When he started from the northeast of the Bloody Hand Regiment, he followed Zheng Yong, who was left and right from Tang Qiuli, when he first had artillery, he was the first artillery captain, and at that time, the belongings were pitiful, the mortars were the main force, and he was very happy to be able to capture several 92-type infantry guns of the Kwantung Army.

Moreover, he always kept in mind the words of division commander Tang Qiuli, "A battle that can be solved with artillery shells must not be solved with guns, and a battle that can be solved with guns must not allow soldiers to fight with bayonets," therefore, Zheng Yong's theory of commanding artillery operations is one, "Don't be stingy with artillery shells, and use the most fierce artillery fire to kill and injure the enemy's living force as much as possible!" ”

Tang Qiuli still remembers very clearly that when Zheng Yong came up with this plan, he looked murderous, and now it seems that Zheng Yong's goal has been achieved, and within more than forty minutes, the British and Indian soldiers have nowhere to hide, and they are always within the range of artillery fire, and he still has a heavyweight killer feature, and he didn't appear, Tang Qiuli thought with a smile.

Ten minutes later, outside the shelter department, there was a sudden scream like a storm, listening to the sound, Tang Qiuli knew that it was the rocket artillery troops who were already on their backs to carry out the second round of strikes, he rushed out of the shelter in a few steps, and the rocket artillery of the entire corps fired a salvo, such a scene is not something that can be seen often.

In the area near the shelter department, not a single shell fell, and the mountain tiger was relieved, no longer restricting Tang Qiuli's movements, watching the division commander go out to watch the battle, and the chief of staff Zhao Yuhe, together with a large group of idle staff officers and communicators, "hula", all poured out of the command headquarters and ran outside to watch the shelling scene.

In the sun, which had already set, above their heads, rows of rocket shells with long tails of flames shrieked across the sky. Like a meteor, it fell on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, and this time, it soared. It was no longer a column of smoke, but a steaming flame, and the battle line, which was more than 10 kilometers wide and more than 30 kilometers long, was full of blazing fire.

If you look down from the air, Mei Si Kailing is like being cut into two parts by a churning fire dragon. In the midst of the sea of fire, there were the figures of British and Indian soldiers screaming and wailing, running and rolling around, tanks and trucks burning like torches, and detonating shells, "booming", blowing up flames flying all over the sky.

Zheng Yong's rocket artillery, a fatal blow, for the Anglo-Indian soldiers. It's tantamount to a talisman to add insult to injury, death, and when ordinary cannonballs hit, you can still beg God. Using the crater, dodging the flying shrapnel, but the density of the rockets was unimaginable to the British and Indian soldiers, a row of rockets fell, it was a sea of fire, and in the sea of fire, there was no living thing, only charred earth, burnt rocks.

Three rocket artillery regiments. In addition, each battalion is equipped with 24 32-tube "Thunder" rocket launchers, and a single salvo is 16,700 rounds, which is more than twice as powerful as the 155-mm howitzer shells made in the United States. Lined up on one side of the ambush position, covering the entire ambush circle, creating a hell on earth for the British and Indian soldiers in the ambush circle.

Liu Hongzhang, commander of the First Brigade, held a telescope and lay on the lookout hole of the shelter to observe the situation of his brigade's ambush position.

Liu Hongzhang threw the telescope into the shell box, sat down on the canvas marching chair in a dejected manner, took out a cigarette and lit it sullenly, and said to the brigade chief of staff, Colonel Jin Changhe, sourly: "Zheng Yong, this kid is too greedy, if he continues to fight like this, after the shelling is over, what else can we fish?" He didn't even pick up the rags, he had a good time, and he didn't think about the big guys. ”…,

"It's been more than 40 minutes of fighting, and even rocket artillery has been used, so what can he do with the infantry of our twelve brigades and ambush in Meisi Kailing for a few days? As far as his Zheng Yong's artillery can eat more than 200,000 British and Indian soldiers at once? It's better to leave some for our infantry, no, I have to talk to the division commander!

Jin Changhe said with a smile: "Brigade commander, you have to be mentally prepared, prepare to be trained by the division commander, this ambush battle is mainly artillery, what about others, when it comes to fighting, have you thought about letting other brigades go?" Not at all! That time to grab the mission, it was not you and Brigade Commander Chu who made the biggest moves, the chiefs of staff of our brigades, when they chatted privately, they complained to me a lot. ”

Liu Hongzhang's eyes widened, and he said: "That is, when it comes to fighting, who doesn't want to kill more enemies, especially when fighting little devils, for fear of catching a few people, and taking a lot of effort to grab the task, can you let others?" If they have the ability, they will also rob the teacher! If you can't grab it, stop babbling behind your back! ”

