"Massive shelling!"

In the brigade headquarters,

Xu Ping looked at the artillery deployment map on the table, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

It's not excitement, it's nervousness,

Thinking that 50,000 shells would fall on the devil's position tomorrow, Xu Ping was very excited, unparalleled excited, but more nervous.

Sixty-two 120 heavy mortars,

That's sixty-two artillery crews,

Sixty-two gun emplacements,

He and the brigade headquarters staff are required to command and deploy.

It's a big project.

The troops have never experienced such a huge deployment of firepower, and they do not have the slightest experience, all of which need to be explored by themselves, even if there are examples from abroad, as well as military teaching materials from independent regiments.

It's also a daunting task.

Moreover, these artillery groups are still from various units, including independent regiments, headquarters, 386th brigades, division headquarters, and other divisions.

Lack of uniformity.

Fortunately, the new walkie-talkie has enough channels to accommodate 500 call channels, and the work is much simpler.

There are also enough staff officers at the brigade headquarters,

Night

Under the unified and integrated command of the brigade headquarters, 62 artillery groups from all over the army were temporarily organized into 10 artillery companies, which were deployed under the cover of night along the road from Yangcun to Shangcun.

Including the independent regiment, the eight main regiments of the 386th Brigade, more than 20,000 people, were also deployed along the artillery positions and began to build positions.

The reconnaissance unit began, scouting the positions and deployments of the devils in detail.

···

"Nani?"

At the same time, the twenty-seventh division.

This sonani of Mido Mazuo is different from before.

This time, it was full of surprises and disbelief.

Because the Sakata Wing's Wing Flag was captured, this incident was very strange, forcing the 27th Division to shrink its defense to guard against a possible attack and avoid another Wing Flag being snatched.

But Mido Mazuo will not forget that at this time, the strength of the locust army is absolutely superior.

Naturally, he will send a large number of reconnaissance troops to spread reconnaissance.

The movements of the eight main regiments of the 386th Brigade and more than 20,000 people naturally cannot avoid the sight of the devils.

Especially when there are also devil plane reconnaissance.

Although the mountainous terrain is complicated, it is not suitable for dive precision bombing, nor is it suitable for strafing, but the movement of more than 20,000 people cannot be hidden.

When Mido Mazuo knew that the troops of the 386th Brigade began to gather, he was naturally full of surprises.

"Yo Si."

He nodded again and again, looking at the deployment of the Eighth Route Army on the map on the table, his eyes lit green.

This time

We must teach the 386th Brigade a lesson.

"General."

"Today, the strength of Tubalu is very strong, there are a large number of heavy artillery, although the training is lacking, but it cannot be underestimated."

The chief of staff on the side reminded loudly.

"I know."

Mido Mazuo can serve as the commander of the division, so he is naturally not a fool.

"Judging from the current deployment of the Eighth Route Army, it is mainly defensive, and they want to tempt us to attack."

The time was still short, and the investigation was not comprehensive enough, but Mido Mano still identified the positional deployment of the 386th Brigade.

"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move."

Mido Mazuo decided to respond to the changes without moving.

In mountainous terrain, in a territory that is more familiar than others, attacking an enemy with a large number of mortars and strong communication capabilities, Mido Mano is not so stupid.

"The commander of the division is wise."

The chief of staff on the side immediately threw out a sycophant.

But Mido Mazuo and the chief of staff of the 27th Division never expected that what was waiting for them this time was a frenzy of 100,000 shells.

···

The next day.

"What to do?"

In a temporary confinement room converted from a private house, Tominojima's eyes are glazed, but his heart is thinking at high speed.

The wing flag was captured.

The leader of the flag guard team committed suicide by seppuku.

Knowing the location of the wing flag, he naturally became the first suspect.

Although many of the reasons for suspicion are very far-fetched, the superiors need someone to take the blame, and he is just unlucky to be the first candidate.

Tominoshima is self-aware.

Resistance is impossible.

The downward pressure of the wing commander and the division commander was not something that a lieutenant could resist.

He didn't want to commit suicide by seppuku like the leader of the flag protection team.

The locust still needs him, the empire still needs him, the holy war is not yet complete, he can't die, or rather, he can't die here, he should die on the battlefield, die in fighting with the enemy who blocks the empire's holy war.

So, now Tominojima is thinking about how to save himself.

It's just that he's just a lieutenant.

The maximum can only be a squad leader, or an acting squadron leader.

