Chapter 162 Terrifying Farm Tools
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Hu Lian is a person who understands, and the fact that Dinghai was bombarded by cannon clusters for half an hour made him dare not use the remaining 20 or so 75mm mountain guns for fire support, which would undoubtedly be self-defeating.
The half-hour bombardment knocked out seventy percent of the 75mm mountain guns on his artillery position, and Hu Lian didn't dare to imagine what kind of retaliation he would incur if he fired again. Artillery to artillery? Hu Lian wanted to do this, but he didn't have the range, and he couldn't reach the artillery positions on the other side, so he had to do it in a hurry.
Once upon a time, Chiang's army had lost its weapons and advanced into the fig leaf of zuihou.
The 67th Army was stationed at its headquarters in a forcibly requisitioned civilian house in Dinghai City, and the operational staff officers were still talking about the overwhelming and powerful artillery fire that had been overwhelming two hours earlier.
"Where did the giant artillery come from? It's a group of bandits who aren't afraid of death, but it's even worse now, but how can people fight it? A staff officer muttered quietly, the bandit at this moment has become a supply army in his mouth.
"Eighty percent of them are new cannons aided by the Soviet Union, which is really bloody. The caliber of this shell is at least 150mm or more, and the Soviet Union is really willing to sell such a sharp weapon of the country. The other staff officer shook his head and said plaintively.
A staff officer who was busy drawing and marking according to the latest summary of the situation given by the communications office said without raising his head: "Nonsense, these communists are originally wearing a pair of pants, even jet fighters are sold, and what can't be sold for artillery." Judging from the telegrams sent back by the warring troops at the front, the firepower of the supply army has become unprecedentedly strong, saying that everyone has a submachine gun! β
The first staff officer to provoke the topic glared and said, "I don't believe it! It would be nice to have a submachine gun for 300 people, and they must have concentrated all their submachine guns on the assault fire group, as they had done before. One for each person, hmph, I can't afford to equip the pants for the army even if I sell them. β
The complaining staff officer said: "I believe it a little, you see how fierce the offensive of the supply army is, and the speed of the brothers is finished in one division per hour." In the past, no matter how bad it was, a division could always fight all day. β
The staff officer who changed the battle map lowered his voice and said, "Don't say anything, beware of being heard by the military seat." Look at this picture, the situation is worrying......"
The 193rd Regiment finally completely blocked the westward passage between Qingling Village and Maolingkou on the north and south roads of Yancang, and the 218th and 385th Divisions of Hu Lian's 67th Army had been completely blocked by the 193rd Regiment from the gate of the western area of Dinghai. The 67th Army stayed in the eastern area of Dinghai and couldn't come over, so it was in a hurry.
Huo Hongkun, the commander of the 385th Division of the 67th Army, was really forced by Hu Lian to be anxious, and he blocked the Maolingkou mountain road and held back the fire. Displeased with his pig-like teammates of the 219th Division, he got out of the jeep blocked on the side of the road and ordered:
"The divisional law team will go up and arrest the deserters of the 219th Division, as long as they are facing east, they will all be arrested by me. Let the military team reorganize them and escort them to Lao Tzu Chong from behind, damn it! Whoever dares to run away should be punished on the spot. Lao Tzu will tear his face today, and then reason with Zhou Shouguan after this battle. β
This kind of thing is also common in the national army, and the soldiers who escaped from the rear troops often use the military law team to gather them together and reorganize them, form a death squad, and hold them from behind like ducks, and tell these soldiers to rush forward with a rifle each. The purpose of this is twofold, one is to consume the ammunition of our army. Second, it can also take some role in deterring the soldiers of the army, killing chickens and showing monkeys.
Although Huo Hongkun did not expect these people to be able to break down the defense line of the supply army on the opposite side, he could at least delay the attack of the supply army. What's more, these people are too blocked, and it's better to die than to live.
Huo Hongkun said to the adjutant beside him restlessly: "Today's situation, trapped on an island and dead, if you don't fight with your will to die, you will die with the whole army." Just after the battle between the bandits and the 219th Division, they are bound to be tired, and the ammunition will run out. β
"The master is wise!"
"Don't worry, I'll follow you to the death!"
Huo Hongkun saw that the cronies around him were still confident before departure, so he nodded, stopped talking, and sat back in his jeep.
The most difficult problem for the 385th Division at present is still the armored vehicles and tanks that are blocked in the valley. By this time they had already driven all the infantry off the trucks. Stuffing the straw and branch sacks on the car under the wheels of the motor vehicle, there was no good road in the land of China these days, and Jiang Jun was used to this kind of rainy march with branches, and each car was padded with some branches and straw.
