Chapter 156: The Power of Artillery

The temporary command headquarters located on a high place can overlook the entire battlefield, although he is mentally prepared, and from the memories brought by the crossing, he also knows the power of artillery on the battlefield, but when he is immersed in the scene and on the battlefield, Tang Qiuli is still deeply shocked.

On the narrow plain of Lao Yagou, the explosion points of the shells are no longer countable, and the shelling reaches the most violent Cheng Dù almost instantly, and the three or four kilometers long front is completely covered by artillery fire, and the violent explosion sound is no longer distinguishable, like a hurricane, suddenly blowing across the earth, hundreds of artillery pieces, shelling at the same time, like burning magma, suddenly poured on the devil's head.

The command headquarters was violently shaken by the shock wave impact, and the situation of the devils under the flames, it can be imagined that this artillery bombardment, the ferocity of its firepower and the killing process, left a strong and deep impression on Tang Qiuli, and also affected his views on the future weapons and equipment of the troops.

The three or four kilometer-long battle line was blown up to the sky by ferocious artillery fire, and within this range, it was a death vortex composed of steel fragments, and the dense explosion points of artillery shells had no safety blind spots at all, and more than 10,000 devils fell into the land of death.

The forward troops, who had been subjected to heavy shelling, quickened their pace and tried to pass through the rain of dead bullets, but unfortunately they were greeted by a dense burst of shells, and the rearguard troops, seeing that the situation was not good, regardless of casualties, wanted to seize the road and retreat, but their pockets had already been pierced, and the retreating road was blown into a wall of fire by the shells.

The devil's artillery was finally well-trained, and they barely fought back against artillery fire, but the opponent's artillery position stretched very long, and there were only eight field guns, so it was useless, so they could only choose a little shelling and make the last futile struggle.

There was only a chance to fire one shell, and the field artillery group of the Bloody Hand Regiment found the position of the position according to the trajectory, and the dozens of shells that split the head and covered the brain blew up all the devil's artillery, canceling the right to speak.

The devils who can't advance and have no way to retreat desperately counterattack, like crazy, go crazy to the artillery positions on both sides, and launch a group charge, the devils know very well that only by destroying the opponent's artillery can they have the possibility of survival.

Under the command of the surviving commander, the devils launched a desperate attack on the artillery position, with more than 3,000 devils on each side, forming two attack arrows, trying to tear a gap in the artillery position of the Bloody Hand Regiment, as long as they entered the shooting blind spot of the artillery, the artillery was a lamb to the slaughter.

It must be said that the devil's choice is very wise, but unfortunately, what they encountered was a bloody hand group, nearly a thousand light and heavy machine guns suddenly roared, and the dense rain of bullets knocked down the charging devils in pieces, and the devils behind were suppressed by firepower and lay on the ground and couldn't move.

Above the lying devils, with screaming metal projectiles, weaving a barrage of death, stimulating the nerves of the devils who were already on the verge of collapse, dodging the bullets of light and heavy machine guns, but unable to escape the inevitable outcome of being taken away by the shells.

The guerrilla artillery groups blew up the devils like turnips from the ground in piles and threw them high into the air, stumps and broken arms, and a rain of scarlet blood, stimulating people's visual nerves.

The devil cried out in despair: "Where is our artillery fire? "It's a pity that there is not a single artillery piece left, the devil's artillery is the focus of Zheng Yong's detachment, even if it is a mortar of the devil, after he just fired a shell, he will be hit by a dozen or even dozens of shells in retaliation, the number of artillery in a brigade of the devil is not proportional to the number of artillery of the bloody hand regiment.

All, the artillery of the devil did not start for a long time, and the artillery of the devil became the first target to be eliminated, the arrogant Kwantung Army, the elite unit of the Japanese Army, has always liked to smash shells on the heads of others, watching the other side under the rain of bullets, desperate struggle, panic running, today, they finally tasted what is the real shelling.

Zheng Yong's artillery fire, in the devil's pile, repeatedly ploughed back and forth, the black soil and rocks on the Laoyagou Plain, were turned over and over again, no piece of land could maintain the original landform intact, not even a slightly taller plant, could stand upright or complete, they had been blown into several sections.

At the beginning of the shelling, Tang Qiuli was still carefully observing the effect of the firepower, and he could no longer see the specific situation of the devil in the telescope, he could only see the dust covering the sky flying high, columns of smoke rising, and the corpse of the devil was thrown into the air.

The rumbling loud sound shook the eardrum with a faint pain, and the hair was stirred up by the shock wave, and later, he simply couldn't stand it, his heart trembled, and the shock wave was like a hammer, hitting the heart heavily, Tang Qiuli hurriedly left the observation port, he was afraid of being shocked to death by the shock wave.

If the staff officers in the command center want to speak, they must be close to the other party's ears and shout loudly, so that they can barely hear what they are saying, such a large-scale artillery bombardment, for the first time for the commanders of the Bloody Hand Regiment, they were obviously shocked, only Zheng Yong smacked his lips and shook his head, and he couldn't hear what he was muttering.

