Commander Zhang of the 673rd Regiment shouted in a hurry, no matter how late it is, the positions of machine guns and mortars will be covered by the devil's artillery, and when the time comes, the only bit of heavy firepower in the regiment will have to go to the sky.

Despite everyone's rapid shift of positions, a heavy machine gun blasted the devil's cannon, and the machine gunner, ammunition hand, and machine gun parts flew into the sky.

The mortar moved the fastest, the barrel of the gun and the base were not very heavy, and several people trotted all the way to the next preset position.

And the heavy machine gun was not so fast, the base shelf had to be dismantled, and a few people had to carry it away, so if the transfer was a little slow, one of them was blown up, which made Commander Zhang feel so distressed that he was going to die, just like his father died, and he was so anxious that he scolded him.

"The mortar still doesn't give me the bridge-building force to blow up the devils? Those who are grinding, I don't believe that Lao Tzu killed you. ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "The mortars here are starting to fire at the devils who are building bridges in the river.

Because the Chinese army attaches great importance to mortars, almost all the smartest or most educated people in the army are used to learn to fight artillery, so mortarists are almost always the essence of a unit, and they are responsible for their brains.

Moreover, mortars are very expensive in ordinary troops, and even artillery shells are not much in reserve, whether in training or in battle, gunners are required to be proficient in refinement, strive to save ammunition, and hit the enemy to the maximum.

Therefore, many mortar gunners, generally in the second or third artillery, can hit stationary targets, and now the devil's bridge-building troops, which are of the nature of engineers, are in a hurry to complete the task, almost without any defense, and work quickly in the river.

And once they became the target of the Chinese mortars, there was almost no chance of escape, and a few mortar shells immediately rained down one after another.

At this time, you can't talk about saving shells, once you let the devil build the bridge, even if you save more shells, it will be in vain, it is possible to help the devil save, and finally become the devil's trophy, not only that, but even the life may be gone.

Rather than that, it's better to fight to the death now. So the mental elites in these troops, completely ignoring the danger of the devil's artillery tracking, desperately aimed and fired.

After a rain of mortar shells fell, the place where the devils built the bridge was shrouded in a barrage, and a rudimentary bridge pier had just been erected and was blown up.

The hundreds of sappers of the Devil's bridge-building unit were also scattered by the bombing, many of whom were killed on the spot, and some of them were close to the south bank of the Huai River, and they quickly fled back with rolling and crawling, and finally picked up a life.

"Mortar, run!"

Commander Zhang of the 337 Regiment of the 673rd Brigade gave a loud order, these mortars are his lifeblood, and these gunners are also baby bumps, and they cannot afford to make mistakes.

The gunners withdrew first, the ammunition men also dragged the shell boxes and desperately followed behind to retreat to safety, and the deputy gunners or junior apprentices, carrying the mortars, regardless of the hot barrels, also desperately followed.

What is a safe zone, no one knows, no one knows how far to run in order to run to a place that the devil's cannon can't hit, it all depends on the mood of the devil's cannon observers and gunners.

That's how it is on the battlefield, your own life is not in your own hands, but in the hands of the enemy, in the mood of the enemy, it's too sad.

The devil's cannon observer is really too good, within two minutes, he can calculate the data of the mortar position, this kind of small artillery, this kind of small curved artillery point, can be measured so quickly and accurately, not admirable.

If there are any special forces, or heavenly soldiers, the first thing to do is to kill the commanders, pilots, and artillery observers of the devils, these people are the most harmful.

Two minutes later, the devil's heavy artillery howitzer smashed in a roar, covering the mortar position and the surrounding area of about 200 meters with high-density artillery fire.

Fortunately, these mortars ran fast, otherwise under the attack of this super-saturated heavy artillery, even the soil would have turned into scorched earth, and people in it had almost no chance of survival, and they had no extravagant hope of wanting a whole corpse.

Seeing that they were about to successfully cross the river, the devils were dossing their hopes by the hateful Mortars of the Chinese Army, and in a fit of rage, they used artillery fire to vent their anger.

After turning that position into a scorched earth under a thick barrage, and then extending the artillery fire and expanding the striking area, I felt that as long as there were people and places with the appearance of positions, they were all trembling and trembling under the obscene power of the devil's artillery fire.

After a round of dark artillery bombardment, the devils rearranged their forces and began the second round of river crossing and assault, just like the previous one, while the speedboat transported troops and built bridges.

Why are the devils so uncreative, why are they so axial.

On the battlefield, troops with superior firepower may be less willing to use their brains and be more creative to play the art of tactics, but prefer to rely on powerful artillery fire and simply and rudely execute tactics.

I have a lot of strength, and I don't want to play tricks and beautiful postures with you, so I just beat you with a big hammer, simple and rough, hammer and hammer you, see how many times you can carry it, I can't carry it, and I won.

And the side with inferior firepower, such as the Chinese army, in the face of reality, has to sharpen its head and drill the tip of the horns, look for electrons everywhere, and must be mobile and flexible in order to avoid the devil's sledgehammer and effectively hit the devil's weak point.

When the 51st Army cooperated with the 31st Army to defend the front line of Mingguang, they learned a lot of such tactics from the Guangxi boys.

Because the 51st Army was a very powerful unit in the local faction in China, it was well equipped, and the soldiers were all northerners and northeasterners, and they were very strong, so in North China, it was a very good force.

But their tactics are average, relying on good weapons and big size, they like to put themselves in position with each other, one, two, three, one, two, three, in the past, to fight the northern troops in the country, of course this kind of fight is good.

But now that he has encountered the Japanese army with bigger and more powerful fists, this move will not work.

On the other hand, the Gui Army, people are small but flexible, the key is that the mind is also flexible, the 31st Army belongs to the newly built troops, most of the personnel are new soldiers, and the weapons and equipment are incomparable with the Gui elite steel Seventh Army.

How such a unit survives in the face of a more powerful Japanese army can only be a flexible victory, and when it confronted the 13th Division of the Japanese Army on the front line of the Mingguang River, it was to adopt mobile and flexible movement warfare.

The 13th Division was the elite division of the Japanese army and the leader of the field troops, and the Central Army, which had fought in Shanghai and Nanjing not long ago, had no strength to fight back.

But when you run into the 31st Army, there will be a headache for the 13th Division, and the Guangxi boys almost don't have a hard time with the devils, you come and I go, you go and I will pick up, you turn around and I'm gone, you pull the formation, I ignore you, as soon as you pay attention, I will flank you everywhere.