Six grenades, that is, six small mortar shells, are enough to kill dozens of square meters of living things or kill them with exploding shrapnel.
They fired accurately. Although it was due to their estimated position, none of their shots hit the sergeant artillery observer who was squatting to raise the flag.
But before the artillery observer had time to react, his body trembled violently, and he threw himself forward, pressing the last flag that had not yet been hung on the flagpole under him.
A large pool of blood flowed from his chest, soaking the golden flag representing the number 1.
The artillery observer who fell to the ground had lost the ability to move. He didn't even have the ability to shout loudly, but he still did the last thing before he stopped breathing. He turned his body over hard and used this force to move towards the side of the rock.
Rolling, thereby pulling the rope that has never been let go.
The flag was successfully hung on the flagpole and lifted into the air. The artillery observer let out a long breath, but there was no sound.
When the infantry on the ridge came to check half a minute later, the artillery observer with half-open eyes had stopped breathing.
After examination, it was found that a sinister shrapnel shot into his back, cut through the muscles and penetrated the lungs, and exited from his left chest, where is the heart.
A soldier who was hit in the heart, a soldier who should have died within ten seconds, made an impossible move - he turned his body and used his strength to raise the signal flag up the flagpole.
Just as Liu Lang personally hung the gold "Hero" medal on the tombstone of the artillery sergeant after the war and stated: He braved the enemy's artillery fire to report the parameters; he braved the enemy's artillery fire to raise the flag;
He died under artillery fire. As a soldier, he has done what he should do, defended his homeland and sacrificed his young life. All of us can no longer ask for more from him.
However, even if he lost his life, he still fulfilled his responsibility. 20101 was his last count. However, please all of us, and all our descendants, please remember that Sun Erwa, before counting,
Already dead.
These are the real Chinese soldiers. Even if they are dead, they still protect our great country.
"Each gun, ten rounds of rapid fire, covering 20101, 20102, 20103..." Geng Dazhuang's rough voice suppressed his anger and reported six parameters in one breath.
Twenty seconds have passed since the signal flag was raised. If the Japanese artillery had tried to run away, a group of people pushing the cannon might have run dozens of meters away. Geng Dazhuang would never let the artillery observers find the Japanese army at the cost of their blood.
The artilleryman ran away.
So, he adopted the most primitive method, artillery coverage. Covering 20101 as the center of the circle and all the surrounding locations where they might go.
The 18 82-guns quickly adjusted their muzzles and firing ranges. In just 10 seconds, they roared collectively and fired 180 shells at their intended targets, blowing them up into a sea of fire.
Dozens of people from the Japanese artillery team, who were pushing the mountain cannon along the dead end of the valley to find a suitable position, together with the mountain cannon they had finally assembled, looked so helpless in front of the falling mortar shells one after another.
At least a dozen people were killed and blown up in an instant. The mountain cannon was also knocked to the ground by the air wave of the mortar shells, and its two wheels were blown to nowhere.
But this is just the beginning, the real disaster is yet to come.
The sad thing is actually not the dozen Japanese soldiers who were killed and blown away while pushing the artillery, but the ammunition soldiers who pushed the carts and followed more than 40 meters behind. The discipline of the Japanese artillery was very strict, even in such an unfavorable environment.
They did not panic to the point of chaos. They still strictly followed the regulations, and the cannonballs were at least forty meters away from the cannon to avoid being hit and causing a terrible explosion of the cannonball.
However, for this kind of covering shelling, no matter how many meters away, the result is the same. When the raindrops of shells fall from the sky, the Japanese army is looking for bunkers everywhere, but the more than twenty mountain artillery shells on the cart will not
hide.
Finally, as a mortar shell exploded around the cart, the mountain cannon shell was knocked away and then hit the ground hard. Of course, the shell also has an anti-explosion device. It is not said that it will explode if it is hit on the ground.
One can't do it, two can't do it, but what about a dozen or twenty dozen? Not to mention this era, even in the future, no one would dare to throw a cannonball on the ground easily!
