Chapter 1388 - Heavy Artillery During the Day? (Second Update!) )
"Open the artillery ......," Li Hao ordered standing behind the artillery position.
All the artillery pieces of the three battalions plus the artillery drawn from the regimental headquarters from the various units, a total of twenty guns, roared at the same time.
More than a hundred devils with pig-nosed gas masks are still rushing to the level.
More than twenty meters more than a dozen meters will be trampled under their feet, and everyone behind the gas mask has a smile on their face, as if victory is just around the corner.
"Woo woo woo ......" A series of slight screams suddenly reached everyone's ears.
A few devils with a keen sense of smell subconsciously looked at the sky.
The shells flew so fast that they couldn't see anything.
And at this moment, cannonballs fell from the sky.
"Boom ......"
A shell smashed right next to the squadron leader, and in the violent explosion, the squadron leader was blown away along with the heralds around him.
When it hit the ground, it turned into a corpse, and it didn't even have time to scream.
The firing of the artillery was measured in advance, and the twenty shells were so accurate that they almost killed people.
The moment the black smoke rose from the ground, almost half of the team was blown up and fell to the ground.
"Bageya Road, it's a rapid artillery attack, everyone is lying down, ......" The deputy captain decisively took over the command of the troops, shouting at the top of his voice.
"Boom ......"
The mortar rate of fire was too fast, and before the deputy captain had finished his order, the second round of shells was already whizzing.
Many devils subconsciously lay on the ground, but they couldn't stand too many shells falling from their heads.
In the violent explosion, more than a dozen soldiers were killed and wounded.
The second round of explosions was followed by a third round of shells, which rained down from the sky.
In less than half a minute, more than 100 devils gathered in front of the checkpoint were shrouded in artillery fire.
The shelling continued, and the explosions intensified.
The attacking Japanese army finally couldn't hold it anymore, and began to retreat with their weapons, no, they were fleeing for their lives...... Like a lost dog, it is very embarrassing.
Knowing that the devils began to retreat, Li Hao immediately ordered: "The artillery stops firing and immediately transfers ......"
"Nine companies, one company of the air defense battalion, put on gas masks and immediately enter the position."
The Japanese army attacked the position, and the wing commander was blinded by the sudden accident on the battlefield, and it took him a long time to react, and then the whole person was shrouded in anger.
He drew his command knife and pointed in the direction of the checkpoint, gritting his teeth and ordering: "All artillery all open fire and destroy the artillery positions arranged by the garrison regiment behind the checkpoint." ”
"Order Haruta-kun to continue firing cannons and fire thirty more gas bombs into the checkpoint."
Ten minutes later, a new infantry squadron attacked the level, each wearing a gas mask on his face.
"Commander, the devil has been killed!" At the commanding heights of the level, Hong Linfeng was wearing a gas mask and was in a hurry to remind.
They stood at the lookout of a permanent point of fire, looking down on the battlefield from a high vantage point.
Li Hao nodded and replied, "I saw it." ”
"Order the troops in the checkpoint to be ready for battle."
"The devils are wearing gas masks and are slow to react, so we can get them close before firing."
"Light and heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, we must wait for the devils to rush to thirty meters in front of the formation before we can shoot, I want to leave all the little devils who attack us."
After giving the order, Li Hao put down the binoculars and turned his head to order the liaison officer sent by the heavy artillery battalion behind him.
"Send a telegram to your battalion commander."
"All the heavy artillery is aimed at the road two hundred meters to one kilometer in front of the checkpoint, ready to fire at any time."
Hong Linfeng reminded: "Regiment commander, it's still daytime, let the heavy artillery battalion join the battle, if the devil calls for reinforcements from aircraft, the heavy artillery position will definitely be devastated." ”
Li Hao glanced at his watch and comforted: "Don't worry, Chief of Staff, I won't give the devil this chance." ”
Seeing Hong Linfeng's puzzled face, Li Hao hurriedly explained: "If I remember correctly, since this Japanese puppet army entered our base area, there have been no annoying planes in the sky in the base area. ”
Hong Linfeng thought about it seriously, and when he thought of the poison gas bombs being used by the Japanese army on the battlefield, he instantly understood.
"The little devils deliberately did not send planes, they must have deliberately lured us out to fight them, and then used poison gas bombs to severely damage us in the exchange of fire, which is much greater than the damage caused to us by their planes."
Speaking of this, a flash of happiness quickly flashed on Hong Linfeng's face.
"Fortunately, we were not fooled, and only fought a night attack, and the losses of the troops would have been greater if we were ambushed during the day."
Li Hao said: "I think so too. ”
"Since the devils have no planes to cover their heads, they can only call for air support again after being shelled."
"It takes time for the telegram to be transmitted, it takes time for the Devil Army to give orders, it takes time for airplanes to take off at the airport, and it takes time to rush to the battlefield to search for heavy artillery positions."
"It all adds up to certainly no less than an hour and a half."
"The heavy artillery battalion opened fire for ten minutes, and there was one hour and twenty minutes left for the transfer."
"By the time the planes arrived at the battlefield, the heavy artillery battalion had already moved more than a dozen kilometers away to do a good job of camouflage."
"Even if the plane is flying close to the ground, it is impossible to find them."
"Sixteen heavy artillery pieces can fire 800 shells in ten minutes, and one heavy artillery shell killed two Japanese puppet troops, and the Japanese puppet army outside the checkpoint was also blown up."
"The encircling forces are approaching the battlefield while the shelling is being carried out."
"If you launch an attack after the shelling, you will definitely be able to end the fighting in half an hour."
"Half an hour to clean up the battlefield, twenty minutes to retreat, and when the devil plane arrives, there is no one of your own people in sight on the battlefield."
More than 100 devils continued to approach the level, and the fastest one had already approached 70 meters outside the level.
The poisonous gas has shrouded the checkpoint tightly, and the devils can see it from afar.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The artillery positions behind him were still firing, and the shells crossed everyone's heads and the checkpoint, and smashed behind the checkpoint like rain, and there were bursts of explosions.
This is the artillery unit to attack the artillery position of the garrison regiment again to cover everyone's attack, otherwise everyone will be blown up into a lost dog by the sudden rain of shells like the first round of attack.
So the rumbling cannon was like a doping for them, giving them confidence in the next attack without any worries.
Inside the level, there is a strong poisonous gas everywhere.
The fighter was wearing a gas mask and still felt very uncomfortable.
In the face of life and death, everyone is insisting, holding on to the occasion, holding a gun, holding a light and heavy machine gun, and staring at the devil in front of him through the crosshair and poison gas.
The most striking of these were six anti-aircraft machine guns.
The long barrel sticks out through the firing hole, and the bipod is attached to the sandbag, counteracting the strong recoil generated when firing.
The Heavy crouches on the ground, his shoulder against the butt, his eyes aimed ahead through the crosshairs.
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