Compared to other arms, artillery is the most knowledgeable about artillery and shells.

For example, in terms of dodging shells and reacting to shells, it is definitely much better than other classes.

The members of the Einsatzgruppen are all veterans and have a lot of experience in dealing with shelling, but they still have their own habits, such as waiting for the shells to explode, they often lie on the ground for two or three seconds before getting up after making sure that everything is right.

However, the artillerymen waited for about a second after the shell exploded before they got up directly, and continued to do their business without the slightest change in their expressions. There are even many experienced people who can judge the landing point of the shell based on the sound of the shell falling, so that they can directly respond accordingly.

However, when faced with shelling, luck is really important. No matter how experienced an artillery is, it is not as good as luck.

It is said that at this time, the artillery squad of the special task force set up a temporary position in the mountain and leaned a little back, which is definitely the best place to avoid the shells of the little devils, and at the same time it is a place to shell the little devils: this is the advantage of the location, standing on the top of the mountain, condescending, clear at a glance, and hitting wherever you want. At the same time, the little devil can't see the situation on the top of the mountain, let alone see a little back from the top of the mountain.

But no one knows for sure about luck.

No, at the beginning, so many shells fell from the little devils, and even the experienced members of the special operations team had casualties, but the artillery positions established by the artillery team were so close to everyone that they were simply connected, but there was no, and not a single shell fell within ten meters, at most it was hit by a few pieces of dust that were raised.

However, just when everyone was relieved about the safety of the artillery positions, the good fortune of the artillery positions seemed to run out all at once......

"Whoosh~!"

"Boom!"

A cannonball suddenly fell without warning, exactly three meters next to the small steel cannon on the far left, lined up in a row of four.

The sudden appearance of the situation was not expected, but the experience of the artillerymen was really rich.

There is no need to order, and there is no time to order, the artilleryman who squatted on the left side of the small steel cannon, holding a cannonball in both hands, ready to reload at any time, immediately reacted as soon as he heard the sound of the cannonball falling: almost instinctively, he didn't even raise his head, his left hand directly grasped the cannonball in his hand, and his right hand grabbed the small steel cannon, and at the same time, his body straightened up slightly, and the whole body was about to rush to the small steel cannon...... Obviously, he wanted to use his body to protect the small steel cannon and the cannonball, and it can even be said that he wanted to protect the small steel cannon and the cannonball with his own life.

However, he never expected that his heroic dream was only halfway achieved before he was forcibly interrupted.

I saw that the comrade-in-arms beside him who was watching others concoct small steel cannons, as soon as he heard the sound of cannonballs, he subconsciously looked into the sky, and then lowered his head. But at the moment when he lowered his head, his comrades around him got up to pounce on the small steel cannon, he didn't think about it, he instinctively shouted "I'm coming!" and kicked his comrades away.

Then, he pounced on the small steel cannon...... And his comrades-in-arms also used their bodies to block the small steel cannons or shells around them: the small steel cannon is better, it's a big deal to be blown up, but once the shell accidentally lets the front land, it is very likely to cause an explosion, which will cause more shells to explode, and at that time, the entire hill may be directly blown up, and the consequences are definitely not comparable to blowing up a small steel cannon.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the whole artillery position was in shambles: five artillerymen were wounded, four were lightly wounded - all only scratched, one seriously wounded - the artilleryman closest to the point of explosion and was kicked to the ground by that comrade, and he was only grazed by shrapnel everywhere else, except for a piece of shrapnel stuck in his right shoulder blade.

Sacrifice an artilleryman, the one on the far left covering the small steel cannon. He had a piece of shrapnel stuck in his thigh, and several pieces of shrapnel of different sizes on his left waist, but the fatal wound was indeed on his left temple, which was inserted by an irregular shrapnel the size of a fingernail and three centimeters long, and he died a heroic death.

In addition, all the artillerymen, including the two fighters at the close point, suffered from tinnitus to varying degrees. Fortunately, the artillerymen have a way to deal with tinnitus: open their mouths wide, bite hard, or hold their breath and other small methods, they can quickly get used to it, after all, before the explosion, they instinctively hold their heads with their hands and cover their ears by the way - this is the instinctive reaction of experience and cultivation from long-term training and baptism of war.

After the explosion, the artillerymen's first reaction was not to check whether they or their comrades were safe, but to check whether the shell box had fallen or skewed. After determining the safety, the first time to see whether the small steel cannon around you is safe and whether it has been damaged. Finally, it is to check whether you are injured and whether your comrades are injured...... Although there are a lot of words, but the inspection is very fast, after all, there are many people. You only need to glance at the shell box to be sure, and then when you see a comrade-in-arms who takes the first step to check the small steel cannon, you will subconsciously feel whether you are injured or not, and look at your comrades.

