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Zhang Tianyou, the leader of the 38-person suicide company of the machine gun platoon, was actually an infantryman. If you asked him to operate a machine gun, he would be a good hand.
At most, it's just a shot.
But after the tragic battle eight days ago, the entire kamikaze company was almost wiped out. Naturally, his cannon platoon was not much better, with only three mortar crews left.
But there were four guns in total, so naturally, one was left for Platoon Commander Zhang Da.
Since the headquarters of the 8th Division was far outside the range of the Bofors Mountain Artillery, and there was an infantry brigade closely guarding the perimeter, Nishi Yiichi was not too worried about his own safety and did not implement a blackout.
In the pitch-black Japanese position, there were only a few lights in that area, and the target was obvious.
Anyway, there were Japanese soldiers at the bottom of the mountain, and no matter how hard they exploded, they couldn't hit their own heads. Zhang Tianyou adjusted the scale according to the numbers reported by the gunner over there without any psychological burden, and with a "bang", he fired for the first time in his life.
Infantry artillery.
There is no doubt that a man's first shot is generally inferior. It is fast but of poor quality. Men know this.
Zhang Tianyou's first shot was more than 200 meters away from the headquarters of the 8th Division. Obviously, the technical work of artillery does not mean that you can shoot accurately just by giving you the ruler data. It also needs to be based on the wind direction.
Fine-tuning the elevation angle and scale according to the wind speed is a technical job that requires not only data but also experience, which cannot be learned overnight.
The other three cannons were much more accurate. The first test shot was only a few dozen meters away from the headquarters of the 8th Division. It frightened Xi Yiyi and ran out of the temporary headquarters. The Chinese actually had long-range cannons.
Yes? It’s just that the power of this cannon is not too great, but it is almost the same as an infantry cannon.
Xi Yiyi is still struggling with the issue of the power of the Chinese long-range artillery, and Zhang Tianyou over there is a little confused. After all, he is also the leader of the cannon platoon, and not many cannon shooters have learned how to fire artillery for several months.
It doesn't matter whether you are a professional gunner or not, but you can't say the difference is too big!
Zhang Tianyou felt anxious, and seeing that he was getting closer, he simply increased the elevation angle again, almost reaching the maximum. In this case, he could hit farther! This was what Zhang Tianyou had planned in his heart.
If those gunners saw it, they would definitely laugh. The elevation angle adjusted by Platoon Commander Zhang is almost the same as that of a mortar. For various types of artillery, if the elevation angle is small, it will definitely not be able to shoot far, but if the elevation angle is high, it will not go far.
You must shoot far, especially for multi-functional guns like infantry guns that can be used as both curved guns and direct-aiming guns. The 45-degree elevation angle is the setting with the longest range.
Like platoon leader Zhang Da did, the shells of the infantry artillery would definitely draw a beautiful parabola, and then fall... farther away from the target.
But, there are no absolutes in this world.
This Japanese infantry gun may also be an old gun. The rifling has long been worn away, and it was overturned by the shock wave of the Bofors Mountain Cannon shell of the Independent Regiment. Just like a woman, after being hit by something like that, a certain
Some parts will always be less sensitive than usual. In mechanical terms, they are loose.
If a cannon of poor quality meets an incompetent gunner, how accurate can the shells fired be?
God answered you, a blind cat will always catch a dead mouse, as long as you dare to try. With God's support, the cannonball that Zhang Tianyou fired should have drawn a beautiful parabola, but it drew an irregular arc.
, crossed a space of 2,700 meters, and landed 10 meters away from Lieutenant General Nishi Yiichi, who was still looking into the distance with a confused attitude.
Lieutenant General Nishi Yiichi, who was implicated by his subordinate Nagakawahara Kan's huge misfortune, became the trophy of Zhang Tianyou, the "blind cat". The shock wave of the infantry artillery shell was not too small, and Nishi Yi was the first to bear the brunt.
Four or five meters away, all the followers were also blown up with their faces covered in blood.
