Although more than half of the soldiers of the first reserve regiment are new recruits and have little experience in anti-artillery, after several baptisms of battle, most of the recruits have developed the psychological quality of not running around casually when encountered.

When the devil's heavy artillery attacked, the soldiers of the first regiment in reserve were basically able to jump into the nearest anti-artillery hole at the first time.

Rao is like this, some soldiers who didn't have time to hide in the anti-artillery holes were still taken care of by the devil's heavy artillery.

Shout!

Suddenly, a heavy artillery shell hit the side of a veteran of the 1st Reserve Regiment.

The powerful shock of Bolden lifted the veteran three meters away, and he didn't know where an arm had flown away.

It was as if the old soldier who had his arm cut off by shrapnel and was foaming blood at the mouth lay on the ground and wailed and screamed: "Battalion commander! Battalion commander! Save me! ”

In the roaring explosion, the commander of the third battalion clearly heard a soldier calling for help!

As soon as he wanted to get up and jump out of the anti-artillery hole to save people, Liang Shanhao grabbed the third battalion commander: "Fuck! Don't you want to die? Don't move, give me a good squat! ”

Still standing up in the shaking of the ground, the commander of the third battalion hissed: "Tuanzao, it seems to be my soldiers!" I've got to save him! ”

His face sank suddenly, and Liang Shanhao scolded sharply: "Damn, if you go out now, you will be sent to death, this is the devil's heavy artillery, we are hiding in the anti-artillery hole enough, we must not go out now!" Obey orders! ”

Shaking off the dust on the steel helmet, the third battalion commander shouted: "This soldier saved my life, I have to save him even if I die!" Tuanza, let me fight for my life! ”

Seeing that the commander of the third battalion had already jumped out of the anti-artillery hole, Liang Shanhao hurriedly advised: "Damn, when will you learn to disobey orders, your mother will have to give Lao Tzu back alive!"

Shout! Shout! Shout!

Although two or three heavy artillery pieces exploded more than ten meters away, the violent shock wave still overturned the commander of the third battalion for a long distance.

Crawling out of a crater with difficulty, the commander of the third battalion, who had been stumbled, continued to brave the artillery fire and rushed towards the cries of the wounded soldier.

In fact, the commander of the third battalion ignored the wounded soldier and stayed in the anti-artillery hole to avoid the artillery fire, but this soldier saved his life in the battle in Shanghai.

I remember that when the devil attacked the headquarters building of the Japanese army in Shanghai, due to the tactical mistake of Shangfeng, the commando team of the third battalion commander was besieged in a building by the devil, and the veteran actually single-handedly attracted the attention of the devil in order to cover the third battalion commander to fight his way out of the encirclement.

The commander of the third battalion finally returned to the 262nd Brigade with the remaining remnants of the commando, but the veteran who was covering did not return.

Until one evening, the veteran returned to the brigade station with a wounded wound.

With tears on his face, the third battalion commander scolded sharply: "Stinky boy, I thought you would never come back!"

Enduring the pain on his body, the veteran smiled lightly and said, "Battalion commander, they all say that my life is big, don't believe it!" Don't you see I've come back from the ghost gate again? ”

As the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring.

Since then, the life-saving grace of that veteran of a hundred battles, the third battalion commander will naturally be unforgettable for life.

Now that the veteran is unfortunately injured, and he is still calling for help at him, the third battalion commander must not ignore it, even if he puts his own life on the line, he has to save it!

picked up the veteran and jumped towards an anti-artillery hole, and the third battalion commander shouted: "Li Erdan, you resist me!" I told you to dig an anti-artillery hole, why don't you hide in it! ”

The blood on his left arm was bubbling and flowing, and the third battalion commander couldn't help him stop the bleeding for a while, Li Erdan was dying and said: "Battalion commander, it seems that this time the old ancestor really can't take care of me, you see that my anti-artillery hole is useless!"

With red eyes, the commander of the third battalion shouted in a hoarse voice: "Stinky boy, don't crow's mouth, get up!" Lao Tzu is now carrying you to the division hospital! ”

Shaking his head with difficulty, Li Erdan shouted weakly: "Battalion commander, don't ...... Don't mess around! Still is...... It's better to save some strength to kill a few more little devils...... Give me...... Sacrifice the flag! ”

Seeing Li Erdan's head fall down, the third battalion commander with two eyes full of sorrow shook his body: "Li Erdan, you fucking wake me up!" You've been in the Hades Hall several times! What's so fun in that place! Get back to Lao Tzu right away! The little devil is still waiting for you to fight! Didn't you say you would fight a thousand more little devils, and you've only killed eighty-nine ...... now?"

