The noisy shouting, debriefing, and radio chirping of the staff officers in the headquarters of the 102nd Infantry Division Headquarters converged into a peculiar jiāo symphony.

Different from those young midshipman staff officers and communications personnel, Hu Lian, as the commander of the 102nd Division, could not see a trace of a smile on his serious face at this moment, looking at the two arrows on the sand table, Hu Lian's expression became tighter and tighter, and then Hu Lian looked at the young communication staff officer not far away.

"How are the Air Force Stuka bombers preparing for the bombing of enemy positions! And what about the vigilance of enemy naval aviation? ”

The sharp eyes of the division commander made the young communications staff officer's heart tighten. I felt a cold sweat break out on my back.

"Report ...... Report. Sir. The Stuka bomber group has taken off from the Wuxi field airfield on time. Follow the time. At this time, an air attack should have been launched on the enemy's position! And our group of curved planes has also taken off and started to be vigilant! When the communications staff officer reported, he gradually regained a trace of military self-confidence.

At this time, a staff officer dragged a phone and ran over a little nervously. Almost desperately, he stretched out the phone in front of Hu Liandi.

"Sir, phone! It's Chief Su! ”

Su Tong, who was holding the phone at the Zhangjiakou Seventh Theater Command, paced back and forth, his face a little nervous and excited.

"Damn, this war job is really not something that ordinary people can do, buddies have such a little nervousness in the rear" Don't advance the line! Su Tong secretly laughed at his nervousness in his heart, although he had not been on the front line, nor had he never commanded a big battle, let alone the battle of a division. But this time it was in the face of strong pressure from the Japanese navy, army and air force, "and he only had the strength of one division in Shanghai, which could not help but make Su Tong feel depressed and uneasy."

Because Su Tong knew how badly he fought in the Battle of Songhu in later generations, in the face of the combined attack of the powerful army, navy and air force of the Japanese himself. Often, if a 356-millimeter shell from the Japanese navy's naval guns came down, if it hit the target, the strength of a battalion would be reimbursed in an instant.

It was the influence of this known history on Su Tong that caused Su Tong to be uneasy. In history, "how miserable the war between Huaxia and Japan was, everyone on the earth knew that it was this kind of victory that was not a victory, and Su Tong had to be highly nervous. Even if he had a first-class army in Asia at this time, this did not make him completely reassured.

"Never look at the day himself!" This is the advice of countless benevolent and wise men in later generations! Any country or Mu person who looks at the day himself will pay a terrible price for it! Russians, Americans, British...... Of course, it also includes the Chinese people!

Hu Lian took the phone in some surprise.

"Hello sir!" Although separated by thousands of miles, Hu Lian was still used to straightening his waist.

"How's the battle going?" Hearing the voice on the other end, Su Tong immediately asked.

"Report sir, the shelling is still going on! We are also about to start the operation to reclaim Baoshan! Hu Lian's voice on the other end of the phone was also a little nervous.

Su Tong nodded, is the blood ròu mill in Baoshan and Luodian still the same as before?

"I see!" , suddenly, "Su Tong's heart moved.

"Bo yù, you immediately send the phone to the front line, I want to listen to the sound of artillery!"

"Yes! Sir! ”

"Take the call to Wang Qinglong of the Fourth Artillery Division!" , Hu Lian's voice was faintly heard in the telephone receiver.

At this time, on the artillery positions of the 4th Artillery Division, which was located in the wilderness, every cannon, howitzer, and even mortar fired an average of twenty to fifty rounds of rapid shè in the first round of artillery preparation, and the fire kept on and on, so that many of the barrels were red, and the gunners had to stop and catch their breath. The well-trained, burly loaders had been able to feed dozens of shells in a row, and their arms were so sore that they could no longer push the shells, so much so that they had to change loaders halfway through.

"Substitution!" As soon as he found that the shè was rapidly descending, the gun commander, whose throat had been choked by the smoke of gunpowder, was a little hoarse, immediately shouted loudly, "In order to ensure the fastest artillery fire, each squad and platoon have temporarily strengthened several ammunition and loaders.

The loader, who had been waiting impatiently in the rear, threw his asbestos gloves into the bucket with his right hand, soaked it in water, and immediately rushed to the gun emplacement, loaded the shell with his fist, and in order to speed up the shè, "the loaders did not use a pusher stick at all."

"These turtle sons want to blow up the entire Baoshan!" Wang Qinglong, who was standing in the command position, looked around at all the gun emplacements, and there were empty bullet shells and empty bullet boxes, piled up like a mountain bag. And glanced into the distance, "from the artillery position, you can see that in the line of sight, there is a smoke of gunpowder." "There must be no mercy!"

