Chapter 375: Heavy Fire Coverage

"Shelling! Hide..."

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble......

Before Nagashima could finish his speech, his voice was completely covered by a deafening explosion.

The raging waves covered one layer after another, the shells continued to fall to the ground like raindrops, and the eardrums of all the Japanese soldiers in the position were dizzy, and no matter how deep you hid, your ears would be shaken by the earth-shattering explosion.

Many Japanese soldiers on the position who had no time to dodge were blown into the sky, and when they were hit by a German-style steel ball high-explosive bomb at close range, their bodies would be torn to pieces in an instant, and their bodies would be shattered.

More than 300 guns of various calibers vented their anger all the time, and countless impact points covered all the Japanese positions, and the purgatory-like scene even appeared that the same crater was hit by several shells in succession.

Where is this shelling, this is simply a rain of shells, countless mud and stump corpses have just fallen from a high place and have been blown up in the air by other shells.

Everywhere was filled with smoke and frenzied shouts, and the enemy's artillery fire was so dense that there was no safe place in the entire Bamo town.

"Ahh いらăȘă„ïŒ I'm going home..."

"Koizumi!?"

"Come back! You don't want to die? ”

A young Japanese soldier frightened by the explosion jumped out of the trench like crazy despite the persuasion of his comrades, and ran desperately under the furious artillery fire.

"Boom!"

A 155mm shell fell on the head, and the huge flames covered everything within 30 meters, and the Japanese soldier evaporated on the spot without saying a word, and the shock wave even knocked several shouting Japanese soldiers in the distant trench to the ground.

The little devil only knows that the enemy has a lot of artillery, but he would never have imagined that there would be so much, if Nagashima knew in advance that the opponent's artillery strength was so terrifying, he would never just sit back and wait for death, this is completely staying in place as a live target.

In order to deal with these 3,000 people, Chen Jize spent three days and mobilized tens of thousands of shells, and then gave them a deadly swan song at one time.

The little devils on the battlefield were terrified, and it was constantly raining blood and minced flesh above their heads, and when they found that they could not save their lives even if they stayed in the trenches, the team immediately became a mess.

Within a few moments, the number of Japanese casualties was approaching four figures, and it was still rising, and the little devils on the front line were like crazy to withdraw from their positions, intending to burrow into the permanent fortifications to avoid artillery fire, and it seemed that only those reinforced concrete fortresses could escape.

However, the magic is a foot high, the road is a foot high, and the four P40s in the sky are not here to watch the battle, each fighter has two 300-pound napalm under the wings, and their targets are those strong fortresses exposed on the top of the mountain.

Shout... Rumble!

With the drop of the gasoline bombs, the reinforced concrete fortifications below that could not be blown up by the shells suddenly fell into a sea of fire, and the pervasive flames and smoke engulfed the evil lives one by one.

The Japanese thought their fortress was impregnable, but now it became a furnace that scorched the people inside, the bone-eating heat made people scream wildly, and the flames of napalm could not be extinguished for a short time, as long as the body touched a little, it would continue to burn until the flesh turned to charcoal.

In just ten minutes, it was as difficult as a lifetime, and people were blown to pieces every minute, and countless little devils felt the fear of hell.

The shelling finally ended, the entire Ba Mo was almost in ruins, and the positions on the outskirts of the town were also in shambles, with tattered gun wreckage on the ground, scorched earth and broken corpses everywhere, and there was not a single complete corpse in sight.

Before the surviving Japanese soldiers could breathe, the chariots and soldiers of the 2nd Regiment who had been waiting for a long time immediately attacked.

The assault force, led by four Shermans and thirty-five Sdkfz251 armored vehicles, was advancing at a constant speed of twenty-five kilometers per hour, followed by the strength of one infantry of the Second Regiment, and the two waves were less than thirty meters apart.

Although the terrain around Ba Mo is not as flat and open as that of Muangshi, it is also the main route of the Burma-India Highway, which runs through the town from south to north, and there is still a lot of gentle terrain on both sides, which also gives the armored forces a clear direction of attack.

"Stop advancing, the chariot waits for the infantry to follow, white phosphorus smoke grenades are ready, single salvo, put!"

At a distance of 100 meters from the enemy, Yuan Li on the head car grabbed the walkie-talkie and gave an order, and all the barreled artillery vehicles fired a wave of white phosphorus bombs at the Japanese position, and the white smoke from the explosion carried some scorching fire points, which could not only kill and injure the enemy troops below, but also play an excellent covering role.

