The 70-caliber Type 92 infantry cannon fires very frequently, with a rate of fire of three rounds per minute. High-explosive bombs continue to fall on Suri's position. Soldiers are constantly being killed and injured. The Type 92 infantry cannon
The small-caliber artillery known as "one inch short, one inch dangerous" was used to the extreme by the Japanese army.
"Pooh!"
Su Rui spat, ran to the nearby telephone, rang the phone of the artillery company and shouted loudly: "Wang Dezi? I order you to immediately use 80 mortars to bombard the Japanese infantry artillery position."
Lose!"
After putting down the phone, Su Rui looked at Bai Jingran next to him with some embarrassment and said: "I really can't stand the little devil's cannon, it's so annoying."
Bai Jingran sighed softly and said: "The army is yours, and it is up to you how you plan to fight. It's okay to teach the Japanese a lesson, but you must be prepared for revenge by the Japanese. Our artillery is inferior to the Japanese
People are still too weak."
Su Rui said angrily: "Then we can't just watch the Japanese shit on our heads. I can't swallow this breath. I would rather have my artillery battery wiped out in the battle than bear this breath."
"It's the stupidest idea to compete with the Japanese for consumption!" Kashiwa Jingran said coldly: "And we don't have the capital. How many artillery pieces do you have for you to consume like this?"
"I……"
Su Rui's eyes widened, and he looked at Bai Jingran for a long time before shaking his head and saying nothing. He couldn't tell Bai Jingran, "My brother has many weapons, but he is so poor that all he has left is ammunition."
Seeing Su Rui's sudden silence, Bai Jingran thought he knew he was wrong, and felt that what he said was a bit harsh. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said: "Okay, after the artillery fire, let the artillery battery quickly move its position."
That’s fine, I hope we can minimize the losses.”
Before Bai Jingran finished speaking, there was a dull whistling sound in the sky, followed by a booming explosion one kilometer ahead. It turned out that the 80 mortar of the artillery company had opened fire.
The rumbling sound of artillery immediately started in the rear of the Japanese army. It seemed that Wang Dezi was also holding it back, and even the test firing was useless. As soon as it came up, there were three rapid fires.
"Boom boom boom..."
Mortar shells continued to land on the Japanese infantry artillery positions, blowing up the surrounding area with dust and broken bricks flying everywhere.
Soon, an infantry gun was directly hit by an 80 mortar shell. With a loud bang, the 92 infantry gun and the six or seven artillerymen next to it were reduced to parts in an instant.
Under the attack of twelve mortars, the four infantry guns were quickly knocked into silence. The Japanese temporary artillery position soon became a ruin.
However, the Japanese counterattack artillery fire arrived quickly, and the thirty-six field artillerymen of the Sixth Field Artillery Regiment of the Sixth Division quickly discovered the National Army's mortar position.
As expected of an elite unit of the Japanese army, Wang Dezi's artillery battery only fired for three minutes before their position was measured. Soon the roaring shells fell and covered the moving 80 mortar position.
Not far from the 80 mortar position, Wang Dezi and several soldiers lay in a bunker, watching helplessly as the Japanese artillery fire engulfed his mortar position.
Wang Dezi's heart felt like it had been cut by a knife. These twelve 80-80 mortars were his treasures, and the dozens of gunners were even more precious. They were swallowed up by the Japanese artillery fire. He
You can imagine how you feel at this moment.
Two kilometers away from the artillery position, Su Rui and Bai Jingran also stood on the position, looking at their own artillery position being swallowed up by artillery fire in the distance and saying nothing for a long time.
The scene in the distance reminded Suri of the scene of a volcanic magma eruption. The overwhelming artillery fire and magma washed away all the protruding objects on the surface. Buildings and bricks were easily torn apart and then wrapped in the rising fire and disappeared without a trace.
Large pieces of masonry were crushed into fine stones by the huge force and then scattered all over the sky; violent shock waves followed the thunderous explosions, and the splashing mud carefully depicted them one by one.
His appearance, his huge and ugly mouth.
It took a long time before he said word by word: "Field Artillery Regiment!"
A wry smile appeared on the corner of Bai Jingran's mouth: "How about it, now you still want to use your own artillery to fight the Japanese? As far as I know, the Japanese still have more than ten guns and zeros in their division-level troops.
The five-caliber large-caliber howitzers are even more powerful than those field guns. If it weren't for the inconvenience of moving in the city, I'm afraid they would even drag these howitzers in, and it would be even harder for us to hold our position.
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Suri lowered his head and frowned in silence. He understood what Bai Jingran meant. Originally, Bai Jingran advised him not to engage in an artillery battle with the Japanese army. After all, compared with the Japanese, his cannons were really not impressive, but Suri just couldn't swallow it.
With this breath, the scene just now happened.
Now that the twelve 80-80 mortars were destroyed by the Japanese army, Suri only has the last ten 120 large-caliber mortars left in his hands. If Suri consumes them all, they will really have no artillery fire.
Supported.
Looking at the Japanese artillery that was still raging in the distance, Suri stamped his feet and said cruelly: "Damn, isn't it just a few artillery pieces? I can still afford to lose."
After saying that, Su Rui reached out and grabbed the phone again.
"Hey, Wang Dezi? I order you to immediately use 120 mortars to attack and retaliate against the Japanese artillery positions! Remember, after two rounds of rapid fire, order the personnel to retreat immediately, and ignore those artillery pieces.
, the first thing is to protect the artillery, understand? Okay, execute the order!"
"Bah!" put down the phone, and Su Rui said apologetically to Bai Jing, who was standing beside him, "Sir Bai, I'm so sorry. As the old saying goes, I can't swallow this breath, I'd rather have no artillery."
Now, I want to bite the Japanese one too!"
Bai Jingran no longer knew what to say about Su Rui. He pointed at Su Rui and was speechless for a long time. Finally, he could only say in a low voice: "I'll go to the 7th company's position to have a look." After saying that, he picked up an MP38 and started.
gone.
Suri knew that the lieutenant colonel was probably a little angry, but he didn't care, that was his temper anyway. It was absolutely unacceptable for him to watch the Japanese artillery fire raging in front of him.
On the Japanese Army's Type 90 75 mm caliber field artillery position, thirty-six field guns were firing continuously at the Chinese Army's artillery position in front.
Although the weather is very cold, many artillerymen still shuttle between the various artillery positions wearing thin shirts. They keep carrying heavy ammunition boxes to supply ammunition to each artillery position. Therefore, even in the cold winter, they
Everyone was sweating profusely.
"Bang..."
The barrel of the gun was opened, and a steaming shell automatically came out. A loader behind immediately stuffed the shell that had been prepared long ago into it.
"when!"
After closing the gun bolt, a Japanese soldier pulled the rope, the artillery made a muffled sound, the whole gun shook, and the shells were fired out of the barrel.
A gunner fired while shouting: "Ah...this round is for the Chinese soldiers, try the artillery shells of our Empire of Japan!"
"Kill the Chinese!"
A famous artilleryman poured artillery fire on the Chinese army position crazily.
Just when they were firing vigorously, a Japanese loader suddenly looked at the sky in confusion and listened. However, the Japanese position was firing artillery at the moment, and he couldn't hear clearly. He thought it was his imagination. He shook his head. He shook his head and continued to carry the shells with his head lowered.
Soon there was a dull whistling sound in the sky. The sound became louder and louder, and now everyone heard it.
A Japanese sergeant's expression changed immediately, and he shouted loudly: "No, it's a Chinese heavy artillery. Hurry and take cover!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cannonball landed less than ten meters away from where he was standing, and the flames of the explosion instantly engulfed him...
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