Chapter Ninety-Seven: Flattening of the Artillery Guns, Military Court

Yamazaki put down the telescope in his hand and began to silently calculate the distance in his mind.

The brigade led by this old devil was organized by soldiers temporarily drawn from various units, and even he himself was originally only a staff officer.

A pure infantry brigade fighting everywhere means that the firepower is insufficient, the heavy weapons are relatively scarce. The 1,000-odd men carried only 32 grenadiers, a Type 92 infantry gun and a borrowed Type 97 81 mm curved infantry gun.

Both guns had a range of less than three kilometers, and if you wanted to shell the arsenals and hospitals of the Eighth Route Army, you had to advance a certain distance with your troops.

Although this move is somewhat dangerous, how can the credit that is sent to the mouth not be eaten.

A lifetime of cowards and a few minutes of warriors, Yamazaki decisively chose the latter. After all, the opportunity to break into the hinterland of the enemy's base area may only be once in a lifetime.

After making a decision, he beckoned to the leader of the artillery squad down the hillside, signaling the other party to come up and observe the target.

"Osaki-kun, your mission is to shell the buildings in front of you. In our current position, how many meters does the artillery need to move forward? โ€

After receiving the order, Masaki took out his observation tools and began to calculate. As a veteran of the actual combat experience, he quickly came up with an accurate number.

"Five hundred meters is enough! At this distance, we are invincible! It's sure to hit the enemy hard! โ€

Yamazaki nodded with satisfaction, he already saw the future of promotion and fortune, as if he would become a wing captain in the next second.

"Yo Xi! I will personally lead the infantry to take you to the right position! Go get ready! If it goes well, the lead in this battle belongs to your squad. โ€

While the artillery was assembling the Type 92 infantry gun, the combat staff officer Yuichi Nitta had already arranged the route of the infantry attack, and he came to Yamazaki's side, saluted respectfully and said:

"Your Excellency Zhongzuo, I will lead the charge in the next battle, please give me a chance to make meritorious contributions!"

"And there is a high probability that the enemy will have a backhand, and you still sit in the rear to dominate the overall situation."

With a subordinate who is so good at doing things, Yamazaki is naturally very happy. But the background of the B division group gave him an inexplicable sense of superiority.

I saw him wave his big hand and say to the people around him:

"A good commander must first be a brave warrior. I don't believe that the Eighth Route Army is so concerned."

With an arrogant smile on his face, Yamazaki held his head high and spoke to his subordinates. His heart was surging with blood, and his mind imagined the image of sweeping the battlefield with infantry artillery.

But before he could finish speaking, a 7.92 mm bullet from the Hatch Chase M1914 heavy machine gun hit him in the abdomen, splashing blood and organs on the face of the combat staff officer next to him.

Seeing that the intestines of his own head officer were beaten to pieces by a heavy machine gun, the staff officer's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground and screamed:

"Medic! Come and save people!! Nakasa was shot! โ€

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To become the head of the guard regiment of the logistics department and the headquarters, Ou Liang must have a unique skill.

Unlike Kong Jie's defensive masters, who like to use the terrain, this regimental commander prefers to simply and rudely crouch to defend, except that his trenches can dig through the center of the earth.

A tight defensive position has already been established in the area of three kilometers outside the logistics department, forming a company-battalion ring defense system that can not only hold on independently but also support each other.

If the infantry of Yamazaki's brigade dared to arch forward any further, they would find barbed wire and a large number of mines.

Combined with the camouflage methods of the deputy commander of Shanghan, this alert circle is like a fierce beast that patiently hides its breath during hunting, waiting for the enemy to rush in at any time.

The defensive position that the two of them jointly arranged, even if it was the division commander who was the best at attacking in the Eighth Route Army, he would have a headache when he encountered it.

Ten minutes later, the moment the Yamazaki brigade emerged from the valley, the guard regiment responsible for ensuring the security of the logistics department spotted the enemy.

Although I don't know how the devil touched it, Head Ou activated the emergency plan as soon as possible.

This veteran soldier with rich combat experience first analyzed the opponent's advance route and arranged the most reasonable tactics.

Immediately afterwards, the logistics department and the headquarters hospital were notified by telephone, telling the comrades not to panic and evacuate in an orderly manner according to the plan of the previous exercise. Then the four regiments and headquarters in the surrounding area were contacted and informed that an enemy was coming.

After everything was arranged, the enemy in front of him just began to swoop and swoop, assuming that he was about to charge.

When Commander Ou saw that the devil's artillery began to assemble the Type 92 infantry gun, he immediately raised the signal gun in his hand and issued an order to attack.

Shout!

A red flare rises from the left front of the Yamazaki Brigade!

"Fire! Hit me hard! โ€

"Bullets and shells can be made! No need to save ammo! Behind him is the logistics department, and when you run out, you will send someone to get it! โ€

The first to attack was the Hatch Kess M1914 heavy machine gun, which served as a guard regiment guarding the logistics department and the headquarters hospital, and they were naturally the first to equip it with any good things.

