However, no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than the artillery unit that has been prepared early.
As the signal flares rose, more than fifty mortars, mountain cannons, and field cannons of various calibers that had been set to fire at Zhu Yuan fired the shells from the barrels without the regimental commander Li Shengda giving an order.
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A sharp whistle sounded in the air, and more than fifty artillery shells of various calibers, after drawing a perfect arc in the air, landed very accurately among the densely packed Japanese troops...
Round after round, in just five minutes, more than a thousand artillery shells of various types landed on this small position, causing a bloody storm.
The Japanese captain, because of the loyal protection of the guards, did not suffer any damage during the five-minute shelling. However, after experiencing these five minutes personally, it was even more painful for him than being directly killed by a bomb.
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Because, in this intermittent five minutes, there were only more than 500 people in the entire brigade, without any bunker cover, completely exposed on the surface of the position. And the five-minute long artillery bombardment, dense rain of artillery shells, and then
The entire position was kneaded several times at once. You can imagine what is left on the entire position at this moment...
"Comrades, blow the charge bugle...Comrades, follow the training tactics and rush into position to annihilate all the little Japs..."
"Baga, my first brigade... no, my first brigade..." As the charge horn sounded, the Japanese captain reacted from the shock and saw the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground around him.
, barely able to find a complete corpse, he couldn't help but let out a scream.
Finally, after confirming that he was the only one left in the entire brigade, with a deafening grenade explosion, he and his subordinates were completely blown to pieces...
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