Chapter 472: It's Really Shelled!

"Fa Fa, don't you squint for a while? You're on duty at twelve o'clock in the evening, right? A ground staff girl reminded Chen Fa'er, who was making beef and radish soup.

Not to mention that the Provisional Executive Committee will not agree to push these irreplaceable professionals to the dangerous front line of operations, and Kong Heng himself will not let these people with no combat ability go to the post of sentry that is related to the life and death of the team, although they are now facing the dilemma of a very short manpower.

In fact, the lack of manpower in this stronghold that had to be built by the traversers had already caused many problems in defense, and Kong Heng was not even able to put together a patrol team to go out. What is even more terrifying is that the distance between the various positions is very long, although they can still form a crossfire network with the powerful range of modern weapons, but after nightfall, no one dares to guarantee that there will be no enemy infiltration in the case of such a wide gap between the positions.

Therefore, Kong Heng and Zhang Zhiqiu decided that each area of the camp on the inner line should be equipped with personnel on duty in the case that the outer line was already sentry, so as to prevent the enemy from infiltrating and then being taken into a pot.

The first delivery of the Osprey transport plane brought enough weapons and ammunition for Chen Fa'er to be re-armed. Originally, Kong Heng equipped Chen Fa'er with a Glock 17 automatic pistol, so that all weapons could have a uniform caliber and common ammunition.

But the Glock 17's grip design that fits the shape of a Western hand is obviously not so friendly to our shipyard designers, and that thing is too big for Chen's small hands. So she asked Chen Ze for the June Fourth small smashing cannon, although this small smashing cannon was running out of ammunition because the latter took it to mend the knife.

"It's okay, I often stay up late, and a 3-hour shift is a small thing for me." Chen Fa'er said as she picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks made of a pair of twigs and tried it salty.

"Well, the taste is okay, but fortunately, I can finally chew it." After Chen Fa'er finished speaking, he picked up this field lunch box full of beef and radish soup and was about to go outside the fortifications.

"Fa Fa, where are you going, didn't the above say that we should not be allowed to walk around? And it's dark, and the lights are controlled outside, what are you doing out? "The ground crew girl has also spent time in the disciplined forces in the light curtain of the dome, and she still has the concept of obeying commands.

"It's okay, I observed it when the sky was still bright, Brother Zhang's foxhole is about a hundred steps away from our left, I'll go back when I go." Chen Fa'er said as she lifted the camouflage tarp at the exit of the bunker and walked out.

"Did you remember the password?" The ground crew girl continued.

"The King of Heaven covers the tiger, Timo is one meter five! I remember! Chen Fa'er replied.

As a girl who drives in a PC stand-alone game and waits for a red light at an intersection, wandering around the camp with beef soup in the camp where the lights have been controlled can be regarded as one of the few records of unruly behavior in her thirty years of life.

Perhaps what happened in the past two days had too much impact on her previous concepts and cognitions, including the "inhumane" behavior that her teammates around her could not accept in the past such as replenishing guns to the enemy, and now she can only silently accept it, and many of the previous rules in this war era are no longer applicable. But soon she learned another lesson, there are still some rules to follow!

Just when Chen Fa'er felt that he was still about twenty steps away from Zhang Zhiqiu's foxhole, a shell exploded in the camp without warning.

“Gunfire! "The immediate response in English was the old bird from the green paint zone, and those who had experienced the scenes of Iraq and Afghanistan had already reacted instinctively to the shelling.

"Shelling! Lie down and find cover! Immediately after that, it was quickly realized that some civilians who had not entered the dome light curtain might not be able to understand the English tactical language, and the Chinese version of the password was also introduced in the camp.

Hearing the password, Chen Fa'er hurriedly lay on the ground, and the beef soup that was still carefully held was dried on the ground. Perhaps attracted by the fragrant beef and radish soup, a beam of light shot from ten meters away from her.

"Heavenly King Covers the Tiger!" With the blinding glare came half a password.