In the locust army system, it is a junior officer among the junior officers.

The wing flag was seized, this kind of cauldron that the division commander can't carry, and now the biggest suspicion is on his head, and in the end, even if there is evidence to prove it, he has nothing to do with him, and his life is over.

Tominoshima didn't know what to do.

He's a lieutenant, what background can he have?

Is it really going to die here?

In the end, he must have been forced to commit suicide!

Even if he was allowed to go to the battlefield and shed his last drop of blood for the locust, it was impossible, and for the glory of the United Banner, he had to commit suicide by cutting his abdomen to forge the spirit of bushido.

What went wrong?

For the first time, Funoshima felt a little shaken in his heart.

Why, he worked hard for the locust army, the empire, and the holy war, but in the end he ended up like this.

What went wrong?

Doubts have just arisen, and suddenly,

Suddenly.

Boom··

A violent explosion rose next to the confinement room, and it happened to fall near several devils guarding Tominoshima, killing all of them on the spot.

The confinement chamber was also blown up.

"Shelling?"

"Enemy shelling?"

Shocked, Tominojima didn't notice the miracle that he was only about ten meters away from the explosion, but he was unscathed.

Stared wide-eyed at the smoke in front of him.

In terms of power, this is heavy artillery.

And

Listening to the shelling that sounded in all directions, Tominojima, as a veteran, instantly judged that at least dozens of guns were firing together.

What do you want to do?

And then

In Tominoshima's ears, only a violent explosion remained, which also interrupted his thoughts and made him understand his current situation, and he immediately hid in the pit of the first single.

··

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Brigade headquarters.

The brigade commander shouted happily.

Although this artillery bombardment did not need to be commanded by him, it was commanded and deployed by the brigade headquarters staff and the independent regiment staff.

But the brigade is still called Huanshi.

It's like...

"This guy."

"It's like a dog."

The division commander's tone was disgusted.

This tone was very loud, and the brigade commander also heard it, but he didn't care at all, still,

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

The call is very cheerful:

"Shoot me all the shells!"

"Hahaha..."

Although he was despised by the division commander, the brigade commander didn't care, he was in a happy mood at this time.

It's a pleasure.

In this life, only when I joined the party at that time, can my mood be on the same level as now.

Thinking of the past, although the brigade headquarters also had an artillery battalion, as well as two Type 92 infantry guns, and several 82 mortars, judging from the barrel, the firepower was actually not weak.

But the shells are really few!

Very little!

He used to give orders to use all the shells, and he had to add a sentence later, so that he could feel better.

And

Many times, as soon as he gave the order, the phone was not hung up, and the sound of the cannon was gone.

Because the shells are out.

If the troop can still shoot more than 10 rounds per gun, and a regiment can shoot thousands of rounds of ammunition in a battle, but the shells, even if they are a brigade, cannot sit back and wait for 10 shells per artillery.

Usually there are only four or five rounds.

What can each gun do with less than four or five shells?

Listen to it and you're done.

According to the firing process of the artillery, the first few rounds were calibrated, and then there was no more.

But now...

"Hahaha..."

The brigade commander continued to laugh maniacally.

Sixty-two 120 heavy guns, 50,000 shells, and a draw with 800 shells per gun.

Such a rich day.

How many laughs are you?

Even if it's not good-looking.

What's up?

Can the division commander punish him for not smiling well?

"Report, calibration has been completed, my six artillery batteries, sixty-two 120 heavy guns have all completed calibration"

It seemed to be the first time that such an order had been reported, and the correspondent's tone was somewhat repetitive.

"Sixty-two heavy guns!"

Ignoring the brigade commander's strange laughter, the division commander suddenly asked:

"Abroad, what kind of preparation is this?"

"According to the devil's arrangement."

"Twelve 105 howitzers are an independent artillery brigade, and our 120 heavy mortars are as powerful as the devil's 105 howitzers, or even more powerful."

"Sixty-two 120 mortars, which is equivalent to five devil independent artillery brigades."

"It's equivalent to the establishment of a heavy artillery brigade of devils!"

The Deputy General Staff replied directly.

"Heavy artillery brigade!"

"Heavy artillery brigade!"

The division commander was still immersed in disbelief.

And then··

"Shelling at full speed!"

The brigade commander suddenly spoke up and gave the order to shell at full speed.

"Yes!"

The staff officer immediately gave the order over the radio.