A large regiment of nearly 3,000 men built more than 40 heavy machine-gun positions.

In an instant, the muzzle fireworks in the defense area rolled up all over the sky, and the overwhelming rain of bullets shrouded the devils.

The canvas cartridge with feed Hatch Chase heavy machine gun was much more powerful than the Type 92, and the fire net covered the whole field, and Yamazaki standing on the hillside became the target of seven heavy machine guns.

Who let this old devil burn his bag so much, and he commanded a knife and a telescope, and his arrogant appearance seemed to be afraid that others would not know that he was an officer.

While the heavy machine guns suppressed the devils, the artillery of the guard regiment also began to work.

Two artillery companies were fully equipped with twelve 82-mm mortars, and just as the devils moved towards the hillside, the artillerymen adjusted various parameters.

Staring at those little days looking for cover, the artillery company commander began to give the order to attack in a cold tone.

"All of them! Rapid fire in one minute! โ€

"Put!"

Although the fighters are all battle-hardened elites, who can not be enthusiastic about this kind of atmosphere.

Upon hearing the order of the company commander, all the artillerymen let go as if reflexively, allowing the shells hanging above the barrel to slide to the bottom.

Waves of mortar shells weighing 3.8 kilograms crossed the curves and fell into the queue of devils in the distance.

The soldiers who can participate in the guard regiment are all the elite of the Eighth Route Army. These veterans are not only talented, but more importantly, they have rich experience in actual combat.

Two artillery batteries were running at full speed, with two ammunition men taking turns waiting for one gun, while the gunners kept stuffing shells into the chambers.

More than 200 people moved smoothly, as precise and steady as a machine, without the slightest mistake.

Boom Boom Boom ยท

One after another, the shells bloomed in the devil's formation, and the exploding fireballs rose one after another, and the earth seemed to be torn apart.

Twelve 82 mortars were in full swing, and the dense firepower allowed the Yamazaki Brigade to experience the suppression of the artillery coverage level.

In the face of this sudden attack, Xiao Ri suddenly lost his commander.

It doesn't matter if Yamazaki is not shot, the 3,000 elite and in the right place and the right time, even if the bald head makes all the machine guns move five meters to the left, it will win.

Behind a huge rock, the devil's medic is using a first-aid punch on his home.

If you want to save Yamazaki's life, you have to have at least one operation. Cut off the broken large intestine and sew it up after repairing it. This process is very cumbersome and takes a lot of time.

The battle outside was extremely fierce, and shells exploded near the boulder.

The dust fell slowly like cherry blossoms in the sky, scattering it on Yamazaki's wounds. If you can ignore the continuous sound of cannons, it can even be said that the atmosphere is very beautiful.

"Your Excellency! We are already surrounded! What to do next! โ€

Hearing the words of his chief of staff, the old devil's wandering eyes began to glow, and he stared at his combat staff officer while coughing up blood.

Yuichi Nitta found out that his head official had something to say, so he put his ear to the other party's mouth.

"It's not surrounded, it's the center of flowering. As soon as we can reach this high ground, the reinforcements will form a huge encirclement on the periphery and completely destroy the enemy's arsenal. โ€

"Zhang LingF: Ah, yes, yes, yes."

It seemed that this sentence had exhausted Yamazaki's last life, and the old devil's pupils began to slowly dilate, and the hand holding the command knife became weak.

"Nitta-san, the cherry blossoms in my hometown seem to have bloomed, I'm going to go back and see first!"

After Nakasa's death, the command was naturally handed over to Shaosa. Yuichi Nitta poked his head out of the boulder, and the dense attack almost made him lose his mind!

In just two minutes, one and a half squadrons had already been lost, and the formation was completely shattered.

Until now, their brigade had not even organized a decent counterattack, and they had not even seen the opponent's position clearly.

The commander of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was obviously an old man, and as long as there were gathered soldiers on the battlefield, they would be scattered by heavy machine guns and mortars.

Under high pressure, this devil Shaozuo quickly retracted his body.

"Yaga! How could there be such ferocious firepower! Even if you have an arsenal, you can't waste it like this! โ€

"As for it? We're a brigade! Shouldn't you come up and fight the bayonet at this time? โ€

As the junior commander of the 36th Regiment, Yuichi Nitta confronted the preserved fruit troops in Nakajo Mountain for more than three years.

Even in the face of the defense line known as the Maginot of the East, such a fierce enemy had never been encountered on such a wide battlefield.

Seeing the soldiers die nearby, Xintian held the command knife of his dead ghost captain, and his eyes were split, and he bit the tip of his tongue hard to force himself to calm down by the pain.

Now is definitely not the time to be in a daze, if you don't give an order again, you will have no chance at all.

