The 105 Howitzer Battalion launched rapid fire, covering a rectangular area 300 meters in direction and 500 meters in depth. 4 rounds were played, a new target correction came from the front, and another 6 rounds of salvos were played.

Guo Rugui accompanied Chu Tingchang to observe on the hillside, and found that the shelling did not hit the surface of the hill, but hit the back of the dirt slope, and completely saw the situation in the area where no shooting was fired. But Chief Chu still issued a new correction order. Still curving behind the hill, you can only see smoke rising from behind the dirt slope.

"Pavilion Chief, why don't you hit those machine-gun strongholds?"

"Those don't matter. And it is too scattered, first hit the enemy's heavy concentration area. ”

"But you can't see the enemy gathering at all?"

"Hehe, Director Guo, don't you know that the Japanese are rigid and virtuous, they can set up machine guns here, and at least the squadron level command in the back, they have few radio stations, and they need a short straight-line distance between the command and the front."

Guo Rugui nodded, in fact, Pavilion Chief Chu's explanation was a little plausible, he still didn't quite understand why he wanted to shoot expensive shells like this. When he was in the country, he had never seen such a fight in the preparation of battle-level artillery, and occasionally fired a few shots, not to destroy many enemies, but to give the stormtrooping troops a strong momentum.

Across a river and a small dirt slope, Ono's brigade poured blood mold. Before the shelling, the officers were directing the units to park their bicycles and prepare to participate in the battle. But the scene was very chaotic.

Having an extra bike does have a lot more management problems, because in the pursuit, the personnel of the same group may be pulled several kilometers away, so it is also difficult to remove the weapon parts from the rear shelf for assembly, and once someone in the group is not in place, a 92 machine gun, or 60 mortar, may not be assembled, or the ammunition cannot be found. The Japanese pursued the British from the forest in Malaya, so that the command headquarters chased after the experience, specially revised the original combat regulations, in addition to maneuvering, but also began to strengthen the firepower of the bicycle troops, and more heavy weapons were dismantled and shared by the troops, which caused today's chaos.

Ono had just ordered the troops to prepare to build a bridge, when a shell fell into the middle of a pile of bicycles. The explosion threw the bicycle and the heavy machine gun into the air. For a while, he thought that it might be an enemy plane bomb, he had never seen such a powerful artillery shell, and when he was in China, he usually faced the Chinese division without * artillery, and there were very few mortars. He fought off the coast of Guangdong and on Hainan Island, and was even more armed at the militia level.

The shells fell one after another, and for a while, there were bursts of fire, fragments flew everywhere, and half of his brigade headquarters of more than 100 people was killed in an instant. The two squadrons that arrived first were beaten and cried for their mothers. It felt like the enemy was concentrating a fairly large artillery force. He had no plan in his head to deal with such a situation, and he could usually carry out a counter-charge when he was ambushed by the enemy, but now he was separated by a river and could not see the enemy at all.

Shao Zuo suddenly remembered what Major General Ying Zuo had just said, and it sounded like he was trying to destroy his prestige because of others' ambitions, but now it seems that even if his four 92-step guns are reached, they are not opponents at all. The enemy's firepower was ten times greater than that of these four guns.

He pondered the situation sluggishly, and finally gave the order to immediately retreat along the road. However, the two squadrons that came from behind, did not have time to receive orders through the communications corps, and saw from a distance that the artillery bombardment neither dared to approach nor retreat, but squeezed the dirt road into a water. So the drone observed the second dense staging area of the enemy. The information is transmitted to the map bucket placed on Chu Tingchang's car, and then through the forwarding device, the instructions are transmitted to Chu Tingchang's small earphones hidden in his ears.

He spread the map on the hood of the jeep and began to express his idea that he had to find some justification for the extended shot anyway.

"I reckon that the enemy coming from behind will mingle with the enemy who is retreating. Company Commander Zhao, what do you think? His question had a strong hint, he knew that Zhao Xiaoli didn't have much independent thinking ability, and it was easy to be led into his own preset trap and draw conclusions for himself. Of course, this is the effect achieved among his subordinates after performing many "miracles" himself.

"Yes, they will definitely run backwards after a fat beating just now."

"Where will it run from?"

"Of course, it's along this road, and we saw it when we came, but the surrounding bushes can't walk bicycles, so it must be the same way."

"Where do you think it's better?"

"Here, right?" Zhao Xiaoli casually pointed to an area.

"Well, it's up to you to get lucky today."

Chu Tingchang closed the map and prepared to give the shooting command to the back.

"Master Chu, wouldn't it be ...... if you missed?" asked Guo Rugui, who came from China and really couldn't see such a bad shell.

"It's okay, isn't it just a cannonball? The Americans have. Chu Tingchang said lightly, naturally it is not bad, they are backed by the road network, even if the Royal Air Force is not so cheerful, it is not a Japanese plane from afar that can be controlled by a few air strikes, in short, the shells can always be transported.

As soon as the enemy had come out of the chaos and began to slowly retreat with the wounded, the shells rained down from the sky as if they had eyes. The accuracy of the low-speed* inevitably caused errors, but the larger coverage area also had its advantages, and some Japanese soldiers who were carrying bicycles and preparing to leave quickly around the surrounding bushes were also hit.