"Teemo is one meter five!" Chen Fa'er replied tremblingly.

Although the Manchurian adults have been chasing and intercepting them in the past two days, and even before the arrival of the "Osprey" transport plane, the new Qing army has forced their group of newly transported people to the point that almost all civilians have to carry guns to the battlefield. But in fact, before this shelling, the guns of the Qing army had not reached the inner ring fortifications where Chen Fa'er and his civilians were located, and when the shells exploded so close to him, Chen Fa'er realized that death was so close to him.

Hearing that the other party had answered the password correctly, Zhang Zhiqiu hurriedly climbed out of his foxhole, dragged the other party and rolled into the pit. After entering the foxhole and pulling up the waterproof camouflage cloth, he turned on the flashlight and saw the faces of the people who came.

"Why are you not staying in your own artillery fortifications, what are you doing here?" Zhang Zhiqiu's tone was full of reproach, and he looked like Lao Tzu was single with his strength.

"Whoa! I'm sending you this. Chen Fa'er shook the only bit of beef and radish soup left in the steel lunch box aggrievedly.

In order to avoid the situation of harvesting more than one head with a cannonball, Kong Heng stipulated that only one person could stay in each foxhole, so the pit Zhang Zhiqiu dug for himself was only enough for himself. When Chen Fa'er was dragged in, the distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's snorts sprayed on their faces, and the scene in the pit was a little ambiguous at this time.

"This is the old godfather, call N3, this is the old godfather, call N3!" At this time, the radio walkie-talkie carried by Zhang Zhiqiu heard the voice of Kong Heng calling the "Merkava 4" main battle tank.

"This is N3, please speak." Captain N3 replied.

"Find out the location of the enemy's artillery with a thermal imager, and hopefully this time they will be blinded by direct fire and not with straddle fire!" Kong Heng said.

It is difficult for individual night vision devices to spot the Qing artillery carrying out artillery shelling at such a distance, even if the range of the infantry guns used by the opponent at the end of the 19th century is impressive, but it is far beyond the observation range of individual night vision devices. Now, only the vehicle-mounted thermal imaging observation equipment on the "Merkava 4" main battle tank can find the location of the Qing artillery that launched the attack.

"Observations in Area A1 have been completed, and no targets have been found." Commander N3 observed one by one the areas marked on the improvised map that might hide Qing artillery.

The attack may come from any direction around the camp, but the observation range of the "Merkava 4" thermal imager is limited, and due to the influence of the terrain, the N3 needs to move to the other side of the camp when observing certain areas, but tonight's luck is obviously not on the side of the crossing, and there is no Qing artillery in the first few areas where the N3 is most easily observed.

Boom, while the N3 was struggling to find the location of the attacker, another shell landed near the camp. Unlike mortar and large-caliber howitzer shelling, this low-end infantry gun fired shells without warning. Mortar shells, because they are equipped with tail fins, have a sharp whistling sound when they fall; Large-caliber howitzers have a fast initial velocity because of the high chamber pressure, and the shells will also make a special sound when flying in the air at high speed.

This kind of shelling that makes people not even mentally prepared for it makes the crossing people uncomfortable, especially the psychological pressure of those civilians is even greater. At this time, Chen Fa'er, who was almost huddled in Zhang Zhiqiu's arms and shivering, realized what a brave move Zhang Zhiqiu had made before leading people to carry 120mm bazookas to the artillery of the Qing army.

If it weren't for Brother Zhang who led people to fight with the artillery of the Qing army before, it is estimated that if we hold on to the support of the F-35, at least half of the people would have died, Chen Fa'er thought to himself.

"! Didn't you say that the cannonballs of the adults were all filled with black powder, I especially heard the sound and it didn't look like it! At this time, Zhang Zhiqiu couldn't care about the beauty in her arms, so she picked up the walkie-talkie and sprayed.

"I don't know where to go, that's what Wang Hanas's intelligence says! Malegobi's, looking at the bullet point, there is more than one cannon bombarding us, your uncle! Kong Heng scolded.