Chapter 2: Bombardment!
"What's going on up ahead?"
Ayanami, who was in the command vehicle, heard the sound of four consecutive violent explosions in front of him, and immediately ordered the troops to stop moving forward and walked out of the command vehicle, before he could figure out the situation
"Boom!"
More than a dozen shells fell from the sky and whizzed down on the troops moving quickly on the road, exploding dozens of meters on the side of the road, because the distance did not cause any real damage, but all experienced soldiers understood that this shooting was only a prelude to a violent storm, and the real shelling had not yet begun.
"Corrective shooting! 105 mm! The whole army immediately looks for a hidden spot to conceal it!"
Knowing that the real first strike of the enemy would begin in a minute, Ayanami immediately ordered the troops to leave the road in time for the real shelling to begin.
"Buzzββββ Boom !!"
But the sound that followed made Ayanami even more shocked. Listening to the rapid hissing sound, the explosion exploded on the road near a hundred meters away from him, and two trucks and an armored car were destroyed by this shell. The 12-mm armor plates of the armored car were easily shredded by the power of the explosion, and the truck was directly ignited.
A powerful wave of air blew Ayanami endured the explosion and hurriedly ran towards the command vehicle, he wanted to give an order for the troops to immediately stop advancing and retreat, and at the same time order the troops in front to prepare to meet the enemy.
"Order all units to prepare for artillery bombardment! All units and units pay attention! Prepare to cover and prepare for the enemy's attack!"
At this moment, a propeller trainer flew over the road from the south side of the forest.
The plane flew to the road with a radio station for the sole purpose of correcting the artillery's firing.
"Repairβrepairβrepairβ"
Sure enough, in less than a moment, a new round of shelling began, this round of shelling was much more accurate than the previous one, and the first shell landed in the convoy, followed by more shells.
The sound of dense shells streaking through the air was endless, and columns of orange-red flames rose up on the road. Ayanami, who had finished the order, knew that everything he could do had been done at this time. All that needs to be done now is to dodge the artillery.
On the road, the enemy launched a surprise artillery attack, and the counterattack and response of the entire force was very limited. Judging by the initial velocity of the shell and the time of landing of the first shell, the enemy's artillery position was deep in the forest to the southeast, four to five kilometers from its own troops, while the effective range of the Imperial-made 105 howitzer was 11 kilometers.
'Can't escape'
Their own troops could not escape the coverage of enemy artillery fire.
Now the entire highway is densely packed with follow-up and mechanized infantry units, artillery units, repair units, supply units, and brigade units directly under the brigade of the 1st Separate Mixed Brigade, except for the armored regiment. How many could hundreds of vehicles of all kinds escape under the cover of enemy artillery on the great plains?
Pinch the head and remove the tail, cut off the retreat and approach, and then shell and encroach section by section.
This is the best way to deal with the mechanized troops that are too heavily equipped and cannot do without the road, that is, their own first brigade. Gallia's poor road conditions are already gnashing teeth, it was raining last night, and the fields are full of mud, if you let the car hide in the field at this time, you can't do without the road, how far the wheeled car will be in the mud, and you can't move. Finally, bye to the cheap enemy.
The best plan now is to let the infantry hide first to avoid the shell fire, and let the artillery hide and try to return fire after determining the enemy's coordinates
"Brigade commander! Report to the brigade commander! The rearguard unit is under heavy enemy fire! Heavy casualties!"
Sure enough, the bad news from the signal corps confirmed Ayanami's conjecture
"Density of enemy artillery fire"
"At least one brigade of 105 howitzers!"
"Order the troops to immediately hide in place! Retreat as far away from the road as possible!"
"Report to the brigade commander! The avant-garde unit is under heavy enemy fire!"
pinched the head and removed the tail, as he expected
"Enemy Configuration"
"At least one brigade of 105 howitzers!"
Coupled with the enemy artillery fire that fired at their own direction, it was three brigades of 36 105 howitzers.
Nearly a company of field artillery units.
Hiding beside the chariot, Ayanami pondered the plan of counterattack amid the shelling, and at the same time estimated the enemy's offensive intentions.
Judging from the enemy's tactics of pinching the head and removing the tail, it seems that he wants to directly eat his entire brigade, so according to the combat effectiveness of the Galia, there are no elite troops of more than 20,000 people in the three legions, and the Galian army absolutely does not have the courage to do so.
Three artillery brigades, three corps, was just an acceptable range for the Gallia Army, which lacked artillery.
At this time, Ayanami definitely didn't expect that the abnormal Gallia Army, or the arrogant Karl and LandobarΓ§a regiments, would actually want to eat his entire elite brigade with just one reinforced regiment.
It's not a rout, it's a total annihilation!
"Boom, boom, boom!"
At this moment, the sound of artillery units returning fire was heard from the direction of the rearguard.
It seems that the self-propelled artillery units have roughly estimated the enemy's position and began to return fire, and under normal circumstances, experienced artillerymen can estimate the approximate range of the enemy through the sound of artillery, because it is estimated that the blocking effect of the forest is estimated, compared to the troops in the rear, they think that their return fire can give the enemy a dismount and reorganize the morale of the troops.