With the sound of "boom", as the first mountain artillery shell exploded, the mountain artillery shells swept up by the mountain artillery air waves that far exceeded the power of the mortar shells either exploded on the spot, or hit the cliff hard and exploded again.
The scene was very spectacular. More than twenty mountain cannon shells killed all animals and animals within a radius of 500 meters.
After the war, this valley was the only area where the groans of the wounded were not heard. This was because all the Japanese soldiers, even if they were not killed by the bombing, were shocked to death in the bunkers where they were hiding. The impact of more than 10,000 kilograms of explosives on the canyon of more than 4,000 meters was terrifying.
, in this valley of more than 100 meters, the explosion effect of more than twenty cannonballs weighing more than 100 kilograms was equally astonishing.
"Damn it, why is Geng Dazhuang so crazy? He doesn't have enough mortars and he starts to fire mountain artillery. This bitch is not afraid of blowing up my soldiers?" A series of big explosions even led to the Bayonet Battalion who was personally commanding the front line.
Chang Liu Dazhu was a little confused.
The reason why the six Bofors mountain guns of the artillery battalion were not transferred to support this time is that, firstly, Jiuguan still needs support, and secondly, in mountain operations with such complex terrain and environment, mountain guns are not as useful as mortars.
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In fact, during these ten or twenty minutes, it cannot be said that the Japanese army was beaten and unable to fight back. In addition to mountain artillery, they also had a lot of infantry artillery.
The 200-kilogram 92 infantry gun is definitely a weapon for infantry in close combat. It can be used as a level gun for fortifications, or it can be used temporarily as a mortar with the muzzle elevated. The artillery squadron directly under the 80th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese Army has 4 mountain guns.
4 infantry cannons. The infantry brigade responsible for covering the advance of the artillery brigade also had 2 infantry cannons. These six infantry cannons also caused a lot of trouble for the Independent Regiment and the 771st Regiment.
In particular, the four infantry artillery pieces advancing with the brigade and regiment headquarters, under the desperate cover of the Japanese troops from the four commanding heights they owned, continued to fire at the firepower points on the mountain ridge of the death camp. Although they relied on the advantage of the terrain,
Several heavy machine guns were hidden in time and were not destroyed, but the infantry cannons exploded with shrapnel and rocks flying everywhere. The casualties of more than 20 people made the infantry company commanders have veins jumping, but they had no choice but to order mortars.
The artillery fired with full force to suppress it.
The Japanese troops on the mountain ridge suffered heavy casualties under the attack of mortars, but they refused to retreat. Before the general attack of the entire army was launched, the death squads with superior firepower were helpless against them.
The fighting was fierce on the battlefield, and the voices in the temporary headquarters of the Independent Regiment and the 386th Brigade located more than 400 meters from the front line were not quiet.
However, it was not the roar of the staff officers issuing orders to each battalion and company as imagined.
It was the quarrel between the frontline commander, the major general commander of the 386th Brigade, and the deputy commander-in-chief, the colonel commander of the independent regiment.
"The battle has been going on for 20 minutes. More than 400 officers and soldiers from the first and second battalions of our 771 regiment have arrived on the battlefield. The total strength of Taniguchi is 800, which is almost the same as the Japanese invaders in the encirclement. In ten minutes, the remaining 500 people will
Arriving at the battlefield one after another, they will join the battle as soon as possible. In this way, the number of our troops will be as high as 1,300, which will exceed the Japanese army. In the name of the commander-in-chief of the front line of Qigen Village, I suggest that we launch a general attack on the Japanese army now, and use the company and platoon as a unit to defeat the Japanese army.
The Japanese army was completely divided, surrounded and completely annihilated." The future general said with a serious face.
"No, wait a minute." Liu Lang remained unmoved and stood at the entrance of the command post, which was camouflaged with branches and shrubs. He squinted at the sky and shook his head slowly.
"My comrade, we can't wait any longer. You have also seen the telegram. I sent a telegram from the 343rd Brigade. 20 minutes ago, a dozen Japanese aircraft took off from Yangmingbao. The target is unknown. Don't think about it. They must be here for support.