Although Zhang Tianyou, who was on the ancient mountain, did not know that his second shot had killed a Japanese lieutenant general. When he saw that his first shot had hit a lighted position, he fired even more vigorously, blasting out seven or eight rounds in one go.
Cannonballs.
Of course, catching a dead mouse once by a blind cat is an impromptu work of God, but God cannot play with you all the time. You still have many angels to take care of! None of the seven or eight cannonballs hit the imaginary target.
, but unexpectedly blew up the swarming peripheral defenders.
All I can say is that when it comes to sex, it really depends on talent and luck given to you by God.
Liu Lang, who had been paying close attention to that side, finally saw the unknown fire jumping up from the Japanese position in the distance, and couldn't help but rejoiced: "Haha, it worked." Without looking back, he quickly ordered: "Chi Dakui, order Zhao Ergou,
Shoot all the shells of the Type 41 mountain artillery, yes, even those sons of bitches who are still attacking. Don't leave even one behind, and then blow up the cannons for me."
"Sir, did you blow up the cannon?" Chi Dakui was stunned.
Whether in the Northeastern Army or the 19th Route Army, Chi Dakui, who has been in the army for ten years, knows the national army's desire for artillery. Not to mention this excellent original Type 41 mountain cannon, it is the Hanyang Arsenal based on the Type 41 mountain cannon in 1921.
The imitations of the old Han-10 type mountain cannon and the Jin-13 type mountain cannon imitated by the Taiyuan Arsenal are also treasured by officers at all levels. If anyone dares to blow up the artillery, there is no need for the officer to worry. I am afraid that the artillerymen who regard artillery as their life must also have to do it.
Fight with him.
"If you tell him to blow up, he will blow up. What, can a cannon without shells be eaten? Or can it hit people with its wheels?" Liu Lang turned his head and said angrily when he saw Chi Dakui's expression of pain on his face.
"Yes." As soon as Chi Dakui saw Liu Lang's expression, he knew that he had failed to keep up with his commander, so he had to stand at attention to accept the order, turned around and ran away.
Not to mention that Zhao Ergou's eyes turned green when he heard the order from the regiment headquarters. If his subordinates hadn't held him tightly, he would have definitely come to have a falling out with Chi Dakui, the former commander and the regimental deputy who is still the commander.
Anyway, the artillery shells fell on the attacking Japanese army for free. This time, the Japanese army finally realized the power of artillery support. Without artillery cover, they had no resistance at all, and were blown to pieces. They still managed to survive.
The independent regiment's defense line, which had half the previous number of MG42 machine gun firepower, was not afraid of the Japanese army's desperate charge.
The less afraid of death the little devil is, the more machine gun shooters like him, because only then can the "Hitler chainsaw" exert its maximum power and start cutting people.
The frontline attack was thwarted, but the rear received a call that the commander of the Nishiyi 1st Division had been shelled and seriously injured by the Chinese and was unconscious, and that the artillery unit was being attacked by a small group of Chinese. The commander of the 11th Brigade, Matsuda Kunizo, almost fainted.
What does it mean when the house leaks and it rains continuously? This is it.
Withdrawal was the only option. Matsuda Kunizo was worthy of being a brigade commander at the level of major general. He made this extremely rational decision in an instant.
Regardless of the fact that there are currently more than 10,000 people in the Eighth Division and his 11th Brigade, the number of infantry that may continue to fight will never exceed 6,000. In addition, the heavy artillery brigade and the Eighth Artillery Regiment were attacked by surprise. Although it is not
I don’t know whether the Chinese can succeed, but based on the battle with the Chinese defenders in the past few days, although I haven’t completely figured out the Chinese commander’s tactics, at least Matsuda Kunzo is sure of one thing. The opponent’s commander has always been a conspiracy.
He settles and then moves. It's rare to see him make a move without ruthlessly tearing a piece of flesh from his opponent's body.
When I think about the possibility that one's own artillery may be destroyed by the opponent, and the opponent...
Looking at the sky full of artillery fire from the Chinese in front of him, Matsuda's eyes were cold.