Chapter 14 Part-time Artillery
After being blocked by the defenders, the devil reacted quickly.
The machine gun crew had already set up a light and heavy machine gun, and soon let out a deafening roar, pouring a dense stream of bullets into the defenders' positions to counter-suppress the defenders.
Yang Jing now has no time to take care of the devil's machine gunner, because the threat of the devil's grenadier is far greater than that of the machine gun.
Just now, a mortar shell fell from the sky and landed on the defenders' machine-gun positions with unmistakable accuracy.
With a loud 'boom' sound, the machine gunners on the position were blown up with their guns.
In the scope, Yang Jingqing clearly saw that about 600 meters away, after the devil grenadier succeeded in one blow, he quickly picked up another cannonball, and was about to stuff it into the barrel again.
"Fuck! With Lao Tzu here, how can you continue to spread wild? ”
After a cold snort, Yang Jing directly pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A 7.62mm rifle bullet spun out of its chamber at high speed.
The next moment, a blood-red hole immediately appeared in the middle of the devil grenadier's steel helmet, and then it fell to the ground.
Seeing this, a grenadier next to him immediately ran up to fill his position, but as soon as his hand touched the cannonball on the ground, a cloud of blood exploded directly from his head.
"Yaga! The enemy army has sharpshooters! ”
It is a coincidence that one person was hit, and it is not a coincidence that another person was hit in less than 10 seconds.
After the devil grenadiers reacted, they immediately became cautious, which made Yang Jing's sniping efficiency decrease a lot at once.
However, as the rumble of the tank became clearer and clearer, Yang Jing's face also became heavy.
Perhaps compared to the tanks of powerful countries such as the United States, the Soviet Union and Germany, the devil's Type 95 light tank cannot even be regarded as a real tank.
But for a country that suffers from a serious lack of combat vehicle defense weapons . For the army, it is still a lethal enough weapon.
At least the Mosin Nagant sniper rifle in Yang Jing's hand had no way to penetrate the defensive armor of the Type 95 light tank.
"Ding, ding, ding! ——”
The dense bullets hit the tank's defensive armor like a tickle, and they didn't cause any damage at all, except for clusters of sparks and a few bullet marks.
In this way, the devil infantry who were hiding on both sides of the tank and behind it also became arrogant, and when they followed the tank forward, they kept firing back.
At the same time, the Type 92 heavy machine guns mounted on the top of the tank also roared.
A dense rain of bullets poured in, knocking the defenders' positions into smoke and dust.
Many soldiers were shot one after another and fell in pools of blood.
However, it was the devil's tank guns that were really deadly.
A devil tank quickly spotted the defender machine gun that was suppressing it, and then immediately turned the turret, and the muzzle of the black hole hole hole of the 37mm caliber main gun quickly locked onto the heavy machine gun.
Then, before the fighters of the machine gun crew could react, a shell flew at a high speed of more than 700 m/s.
With a loud bang, a dazzling red light burst out on the machine-gun position.
In the red light, the bodies of the four machine gun crew fighters were directly swept away by the shock wave produced by the explosion, and they died of anger before they landed.
The Type 24 heavy machine gun on the position also turned into a puddle of scrap metal.
"Tom!"
"Tom tom! ——”
At the same time, the rest of the devil tanks also opened fire.
As soon as the explosions ended, the gunfire in the defenders' positions immediately subsided by a small half.
Seeing this scene, Yang Jing's face changed dramatically.
The firepower of the defenders could not destroy the tanks of the devils at all, and the tanks of the devils were fatal to the threat of the defenders.
He didn't care about continuing to snipe at the important target of the devil, so he picked up the Mosin Nagant sniper rifle in front of him, and ran quickly towards Yao Ziqing's location along the trench with his waist bent.
"Brother, the devil's Iron King Eight is too much of a threat to our army, we have to quickly find a way to destroy it, otherwise these Iron King Eight will be able to kill all the brothers."
Yao Ziqing's face was also gloomy and about to drip water, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The only thing our army can take out the devil tank is the two 75mm caliber field guns in the back mountain."
It's just that the devil's tank is always on the move, and it's too difficult to hit it. ”
"Boom! Rumble! ”
As soon as Yao Ziqing finished speaking, two red lights rose from the devil's charging team.
However, it is a pity that except for a few devils who were swept out of the shock wave, the devils' tank group still stood still like a moving fortress.
Just to match the charge of the infantry, the speed was slowed down a little.
"Field artillery?"
Yang Jing suddenly remembered that he had been jerking off before, as if he had burst out of an airplane cup, phew, and burst out of an artillery mastery.
So his eyes flashed and he said, "Brother, let me try it." ”
"Are you okay?"
"Man, how can you say no?"
"Well, I'll give you command of the artillery positions now."
Yao Ziqing can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, pinning his hopes on Yang Jing, a guy who can always bring him miracles.
As for the question of why Yang Jing fired the artillery, he didn't ask much, not because he didn't want to, but the time was too urgent, and for every second of delay, the defenders would have one more casualty.
"However, the artillery position had an obstructed line of sight and could not directly observe the front line, so I needed a qualified observer.
By the way, brother, your artillery should be equipped with artillery mirrors, right? ”
Just now, Yang Jing had already mastered the use of the artillery book through his thoughts, so he knew the professional terms and terms of observer and artillery mirror.
When Yao Ziqing heard that Yang Jing actually knew this, his heart was even more relieved.
Hou Zhengyu, the deputy battalion commander next to him, hurriedly said, "Captain Yang, let me be your observer." ”
Seeing that Yang Jing looked at Hou Zhengyu with some suspicion, Yao Ziqing hurriedly added: "Brother Yang, do you know, Deputy Battalion Commander Hou used to be an artillery major in the military academy, and he was not only the most powerful chief gunner in the battalion, but also the best observer in the battalion.
It's just that because of the problem of position, it is rare to visit the artillery position in person.
Originally, our battalion did not have the qualifications to possess artillery observation equipment, but Deputy Battalion Commander Hou obtained it through connections. ”
Yang Jing glanced at Hou Zhengyu in surprise and said, "Without further ado, since this is the case, then it will bother Deputy Battalion Commander Hou." ”
After arriving at Houshan, Hou Zhengyu recounted the orders of the battalion commander Yao Ziqing, and one of the main gunners looked at Yang Jing with some doubts, but still gave up his position.
Hou Zhengyu, on the other hand, walked briskly towards the observation position at the top of the mountain.
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