Chapter 503 is a cannon, and everyone is lying down

"Boom ......"

With the sound of artillery, a seven-to-five-millimeter shell exploded less than 20 meters away from Wang Yilong, and the dust flew into Wang Yilong's foxhole.

After the smoke cleared, Wang Yilong shook the dirt on his body, grabbed the 'ant-type' submachine gun in his hand and continued to shoot forward, and the faint sound of the 'ant-type' submachine gun sounded again.

"Da da click" only fired a shuttle of bullets, and the firing pin was empty.

The ammunition pack was empty in front of the mōxiōng, Wang Yilong shook his head helplessly, the paratroopers belong to the light infantry, and the ammunition they can carry is naturally very limited, and after a night of fighting, the ammunition they originally carried on their bodies has already been almost gone.

After pulling on the side, he pulled a small 38-type rifle and two ammunition packs that he picked up last night to his side, and after loading five bullets one by one, he pulled the bolt of the gun, aiming at a small figure more than 200 meters in front of him, and the "eight hooks" were a shot, and the figure immediately lay down and never moved again.

"The little devil's gun is accurate." Wang Yilong muttered in his mouth, and he was a little unaccustomed to pulling the bolt of the gun and loading a bullet.

Zhang Lingfu stood in a command post dug out of the situation and observed the battle situation in front of him.

After the 1st Airborne Division parachuted in last night, Zhang Lingfu gathered his troops while fighting, and he barely managed to gather his troops until almost dawn. After counting the number of people, it was found that the original army of more than 15,000 people had only now gathered more than 9,300 people, and nearly 6,000 people were killed or missing in battle. It's all this damn terrain, North Korea is originally a mountainous and complex terrain, such terrain is very unsuitable for parachuting, many soldiers were not killed in battle but fell to death, and some soldiers even fell into the pond and drowned after being entangled in umbrellas. Thinking of the data reported by the commanders of the troops, Zhang Lingfu's originally somewhat grim face was now full of anger.

No one in the command post made a sound, only the sound of 'tick-tock' from the radio was echoing.

"Division, Commander Liu ordered us to hold on for another twelve hours, and then the First Armored Division will come to make peace with us." A newspaper operator stood up to report.

"Got it!" Zhang Lingfu did not express obvious joy after hearing this, and Zhang Changbo, the chief of staff on the side, knew that Zhang Lingfu was worried that the airborne division would suffer too many casualties under the onslaught of the Japanese army, and that the ammunition of the troops was almost exhausted, but they had nothing to do now.

"Report, the East China Sea Fleet sent a telegram asking about our location and saying that it can give us air support and naval artillery support in twenty minutes!"

"What? The Navy is also coming. At this time, the generals of the Chinese Army had not yet realized how powerful it was to be supported by the fleet. It is no wonder that in the past, just being bullied with naval guns, no one thought that one day they would be able to get the support of their own fleet.

Zhang Lingfu was overjoyed, although he had not participated in the battle of sending Shanghai to Shanghai, nor had he seen the power of naval guns, but he had heard that the main guns on battleships could hit dozens of kilometers away, and carrier-based aircraft could also provide ground support.

"Good!" Zhang Lingfu barely suppressed the joy on his face, "Immediately report our location to Chief Shen and ask them to immediately give us air support and artillery support." Then order the forward troops to contact the fleet at once and direct the artillery fire of our battleships. "Although Zhang Lingfu is arrogant, he is not a person who does not know how to be flexible, and he is a fool if he does not need support.

The East China Sea Fleet hurried and finally arrived in the waters of Dingzhou at 1:50 p.m.

There is no decent port in Dingzhou, and only small fishing boats of more than ten tons can be docked in a small port, and large warships are absolutely unable to drive in. The East China Sea Fleet came to a stop five kilometers from the coast of Dingzhou. All the warships turned their hulls in the direction of Dingzhou, and at the same time, the guns were slowly moving, and at the same time, dozens of D-6 'dreadnought' dive bombardment and F6F 'big wildcats' were skipped on the decks of the two aircraft carriers.

"Da Da Da" was being targeted by a Japanese heavy machine gun of the 92 type, Wang Yilong jumped into another foxhole.

"Lianza, the division headquarters informed us that the East China Sea Fleet has arrived outside the port of Dingzhou, and we can call for naval guns and air reinforcements through their channels." A communications soldier crawled into Wang Yilong's foxhole with a radio on his back, and there was a big rock in front of this paratrooper pit, where Wang Yilong was panting for breath.

"What? Support! At the end of the day, Wang Yilong's ears were full of requests for support from his subordinates, and he never thought that he would also receive support one day.