Because of the rain in the Maolingkou Valley for the past two days, the rain has gathered from the mountains again, and the dirt road in the valley has become muddy. Tracked tanks are not bad, but they are not afraid of mud with tracked drives. But the rubber wheels of the copycat armored car made directly by wrapping iron sheets in trucks were already covered with mud, slippery and turning straight in place, except for throwing muddy water into the sky, nothing else could move.
At this time, we can only count on those troop trucks to drag these nondescript armored vehicles, after all, troop transport trucks are not as light as iron, but this road is muddy so that troop transport trucks have already slowed down, and it is really sad to have to tow armored vehicles after padding firewood and grass. The infantry of the 385th Division had become mud monkeys at this time, their faces were black and white, black was mud, and white was rain.
After the 193rd Regiment took the salt warehouse, Li Sijiu decisively stopped the pursuit. According to the air force reconnaissance report sent by the division headquarters, there were large enemy forces moving westward along the two passages, one south and one north, and the target was Yancang.
At present, the 193rd Regiment has overfulfilled its task, moving the defensive line from Ya'ao Ridge and Luotou Ridge in the west to Qingling Pass and Maoling Pass east of Yancang. If it moves further east, the strength of the 193rd Regiment may not be enough to consolidate the occupied area, so it is time to put away the offensive posture and turn to defense.
Li Sijiu ordered the regimental headquarters to quickly load up the 107mm rocket artillery and aim at the remnants of the 219th Division and the reinforcements of the 385th Division that were blocked in the Maoling Valley.
Li Sijiu ordered: "All the two base ammunition are all gone, don't keep them, give me a punctual shot, and if you can't hit it, you will kick your ass when you go back!" β
The 193-mm rocket artillery company under the 107th regiment received the order and immediately began assembling the Type 63 107mm rocket launcher.
Ever since the 107mm rocket launchers were acquired by the reequipped units, the heads of the units have been fascinated by this weapon. This thing is completely a field weapon tailored for light infantry.
The light weight of the 107mm rocket, with only 18.8 kg per shell, is exactly enough for an infantry to carry one without much effort, making it ideal for individual carrying. The rocket launcher weighs 385 kg in a marching state and can be easily disassembled to become, with more than two dozen parts. The maximum weight of the individual parts after disassembly is not more than 30 kg.
In order to meet the requirements of the human back, the decomposed parts are also very humanized in the structure size, which can be summed up as: the upper neck (easy to raise the head), the lower hips (easy to step), the wide shoulder (easy to pass), the center of gravity close to the body (to prevent twisting the waist). Such a user-friendly design is rare among weapons of this age.
Therefore, the Type 63 107mm rocket launcher is most suitable for light infantry who lack motor vehicles and pay attention to flexible field marching.
The People's Liberation Army in 1950 also only had light infantry, and Xiaoqiang's choice was undoubtedly correct.
The fighters of the rocket artillery company of the 193 regiment were busy with the usual training, skillfully combining the various parts of the rocket artillery. The assembled 107mm rocket launcher was covered in mud and looked like a farm implement. In fact, in 2011, there were indeed a lot of military fans who called this a farm tool. But this kind of agricultural tool, half a century after his advent to the present day, is the one with the strongest firepower among the three major artifacts of guerrilla warfare. So much so that it became a nightmare for a certain king's division overseas.
After assembly, eight 107-mm rocket launchers of the 193rd Regiment were fired at the valley one by one. A twelve-barreled rocket launcher can complete a salvo in only 7 to 9 seconds.
The 107mm rockets rolled noodles along the valley to the east, and from the sky, it looked like a huge firecracker.
The two base ammunition carried by the 193 regiment were completely finished after two salvos.
However, this is more than enough.
After these two salvos, the muddy Maolingkou mountain road has become a burning hell. Black smoke and firelight obscured the narrow sky of the valley.
From the cold and damp mud at the beginning, to the current firelight and heat wave, it was only ten minutes before and after. However, the officers and men of the surviving 219th and 385th Divisions felt like a world away.
The Chiang soldiers, who had marched desperately in the mud pits of the valley, began to flee, desperately climbing towards the mountains on either side, no longer paying attention to the hopeless war for them. The 192 rockets of the 107-mm rocket launcher with a radius of 17 meters rolled eastward in a carpet manner, bringing endless death to this valley of despair.