After speaking, he looked at Jin Changhe as if he was awake, and scolded with a smile: "You kid, set me a trap to drill in, don't say it, I really don't dare to grind with the teacher, I'm just anxious, more than 10,000 people, idle, what's going on?" The British are too, it's really enough to be a nest, but it's to organize a counterattack, take the artillery position, and we can't open meat! ”

Jin Changhe was overjoyed and said: "Brigade commander, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, just our artillery is shelling so fiercely, the landing point of the shells is like having eyes, there is no dead angle for artillery shelling, the British and Indian army units and formations have all been disrupted, and they can't even do the minimum assembly, what can they do to counterattack?" ”

Liu Hongzhang nodded approvingly, and said: "Also, don't say these young masters and lambs who have never seen blood, it is our brigade, when encountering such an artillery bombardment, don't lose more than half of the people, don't think about organizing an effective counterattack!" Hey, wait! Zheng Yong's cannonballs, there will always be a time when they are finished! ”

Just as Jin Changhe, chief of staff of the First Brigade, judged, the formation of the British and Indian troops had been completely disrupted by the sudden shelling, and two rounds of shelling covered the entire marching area, first with shells blooming everywhere, and then with a large number of rockets, which burned the woods, rolled the ground, and was full of shells whistling and falling everywhere.

The British and Indian soldiers, who had nowhere to hide from the shells and rockets, instinctively drilled into the woods on both sides, but before they could run far, a group of shells flew in, as if they had eyes, and exploded into a wall of death in front of them, blocking the road.

Everywhere was burning, everywhere there was whistling, irregular shrapnel, sharp metal shrapnel, cutting through the air, piercing into the bodies of British and Indian soldiers, a splash of blood, shells falling into the pile, stumps and broken arms flying sideways, and the rockets that followed, thousands of degrees of heat, turned the outstanding descendants of the British Empire, along with the Indian soldiers they looked down on, into ashes.

In this area of death, the life of a major general and division commander is no more valuable than the life of a private, the shell fell, and the body of the commander still became a pile of minced meat, Zheng Yong's artillery, when the first round of strikes began, many British and Indian army command organs were killed, and their bodies, together with military jeeps, became fragmented parts with a puff of black smoke and a loud bang!

In contrast, Major General Fisher, the commander of the 1st Division of the Anglo-Indian Army, who served as the commander of the vanguard, was definitely one of the lucky ones who belonged to God's favor, and the practice of the devil and God allowed him to escape.

The 1st and 3rd Divisions rushed side by side at the front of the Central Army, while the commander of the 1st Division, Major General Fisher, led the divisional vanguard and under the cover of a battalion of tanks, rushed to the front of the entire army. …,

Major General Hopkins, the commander of the Third Division, after learning the news, pursed his lips disapprovingly, and muttered in his heart: "This showy guy, the little knight's blood in his bones, has begun to have a fever, what age is it, and he still plays knightly style, as the commander of a modern army, his command position should be in a position where he can coordinate and command the troops, not to serve as the captain of the top soldiers!" ”

The two of them, who are both commanders of the main division of the British Army in India, have a not harmonious personal relationship, and they have done nothing less than to make small moves behind each other's backs and step on the paws of dogs, so they are very uninterested in Major General Fisher, who always feels that he is from a dilapidated aristocratic family, and always feels that his blood is noble, and he takes out his aristocratic style from time to time.

Commander Fisher, it really means a little bit, since a shell flattened Xinduo and felt that the Chinese soldiers were buried, Major General Fisher was indeed full of confidence, starting from Ramgar in the East Indies, except for which battle was not fought in the West, the first division always rushed to the front, the loss of troops was not large, and the record was defeated and defeated!

Major General Fisher's conclusion is that the army of the British Empire is well-equipped, the soldiers are well-trained, the equipment level of the squadron is low, and the soldiers are not strong in combat, otherwise, they will not be driven straight into hundreds of kilometers by themselves, as if entering a no-man's land, as for what Commander Alexander is worried about, how is the main army of the Chinese Tang Qiuli, has not fought and does not know, anyway, in the heart of the major general, the Chinese soldiers are almost the same.

Think about it, I am the first general of the British Empire to return to Indochina and rush to the front, and I am also the first to be under the city of Ma Gao, and even Commander Alexander has been left behind, this feeling of complacency is very comfortable.

Division Commander Fisher, with the vanguard regiment and more than forty tanks, rushed through the Meth Kailing, in front, under the sunshine falling in the west, a flat land, undulating hills, clumps of bushes, dotted on the field, the field of vision suddenly broadened, which made people feel refreshed.

Bypassing a small patch of woods, the military jeep rushed up a low hill, and Meth Kailing had been left behind, and Fisher, the division commander, suddenly said to the driver: "Stop!" ”

(To be continued) RQ