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Fire countermeasures require calculating the approximate location of the enemy's artillery positions based on the trajectory of the enemy's artillery shells in a very short period of time, which requires strong mathematical abilities.
As early as the mid-18th century, Gribeauval, the father of French artillery, founded a specialized artillery training school, and Napoleon graduated from it. During Napoleon's administration, Napoleon, who was an artilleryman, paid great attention to the cultivation of artillery talents, and French artillery made great progress.
Progress, becoming a branch of arms alongside infantry and cavalry.
Compared with infantry and cavalry, artillery is more difficult to train. A qualified artillery commander's attainments in mathematics are no less than those of a university lecturer. For this reason, artillery is called a scientist's branch by many.
Many senior officers in France have artillery backgrounds, such as Foch, the commander of Army Group North; Robert Neville, who will soon succeed Joseph Joffre as commander-in-chief of the French army; and even Joffre himself, when he entered the army, he served
The first unit was also artillery.
This reflects the importance the French attach to artillery, and also reflects the status of artillery in the internal system of the French army.
In the Battle of Verdun three months ago, the French used fire counterattacks many times to destroy the German artillery positions, thereby effectively protecting their own positions. If it were not for the outstanding performance of the French artillery, the French would have
It may not be possible to hold Verdun.
Dempsgaier was also a professionally trained artillery expert, otherwise he would not have stood out among the talented French artillery and served as the commander of an artillery brigade.
Under the command of Dempsgaier, the French artillery determined the location of the German artillery positions in a short period of time, and then concentrated all artillery to carry out a covering strike on the German artillery positions.
The effect of the strike was very good. In less than 10 minutes, the German artillery was silenced and no longer had the ability to counterattack.
French planes are still circling in the sky, trying to find the remaining German artillery. If found, the observers on the plane will mark the location, and then use carrier pigeons to convey it to the artillery troops on the ground. Unless it is a fixed target, the French will not
Bombers will be dispatched. Compared to fighter jets, bombers are too fragile. Current aircraft engines only have about 150 horsepower. If bombs are installed, it is impossible to install thicker armor.
Aircraft are still in their infancy at this point in time. Current aircraft have a speed of about 150 kilometers per hour and a ceiling of only four to five thousand meters.
The war constantly spurred the birth of new technologies. The aircraft shooting coordinator was the first to be used by the Germans last year. The Fokker fighter jets equipped with the aircraft shooting coordinator completely controlled the skies of France. The average pilot of the Allied Powers did not survive more than six years on the battlefield.
The weeks, from the fall of 1915 to the beginning of 1916, became known as the Fokker Disaster.
During the war, there were no patents between hostile countries, so the French also installed shooting coordinators on their aircraft, and the sky was once again balanced. Considering the strong production capacity of the Allies, the balance of victory had begun to tilt.
At least in Elbecourt, the sky here belongs to the French.
The ground here belongs to the Foreign Legion under Qin Zhiyuan.
Night, Somme.
The Somme is not a big river like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River in the usual sense, but a valley similar to a swamp zone. The river channel is only twenty or thirty meters wide. If it is summer, a strong force can reach the other bank.
It was winter now, and although crossing the river was much more difficult, it also made the Germans relax their alertness.
On the north bank of the Somme River, a troop is marching silently. There are about 150 people in this troop. They wear M1914-style helmets with a gray-green wrapper around them. They wear traditional German iron-gray military uniforms.
It is the latest style just issued this year.
The biggest feature of the m1914 helmet is the gunpoint decoration in the center of the top of the helmet, which makes it instantly recognizable as a German army and is obviously different from the helmets of the French and British.
This force is the spy battalion led by Hu Tingfeng and Ge Lifu.
The secret agent battalion is the code name proposed by Qin Zhiyuan. It means literally, it is a force that performs special tasks.
This unit is composed of 50 soldiers from the reconnaissance company led by Hu Tingfeng, one hundred soldiers from the second battalion selected by Greif, and ten German-Frenchmen. They will undertake the task of penetrating behind enemy lines.
The weather has been rainy recently, there is water everywhere on the ground, the road is muddy and difficult to walk on, and flashlights cannot be used for lighting, so the progress is not very fast.
Will it be possible to arrive at the designated place at the scheduled time? Greif rarely asked Hu Tingfeng.
The soldiers walked very hard, and some of them slipped and fell to the ground, covered with mud and water. Fortunately, the soldiers were very disciplined, and no one complained. Everyone supported each other and moved forward in the darkness.
Almost. Hu Tingfeng looked at the sky and gave an uncertain answer.
It's cloudy and you can't see anything.
Hu Tingfeng wrinkled his nose and smelled the air, then suddenly squatted on the ground with his fists clenched.
As if receiving a battle signal, Greif immediately squatted down and alerted the soldiers behind him.
Soon, all the soldiers squatted down, like two winding dragons coiled on both sides of the road. The soldiers raised their guns and pointed at the unknown darkness, getting ready for battle and preparing to face possible enemies.
Hu Tingfeng, who was at least two people on the secret sentry, pointed to a small forest about forty or fifty meters in front, and whispered into Greif's ear. This was what they had scouted yesterday, and this was the furthest point that Hu Tingfeng and the others had scouted.
Greif nodded, turned around and called a Frenchman over. The two put down their long weapons, each carrying only a pistol and a dagger. Then each took a bottle of brandy, opened it, poured half of the bottle on themselves, and then again
After a few sips, they hugged each other and hummed some slang that no one understood, while walking crookedly forward.
our dear ones
like from ice water
give me this poor samurai
A bright sun
In the end we didn't freeze
Recovering in a hotel
Let our once full wallets
Empty again
The Frenchman sang a German mercenary song that was popular in the 16th century, and of course it was sung in German. Greif seemed to have drunk more, and he was unable to speak in tune. He was humming along with the song and swaying forward.
Walk.
They didn't go far, and when they were about to reach the small forest, Greif seemed to be in a desperate situation, so he unfastened his belt and faced the direction of the Somme for convenience.
Before the sound of the rustling water disappeared, Greif became so drunk that he fell to the ground.
Ahaha, Bill, you peed on your pants. The French laughed loudly, and then came over to try to pull Greif up.
Drunk people are dead. It is difficult to pull a person up, let alone a person who is almost drunk. The Frenchman couldn't pull himself up after a long time, and he couldn't help but started muttering:
Damn it, why are you so heavy? Can someone help me?
Bill, wait for me. I'll go back and call someone to carry you. The Frenchman gave up on Greif and stood up to go back and call someone. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he fell to the ground and struggled for a while but couldn't stand up.
Oh my God, someone help me. In the darkness, the French voice sounded weak and miserable.
You deserve it, who made you drink so much? Anwhistle finally couldn't help but come out and want to help his compatriots.