It was just wishful thinking on the part of the third battalion commander, and the veteran Li Erdan's eyes never opened again.

The heavy artillery bombardment of the devils became more and more intense, and the Yuhuatai position was in a mess, although many soldiers were not directly hit by the shells, but many people were buried by the collapsed anti-artillery holes.

Since these collapsed anti-artillery fortifications had not yet had time to complete the transformation, a heavy artillery blast blew up, burying a squad of soldiers alive in the soil in an instant.

Those anti-artillery holes that have been specially reinforced and reconstructed, although they can barely withstand the bombardment of heavy artillery, but because some recruits are not in a standard way to avoid tactics, they are actually shocked out of internal injuries.

Seeing a recruit being blown out of blood by the shock wave of the heavy artillery, Liang Shanhao opened his voice and shouted, "Don't fuck your whole body on the ground!" Look at that veteran's tactical moves! ”

I saw that although the veteran was lying on the ground, he tried to keep his body from touching the ground.

The energy propagated by the shock wave of the heavy artillery shell in the solid medium is more than ten times stronger than in the air, and in the face of such a frenzied heavy artillery washing the ground, every soldier must try to avoid direct contact with the wall and the ground, otherwise it is tantamount to suicide.

The lethality of the shock wave is much stronger than that of fragments, and it is the shock wave that is generally dodged by artillery strikes, especially the howitzer shock wave of this kind of devil.

That kind of shock wave is called madness.

Liang Shanhao remembers that there is a kind of offensive weapon called the "conscienceless cannon", which relies on the shock wave to kill the opponent.

The red troops lacked heavy weapons in the battle, so the commander had an idea, took local materials, found a bunch of gasoline cans and explosives bags, and slightly modified them to make large Chinese versions of mortars.

Every time an attack is attacked, the unconscionable artillery will inevitably act as the vanguard of the attack, and as soon as the cannon passes, the shock wave will blow up the opponent, and the infantry will then press it up, and directly clean up the battlefield.

Seeing this, a few recruits in the anti-artillery hole also painted a scoop according to the gourd, and did standardized tactical evasion actions in the same way.

With his mouth wide open to maintain the balance of air pressure inside and outside, Liang Shanhao covered his ears with both hands and continued to wait quietly for the end of the devil's shelling.

In painful moments, time always flies very slowly!

I don't know if this heavy artillery fire is over, Liang Shanhao's reserve first regiment can still have a few gasps.

The next battle is not easy to fight, weapons, Liang Shanhao is not lacking, and the God of War system is enough.

But it is the people, not the weapons, that decide to fight.

After all, the God of War system on his body can't create people, so what Liang Shanhao lacks now is soldiers, especially veterans.

During the war, due to the lack of combat experience, very few recruits survived, and some ended their military careers ahead of schedule before they could pull the trigger.

The veteran is different, as the so-called old horse knows the way, the veteran knows how to dodge the gun, knows how to shoot, and knows how to cooperate tactically because of his rich combat experience.

Both the combat skills and psychological qualities of veterans are a sign of a unit's combat effectiveness.

But veterans are treasures, they are all screened by battle, and battle can turn a recruit into a veteran, and it can also turn a recruit into a giant corpse.

Liang Shanhao hoped that the garrison headquarters would send a group of recruits to replenish them, although the death rate of recruits was very high, but which veteran did not grow up from recruits.

Rao is like this, the troops in all positions in Nanjing are in short supply, and the commanders of which units do not need to be replenished.

It seems that whether Liang Shanhao can replenish new recruits has also become a luxury.

After about thirty minutes, the position of the 1st Reserve Regiment gradually subsided, but the miserable howls on the position were heard one after another.

Seeing that a recruit whose legs had been blown off was screaming, Liang Shanhao, who was dizzy, hurriedly shouted: "Second battalion, enter the position!" Three battalions rescue the wounded! A battalion is on standby! Fast! ”

Although it was blown up by the devil's heavy artillery, the three battalions worked together and carried out Liang Shanhao's orders in an orderly manner.

Helping to lift a seriously injured man onto a stretcher, Liang Shanhao suddenly heard someone shouting for help in a collapsed anti-artillery hole.

Picking up a sapper shovel from the ground, Liang Shanhao opened his voice and shouted: "Third battalion commander, hurry!" There's still a pant here, hurry up and dig it out! ”