The flat-firing guns that the division headquarters transferred to itself at that time were actually 37 anti-tank guns purchased from Germany, but in the end only one came over, not two.
This combat anti-cannon can be regarded as the only tough item in the current special agent battalion, and Zhou Weiguo has always been the commander himself.
This time, the artillery was also pushed over, but placed at the back about fifty meters away from the position.
This was done to avoid being overwhelmed by Japanese artillery fire.
I saw someone bending over and running towards where the artillery was.
Zhou Weiguo lit a cigarette, took a rifle from the dead soldiers on the ground, and comforted the soldiers and Zhao Li who were looking at the tanks on the opposite side with fearful eyes; "Don't be afraid, is that a tank? It's called a bean cart. It's thin-skinned."
It's nothing big, I'll kill him in a while. Keep your head as low as possible and don't raise your head too much. Once you reach a hundred meters, your raised head might be shot."
Zhou Weiguo shouted back and forth, his voice hoarse as if he was about to smoke. He took a sip of water from the water bottle hanging on his waist and once again taught the soldiers temporarily: "Aim at three o'clock and one line and pull the trigger. Don't tremble or hesitate. Finish."
Just pull your head back and load the bullet, don't show off."
The sound of the wheels came from the side. Zhou Weiguo turned around slightly. Zhou Tong and several soldiers pulled the anti-tank cannon and pushed it this way. Several other soldiers bent down to carry the shell boxes.
"Come here." Zhou Weiguo shouted twice. Zhou Tong dragged the anti-tank cannon over and turned it around to aim outside.
Zhou Weiguo visually measured the distance and signaled the soldiers to load the shells and look at the artillerymen and Zhou Tong beside them; "As soon as I fire the shells, you will drag the shells away for me. The Japanese army will cover this area and drag it to me."
Go up to your position." He looked at the infantry around him at noon; "And you guys, as soon as the artillery leaves, you can sneak in for me, this place will be covered and bombarded by the enemy."
As soon as the words fell, the Japanese tanks had already entered the firing range, and the machine gunners above were already shooting at the position, causing dust to fly.
Compared with mortars, combat artillery is much easier to use against Japanese tanks.
With a bang, Zhou Weiguo personally pulled the traction rope. Suddenly, the position trembled slightly, and the moment the shell exited, the position was swept up in dust.
boom……
It probably hit the track of the Japanese tank. After the explosion, the tank advanced a little distance and then stopped.
Before even having time to check the situation, Zhou Weiguo waved his hand and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, they will become dumplings in the pot if it's too late. Infantry, get out of the hole."
The moment the tank exploded.
Captain Sakata, who was swearing to his squadron leaders that he would definitely win the opposing position this time, just stared at the burning tank in a daze with his small eyes that were not very big.
His slightly fat belly was bulging like a toad, and his thin face showed surprise and disbelief.
Your own tank was just blown up by the enemy?
He stretched out his hand for a long time and asked with some uncertainty the captain of the second squadron next to him: "Is that... is that our tank?"
The captain of the second squadron, who was slightly surprised, twitched his lips and stared at Sakata. He turned to look at the tank that exploded and burned on the opposite side and nodded, "Yes, your Excellency, captain."
"Baga." Sakata cursed angrily and raised his telescope to observe the opposite position.
The enemy rarely showed up, only soldiers who shuttled back and forth from time to time were running back and forth against ammunition boxes.
With a grim expression on his face, he turned slightly to look at the combatants beside him: "Which unit is the enemy?"
"Report, it's the enemy's 58th Division." A thin and dark soldier next to him responded.
Nonsense, don't you know it's the 58th Division? What you want to know is that the troops of the 58th Division are guarding the top.
This force should not be underestimated. With the cooperation of the navy, it was able to repulse its first attack. In the second attack, it even blew up a tank.
Opening fire within 50 meters shows how patient the enemy is, and their commander is probably not an easy person either.
A hint of dissatisfaction appeared on Sakata's cheeks as he looked at the combatants who straightened their chests: "I mean, the troops of the 58th Division are on the opposite side."
The combatant looked frustrated. The only information he could get was that the opponent was a unit of the 58th Division, but the specific unit was still unclear.
While hemming and hawing, the combatants said in frustration and nervousness: "Your Excellency, Captain, so far, we still don't know the number of the opposing team."
"Trash." He yelled angrily, and the person reporting the report was so frightened that he bowed his head heavily.
Taking a deep breath, Sakata raised the binoculars again and looked into the distance for a moment before looking back and regaining his composure. "Let's check which of the battalion-level troops of the 58th Division is equipped with combat anti-aircraft artillery."
If a gun hits one's own tank, it must have combat defense artillery. The 58th Division is an adjustment division. They have well-equipped artillery in their hands, and combat defense artillery is also equipped.
According to the intelligence department, this type of artillery is directly under the jurisdiction of the artillery battalion of the division headquarters. However, there was no large-scale fire suppression in the position just now, but the firepower of a mortar company.
From this point of view, the opponent's battalion is equipped with combat defense artillery. If you can't find which battalion it is, then go find the battalion with combat defense artillery, and then you can find out who it is.
Seeing the people leave, Sakata looked sideways at his assistants: "Let the artillery behind suppress the attack and cover the infantry attack."
When others left, he bit his somewhat white mouth, tightened his white-gloved hands, raised his binoculars, and looked at the opposite position again; "I don't believe it. One of my brigade is meddling in the Navy's Red Deer group."
With your cooperation, we still can't take over a piece of land as big as your palm.
Boom boom... boom boom...
The roar of the Type 92 infantry artillery once again covered the position. Zhou Weiguo could only signal everyone to squat in the trenches and wait for the artillery fire to end before pushing the combat defense artillery forward again.
When he estimated that he had arrived at the place, Zhou Weiguo quickly stretched out his head to look out and patted the wheel: "That's it, that's it, set it up."
After the artillery was placed, Zhou Weiguo observed the trajectory of another Japanese tank, made certain adjustments, and then asked the artilleryman to load the shell and slightly raise his hand.
The soldiers on the side tightly held the traction rope in their hands. As long as Zhou Weiguo lowered his hand, he would shoot out the cannonball.
Zhou Weiguo, who raised his hand slightly, observed and said without looking back, "When you're done shooting, push the artillery away and hide it. It won't be used for the time being."
"Don't worry, battalion commander, we will take good care of it." The soldier's response made Zhou Weiguo hum, squinting his eyes and looking at the arriving tank with a cold look; "Get ready."
