On a small hill forest near Henan Village, Sun Youdao jumped up after receiving Zhang Cheng's order, and shook his fist fiercely at the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info waited for so long, and it was finally the turn of the artillery brigade to show its skills, how could it not make Sun Youdao ecstatic.

With the order to attack Zhangcheng was issued, the artillery of the artillery brigade officially tore off its camouflage, and a slippery cannon showed its cold fangs, just waiting to bite the Japanese hard.

After the artillery of the field artillery wing of the 15th Brigade was captured, the artillery brigade now has a total of 30 field guns, 150 mountain guns, and more than 500 mortars.

In addition to the relatively small caliber of the cannons, there is no unit in the Chinese and Japanese armies that can compare with the instructor in terms of the number of artillery pieces.

Although each division of the Japanese army has a special artillery unit, they believe that to deal with the lack of artillery of the Chinese army, there is no need to use too much artillery, all the permanent divisions and regiments of the Japanese army generally have only fifty or sixty 75mm field guns, and only a few powerful divisions and regiments are equipped with 105mm howitzers.

Sun Youdao looked at the picture of the seven hundred artillery pieces lined up neatly, his heart was about to explode with joy, he forcibly endured the trembling voice, and decisively ordered: "Target: The Japanese field artillery position one thousand meters in front of the left, adjust the orientation at an angle of 55 degrees, and shoot rapidly!" ”

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

More than 700 pieces of artillery roared at the same time, and the entire large area began to shake for more than ten miles, and more than 700 dense shells smashed into the Japanese field artillery positions like meteor showers.

"Woohoo...... Woo Woo ......"

When Ichiro Ueno watched the countless shells whistling and flying, he didn't have time to make any action at all, just watched in amazement as countless shells smashed down, and then there was no more, Ueno Ichiro was blown to pieces by the shells for the first time, and flesh and bones flew all over the sky.

Ichiro Ueno suffered the same fate as many Japanese artillery on the field artillery position, originally these artillery were easily firing shells, leveling the position of the Eighth Route Army in the distance, but when they heard the sound of shells whistling and looked into the sky, they found countless shells smashing towards them, all of them changed their faces, and then they rushed to find a place to hide from the shells.

However, they soon despaired, because they believed that the Eighth Route Army did not have artillery and posed no threat to them, so they laid out their field artillery positions very rudimentarily and haphazardly, and dug their positions very shallowly, not even digging anti-artillery holes, and this time they had to taste the bitter fruit of their own rashness.

"Yaga! It's shelling, dodge! ”

The officers cried out in despair, leading the soldiers to rush and scurry, but it was all in vain, and when the shells fell, no matter whether they were officers or soldiers, they were blown to pieces.

The artillery on the field artillery position also suffered, the shells landed accurately on the gun carriage, one cannon after another was blown up in the air, and the Japanese artillery who was originally operating the artillery was torn to pieces on the spot, and even the soldiers who were not hit by the shells were hit by the cannon fragments that flew up by the sputtering, and the casualties were very heavy.

Some Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to escape the first round of shelling did not have time to take a breath, and the second round of shells arrived as scheduled, and a Japanese soldier watched the dense shells flying towards him and suddenly became so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but scream: "Mom! I want Mom! ”

can make the Japanese soldiers who regard human life as a mustard scared and call their mothers, which shows how much psychological blow the instructor's shelling caused to the Japanese army. It's a pity that it's useless to call Niang, the shells are cold-blooded and ruthless killing weapons, and they won't show mercy to their subordinates at all, "boom", the Japanese soldier who was so frightened that he called Niang was suddenly blown into a pile of minced meat and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The Japanese soldiers on the field artillery position ushered in an unprecedented catastrophe, and the instructor's artillery bombardment only carried out the second round, which killed and wounded more than half of them, and the remaining Japanese soldiers had long forgotten what the spirit of bushido was, abandoned the field artillery on the position, and only fled towards the periphery of the field artillery position.

The Japanese artillerymen who were hiding in the trenches did not escape the catastrophe, and they paid with their lives for the rashness and haul of the position, and the trenches that were dug superficially could not withstand the blows of the artillery, and they were blown down by shells at once, and the Japanese soldiers who were hiding in the trenches were buried alive.

"Amaterasu! This must not be true, how can there be so many artillery pieces on the Eighth Road? ”

The Japanese soldiers simply closed their eyes in the face of the rain of shells, hoping that everything that happened before they opened their eyes was a dream, but after they closed their eyes, they never had a chance to open them again, because they had been torn apart by the shells and returned to the arms of Amaterasu.

"Your Excellency, Commander of the Honda Brigade, have you seen it, the Eighth Route Army has gathered countless artillery to bombard our field artillery positions, and the field artillery wing is finished!" Seeing the tragic situation of the Japanese troops on the field artillery position from the binoculars, Nishimura Riwen Daisa said in a trembling voice.

"Why? Why did the Eighth Route Army have so much artillery? With so many artillery, even the most powerful division of the Imperial Army did not have it! At this moment, Honda Masato was no longer as complacent as before, but his hands trembled and slowly lowered the binoculars, obviously the instructor's bombardment had dealt a huge blow to him and made him collapse.

"Commander of the Honda Brigade, now is not the time to sigh, you have to quickly come up with a way to solve the current predicament, after the Eighth Route Army destroys our field artillery wing, it will soon be our turn to be an infantry wing."

"Yo Xi, what Nishimura-kun said is pinching, I want to immediately send a report to the commander of the Itagaki Division, asking for tactical guidance from His Excellency the Division Commander. By the way, there is also the Air Force, call for Air Force support! Honda Masasai finally reacted under Nishimura Riwin's reminder, and hurriedly asked Itagaki Seishiro for help, and called the air force to help.

However, two pieces of bad news soon came from the telegram, one was that the 9th Army of the Kuomintang on the main position in Nanhuaihua was very powerful, and the main force of the 5th Division was dragged down, and it was unable to reinforce it for a while; There is even worse news that the Yangmingbao airfield in Daixian was attacked by the Eighth Route Army last night, and the air force was unable to dispatch, and the airfield in Shijiazhuang was too far away from the Xinkou battlefield to be beyond the reach of the whip.

"Eight! What's going on? Why is the bad news coming one after another, is the sky going to destroy my many political materials? Honda Masasai felt a hint of despair, as if he had run out of gas.

Nishimura Lewin is also very anxious, there is no way to ask for help, after the artillery unit of the Eighth Route Army solves the field artillery wing, it will soon be the turn of the infantry wing, and the 42nd wing brought by himself from the fifth division is also very likely to be shattered, what should I do?

Looking at the depressed Honda Masasai, Nishimura Lewin turned his heart: "Maybe I should take the 42nd Wing to go first, the mixed second brigade of Honda Masasai is no longer saved." That's it, as the saying goes: Dead friends don't die poor, let the second brigade drag the Eighth Route Army. ”