Only by climbing the mountain can you get a way to live, everyone understands. Artillery fire like the one in the morning, a second round, a third round, a fourth round...... There is no living creature left in the valley......
In addition to the thousands of infantry killed on the spot, a large number of lit trucks and armored vehicles burned in the drizzle that seemed to never stop. It makes you feel like it's half sea water and half fire......
Huo Hongkun hid in the woods on the side of the mountain, protecting the crooked military hat on his head with one hand that was almost slipping off, looking at this scene of heavy casualties, he cried, as if all his emotions were spurted out at once:
"I don't understand! Where is there so much artillery for the army! So many cannons! In the morning, the cannon was in a hurry, half of Lao Tzu's armored car was gone, and the soldiers were not seen. Now there are so many large-caliber artillery fires, and Lao Tzu still hasn't exchanged fire with the supply army. β
He wiped his face, and continued to scold with tears in his eyes: "If it continues to bombard like this, Lao Tzu, the mechanized armored division, is afraid that he will not wait to see the supply army, so he will break it in half." I don't understand! The president said that the rabble for the army, does the rabble have so many artillery? Does the rabble have such dense firepower? If the 385th Division continues like this, it will all be confessed to this mud ditch! β
The staff officer beside Huo Hongkun hurriedly handed over a wet handkerchief and comforted: "Division, we still have a chance, the tanks are still there, and there are more than a hundred armored vehicles, as long as they rush out, they will definitely be able to push the supply army back." β
Huo Hongkun held back his tears and said disheartenedly: "You and I are both graduates of military academies, you don't have to comfort me anymore, there are so many artillery for the army, and the gods can't win when they come, I have been repeatedly promoted by the military seat, but I have no face to run, if you want to leave, I won't stop you." β
Everyone felt sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox, and said in unison: "I am willing to follow the master to the end." β
Huo Hongkun was silent, he wiped the rain and tears on his face, gathered the nerves that had collapsed under the bombardment, and desperately waited for the second round of bombardment of more than 100 large-caliber artillery pieces that he had guessed in his mind.
But...... The supply army is no longer fighting......
Huo Hongkun, who had never seen a rocket artillery attack, certainly wouldn't understand that the artillery cluster that made him cry just now was a battle made by just eight Type 63 107mm 12-tube rocket launchers.
In his mind, this almost a hundred artillery pieces were aiming at his dense formation at close range, and a single blow was nearly a thousand lives, and today the whole army was bound to be annihilated in this valley. Who would have thought that the supply army was stopped at this moment and suddenly stopped shelling.
Huo Hongkun just didn't understand Weishenme, he didn't understand it.
War is cruel because it is always accompanied by death. But war is inevitable, power comes out of the barrel of a gun, without political power, the people have no future and no hope, the working people are not masters of their own affairs, and the Chinese cannot really stand up; It is impossible for the Chinese to be unified; The Chinese cannot be strong; The Chinese can only be pariahs forever in the forest of the Shijie nation.
Status is played, not given by others. The face is earned by oneself, not by the master. New China does not recognize godfathers, nor does it rely on thighs. Everything we get is bought with our efforts and our blood.
This is the most industrious, diligent, wise and brave people in Shijie. She has sunk, she has been confused, she has suffered, she has been insulted. Because of this, he understood the meaning of war.
The republic loves peace, and because of this, the republic understands that sometimes only war can be exchanged for peace, and only war can defend peace.
We love peace, but we are not afraid of war.
When we solemnly declare that the Chinese have stood up from now on, we are telling Shijie that from now on, whoever tries to be the godfather of the Chinese, the Chinese will beat him as a grandson. Even if Big Brother is shameless, we will turn our faces.
At this moment, it was already half past nine, and the landing craft appeared again on the beach of Zhoujiayuan, and this was the second landing of the 83 landing craft. This time, they brought all the remaining 22nd and 64th divisions of the 66th Army. The 64th and 66th Divisions carried relatively few supplies, and they were tasked with reinforcing the vanguard of the 65th Division on a high-speed march, so more than 20,000 people did not bring any caliber artillery except for the dismantled 107mm rocket launchers.
More than 20,000 people crammed the landing craft to the brim, and even the cockpit was over. The boat rushed to the beach, and the 64th and 66th divisions, like refugees who had been saved, hula-la-la, went up and down the beach. But looking at the equipment on this body, it really doesn't look like a refugee. Like the 65th Division, they are also neatly reloaded, and they are also full of grenades, but their ammunition is not double-loaded like the 65th Division.