Then, everyone stood up and said they were fine.

In the end, everyone's eyes were on the seriously wounded man and the comrade-in-arms who died next to him.

Seeing that everyone wanted them to run, and shouted their names as they ran, the artillery squad leader immediately shouted: "Don't mess around, go back to your respective posts, and calibrate them immediately according to the reported data...... Shelling must be carried out within twenty seconds. Hurry!"

The artillery squad leader ran over with a soldier as he spoke, and when the other artillerymen heard the squad leader's words, they also glanced at the two people who fell to the ground with concern, and then resolutely turned around and carried out the order.

When he came to the sacrificial artilleryman, when he saw the blood left under the artilleryman's head, the heart of the artillery squad leader sank.

Hurriedly half-knelt on the ground, while shouting in a deep voice, "Old Peng, how are you?" while carefully flipping the other party over. As a result, halfway through, I saw that the shrapnel was inserted in Lao Peng's left temple.

The artillery squad gritted their teeth, turned Lao Peng's body around, put it aside, and said to the artilleryman who came with him: "Immediately check how much damage this small steel cannon is." ”

This is a small steel cannon that Lao Peng protects with his life, and everyone hopes that it will be safe and sound.

Then, the leader of the artillery squad was not even in the mood to stand up, but just stood up a little and quickly ran to the comrade-in-arms who was clenched even if he fell to the ground, even if he clenched his teeth, even if he did not know life or death, but his hands were clutching a small steel cannon shell.

Although he didn't know the name of the other party, it didn't hinder his concern and heartache: they were all his own comrades, they were all excellent soldiers, and they were all brothers who were like a family, even if they didn't know each other, as long as they wore this military uniform, as long as they were called the Eighth Route Army, they were their own brothers!

After two or three steps, he came to the soldier's side, first to see if there was any blood around him, and then to see if there were any wounds or blood on his head and body, and after making sure that there were none, the artillery squad leader breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Squatting down, placing the index finger of his right hand in front of the opponent's snort, to make sure that there was still breath, the artillery squad leader relaxed a lot in his heart: it seems that he is still alive, probably stunned.

"Comrade, how are you?"

Forcefully took off the small steel cannon shell that the opponent was holding, gently put it aside, and then shook the opponent while shouting, seeing that he couldn't wake up, the artillery squad leader directly pinched the opponent's acupoint.

Soon, the artilleryman quickly snorted in a long breath and slowly woke up.

"I ...... My cannonballs?"

Seeing that the first thing the other party said when he woke up was this, the eyes of the artillery squad leader instantly became red: What a good comrade!

Then, without waiting for the squad leader to speak, the other party continued to ask: "Didn't it explode, did it hurt its comrades? Is it okay to hold the position? And ......?"

The artillery squad leader nodded firmly, but nodded very softly and replied, "It's okay, it's all right." The little steel cannon shell you protected was very safe, and I put it there, you see. ”

Following the squad leader's finger, the artilleryman smiled when he saw that the shells he was protecting were really safe.

Smiling and smiling, the artilleryman probably wanted to stand up and touch the shell he had just protected, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he bared his teeth and took a sharp breath, but the frightened team leader's heart was raised, and he was afraid that he had not checked him carefully just now, and the other party was still mortally wounded, so he quickly asked: "Where is the injury?" ”

"Captain, my right shoulder hurts a little, can you help me take a look?"

The squad leader helped the artilleryman to sit up, and then looked at the artilleryman's right shoulder from behind, and his brows immediately wrinkled, but when he faced the artilleryman again, he smiled and said: "It's nothing, but I was hit by a small piece of shrapnel." It's not deep, and it's okay to pull it out for you when you turn around. ”

When the artilleryman heard this, his worried eyes suddenly relaxed, and his tone became much more relaxed: "It's okay." Captain, you go and do your job, I'll help him. ”

"You'd better take a break, right?"

"It's all right!" the artilleryman struggled to his feet, then walked over to the shell, bent down, and habitually stretched out his right hand to pick it up, but his teeth clenched in pain. After enduring the pain for a while, he stretched out his left hand, held the cannonball in his arms, straightened up, looked at the concerned eyes of the captain beside him, and said with a smile: "Captain, you see that I can still fight!"

The captain was relieved: he was not afraid of being injured, he was afraid that he would lose the spirit of daring to fight and not being able to get out of the line of fire if he was lightly injured.

"Okay, you're busy, I'll take command. The captain explained with a smile: "We have to complete the task immediately, and we can't let the sacrifices and efforts of the comrades be in vain." ”

After nodding to him, the captain turned around and walked forward quickly, and asked loudly as he walked: "Is it all calibrated? ”

What you get is that it's all concocted...... Except, of course, the small steel cannon on the far left.

However, now it is impossible to wait, and the cannon must be fired immediately......