"First squadron! Second Squadron! Charge me due south! The samurai of the younger country will not show their backs to the enemy, and even if they die, they will face the bullets. โ€

"Third squadron! The 4th squadron releases smoke grenades! Come with me to the highlands to the northwest! โ€

"The captain said! Just hold on! There's a way! โ€

"Seven and a half ways: Ah, yes, yes."

"It's dark and the card is loaded!"

The little devils who don't want to die suddenly burst out with powerful combat effectiveness, and their individual soldier quality is vividly reflected at the end of the road.

Short men in shit-yellow uniforms, lined up in a scattered but implicit regular formation, holding bayonets and holding 38 big covers and rushing forward.

The devils with grenadiers were mixed in with the infantry, and their little short legs spun and flew up, but most of them died on the way to the charge before they could fire a few shots.

The soldiers of the guard regiment had to divide their hands to deal with these small days of stumbling medicine, and for a while, they really bought some time for Yuichi Nitta's side.

At this moment, there is a group of fighters who have not been able to make a move, and they are the anti-aircraft artillery unit responsible for air defense.

After unlocking the decision "Heavy Weapons", the system gave 150 Hatch Kaith 25mm anti-aircraft guns and a large amount of ammunition.

But this thing was hardly used except for the Dian army and a very small number of preserved fruit troops. Considering that Li Yunlong had already disposed of the First Army's army aviation, the headquarters temporarily left these antiaircraft guns in the logistics department to train artillery.

In order to gather the trained manpower, all the troops in the three base areas sent suitable fighters. They took advantage of the gap after the end of the second phase of the Battle of the Hundred Regiments to report to the logistics department.

These 150 anti-aircraft guns, according to the calculation of preserved fruits, should be one and a half regiments.

It's a pity that there is not enough time, and only ten days is only enough for the soldiers to familiarize themselves with the weapon, and they have not yet reached the level of integration.

Seeing more than 400 devils running towards the high ground in the northwest, a battalion commander suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up the portable communicator in his hand and shouted:

"You can't just let the enemy run away so comfortably! We can't afford to lose this face! Deputy Commander! Let's shoot! โ€

Deputy Regiment Commander Han looked at the devils in the distance, and the enemy's current position should only have ten cannons to cover at an angle.

If you fire, you will not expose your own firepower, but you can also intercept the devils and let your comrades practice their hands.

"Angled artillery groups shoot on their own! Just hit a magazine! Don't forget what you do! โ€

The next battlefield can be called a slaughterhouse, maybe 25mm against enemy planes is not enough, but this thing anti-infantry is slaughter.

If someone looks down on the earth from a high altitude at this time, they will find that there seems to be a peerless swordsman on the anti-aircraft artillery position.

His steps were subtle, and the flame dagger in his hand for several hundred meters opened and closed widely, making the devil powerless.

I saw a tracer bullet hit me, and a little devil completely disappeared from the chest up. Because of inertia, half of his body ran two steps before falling, blood spurting from the gap.

The next four shells passed through several devils, and although the accuracy was a little poor, almost all of them were rewarding.

There was a devil who was covered in blood and minced flesh from his comrades, half of his face was cut off by shrapnel from the explosion, his left leg was also pierced alive by a shell, and there were at least a dozen holes in his body.

He felt like he had been bitten by a giant crocodile, and every muscle seemed to be crushed.

Even so, this life-sized dwarf can actually stand up with a broken body.

The beast looked at his mutilated body in disbelief, he felt that his vision was a little blurry, and reached out to touch his face only to find that his right eyeball was gone.

The tragedy in the world instantly frightened a certain squad leader, and he knelt on the ground in despair and was completely stunned: "Mom, I don't want to die yet!" โ€

At this moment, a cannonball pierced the body of the squad leader and the five devils.

Xiao Ri, who was still screaming a second ago, only felt that his body was light, and he saw his lower body before he figured out what was going on.

Twenty-five mm shells, in the ranks of devils, came a brilliant halving.

There is a sparse rain of blood in the sky, and the crops here will definitely grow well next year.

This splendid battlefield stunned all the comrades of the anti-aircraft artillery unit, and they had only one thought in their hearts at this moment:

"Dear mother, what Vice Minister Huang said is right, this thing is obviously more enjoyable to fight infantry! But what is a court-martial? Isn't it meritorious service for us to put down the anti-aircraft artillery and fight the devils? โ€

The whole battle lasted only ten minutes, and there were only about a hundred men left in an infantry brigade. These devils relied on selling their teammates and smoke bombs to make their way to the high ground in the northwest

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At the moment when the guard regiment started the battle, Wang Dexing kicked open the door of the Yellow River's room, and the kid carried the Yellow River to the anti-artillery fortifications without saying a word.

Listening to the continuous sound of mortars in the distance, Huang He said steadily: "If you slow down, I'm afraid this battle will not end." โ€

In August 1937, the 42nd Regiment was formed, equipped with 108 20-mm machine guns.

But according to the calculation on the European side, 16 anti-aircraft guns are a battalion.

It doesn't matter, it's all devils who die anyway, so don't feel distressed.

(End of chapter)