The Sherman Tank Company and the Machine Infantry Company, all the time waiting for orders to the east. They didn't cross the river at all, and the crooked wooden bridge didn't allow tracked vehicles to cross the river, they just maneuvered along the river to the enemy's flank. There was no participation in the tasks of indicating the shelling. Now that the order of Chief Chu has arrived, let them come back quickly and cut off the enemy's way back.

The last of the Ono brigade were all those who had dysentery and were slow to ride bicycles, and when they heard the sound of artillery in front of them, they didn't know what was going on, so they could only pedal forward. I don't want to think of the rumbling engine behind me, of course, I subconsciously thought that my reinforcements had arrived?

The first tank turned around and saw a bicycle parked in the middle of the dirt road, and the commander looked around to see a Japanese soldier on the side of the road looking at him with his bare buttocks, his gun aside, and a tissue in his hand.

Seeing that the distance was close to the point that the depression angle of the machine gun on the turret was not enough, and the firing range in front of the hull was insufficient in the direction of the machine gun. The driver pulled the joystick suddenly, the tank turned 30 degrees on the spot, and rushed straight towards the Japanese, the guy quickly got up and wanted to run, but the pants didn't come to the level, and he was tripped all of a sudden, and the tank ran over directly, this poor guy originally got a military doctor's fake note two days ago, but insisted on participating in the war in order to liberate the hearts of the people of South Asia, and finally ended up like this.

The infantry spread out behind the tanks and occupied the commanding heights on both flanks, and the Japanese were not troops that could not fight without leaving the road, and they had to occupy all the retreats first, waiting for them to fight to the death.

The tanks in front lined up and fired at the enemy with as many as 4 machine guns on each tank, and the 75mm guns were somewhat redundant in view of the fact that the enemy had no vehicles or heavy weapons.

They can't move too fast so as not to fall into their own fire nets, and the 105 shells coming across the river are the most worrying problem. At this moment, the Japanese army that was in a cage was like a rat in a cage being driven away at both ends. As soon as a pair of Japanese soldiers tried to hide in the bushes and set up machine guns, they were overturned by a 75-mm shell, and they could not organize any large-scale counterattack.

In fact, the strongest 92 rifle guns of the Ono Brigade could not penetrate the Sherman armor from any distance. But the Japanese still did not get such an opportunity. The sudden appearance of the tank frightened the horses pulling the infantry guns, and they ran away with their guns on their own.

The remnants of the Japanese tried to take advantage of the difficult terrain around the tanks and the proximity of the canals* to carry out the attack, but the 12 Shermans formed a complete fire network, protecting each other and being almost airtight. The Japanese tried twice, and one squadron was reimbursed around the tank, but could not get closer, so they did not dare to try again. The more serious problem is the loss of command, and no one knows where Ono Kanshaosato is? Since the order to retreat was given, none of the squadrons received further orders from him, and of the four squadron leaders, only one was still in command, and the rest could not be found.

Such a hasty engagement and rapid defeat were not found in the experience of the Japanese, usually even if they were suddenly ambushed by the enemy on all sides, they could still rely on the terrain and stubborn resistance for a long time, but the accuracy of the enemy's artillery and the rapid outflanking of the tanks deprived the Japanese of the opportunity to respond (even if blindly). The artillery disrupted the command system at the first time, so that all the defects of the command headquarters that had relied on the transmission of the communications commander were exposed (the radio station of the brigade could only be used to communicate with the superiors).

The Japanese troops who had leaked through the fire net began to run wildly, and were waiting for the infantry in the rear to form a skirmish.

After returning from northern Burma, Chu Tingchang's troops eliminated the original Soviet-made machine guns, and did not use * machine guns, but chose the 7.92 caliber Canadian-made Czech and American-made water-cooled heavy machine guns provided by the British as light and heavy machine gun firepower, which greatly reduced the time for the troops to familiarize themselves with the equipment.

The infantry laid a wide net, waiting for the Japanese to rush at them with all their weapons, and the dense net of fire enveloped the enemy and prevented them from escaping. The battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

Chu Tingchang's side had already begun to repair the bridge, the Japanese had already repaired half of it, and the work behind it was very fast, and soon his 200-man headquarters was back on the riverbank. His main forces did not cross the river and are now pursuing the enemy.

The guard company quickly swept away the remnants of the enemy, and the personnel of the command climbed to the commanding heights. Guo Rugui, who followed Chu Tingchang, saw the tragic scene behind the hill, which was the part he had just questioned about the effect of the shelling.

The corpses of Japanese soldiers were densely packed below, and in a moment, hundreds of vultures had gathered in the air, waiting to come down for dinner. Guo Rugui used his binoculars to go down, and the guard company was walking through the tragic shelling area, searching for information on the officers' side, and re-shooting the dying guy. The twisted spoked wheels of the bikes were still spinning in the breeze, mutilated bodies hung from the handlebars, and weapons had been blown to pieces.

It wasn't the first time he had seen a bloody battlefield with corpses on both sides, but the situation here was different from before, it was all Japanese.

"Report, I found a Shaozuo who was blown in half."

Zhao Xiaoli reported with a walkie-talkie a mile away.

"Very well, keep the saber and don't take it privately."

"Understood."

Zhao Xiaoli agreed, and took off Shaozuo's watch and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he looked around, and sure enough, he found a saber nearby, and there was still a tassel behind the knife handle, and the scabbard was quite shiny, which looked different from those mass-produced rotten knives, and he thought that the master seat was going to give it away.