It was a pity that the shelling lasted for an hour before it gradually stopped, and 70,000 or 80,000 shells fell within a radius of only six or seven kilometers, and the density of the fire reached an unprecedented level.

A fully equipped field brigade, more than 11,000 devils, within an hour, were blown up by artillery fire and their bones were gone, searching all over the battlefield, not even a single devil wounded soldier was found, the complete corpse of the devil, there were a few to talk about, there was minced meat mixed with dirt everywhere, and the original dark soil was soaked in blood and turned purple.

Several bigwigs of the Bloody Hand Regiment were silent for a long time without speaking, and the overwhelming scene of artillery fire was deeply imprinted in their minds, only Zheng Yong was dancing with his eyebrows, full of spirit, stepping on the shell box with one foot, and shouting at the walkie-talkie with the other hand, asking each artillery group to report the casualty figures and ammunition consumption.

The soldiers of the infantry detachments were not even in the mood to clean up the battlefield, and in this case, it would be a miracle to be able to find a complete 38 guns, but under the order of Deputy Commander Liu to learn to live a tight life, the soldiers still casually went through the battlefield.

Of course, they were empty-handed, but many soldiers rushed to the place where they were not shelled, and vomited profusely until they vomited their morning meal.

Later, according to these soldiers, we are also veterans who have fought many big battles and vicious battles, but we have never seen such a terrifying battle scene, there are corpses and internal organs everywhere, and they are all flying like that, and if we are not careful, we may step on a piece of lung with one foot.

After these veterans finished speaking, they still had a palpitating expression on their faces, and they were terrified when they heard the recruits who had not participated in this battle, and later, when they saw the soldiers of the artillery detachment, they were all a little afraid, and looked at these soldiers who were fiddling with horrors all day long with the eyes of monsters.

Since this battle, Zheng Yong's artillery detachment has become famous, Zheng Yong in front of several other detachment leaders, even more small neck raised high, and said at every turn, if there is another battle, your detachment can't stand it, despite the squeak, let's send a few cannons over, and it will be done in a few clicks, so angry that these old guys joined forces and beat Zheng Yong hard before it was counted.

The strange thing is that the battle lasted for more than an hour, and the devil plane, which has always been sharp and fast, unexpectedly did not appear on the battlefield, which made the anti-aircraft machine gun brigade that had been prepared for a long time very depressed, probably at the beginning, the little devil's radio station was blown up, and no news was sent, the artillery ate a large piece of fat, and the infantry also took a small advantage.

As for himself, he stared at the excitement of other people's fighting, but when he looked at the cavalry detachment, he found a psychological balance, Liu Chun's cavalry detachment was also depressed, and he originally wanted to kill more than a thousand cavalry on the battlefield like a tsunami, and give the remnants of the devils a devastating blow, and show their faces in front of the brother troops, so that they can see what kind of majesty our cavalry is fighting.

But Zheng Yong, this kid is not interesting enough, he didn't even give a chance, more than 10,000 devils, he let him clean up by himself, it's too unsophisticated, originally according to the battle plan, after the shelling, the cavalry charged, you eat meat, we are not greedy, you have to leave some soup for the brothers to drink

Therefore, Liu Chun drooped his face, and the cavalry were also listless, sulking with their heads down, and it happened that the neighboring artillerymen were packing up their artillery and preparing to evacuate their positions, and some naughty artillerymen joked to the cavalry: "Alas, I said cavalry brothers, you four-legged, and you don't have any shells running fast, do you want to come to the artillery detachment?" I'm familiar with the detachment leader, how about giving you a back door? ”

Liu Chun heard that the black line on his face burst out, and the cavalry also gritted their teeth, but Liu Chun was not easy to attack these ordinary soldiers, after all, he was a leader, and it was a coincidence, Zheng Yong hummed a small tune in his mouth, and with a spring breeze on his face, he took a few staff officers and communicators to check the progress of the evacuation position.

Now Liu Chunke found the object to vent, and shouted at Zheng Yong, "Lao Zheng, take care of your soldiers in the future, look at you like that, won't you just fight a cheap battle, what is there to be proud of, see you on the way back to the base, don't dump you for a hundred and eighty miles, I will walk around the base with my head down."

Zheng Yong was inexplicably beaten by a platoon, "Why did this old Liu take the wrong medicine?" After understanding the situation, he criticized his soldiers, but he couldn't hide his pride.

These scenes were all seen by Tang Qiuli, Liu Tiehan, and Feng Jiwu, and several people couldn't help laughing, this is a good phenomenon, the heads of the troops are competitive, for fear that they will not be able to fight the war, and the troops need such an atmosphere, this is the howling troops.

The troops cleaned up the battlefield and gained nothing, Liu Tiehan thought about it and asked all the soldiers to bring back all the empty artillery shells, saying that although the family has a big business, they must also learn to live frugally.

Feng Jiwu came over to report that the casualties, ammunition consumption and results of the battle had been counted......

(To be continued)