"Shelling! Hide..."

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble......

Before Nagashima could finish his speech, his voice was completely covered by a deafening explosion.

The raging waves covered one layer after another, the shells continued to fall to the ground like raindrops, and the eardrums of all the Japanese soldiers in the position were dizzy, and no matter how deep you hid, your ears would be shaken by the earth-shattering explosion.

Many Japanese soldiers on the position who had no time to dodge were blown into the sky, and when they were hit by a German-style steel ball high-explosive bomb at close range, their bodies would be torn to pieces in an instant, and their bodies would be shattered.

More than 300 guns of various calibers vented their anger all the time, and countless impact points covered all the Japanese positions, and the purgatory-like scene even appeared that the same crater was hit by several shells in succession.

Where is this shelling, this is simply a rain of shells, countless mud and stump corpses have just fallen from a high place and have been blown up in the air by other shells.

Everywhere was filled with smoke and frenzied shouts, and the enemy's artillery fire was so dense that there was no safe place in the entire Bamo town.

"Ahh いらăȘă„ïŒ I'm going home..."

"Koizumi!?"

"Come back! You don't want to die? ”

A young Japanese soldier frightened by the explosion jumped out of the trench like crazy despite the persuasion of his comrades, and ran desperately under the furious artillery fire.

"Boom!"

A 155mm shell fell on the head, and the huge flames covered everything within 30 meters, and the Japanese soldier evaporated on the spot without saying a word, and the shock wave even knocked several shouting Japanese soldiers in the distant trench to the ground.

The little devil only knows that the enemy has a lot of artillery, but he would never have imagined that there would be so much, if Nagashima knew in advance that the opponent's artillery strength was so terrifying, he would never just sit back and wait for death, this is completely staying in place as a live target.

In order to deal with these 3,000 people, Chen Jize spent three days and mobilized tens of thousands of shells, and then gave them a deadly swan song at one time.

The little devils on the battlefield were terrified, and it was constantly raining blood and minced flesh above their heads, and when they found that they could not save their lives even if they stayed in the trenches, the team immediately became a mess.

Within a few moments, the number of Japanese casualties was approaching four figures, and it was still rising, and the little devils on the front line were like crazy to withdraw from their positions, intending to burrow into the permanent fortifications to avoid artillery fire, and it seemed that only those reinforced concrete fortresses could escape.

However, the magic is a foot high, the road is a foot high, and the four P40s in the sky are not here to watch the battle, each fighter has two 300-pound napalm under the wings, and their targets are those strong fortresses exposed on the top of the mountain.

Shout... Rumble!

With the drop of the gasoline bombs, the reinforced concrete fortifications below that could not be blown up by the shells suddenly fell into a sea of fire, and the pervasive flames and smoke engulfed the evil lives one by one.

The Japanese thought their fortress was impregnable, but now it became a furnace that scorched the people inside, the bone-eating heat made people scream wildly, and the flames of napalm could not be extinguished for a short time, as long as the body touched a little, it would continue to burn until the flesh turned to charcoal.

In just ten minutes, it was as difficult as a lifetime, and people were blown to pieces every minute, and countless little devils felt the fear of hell.

The shelling finally ended, the entire Ba Mo was almost in ruins, and the positions on the outskirts of the town were also in shambles, with tattered gun wreckage on the ground, scorched earth and broken corpses everywhere, and there was not a single complete corpse in sight.

Before the surviving Japanese soldiers could breathe, the chariots and soldiers of the 2nd Regiment who had been waiting for a long time immediately attacked.

The assault force, led by four Shermans and thirty-five Sdkfz251 armored vehicles, was advancing at a constant speed of twenty-five kilometers per hour, followed by the strength of one infantry of the Second Regiment, and the two waves were less than thirty meters apart.

Although the terrain around Ba Mo is not as flat and open as that of Muangshi, it is also the main route of the Burma-India Highway, which runs through the town from south to north, and there is still a lot of gentle terrain on both sides, which also gives the armored forces a clear direction of attack.

"Stop advancing, the chariot waits for the infantry to follow, white phosphorus smoke grenades are ready, single salvo, put!"

