But they waited until it was dark and did not see the enemy, but the scouts had reported that they were less than twenty kilometers from the front line.

This night, the Russian army on the Syr Darya River had another sleepless night. They stared in the cold until dawn, but not a single shell flew, and there was no sign of the enemy.

I didn't sleep all night, and the soldiers who were cold and cold ate a hot breakfast in the bunker, and the anxiety in their hearts gradually faded with the attack of sleepiness, which also made their appetite extremely poor, and they chewed very slowly.

Less than two kilometers away from the position, pairs of binoculars popped out of the snow, and in front of the observer among the dry weeds, the coordinates were reported from time to time.

In front of a section of positions that stretched for three or four kilometers, there were at least hundreds of waves of reconnaissance teams. They had been lurking in the cold for five or six hours, waiting for dawn to confirm the coordinates.

At this time, a piece of long-range artillery was erected at a position of twenty kilometers behind them, and in one night, Shunzi completed the erection of 800 guns, a group of ten guns, staggered, and the distance was very far away, so as to avoid the resonance of effective shooting.

As the coordinates reached the map one by one, in less than twenty minutes, the reconnaissance mission was declared over.

Dong Ku, Zuo Boyang and Sun Tao came to the front line in person, and Goudan stayed in Almaty to ensure the transportation of materials and prevent those guys in Xinjiang from having any ideas.

Liu Zhong had already returned to Heilongjiang to train new pilots and prevent the Japanese from making moves at a critical moment.

Dong Ku looked at the coordinates of the defense line on the map one by one, turned his head and said, "Shunzi, are the second batch of cannons ready?" ”

"Captain, you're ready to go."

"Okay, let's get started!"

Swallow Junko said that he was ready. Dong Ku waved his hand and gave the order to attack.

"Attention to all departments, effective shooting, five artillery in a group, no need to change the coordinates, change the next target after ten rounds! Attack begins!! ”

As Junko's words fell, the earth trembled violently. The thunderous roar came and went, and a piece of artillery shells flew out of the barrel with the roar, densely covering the sky, and the black pressure flew towards the position of the Russian army in the scream.

The cannon was discharged, and Dong Ku and they left here, rode in infantry vehicles, and went straight to the front.

As they departed, a group of trucks started up. The second lieutenant warmed up, and then started one after another, pulling the cannons one by one, and drove in the direction of Dong Ku and their departure.

At this time, the Russian army had just finished breakfast, and a changing of the guard was being arranged. Groups of soldiers prepared to enter the pit and enter the bunker, and the soldiers inside also gathered their weapons. Get ready to get out of here.

Just then, a whimpering screech was heard in the sky.

"Shelling! Enter the Pit!! ”

"Get out of there. Enter the Pit!! ”

The moment the screams rang out, shouts rang out one after another.

The Russian troops who were still outside ran quickly one by one, and in the sound of getting louder and louder screams, they rushed to the nearest tunnel, and crawled into it to avoid the shelling.

In a panic. The cannonballs fell with a loud roar, and the earth shook violently, and a powerful shock wave rolled and swept away the floating earth.

More than two meters of dirt. The ability to make the bunker resist artillery bombardment is not ordinarily strong, and the effectiveness of the 200-caliber gun is only the serious damage suffered by people within thirty or fifty meters in diameter around the impact point, and a few are killed, most of them are just ringing in the ears and stuffy in the chest.

But this was only the beginning of the nightmare, and when all the high-ranking generals received the news of the shelling of the five-kilometer front of the front, the vibration caused by the falling shells was no longer a wave, but the same feeling as the vibration of an electric motor, and the ground kept shaking.

The soil on the bunker was baked by the heat wave, the explosive force was lifted, and large pits appeared, and then they were buried, repeating continuously, so that the thickness of the soil quickly decreased.

A howitzer of 200 caliber is not a joke, a single cannon can blow up a large crater several meters deep, not to mention that at this time it is covered by effective shooting, and a group of artillery wants to bombard ten shells at the same coordinate, which is not something that this dirt bunker can bear.

With the shelling, the Russian troops in the distance only saw the soil constantly rolling in the air, and the thick smoke covered the position in just a few seconds, and quickly rose and rolled into the sky.

One by one, they were dumbfounded, looking at the effect of the shelling in the distance, and they did not dare to imagine what it would be like for the shells to fall on their heads.

At this moment, they realized how powerful the opponent's artillery was, and this was simply an irresistible artillery bombardment.

The commander of the Russian position here was Gorelenko of the 7th Army, who climbed out of his bunker under the loud roar of the artillery bombardment and raised his binoculars to look ahead, despite the resistance of the guards. But he couldn't see anything, except for the occasional explosion that tore through the fog to reveal the flames, and there was already a black hole in front of him.

"Fight back!!"

He could not allow the opponent's artillery to be bombarded incessantly, he had to destroy part of the enemy's artillery positions.