This kind of thing happened from time to time when the artillery units of the two sides could not observe each other's situation.
In general, this is true, but not today
"Bastard!Who let them fire?!"
But Ayanami was uncharacteristically angry.
Normally, but today is a special situation, under artillery fire, the almost forgotten plane flying high in the sky has become the real cause of Ayanami's anger.
The general state refers to the fact that in the case that neither the enemy nor our artillery can grasp the accurate coordinates of the enemy or the enemy, the artillery that is inferior in quantity and quality can return fire, but when the artillery unit in the inferior quantity and quality encounters the enemy artillery unit with an advantage in the field of vision to strike the enemy first, the artillery in the concealed state takes the initiative to return fire, which is no different from seeking death.
Under the auxiliary reconnaissance and correction of the enemy's high-altitude aircraft, the enemy's artillery firing accuracy will reach an astonishing degree, while its own artillery unit is blocked by the woods in front of it, and its line of sight is completely unable to correct the shelling coordinates by observation.
Artillery is the most rigorous technical branch of the modern army, and mathematical and physical technologies such as ballistics and preheating design are also the earliest scientific and technological technologies systematically applied to combat.
Accurate data is the key to the victory of the artillery battle, and it is absolutely impossible for an independent artillery unit that is inferior in quantity, quality, and accuracy to the enemy by going two streets to victory in this artillery battle.
"Let the artillery units immediately shift their positions!
Now the enemy's three artillery brigades have fixed firing coordinates for firing direction, and it will take some time to transfer the direction of fire, and if the speed is fast enough, the artillery brigade will still be possible......
"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"
But the cannonballs that roared from the depths of the forest again ruthlessly crushed Ayanami's last hope.
That sound, that hellish roar that seemed to tear the whole sky apart, that heavy
The 44-kilogram sub-packed shells, the power that destroys all moving troops, make Ayanami never forget that he used to be so eager to hear this kind of battlefield killing voice every time the battle was launched, like a death elegy sung by the god of death to the enemy.
But now the listeners of this song are no longer enemies, but themselves and their own troops
"150 mm!"
Then they plunged headlong into the territory of the camel heavy tank, ready to dodge this deadly shelling.
When the sound of the explosion of a dense 150 shells sounded in the rear artillery positions, Ayanami knew that the artillery unit was hopeless.
Now, as a person who has lost the ability to return fire, he is under the fire of one of the enemy's artillery wings, without fortifications. The commander of the unit, which was not loosely formed and had a live target, the only question that could be pondered was how to survive the fire of the enemy's 150 artillery fire, and the rest was beyond his ability, and the whole unit had no way to retreat, and was blocked by the enemy with artillery fire on a narrow road, unable to advance and unable to retreat.
One can imagine how many enemy troops remained in the forest, ready to launch a final assault on their own units that had completely destroyed and disintegrated their own forces to the north.
"Xiu Xiu Xiu-" "Boom Boom Boom !!!.................."
It began, it finally began. The end of their own troops, the most tragic and desperate elegy for the army.
The troops, which had been marching intensively on the field roads, were covered by the fire of heavy artillery units that had been corrected with accurate artillery fire...... There are no fortifications, no bunkers, no retreats.
There is nowhere to run, there is no hope.
The sound of artillery explosions and the whistling of shells mingled with the sound of shells, setting off layers and waves of dust, shrapnel, flames and gunpowder around the road.
The explosions of 105-kilogram high-explosive shells of 19-mm howitzers and 43-kilogram high-explosive shells of 150-mm heavy guns were heard one after another.
The barrage of dense shells and artillery fire continued as if there was no end.
The power of a 105-shell high-explosive bomb can kill people within a range of 10~20 meters within the impact point of impact. A 150 high-explosive shell is enough to completely kill an enemy within a radius of 39 meters with shrapnel alone, and shrapnel alone is enough for such power.
"Boom ββ!"
A 150-shell landed about 80 meters away from the territory of the heavy chariot where Ayanami was hiding, lying on the ground with his mouth slightly open, his elbows and knees on the ground, and his abdomen and chest slightly raised (this is the anti-artillery posture! Be sure to cover your ears and open your mouth! Don't let your chest and abdomen hit the ground! Your internal organs will be shattered by seismic waves!)
A wave of air almost knocked him down and stunned, but he knew he couldn't fall at this time, and once he fell, the shock wave of 150 shells from the shell that would not end alone would shatter his internal organs and brain. At the very least, it can completely destroy his eardrums and the balance system of the auditory center.
Shell after shell exploded around the road. Everywhere there were the sound of soldiers screaming and the sound of cars and armored vehicles being ignited and exploding.
Ayanami didn't know if he was lucky enough, and he didn't know if the camel heavy chariot he was hiding in would be hit by a direct cannonball, and if he was hit, the people in the car would definitely not survive, and he would be doomed.
What a duke, what a noble identity, what a high-achieving student of the Imperial Army Academy, a cold-faced young general.