“？”

The division commander, who came back to his senses, suddenly stared at the brigade commander with wide eyes, and his eyes were not good.

You kid?!

Although this command belonged to the 386th Brigade, theoretically, the division headquarters did not participate in the command.

But he is a division commander here, and he has just spoken, brewing orders, and it stands to reason that he should have given the order, and then it will be conveyed by the brigade headquarters.

Although everyone is in one command, there is no problem for the brigade headquarters to give direct orders.

But the order for the first massive shelling of the troops was snatched away.

It was difficult for the division commander to calm down, and then he thought that at the beginning, this guy sold 200,000 tons of grain to him and the boss in two batches, and collected wool from the headquarters and the division headquarters twice.

Under the old hatred of the new,

The division commander walked towards the brigade commander with an unkind look.

"Hahaha..."

The brigade commander was unaware, still happy like a child.

"There's a good show!"

Li Yunlong, who was originally hiding in the corner, suddenly came to his senses, and then quietly opened the one in his hand, he had just asked for a hidden camera from Brother Lu, and aimed it at the brigade commander and division commander.

It took him a lot of effort to pry it over from Brother Lu.

with film,

Able to take 100 photos.

····

Boom...

Boom...

Explode.

Exploded violently.

There were explosions all over the sky.

"What's going on?"

Mido is also a veteran, and this old guy even participated in the war against Germany twenty years ago.

He had also seen the strongest artillery unit in the empire, the Independent Heavy Artillery Brigade firing, although the Republic of China did not have a target worthy of the all-out attack of the Independent Heavy Artillery Brigade of the Locust Army, so it has always been only a half-scale movement.

But the scale of the explosion in front of you,

Already surpassed the firepower of half of the separate heavy artillery brigades.

"Report, the enemy is shelling."

Reporting this, the devil staff officer paused for a moment:

"Launch an artillery bombardment of all the garrisons of our division!"

"Nani?"

Listening to the scale of the shelling, Mido Mazuo already sensed that the enemy was carrying out a large-scale artillery bombardment of the 27th Division.

But...

He was still in disbelief.

In this explosion, how many artillery pieces should be used in Tubalu, and how many shells were consumed by the dense explosions?

There is such a powerful artillery in the Dirt Eighth Road?

If it is deployed in Liao County and Yu County, can he come in?

"Division Commander."

"The enemy's artillery fire is very heavy, the positions of all wings are under heavy shelling, and the casualties are very serious, what should we do?"

The devil counselor asked.

Because the division and regiment were all assembled and the troops were strong, the devils did not build many fortifications, and at this time, in the face of the shelling all over the world, there was a lack of evasion fortifications, and everyone was blown up.

"Retreat!"

Gritting his teeth, Mido Mao hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to retreat.

Although it's daytime,

Air Force support can now be called.

But it takes an hour to rush from Taiyuan, and in the mountainous area, the aircraft are very ineffective against the enemy's highly mobile heavy mortars, and can only suppress the enemy's artillery density.

Even if it is suppressed by half.

In the face of strong enemy defenses, as well as other light artillery fire, he was still unable to break through the defensive line.

So retreat is the best option.

····

When the division headquarters packed up their things, more than an hour had passed.

It's not that the devil is inefficient.

Instead, they were preparing to retreat under the shelling all over the world, coupled with the fact that the materials were scattered before, and they had to guard against the possible arrival of the Tubalu attack, which was really difficult to be efficient.

"Withdraw!"

Mido Mazuo gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat.

But behind him was a cold sweat.

It has been an hour since the shelling began.

According to a rough estimate, the enemy fired at least more than 20,000 shells!

The other wings don't know about the three real people, but the division and regiment headquarters stationed in Zayang Village, and the two devil brigades protecting the division and regiment headquarters have more than 200 people.

Is the strength of the Dirt Eight Road so strong?

What does the future hold for North China?

How will the Empire deal with such a powerful Dirt Eight Road?

···

"Report, the devil has retreated!"

"The artillery unit asked, is there a pursuit?"

Brigade headquarters.

The brigade commander sat silently on the side, silent, and the division commander was in high spirits, and he first snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

"That's what the little devil is capable of."

At the beginning, in the plan, I thought that the devil would call for reinforcements from the aviation troops, suppress the artillery of the troops, and then launch an attack, but he actually ran away in disgrace.

"Stop shelling!"

The purpose of demonstrating strength has been achieved, and there is no need to continue the pursuit.

(End of chapter)