Wang Yilong snatched the microphone, took the headset off the head of the communication soldier and hurriedly brought it on, and suddenly heard a cold female voice in his ears: "This is the Dingyuan ship, this is the Dingyuan ship, we are ready to support you with artillery fire at any time, please report your location, please report your location!" ”

"Lao Tzu is finally looking forward to this day!" At this moment, Wang Yilong's face was full of cows, and he suddenly felt that the cold voice coming from the headset at this time was more cordial than his own mother.

"Dingyuan, Dingyuan, this is the third company of the third regiment and one battalion of the first airborne division, our position is, direction, please cover with artillery fire three hundred meters in front of us!" Wang Yilong's voice trembled a little.

"Understood, please inform the nearby soldiers to do a good job of concealment, we will conduct a test fire first, and then you tell us the point of impact, so that we can modify the trajectory." After saying this in the headset, he was silent.

"Cut, haven't you seen it before? also let Lao Tzu's people hide, the brothers are hidden, what if the devil takes the opportunity to rush in? Wang Yilong secretly slandered in his heart, but then there was a hint of fascination on his face, "Why are there female soldiers on the warship, the voice of the girl just now is really crisp, it's just too cold." Wang Yilong shook his head, threw down his headset, and lay down behind the rocks to admire what the legendary naval artillery support was like.

On the sea thirty-three kilometers away from Wang Yilong's position, a triple turret of the Dingyuan ship began to rotate slowly, and the gunners in the turret began to get busy.

The Type 94 naval gun on the Dingyuan is currently the largest naval gun in the world, and the 460-millimeter-caliber cannon can send 1,360-kilogram high-explosive shells to a place 45 kilometers away.

"The elevation angle is twenty-one, the direction is zero thirty-six, and the high-explosive bomb enters the chamber!" With the order given by the gun commander, the horizontal and high and low hands were busy turning the cannon, and the ammunition hand was busy loading.

"Ready!"

"Put!"

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a puff of smoke poured out of the huge cannon muzzle, and was then blown away by the bitter cold wind.

"Woo......" A rumbling sound like a train whistle came from the southwest, and most of the soldiers on both sides of the war looked at the sky in some dismay. Only a handful of well-informed officers and veterans, whose faces turned pale in an instant, did not make any dodging moves, but simply closed their eyes, as if waiting for the verdict of fate.

"Bang Bang"

After the explosion sounded, Wang Yilong, who was originally hiding behind the boulder, only felt that his body seemed to leave him in an instant, and there was only a burst of "buzzing" tinnitus in his ears, and the balance system of his whole body seemed to have a problem. At this time, the only thing Wang Yilong could do was to lean against the back of the boulder and open his mouth wide, like a hippopotamus starved of water.

As if a century had passed, or perhaps only a few minutes had passed, Wang Yilong, who had regained some strength, poked his head out from behind the boulder and observed a small hill with a slightly higher terrain four hundred meters in front of him, where there were originally entrenched three Tǐng Type 92 heavy machine guns and a squadron. Today, they were the ones who overwhelmed Wang Yilong and them, and now that small hill and the more than 100 Japanese troops entrenched on it miraculously disappeared. Instead, there was a large crater about 200 meters wide, which was estimated by Wang Yilong's visual inspection.

Is it the power of naval guns? Wang Yilong's face twisted strangely, and his expression seemed as weird as it was.

Just as Wang Yilong was still immersed in the power of the explosion of the ship's guns, he suddenly felt that someone was shaking his shoulders vigorously, "Sir, sir, the people of the fleet want to talk to you." ”

Wang Yilong turned his head and saw that it was the correspondent who was pushing himself. Just now, the boy who was afraid of death was very obedient and obediently did the way when the recruits were trained, lying on his stomach in the foxhole, covering his ears with his hands, and opening his mouth wide to take a deep breath. was also teased by Wang Yilong as the recruits were most afraid of artillery, but now it seems that people are afraid of being right, and they are a big fool who claims to be veterans!

Wang Yilong, who had not yet eased up, took the earphones and put them to his ear, and then the somewhat cold voice just now came, "Three, three?" Please report the point of impact, we can correct the trajectory, do we need to get closer? ”

"No, no, it's close enough." Wang Yilong's head involuntarily shook like a wave-breaking drum, "The position of the shelling just now is too close, and then correct it a hundred meters back, sixty meters to the left, and three salvos!" ”

"Understood, move back 100 meters, 60 meters to the left."

Wang Yilong, who dropped the headphones, jumped into the deepest crater next to him and shouted: "Brothers, it's here!" Get down, everybody! ”RO@。