However, when his order was given, he received an answer that the enemy's artillery was 20 kilometers away, and there was no long-range artillery in this area, only 15 or 6 kilometers long, and it was difficult to attack the enemy's artillery positions.

"What !?"

Gorelenko was very annoyed at this moment, and in order to achieve the maximum firepower output, he concentrated a small number of long-range artillery to twenty or thirty points, and the firing range of those cannons was more than twenty-seven kilometers of long-range large-caliber artillery. Unfortunately, this section is not a predicted route of attack of the enemy, because the front of the position is hilly, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the terrain is extremely inconvenient for the movement of the army's baggage, so there is no long-range artillery placed here.

This wrong decision has left the place to be bombed and unable to do anything.

He looked at and took out the smoke in annoyance, and was helpless. At this time, it was no longer realistic to transfer artillery, and when the artillery arrived, it would be in ruins. The only thing is to use the artillery positions of the deep echelon defense to intercept layer by layer.

The shelling, still roaring, the shells, raining down like no money. In just a dozen minutes, the position was gone. All the bunkers were overturned, and the three or four meter-wide anti-tank trenches in front of the position were also piggybacked.

Gorelenko looked at the smoke in the distance, but there was no way, there was no other way to think of it except to order reinforcements and prepare to seize the position.

It is not yet known whether the enemy will attack on a large scale, and the use of aircraft will have to wait until the enemy attackes, and then there will be a full-scale surprise attack, air strikes on the ground troops, and the destruction of the enemy's artillery positions.

But his deployment has not yet been fully implemented, and the screaming of shells has not stopped, but extends inward.

"The enemy is attacking, prepare to defend!!"

"The plane takes off, bombs the front of the position!"

Gorelenko gave orders one after another.

The cannonballs, which fell with a bang at his command, exploded at a distance of a kilometer from him, setting off streams of frozen soil, and the shock wave quickly filled every space, obscuring the sun in the sky.

"Comrade Commander, please retreat from the command!"

During the explosion, the guard battalion surrounded him and quickly retreated back without waiting for his consent.

The enemy's artillery bombardment extends for a kilometer at a time, and if they extend here again, they will be affected, and it is necessary to evacuate.

Artillery shells are still raining down, and the defense here is nearly ten kilometers deep, and everyone believes that even if the position loses one or two, it will not delay the existence of the defense line.

Amid the roar, the enemy plane took off and flew over the battlefield in just five or six minutes.

In the smoke of gunfire, they could not see the situation below, but according to the command on the ground, the bomber's aviation unit poured down without hesitation and fell to the first line of positions before the smoke of gunpowder had dissipated.

On the position, there was no one at this time, and while the enemy was bombing by aircraft, the artillery behind also covered the position.

"These stupid birds!"

Sun Tao held the binoculars, looked at the fire in front of him, and muttered in a low voice.

Dong Ku didn't squeak, nor did he order the helicopter to meet him, but still calmly watched the fire flickering two or three thousand meters ahead, and let Junzi's artillery continue to bombard.

With the shelling, the second line of positions was also destroyed after ten minutes, and it was in tatters. And the second wave of Junko's cannons also moved forward quickly in the breaking hit, approaching the hilly area.

In this battle, Dong Ku is to use the simplest, but most effective artillery shells to pile up the Russian army's defense line, so that this place will be annihilated by shells that do not cost money.

At this time, the Russian army vomited blood in a depressed manner, and the artillery continued to roar, stretching one kilometer after another. This span is completely designed according to the distance between their trenches and bunkers, each bunker is a kilometer away, and there is a simple trench in the middle, which is not bad to say.

But those improvised trenches were useless in this shelling, even the tanks could not stop them, so there was no need to waste shells.

The second wave of Drive, where the enemy urgently transported long-range artillery, also arrived at the intended position. The six hundred cannons here were quickly mounted in the bombardment, and then they also roared.

The roar of more than a thousand cannons is a spectacular scene. The violent explosion and the flames that burst into the sky forcibly tore apart the defensive positions of the Russian army, and in less than two hours of bombardment, the positions were advanced by the shelling for four or five kilometers, and they were still extending.

The artillery that had been transported did not have a chance to take advantage of it, and it was affected by the extended artillery fire, and the trucks and cannons fell crookedly in the shock wave, wasting thirty or forty long-range firepower in vain.

Gorelenko watched from a distance at the artillery fire in front of him, and the shock in his heart was incomprehensible. The intensity of the enemy's artillery fire is no longer important, such continuous shelling for two hours, this is not a question of one ton or two tons of shells, this is a very large number.

The enemy is so strong?

He shook his head in disbelief.

In the middle of the assault out of the city went out of the city a few times, ready to attack the opponent's artillery positions, but the number of people who came back was more than half of the number of people who went out of the city, and hundreds of planes were also thrown there, so that he no longer had the idea of destroying the enemy's position, waiting for the opponent's shells to be almost consumed, so that the soldiers who withdrew from the position were regaining the position. (To be continued......)