Under this endless shelling, everyone who wants to survive is the same.
Bend down, hold your head, open your mouth, cover your ears, and try to keep your body low, chest and abdomen, and don't touch the ground.
And then...... And then......
"Boom ββ!" another shell landed about 20 meters from the hull.
Ayanami is still alive, proving that he is lucky. This is just a 105-mm shell.
It's just a calloused hand that has been swept up in the air and tells him that someone is not as lucky as him.
The ears are getting deaf and the tinnitus is getting worse. The whole head and internal organs were shaken to the point that they felt like they were about to be out of place.
The shockwave that killed people within 50 meters of the explosion of 150 shells gave anyone in this shelled area the same brutal treatment.
The same goes for Ayanami.
At this time, in the artillery field, in this unit that was completely caught in the shelling and completely covered by the enemy's superior artillery units, this emperor ** elite, who was still thinking about how to end this war with glory ten minutes ago, how to spend all day and wine in Landgulitz, there is only one need, the only thing that can be considered.
When will the enemy's shells be finished, and will they be alive before the enemy's shells are finished?
Will you be hit by a shell? Will you be hit by a shrapnel that flies out of nowhere? Or will you be torn in half by an explosion in a brutal shelling, and you will die in pain with a bang of explosion? Or will you be lucky enough to be hit by a shell and die without pain, but your bones will always be evaporated from the battlefield, and you will be remembered by your family who have long since died, and you will be hung to the ends of the earth until the end of hell.
"Xiu-boomββboomββ! boom-"
At this time, no one will have the luxury of praying for any military merits and honors, no one will care about what status level anymore, and no one will care about tomorrow and next year.
'Please, merciful Lord, God! God, gods, beg you, let me live a little longer! a few minutes! Just bless me in a few minutes! I have never prayed to you in my life, just this once! Let me live a little longer! Just survive this bombardment! Just for a little while! Bless me! Let me get through!'
At this time, on the battlefield under the shelling of soldiers who were blown to pulp by shells every second.
Living an extra second is something that feels luxurious and worth praying for.
'No one dies in thirty seconds!'
One of Sam's favorite words from the GIs applies here as well.
If you really want to bless and love your people, be kind and let us live!
We promise to survive and do more good deeds, and go to church to give you some extra candle money. We guarantee it!
"Repair - boomββ! repair - boom ββ!"
But the shelling did not stop because of their prayers, and in the rear, deep in the forest, there were a staggering number of shells piled up on the artillery positions carved out in the abandoned mine area.
In order to deal with the newest stubble in the Gallia Dispatch Army, Karl and his team had already prepared plenty of food for their artillery.
An entire train of shells was brought in in order to completely destroy the enemy in the first round of shelling.
72 105-mm howitzers, 12 150-mm heavy field howitzers.
A huge artillery unit with a field artillery brigade under the Imperial Army Group was well trained with sufficient ammunition and accurate artillery fire correction.
And what about the enemy, the soldiers of the emperor who are dying in the shelling area?
There are no bunkers, no foxholes, no trenches, no positions, nothing that can be used as cover in tactical terms.
Everyone can only hide on the side of the gravel paved highway or in the muddy field, and let their bodies and lives be buried by the mud and dust that gradually splashes, and finally together with their memories and souls in the world, they are buried with the shells produced in their own country, and buried together with the shrapnel and iron scrap metal produced in their own country.
"Boomββ!boom ββ!"
After about half an hour, the sound of artillery in the entire shelling area has not stopped, but almost no one's screams and ** sounds can be heard in the area.
The power of an artillery brigade, the power of a field artillery brigade is such a power.
Brutal and cruel, there is no room for negotiation with the enemy.
By the time the shelling is over, how many people will be left alive in the shelled area? It doesn't matter anymore, the surviving enemy will be taken prisoner.
Become a captive of the Gallia Lamb, whom they once despised.
And the battle, the battle in the forest, continues at the same time.
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
PS:
The 105 killing radius is mostly about 10 meters to 20 meters, and the 105 shells of the South African G7 can reach 20 meters to 30 meters due to the optimization method, reaching the level of 155; the 122 killing radius is about 15 meters to 25 meters; the 152 and 155 killing radius are mostly about 20 meters to 30 meters; the above is only the killing distance of absolutely lethal shrapnel, in fact, many shrapnel can still kill and injure unprotected personnel after flying a distance of more than 50 meters.
The power of artillery shells for individual casualties is mainly divided into two parts, shrapnel killing and shock wave killing.
The absolute killing distance mentioned above is shrapnel, depending on the height of the shell explosion - air explosion or ground touchdown.
It also depends on the terrain and vegetation of the blast ground.
The harder the ground, the more powerful it is, and the lower the explosion power on sandy ground or beachhead.
But for shells of more than 150 calibers, shock wave killing is the main killing method.
The shock wave of a 150-mm grenade and a 43-kilogram split shell is powerful enough to kill a person within 50 meters of the explosion range.
Unless you have cover protection, it's basically nothing.