"A chapter before going to bed, do what you say, and continue writing at dawn."

Xinzhou Basin, remnants of the 139th Wing of the Japanese Army.

Looking at the medical soldiers passing by, as well as the dozens of wounded people lying on stretchers with missing arms and legs, Ainohara Taketa Nakasa, who temporarily took over the command, suddenly put on a pain mask.

Although the casualty report has not yet been delivered, the old devil knows that the situation of his own wing is not optimistic, and it is unknown whether he can make up two infantry brigades.

Now if you want to survive, you can only ask your superiors for help.

After a moment of thought, he proposed, in a seductive tone:

"Matsuki-kun, has the brigade commander been contacted?"

"With my understanding of the Eighth Route Army, the other side is definitely ready for the next round of attack, and we urgently need tactical guidance and troop replenishment now."

"If it really doesn't work, just report it directly to the division headquarters, and I'll carry it for you if there's any problem. It is better to be punished after a war than to die on the battlefield. ”

Hearing this, Matsuki Zheng, who was in charge of communicating with troops at all levels, nodded.

After fighting the Eighth Route Army for so long, even he, a captain in the non-combat sequence, was familiar with the other party's routines. The dive bomber attack was inevitably followed by a stormy shelling.

If they can't seize the brief gap to call for help, then the only thing that awaits them is death.

"Hey! I understand! ”

"I will contact the 140th Wing first, and if Kobayashi Chohachiro Osa does not respond, then immediately report to Lieutenant General Imorinuma about the situation of our wing."

"By the way, I was in charge of the investigation just now."

Suddenly, Seiichi Matsuki's voice stopped abruptly, and Taketa Aihara on the side also suddenly looked up due south. The familiar and unfamiliar whistling sound in the sky made the hairs of the two of them stand up involuntarily.

"Enemy attack!"

"Shelling! Hide! ”

As soon as these words came out, all the devils tried to dodge as quickly as possible. As for the wounded who were lying on stretchers and incapacitated, they could only silently pray to their locusts.

But to be honest, the above actions are basically useless.

With the speed of the M1935B and Miss 75's shells, it was almost not far from being bombed when the whistling sound was heard. What's more, under the attack of the artillery coverage level, the devils are useless even if they have four legs.

Boom Boom!

The first to land was Miss 75's shell, which flew relatively fast. And because of the range, their positions are closer to the devils.

Dozens of shells burst into the center of the enemy, and with a deafening explosion, the remnants of the 139th Wing suffered heavy losses again.

With the blessing of more accurate Zhuyuan, even the first round of test firing has a good harvest.

Nearly 100 devils were shelled on the spot, and their stumps mixed with dirt splashed all over the sky, and then they leaned down. At this moment, trying to make up a whole corpse has become an unattainable luxury.

Blood, ashes and stumps irrigate the granary of northern Shanxi again and again, and next year there will definitely be a bumper harvest of millet and corn.

On the battlefield where the artillery was flying, the eyes of Taketa Aihara, who was in danger, were incredible.

"How is that possible!"

"I obviously expanded the warning circle to eight kilometers, why didn't I find the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army at all!"

"And what's going on with the enemy's range! We are now in the rear of the entire wing, and this is obviously beyond the range of the opponent's barrel cannon, how can it still be covered!? ”

In fact, the reconnaissance squadron of the 139th Wing is really not to blame for this.

The area around Xinkou was originally a carefully selected decisive battle site of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region, and the artillery positions that could play a decisive role were naturally very hidden.

If the devils can push a certain distance further, it is really possible to find some clues. The timely appearance of the Second Air Force Division completely disrupted their reconnaissance plan.

I can only say that it's not that the Japanese army is not strong, but TG has a Gundam (division).

As for the range of artillery, unless the devil can produce a saucer-level agent on his side, it is impossible to obtain information on the latest equipment of the Eighth Route Army.

After all, what the rabbit is hiding at this stage is an unsolved mystery all over the world.

In the roar of Taketa Aihara on the verge of collapse, the artillery group of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region always maintained a stable frequency and continued to output.

Miss 75 did have a limited range, and could only hit the first half of the 139th Wing. But the M1935B is powerful enough, and its range can cover the entire battlefield.

The support unit of the artillery brigade of the headquarters used the 105 howitzers in their hands to extend their firepower in an orderly manner, striving to give every notebook a chance to be shot.

"Your Excellency! There are simply too many enemy shells! ”

"I still can't contact Kobayashi Chohachiro Osaku and the division command post, what should I do next!"

On the current battlefield, at least nearly a thousand shells fall on the heads of the 139th Wing every minute.

This density of shelling once made Matsuki Seiichi, who had never seen much of the world, give the illusion that the hairy bear was heading south.

After all, in his cognition, even if all the mountain artillery, howitzers, infantry guns, and grenadiers of the entire 110th Division were combined, it would be impossible to achieve such an explosive effect.

If this devil lieutenant had known how many shells had been prepared by the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region before the war, it was estimated that he would probably commit suicide on the spot and give up resistance.

After recovering the entire Jin Province, the Yellow River had several more military factories in the system, and in reality, many new artillery production lines were added.

With the above-mentioned industrial base, the artillery shells he prepared for the Second Battle of Xinkou were not much, and the average was 100 kilograms per devil.

This figure is indeed exaggerated on the Asian battlefield, after all, even the pinnacle Jin Sui army, which is known for its artillery, can only take out a maximum of 50,000 shells to meet the enemy at one time.

Looking at the European battlefield, every time the Soviet Union and Germany fought a large-scale battle, tens of thousands of tons of artillery shells were often fired every day.

Even in the Battle of Nomenkhamp two years ago, Zhukov thoughtfully prepared a ton of shares for each devil.

It can only be said that there is a long way to go.

After all, the Eighth Route Army now has only one province, and there is still a certain gap between its industrial strength and those old military powers.

However, in the near future, after the troops recover Suiyuan, Hebei, and Chahar, there will inevitably be a leap forward in military production capacity.

Coupled with a systematic transportation network and means of transportation, one ton per person is certainly not a difficult task! (End of chapter)