"Boom! Rumble! - Boom! A violent explosion echoed near the front headquarters of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, the earth trembled, and the flames cracked, and the horse lantern hanging on the roof of the shelter shook violently, and the "rustling" soil fell and fell on the military map spread on the shell box, splashing Sun Zhenbang and Batel, who were looking at the map, with their faces covered with dust.

"Phew! Bah! Sun Zhenbang spit out the ashes in his mouth and turned his head to look at Colonel Wang Jun, chief of staff of the corps, "Chief of staff, call the front troops, what's the matter, the Soviet artillery shells have hit the vicinity of the headquarters!" He said angrily.

Wang Jun shouted on the phone and put down the phone, "Commander, it's the artillery group of the Soviet army, which has begun to counterattack, and the range of large-caliber howitzers can reach the current position of our headquarters!" ”

Sun Zhenbang groaned for a moment and picked up the phone, "I'm Sun Zhenbang, pick up artillery Commander Zheng Yong for me!" ”

"Commander Zheng, brother, you have also seen it, the Soviet artillery group began to return fire, my command headquarters, all suffered dozens of large-caliber shells, in more than 20 minutes, my troops will start a assault, more than 100,000 people rushed up, a shell fell, many people will die, the threat is too great, immediately kill the Soviet artillery group, is the greatest support for our infantry!" Sun Zhenbang's tone was as tactful as possible.

In fact, in his heart, he was not very satisfied with Zheng Yong, at the pre-war meeting, Zheng Yong promised that as long as the Soviet artillery group appeared, it would be killed at that time, but the current situation is that the shells have hit his own headquarters, and hundreds of tanks and more than 100,000 infantry at the starting point of the attack will suffer many casualties, "This Zheng Yong, when did you learn to speak big?" Sun Zhenbang thought unhappily in his heart.

Commander of the artillery of the separate division. It is directly subordinate to the division commander, and it is the same level relationship with himself, this time, it is temporarily assigned to his own combat sequence, in the final analysis, it is to help rather than superiors and subordinates, therefore, Sun Zhenbang spoke very tactfully, if it is an artillery brigade under his own corps. I'm afraid that Sun Zhenbang at this moment would have been furious a long time ago!

The voice of the artillery commander, Major General Zheng Yong, came from the other end of the phone, "Commander Sun, I have seen it all. Don't worry, dude, according to my judgment. This is not all there is to Soviet artillery fire. In a maximum of ten minutes, I promise to dig out all the artillery positions of the Soviet army, the artillery correction machine has been lifted into the air, don't worry, your brother, when the troops are assaulting. Not a single shell will fall on the heads of the fighters! ”

Zheng Yong's words were very sincere, and his posture was very low. The number of artillery and the density of artillery used by the Soviet army to suppress and counterattack their own artillery groups are obviously inconsistent with the number of artillery in the establishment of a group army of the Soviet army, therefore, Zheng Yong judged that the artillery commander of the Soviet army, leaving a back hand, was ready to suddenly shell when the infantry of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps assaulted, so as to achieve the maximum effect of artillery fire.

Zheng Yong's movement was very loud, Batel on the side, he heard it clearly, put down the phone, Sun Zhenbang's face looked a lot better, he still admired and understood Zheng Yong's ability, pondered for a while, turned his head and asked Batel, "Commander Ba, what do you think?" ”

Battle still looked unfazed, smiled slightly, and replied: "Commander Zheng's command is right, if the Soviet artillery has a rear hand, it will be a big trouble when our infantry assaults, then wait for more than ten minutes, and there is no hurry, the division commander does not clearly stipulate the specific time for us to launch an attack, the command is in your hands, and the artillery will have a way!" ”

There are some words, Batel didn't go deeper, for Sun Zhenbang, he still has great respect for him, whether it is age and seniority, but since he took on the command of the outer battle of Seyinshanda alone, Batel felt that Sun Zhenbang's feelings were in a state of impatience, eager to prove his command ability, and the combat effectiveness of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, which was not a good thing for a corps commander who commanded more than 200,000 troops!

However, Batel could not say these words explicitly, and could only point out a few words from the side, and the division commander did not stipulate the offensive time of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, and the initiative was in Sun Zhenbang's hands, and specific adjustments could be made according to the actual situation on the battlefield, and the offensive would be launched sooner or later, and it would have little impact on the campaign.

Hearing Battle's words, Sun Zhenbang was stunned, silently thoughtful, and said to Chief of Staff Wang Jun for a long time: "Chief of Staff, call the commanders of each brigade of the frontal attacking force, the time for the offensive to be launched may be postponed, and the specific time will wait for the order of the Corps Headquarters!" ”

"Wait, also, send a telegram to the troops on both wings, be sure to arrive at the designated position before nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and unfold according to the battle plan, and tell them that no matter what difficulties they encounter, they must arrive on time!" He added.