At a distance of 100 meters from the enemy, Yuan Li on the head car grabbed the walkie-talkie and gave an order, and all the barreled artillery vehicles fired a wave of white phosphorus bombs at the Japanese position, and the white smoke from the explosion carried some scorching fire points, which could not only kill and injure the enemy troops below, but also play an excellent covering role.

Taking advantage of this gap, the infantry behind quickly followed,





"Shelling! Hide..."

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble......

Before Nagashima could finish his speech, his voice was completely covered by a deafening explosion.

The raging waves covered one layer after another, the shells continued to fall to the ground like raindrops, and the eardrums of all the Japanese soldiers in the position were dizzy, and no matter how deep you hid, your ears would be shaken by the earth-shattering explosion.

Many Japanese soldiers on the position who had no time to dodge were blown into the sky, and when they were hit by a German-style steel ball high-explosive bomb at close range, their bodies would be torn to pieces in an instant, and their bodies would be shattered.

More than 300 guns of various calibers vented their anger all the time, and countless impact points covered all the Japanese positions, and the purgatory-like scene even appeared that the same crater was hit by several shells in succession.

Where is this shelling, this is simply a rain of shells, countless mud and stump corpses have just fallen from a high place and have been blown up in the air by other shells.

Everywhere was filled with smoke and frenzied shouts, and the enemy's artillery fire was so dense that there was no safe place in the entire Bamo town.

"Ahh いらăȘă„ïŒ I'm going home..."

"Koizumi!?"

"Come back! You don't want to die? ”

A young Japanese soldier frightened by the explosion jumped out of the trench like crazy despite the persuasion of his comrades, and ran desperately under the furious artillery fire.

"Boom!"

A 155mm shell fell on the head, and the huge flames covered everything within 30 meters, and the Japanese soldier evaporated on the spot without saying a word, and the shock wave even knocked several shouting Japanese soldiers in the distant trench to the ground.

The little devil only knows that the enemy has a lot of artillery, but he would never have imagined that there would be so much, if Nagashima knew in advance that the opponent's artillery strength was so terrifying, he would never just sit back and wait for death, this is completely staying in place as a live target.

In order to deal with these 3,000 people, Chen Jize spent three days and mobilized tens of thousands of shells, and then gave them a deadly swan song at one time.

The little devils on the battlefield were terrified, and it was constantly raining blood and minced flesh above their heads, and when they found that they could not save their lives even if they stayed in the trenches, the team immediately became a mess.

Within a few moments, the number of Japanese casualties was approaching four figures, and it was still rising, and the little devils on the front line were like crazy to withdraw from their positions, intending to burrow into the permanent fortifications to avoid artillery fire, and it seemed that only those reinforced concrete fortresses could escape.

However, the magic is a foot high, the road is a foot high, and the four P40s in the sky are not here to watch the battle, each fighter has two 300-pound napalm under the wings, and their targets are those strong fortresses exposed on the top of the mountain.

Shout... Rumble!

With the drop of the gasoline bombs, the reinforced concrete fortifications below that could not be blown up by the shells suddenly fell into a sea of fire, and the pervasive flames and thick smoke devoured the evil lives one by one.

The Japanese thought their fortress was impregnable, but now it became a furnace that scorched the people inside, the bone-eating heat made people scream wildly, and the flames of napalm could not be extinguished for a short time, as long as the body touched a little, it would continue to burn until the flesh turned to charcoal.

In just ten minutes, it was as difficult as a lifetime, and people were blown to pieces every minute, and countless little devils felt the fear of hell.

The shelling finally ended, the entire Ba Mo was almost in ruins, and the positions on the outskirts of the town were also in shambles, with tattered gun wreckage on the ground, scorched earth and broken corpses everywhere, and there was not a single complete corpse in sight.

Before the surviving Japanese soldiers could breathe, the chariots and soldiers of the 2nd Regiment who had been waiting for a long time immediately attacked.

The assault force, led by four Shermans and thirty-five Sdkfz251 armored vehicles, was advancing at a constant speed of twenty-five kilometers per hour, followed by the strength of one infantry of the Second Regiment, and the two waves were less than thirty meters apart.

Although the terrain around Ba Mo is not as flat and open as that of Muangshi, it is also the main route of the Burma-India Highway, which runs through the town from south to north, and there is still a lot of gentle terrain on both sides, which also gives the armored forces a clear direction of attack.

"Stop advancing, the chariot waits for the infantry to follow, white phosphorus smoke grenades are ready, single salvo, put!"