The 40th Brigade from Qigen Village came with more than a dozen bombers! Or even more. Even if no bombs were dropped, just using machine guns to sweep them would be enough to feed us. Our soldiers had no trenches or shell holes.
Have you thought about the consequences?" The future general couldn't help but become a little anxious, and even used the title of "Comrade Brother" within the party.
Liu Lang was slightly surprised and then suddenly realized. His identity may not even be known to the commander of the 18th Group Army, but it definitely cannot be hidden from the man who once served as the person in charge of red intelligence. I think ten people were transferred from his command.
In the independent group, that person should also have some insight into him.
"Commander Chen, I know what you mean. In order to prevent the Japanese bombers from causing heavy losses to our army, I rushed down and strangled the Japanese invaders, leaving the Japanese planes to stare at me in the sky. But, I'm sorry, I don't agree with this.
Do it. The main force of the Japanese aggressors is still there, their vigor has not been extinguished, and the numbers of the two armies are about the same. If they charge forward like this, the casualties will be heavy." Liu Lang still shook his head.
"No matter how heavy the casualties are, it is better than dying in vain under the machine guns and bombs of the Japanese planes! In the Battle of Pingxingguan, if Commander Lin had not made a decisive decision and ordered the 115th Division to rush down the mountain to launch a general attack, leaving the Japanese aircraft helpless, I am afraid that the casualties would have been even greater after the war.
Big. Didn’t you say it yourself? Only sacrifice can lead to victory. For victory, I, a member of the Red Party, will sacrifice my life, but my death cannot be in vain." The voice of the future general raised an octave, and he always wore a warm smile.
His face also turned a little red.
"It is precisely because of the 1:1 battle loss between our 115th Division and the Japanese aggressors' two supply squadrons in the Pingxingguan Battle that it reminds you and me that those are elites who have experienced large-scale transfers of thousands of miles! They
, everyone may be able to become the kindling of fire and the existence that starts a prairie fire. These little devils, why do they want to trade with us? If you want one of my officers and soldiers to sacrifice, you can give me ten little devils in exchange.
"Liu Lang's voice couldn't help but get louder.
The courage of the Red Party members to sacrifice is admirable, but Liu Lang is really unwilling to make unnecessary sacrifices.
Of course, the future general's strategy is actually not wrong. Without the cover of sufficient air defense and air power, he can only choose this way, which is the most correct but also the most helpless choice.
But he had already made arrangements more than half a month in advance! Although he didn't know whether Zhou Dapeng and the others would arrive on the battlefield on time, he could only place a bet on this.
In order to keep confidentiality, the "Air Volunteer Army" did not even send a telegram to notify them when they set off from Yan'an, but he believed that they would definitely come.
The dull "buzzing" sound of aircraft engines came faintly from high in the sky.
"Shuzi, Shuzi can't be plotted. Now it's great, the little devil's plane is here." The future general's face turned pale, he tapped Liu Lang with his hand, and angrily scolded Liu Lang with an old saying, and then sat down feebly.
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This has already given Liu Lang a lot of face. If it had been someone else, Ruya, like a future general, would probably have cursed in his hometown dialect. Because that might have killed or injured hundreds of officers and soldiers!
Liu Lang smiled.
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PS: Recently, many people have said that Fengyue is irritating, saying that Fengyue does not describe large-scale wars, including hundreds of thousands of battles in Shanxi. Why do you prefer to write about individuals and companies. Fengyue would like to explain. First, Fengyue has no intention.
It is Fengyue's personal habit to fill in water, slow pace, and detailed description. The previous 1,000 chapters were all written in this way by Fengyue. Second, the reason why you don't write about big battles and scenes is just one of the reasons you all know. The most important thing is,
Fengyue has always believed that the little people are the main body of the war. Without the obscurity and sacrifice of the little people, how can the nation win? One general can make thousands of bones wither. Everyone only knows the general. Who knows which bones? Fengyue
From all the information collected, there are not many generals, only those soldiers whom we have never known. They died in obscurity, and are unknown on their tombstones. There are not even tombstones. But Fengyue will use the pen in his hand to record them and commemorate them.
In my mind, they are the backbone of my China. That is also Fengyue’s persistence.