Sun Zhenbang raised the telescope to observe the situation on the battlefield, with the artillery group's shelling, still fierce and dense, groups of shells, with a long tail flame, swept across the night sky, flying into the distance, the fire of the shell explosion, reflecting half of the sky!

Ten minutes later, in the night sky, there was a piercing scream, and Sun Zhenbang saw that rows of rockets, with tail flames longer and brighter than ordinary artillery shells, flew past in front of him like meteors.

"Okay, Commander Zheng used a rocket artillery group, this time, it's enough for the Soviet army to drink a pot!" Sun Zhenbang excitedly slapped the wall of the shelter and shouted, the spectacular artillery battle scene obviously infected him.

"Jingle bell!" The phone rang urgently, Chief of Staff Wang Jun picked up the phone, listened to a sentence, covered the microphone, turned back to Sun Zhenbang and said: "Commander, it's Commander Zheng of the artillery who is looking for you!" ”

Sun Zhenbang took the phone, and Zheng Yong's voice came into his ears, "Commander Sun, I'm Zheng Yong, fortunately, I don't disgrace my mission, the hidden artillery group of the Soviet army has been dug up, I gave them thousands of rockets, and I can't even keep the bones and slag, so I didn't delay my brother's business, right?" I'm really worried about your brother, who is angry and looking for me to settle accounts! Hahaha! In the last sentence, Zheng Yong was somewhat ridiculous.

Sun Zhenbang's old face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Commander Zheng is serious, I am very grateful to the artillery, without your hundreds of thousands of shells, when you break through the first line of Soviet positions, you will have to pay huge casualties, and clear the hidden artillery positions of the Soviet army, otherwise, the troops will suffer a dark loss, Commander Zheng, in fifteen minutes, the troops are about to start a assault, and the artillery fire can be extended to shoot!" ”

Zheng Yong, who was on the other end of the phone, said in a somewhat mysterious tone: "Commander Sun, don't be busy attacking first, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, brother, didn't the division commander say that if you can solve the battle with shells, you don't need a gun, give me another thirty minutes, I will make a pot of meat for the Soviet army, the responsibility of the artillery is to clear the obstacles on the offensive road for the infantry, your brother will not deprive me of my power!" ”

"Back to the pot meat?" Sun Zhenbang was stunned, frowned slightly, rolled his eyes a few times in confusion, and for a while, he didn't understand what Zheng Yong meant? "This Zheng Yong, he always loves to make a fool of himself!" He secretly scolded himself.

"Brother, I don't have a good memory, I forgot, Taihang Mountain Area fought against Gangcun Ningci Ten Road to encircle and suppress, my artillery cooperated with your troops, and hit one of the roads, how did our artillery fight at that time!" Zheng Yong reminded.

"Hahaha!" Sun Zhenbang suddenly realized and laughed heartily, about that battle, how could he forget, Zheng Yong at that time, was still an artillery brigade commander, he was the commander of the Yellow River River Defense Headquarters, the troops were only three local garrison brigades, less than 30,000 troops, to face the Japanese North China Dispatch Army, a first-class division and a mixed brigade of more than 50,000 troops.

The enemy is outnumbered, the situation is very dangerous, their own troops, responsible for blocking the Japanese army on this road, for the division commander to mobilize troops, to gain time, the two troops cooperated, in the Taihang Mountains of Liaoxian Mountain, really fought with the Japanese army for three days, if it were not for Zheng Yong commanding the artillery, the fight was superb, became the pillar of battlefield firepower, I am afraid that after three days of bloody fighting, their own troops, there are not a few people left.

It was that time, Zheng Yong's command ability to the artillery was fully demonstrated, and the Japanese army was given more than one return to the pot, more than 20,000 devils fell under the shells, and the Japanese soldiers were blown up with blood and flesh, and the corpses were all over the field, and the guns and artillery never subsided after three days and three nights, and more than 50,000 Japanese troops did not take half a step past the blocking position.

It can be said that that bloody battle changed the fate of Sun Zhenbang and Zheng Yong, and since then, the two have each taken up command posts at the corps level.

"Good! - Okay! Dude, repeat the old trick, with you, I squatted in the command headquarters, and I already smelled the fragrance of the back pot meat, I'm afraid that after your Commander Zheng's back pot meat comes up, my infantry will rush up, and I can only clean up the battlefield! After the battle, please drink, don't forget to bring your brigade commander and regiment commander, the mutton of the same color, enough! Sun Zhenbang's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly, his fists kept pounding the shell box.

Battle touched his chin with his hand, just laughing, and Chief of Staff Wang Jun was dumbfounded, it seemed to be so refreshing and generous, for the commander, it was the first time!

"What? Repeat! -- The artillery group to which our army group belonged was completely destroyed by the artillery of the independent division! Bastard! Why not build reserve artillery positions, are you fighting for the first time? Wait for court-martial! "The commander of the 37th Soviet Army, Lieutenant General Hippoliv, yelled like crazy and dropped the phone.

(To be continued)(To be continued......