Today's third shift, tired to death, rest and rest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

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"All the surrounding troops are in place, so there's no problem with counterattacking in advance, right?" Liu Chen looked at Ma Biao inquiringly.

"With the speed of cavalry, after receiving orders, you can rush to the battlefield within an hour." Ma Biao saw Yang Tianfeng nodded, and immediately turned his head to the operator and said, "Send a telegram to the first brigade and the second brigade, and order them to immediately dispatch and surround the battlefield." ”

"Send a telegram to Guo's detachment, set off immediately, approach the enemy's right flank, and launch a fierce attack." Yang Tianfeng gave an order to the staff officer.

Suddenly lost air supremacy, Yoshimoto Sakae didn't react for a long time. He was in disbelief, the enemy in the defensive position was tenacious, the armored assault failed, and even the locust army's most relied on air superiority was quickly lost.

At this time, Yoshimoto Eisaku suddenly felt a crisis, and he had doubts about the confidence he had been having. The enemy's strength was unexpectedly strong, and the 1st Cavalry Division, which had been the main target, seemed to have never shown up. Riding a division, with more than 8,000 horses, is it secretly watching, waiting for the locust army to be exhausted and consumed, and then swarming in......

"Power the wellhead, ask where they are." Yoshimoto Eisaku did not make a decision immediately, but wanted to know the position of the other friendly forces before making judgments and adjustments.

Soon, a telegram came from the wellhead that they were being blocked by the enemy near the town of Anling and were attacking.

Measuring on the map, Yoshimoto Eisaku was a little relieved, the distance was only more than thirty miles, which was really not too far for mechanized troops.

Just when Yoshimoto Eisaku was shocked by the loss of air superiority and sent a telegram to inquire about it, the three columns of heavy mortars that had received the order had been quickly moved out of their shelters, set up, and pointed directly at the calculated target.

Originally, Yang Tianfeng was going to use this trump card after nightfall, but without the threat of the devil's plane, he had to take the lead in defeating the biggest threat - the devil's heavy artillery.

"The telegram has been communicated, and our fighters have flown over the enemy's artillery positions and can conduct calibration." The voice of the staff officer's report was loud, and it was really heartening to have gained air superiority for the first time after so many battles.

Yang Tianfeng picked up the phone and gave a brief order directly to artillery expert Wang Guang, "Start the test firing." ”

A moment later, the telegraph operator read out the telegram he had received, "The shells are 20 dense to the east, the range is insufficient, and the gap is 50 meters. ”

Yang Tianfeng immediately repeated the deviation of the test firing to Wang Guang on the phone, and gave the order to adjust the salvo.

Suppressing and counter-suppressing, taking advantage of the fact that the devil's artillery had not yet figured out the position of the test-fired shell, and also taking advantage of the devil's heavy artillery to be heavy and difficult to move, the first strike was strong, and the devil was dealt a fierce blow. According to the data of the Anti-Japanese War, the devils who lost their superiority in artillery fire will have their combat strength reduced by at least one-third.

After firing Zhu Yuan corrected, the twenty mortars roared almost simultaneously, flying through the sky with screaming shells, flying over a distance of more than four kilometers, and smashing fiercely into the devil's heavy artillery position.

Looking down from the air, the shells with a deadly scream, arcing, and constantly falling. The devil's heavy artillery position shook for a while, and the cannon roared. It was certain that this was a successful attack, because Sun Gang and Gao Fengge saw the devil artillery hiding in disarray, the heavy artillery was blown over and overturned, and parts were splashed into the air.

As soon as the dirt kicked off by dozens of high-explosive bombs fell, dozens of gelled ****** struck violently, and as soon as the stormy waves on the devil's position stopped, a raging fire ignited again.

On the ground, on ammunition boxes, on artillery shells, on shells, on heavy artillery, on people, viscous gelled gasoline was splashed everywhere, and flames were bubbling. The devils were screaming, rolling on the ground, jumping around like crazy, but the flames that burned the invaders were so tenacious and so difficult to extinguish.

"Well fried, well burned." Gao Fengge applauded while sending a telegram and continued to make corrections for the artillery.

Sun Gang was concentrating on driving the plane around, the muscles on his face beating from time to time, his teeth clenched, trying to suppress the pleasure of revenge.

Rumble! With a loud bang, a column of dirt and smoke more than ten meters high rose from the ground, and the heavy artillery shells placed on the position were detonated. A close heavy cannon collapsed like a toy, stumps and broken arms, parts and debris were thrown into the air, and craters more than ten meters in diameter appeared on the ground.

Boom, boom, boom...... The martyrs and bombings came one after another, and the devils tasted the taste of heavy artillery, and the martyrdom also intensified the destruction of the artillery positions.

The heavy shelling lasted just over two minutes, with nearly two hundred shells pouring on the enemy's artillery positions. In addition, the detonation of heavy artillery shells and the burning of gelled ****** made the artillery position of the devil full of holes and craters, and eight heavy artillery pieces were completely destroyed, and most of the devil's artillery were killed and wounded.

"Look for the devil's command center, short- and medium-range artillery positions, and infantry assembly sites." Gao Fengge greedily and nostalgically glanced at the miserable situation of the devil on the ground, and conveyed the order to Sun Gang.