I don't know why Wang Qinglong's mind involuntarily came up with a direct order from Commander Su, "In other words, the troops participating in the war this time don't need to worry about fighting within the country, and they don't have to worry about any bullshit concession, and the troops can let go of their hands and feet to fight."

nǎinǎi, is it true that Chief Su is eating a gun this time, usually we always pay attention not to hurt the innocent, but how can it be so abnormal this time.

"Ding Lingyun", Wang Qinglong looked at it, and the indicator light of the phone was on!

"I'm Wang Qinglong! Who are you? Ah, Chief Su......"

"Give Lao Tzu a hard beating! He nǎinǎi's ...... Eh, ............", the commander of the third battalion of howitzers, Li Shuzi, shouted excitedly, and just wanted to wave his arm, but the soreness that came from his arm made him can't help but suck it. Cool air, for Li Shuzi, who was born in the Northeast Army, this is not so much a battle, but rather a lesson, although Li Shuzi was also an artillery in the Northeast Army, but for Chahar whether it is infantry or artillery in the tactical manual to emphasize the basis of victory for the first time is firepower, the second or firepower, but what is this concept of firepower, there has never been a concept, but today, after such a lesson, Li Shuzi understands what is "firepower advantage",. What is the duty of an artilleryman! That is to fire the most accurate and intensive artillery fire in the shortest possible time! Cover the enemy with metal shrapnel!

"......"

At this time, the telephone indicator light suddenly turned on, and the deputy battalion commander on the side picked up the phone, and the deputy battalion commander was stunned for a moment, it was a call from the division headquarters.

"Commander......", the deputy battalion commander pushed Li Shuzi, who was still excited, next to him.

"He's nǎinǎi, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu looking at the scenery!"

Obviously, Li Shuzi was still immersed in the excitement of the rumbling cannons, and his words exposed the temper of the Northeast people.

The deputy battalion commander who was scolded was stunned.

"It's the division headquarters phone ......"

"Division............

This word startled Li Shuzi, and he took the phone in a panic.

"I'm Wang Qinglong, bring the phone to the artillery position, Commander Su wants to listen to the sound of the cannon!" , Li Shuzi, who took the phone, didn't even have time to hear clearly, when he heard a blind tone, and the phone had already been cut.

"You ......, you are ......, Chief Su ......",

Li Shuzi took the phone in a daze, and asked loudly with some uncertainty, before he finished asking, Li Shuzi wanted to chōu his own mouth, look at his mouth, how the fuck talked, the teacher called, and there was a fake.

Su Tong on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard the deafening cannon sound.

"I'm Su Tong!" , "Brothers, Commander Su called! Give us the fastest! Can't score five! Lao Tzu recorded your skins! ”

Almost instantly, Su Tong heard an almost howling cry from the sound of the cannon, and then the sound of the cannon became denser.

Divide it into five!

Five rounds a minute, for the use of... For artillery with a 155-mm howitzer, this is an almost impossible task, five rounds per minute, and that's only theoretical data. On weekdays, the best result of these artillerymen was only four rounds per minute. But now the artillerymen have carried out a high-intensity shelling for more than ten minutes! Can they achieve such results?

"If you score five, no! Divided into four! I'll give you the honor myself! Listening to the howl of the cannon on the other end of the phone, Su Tong glanced at the clock on the wall, and silently counted the cannon sound in his heart, at this time Su Tong seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his call.

On the other end of the phone, the artillerymen who were struggling to load and shell were stunned for a moment, and looked towards the battalion commander, only to see him holding the phone high at this time, as if he wanted Chief Su to hear the sound of artillery here.

There was silence for a few seconds, and suddenly the young gunners, who were exhausted, realized something. There were no words, no shouts, just throwing off their arms to reload and pull the bolt......

"One...... Two...... Three ............"

Silently, Su Tong heard the third Qi shè, and when he heard the third chorus, a minute and thirty seconds had passed, and by the time he heard the fourth cannon, it was obvious that they didn't score five, but just scored a very ordinary three.

Li Shuzi, who did not make a record-breaking line, was very red at this time, and when he once again put the phone to his ear and said.

"I'm sorry ......, I'm sorry! Sir Su! I ............"

Listening to the rumbling cannons, Su Tong laughed softly, maybe the artillery on the other end of the phone did not play his promised results, but listening to the cannonade, Su Tong seemed to see those soldiers who were screaming in the flames and turned into broken corpses, if there is any word to describe his mood at this time, maybe there is only one word, "Cool!" When he heard the ashamed report on the other end of the phone, Su Tong on the other end of the phone laughed loudly.

"Well done! You've done a great job! Keep calling me! I must blow up the "Day" devil until I can't even recognize his mother! ”，！ ~！