"Understood!" Sun Gang let out a smooth breath and a happy smile appeared on his face.

The devil's heavy artillery was almost completely destroyed, and the heavy force of the three columns became the weapon with the longest range and the highest security. Capture the thief and capture the king first, and destroy the enemy's command center; Or continue to weaken the artillery firepower of the devils and create conditions for a general attack.

The heavy blows came one after another, making Yoshimoto Eisaku's head a little dizzy, and he was stunned for a long time. What the locust army relies on to win, of course, is not troops, but firepower. The plane was shot down, the tank was destroyed, and the heavy artillery was finished, and Yoshimoto Eisaku didn't know what to do for a while.

It's not that Yoshimoto lacks combat experience, but that the blow was too sudden, too unexpected, too violent, and completely subverted his thinking. Falling from the top to the abyss, the contrast is too great, and it is difficult for anyone to adapt quickly.

The humming engine sounded overhead, and under the anxious urging of the staff officer, Yoshimoto realized that this was an enemy plane, which was another experience he had never experienced.

Rumble! The explosion sounded not far away, and Eisaku Yoshimoto's eyes rang out, and he finally regained his senses. This is the enemy's test firing, the kind of long-range artillery, it is enough to hit here, and it may be hit here soon.

"Transfer, anti-artillery." Yoshimoto Eisaku roared, and accompanied by several staff officers, walked out of the headquarters quickly.

With a scream of death, the cannonballs flew one after another, exploding one after another, and occasionally there were clusters of flames that flashed and scattered into countless flames.

Yoshimoto stumbled along, when a staff officer suddenly knocked him down and pressed his body against Yoshimoto's body. Before Yoshimoto could ask anything, he heard a loud explosion in his ears, a hot and sticky mass of something sticking to his face, and a pungent smell of sulfur rushed into his lungs, and then he didn't know anything......

The Chinese soldiers, who were seven or eight times more numerous than the devils, besieged from all directions, and even the troops who held their positions attacked the devils in front of them under the cover of the 120 heavy and 82 mortars, as well as the Jin mountain cannons launched from various shelters, and stuck to the devils' footsteps.

The devils lost their commanders, lost their heavy artillery, mountain artillery and infantry artillery were also suppressed, and what was even more unfortunate was that the planes in the sky were constantly directing the opponent's artillery and bombarding the assembled devils fiercely.

The devils of a squadron, amid the hysterical and frantic shouts of the squadron leader, rushed to meet them and took hold on the spot, trying to block the attack from the opposite side. But soon, the shells of the 82 mortar fell on the positions hastily constructed by the devils. The fire was burning, and the devil on fire was churning and screaming like a dying fish in a pot, and the devil who stepped forward to fight the flames for his companion was also stained with sticky incendiary material, and ended up with the same fate as his companion, and fell to the ground with a charred ugly face.

Yang Tianfeng only asked the arsenal to transform the 82 mortar and the 120 heavy mortar shells into gelled ******, because the shells were large and easier to process and manufacture. And the amount of ammunition that has been hoarded for more than two months, as well as the ammunition that is still being transported, is enough for him to have a luxury.

It has always been the devil's artillery that has the advantage, not to mention high-level weapons like incendiary bombs, which are also exclusive to devils without exception. Because of this, the devil was caught off guard, and the effect of suddenly using gelled ****** was very good.

Moreover, the incendiary bomb not only burned the devil, but also the poisonous smoke produced, as well as the rapid consumption of surrounding oxygen, caused a lot of damage to the panicked devil.

Looking down from the sky, on the wide battlefield, there were explosions of fire and rising smoke everywhere. The devil wolf rushed to deal with it on all sides. On the periphery, to the north and west, two brigades of cavalry were massing on the side, rapidly approaching, and exchanging fire; To the south and east, thousands of infantry were compressing the enemy and dividing it.

Killing, or killing. On the battlefield, the soldiers on both sides of the battle were left with only this single thought. The fighting was fierce, and bloody white-knuckle kills had already begun in some places.

Liu Dachuan held his rifle and pointed it at the other party. In a short moment, the soldiers representing the two countries, who also had yellow skin and black eyes, confronted each other, their eyes glared at each other, there was no anger in their eyes, only cold killing intent and a little confusion.

This may seem like a long moment, but it's actually just a moment. The devil's chest was suddenly hit hard, and a cloud of iron sand hit his chest with flesh and blood. The devil's rifle was taken off and fell to the ground heavily, and the wide-eyed corpse also fell.

The veteran's smoke-blackened face appeared next to him, and he thrust the bullet with a sharp click.

"Don't hesitate, kill him a dog× his mother × raised!" The veteran had a hideous face and roared at Liu Dachuan.

Liu Dachuan swallowed his saliva and nodded vigorously. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found a gray-green shadow, and he turned around quickly, blocking the bayonet of a devil. At this time, thousands of assassination drills finally showed results, almost subconsciously moved, he stepped closer, the butt of the gun smashed on the head of the Japanese soldier, and there was a terrible sound of bone cracking. (To be continued.) )