Chapter 392: How could there be a salvo of hundreds of artillery pieces on the Eighth Road?
Outside the east gate of Heyuan County.
After clearing the firing boundary in the direction of 11 o'clock, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment silently waited for the arrival of the feast that Zhang Dabiao had said.
It didn't take long for them to hear the sound of artillery in the distanceβ
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
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Dense cannonballs resounded through the sky like a storm of cannons.
Everyone couldn't help but look back, and they could see that on a hillside about 2 kilometers away, there were tiny flashes of fire, and in the dark night, it was very clear.
A few seconds later, a dense explosion resounded on the eastern city wall of Heyuan County.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
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Cannonballs rained down on the city walls and battlements, and shrapnel, gravel and other objects rushed towards the little devils on the city wall, making them cry and scream again and againβ
"Ahh I'm wounded, medics, help! β
"Yaga, my eyes!"
"Mom, I want to go home! Dirt Eight Road is too fierce! β
"Get down and dodge the guns! Ahh
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When the commander of the little devil saw such a terrible scene, his face immediately distorted, and he roared angrily:
"Yaga!
Doesn't it mean that there are very few artillery pieces and not many shells on the Tuba Road?
How can there be a salvo of hundreds of artillery pieces now?
Who the hell is supporting them with artillery and shells? β
Because the anti-aircraft guns were extremely fast, it was clear that only 11 guns fired in a salvo, but the effect created was similar to the density of fire generated by hundreds of guns, so he had a misunderstanding.
But of course, no one could answer his question, and the little devil soldiers around him all tried to shrink back, trying to avoid the shelling.
Seeing that these wastes were so timid and afraid of death, he couldn't wait to rush out and roar at the eight roads under the city.
But fortunately, he had not lost his mind, and forcibly restrained his urge to rush out to die, and shouted behind him:
"Hurry up, go and call His Excellency the Chief of Staff and ask for tactical guidance!
There are too many artillery pieces on the Dirt Eight Road! β
However, as soon as his words came out, before anyone could receive the order to go to do something, a shrapnel flew and plunged directly into his head.
I saw that his head was cut off in half on the spot, and he died without pain.
- Although he did not rush out to die, the revenge shells fired by the soldiers of the special service battalion did not spare him!
When the soldiers next to him saw such a terrible scene, they were so frightened that they came out with feces and urine, and they shivered and hid back.
Everyone thought: Your Excellency the captain is broken, shouldn't we be transferred?
It's a pity that even if they want to transfer now, they don't have a chance.
Because the entire eastern wall is now covered with shrapnel and rubble, and cannonballs raining down like non-stop as if they don't want money!
All the little devil soldiers can only lie on the ground, waiting for the verdict of fate, praying that no cannonballs will hit their heads!
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The soldiers of the battalion under the city couldn't help but smile when they saw that the artillery of the special battalion was so terrifying, and they couldn't help but discuss:
"Mom, this cannon is terrible!
Directly pierced all the battlements! β
"How can they have so many cannons? It looks like there are a hundred or so doors, right? β
"What do you kid know, it's not that there are many cannons, it's that their cannons have a fast rate of fire!
I heard that they are all anti-aircraft guns, which are used to fight little devil planes! β
"Really? No wonder it's so powerful!
The rate of fire of this cannon is also too fast! More than ten times faster than our infantry guns! β
"That's it!
Look at how fast those planes fly, if this cannon is slow to fire, will it be able to hit the planes? β
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Zhang Dabiao carefully observed the situation of the little devils on the city wall with a telescope, and couldn't help but feel proud when he saw that the battlements of the city wall were blown up by the shells of the special service battalion one by one.
shouted to Hu Yong, the commander of the third company not far away:
"Hu Yong, don't you kid want to know what meal Lao Tzu prepared for the little devil?
Got it now?
Is it strong enough? β
Hu Yong smiled:
"Battalion commander, this is fucking strong!
But this cannon is not our battalion, is it?
When will you get dozens of these cannons for our battalion? β
As soon as he heard this, the smugness on Zhang Dabiao's face instantly froze.
couldn't help but scold:
"You kid really dare to think, dozens of anti-aircraft guns?
You are the son of Yang Yuanshan, and you can pick up the cannon at will? β
Thinking of the weapons and equipment that Yang Yuanshan picked up in Yangshugou, he felt sour in his heart again, and muttered:
"Those weapons and equipment, obviously Lao Tzu should have picked them up!"
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Ten minutes of shelling was a long time for the little devils, and they all lay on the ground and counted them second by second.
And for the fighters of the special battalion, it was too fast.
Before all the gunners and ammunition players had finished playing, they heard Feng Shuanglin shouting:
"Stop shelling!
Clean the chamber, inspect the barrel, and recover the shells! β
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On the side of the first battalion, as soon as the artillery stopped, Zhang Dabiao immediately shouted:
"Infantry guns, heavy machine guns, fire cover!
Trumpeter, trumpet!
Comrades, rush with me and take the city gates! β
Then he rushed forward first, and the soldiers of the first battalion of guards rushed forward and blocked in front of him.
As soon as they rushed, the soldiers of the other battalion also rushed towards the city gate like hungry tigers, shouting as they rushed backβ
"Kill!"
With the loud sound of the trumpet, the soldiers of the first battalion poured into the city gate like a tide, and soon fought with the remnants of the little devils on the city wall.
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The attack of the special service battalion and the first battalion went very smoothly, and the second battalion of the north gate and the third battalion of the west gate were not to be outdone.
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Li Yunlong's temporary command headquarters immediately grinned when he received the news that the special service battalion and the first battalion had broken the city.
Boasting to Zhao Gang:
"Lao Zhao, it seems that we can go into the city to sleep tonight."
"Lao Li, you still can't be careless, there are more than 3,000 little devils in the city.
I suggest that the battalions should be sent to inform them that the goal should be to kill and inflict maximum damage on the enemy, and that they should not be reckless in order to occupy more territory. β
Zhao Gang reminded.
"Well, don't worry, Yang Yuanshan, Zhang Dabiao, these guys are not people who do loss-making business."
Li Yunlong didn't care about his reminder.
"Lao Li, should we immediately send a report to the brigade commander to report the progress?
Lest the brigade commander worry about us? β
This time, they brought the radio and the hand-cranked generator, so now Zhao will ask this question.
"I have to report, otherwise I don't think the brigade commander will be able to sleep tonight!
You just say that we have successfully taken Heyuan County, and there are not many casualties!
The final casualties and results will be reported after dawn. β
Li Yunlong smiled, and in his eyes, he seemed to see the brigade commander lying on the bed, tossing and turning.
"We're still far from taking it, right?
You report like this, but you lie about the military situation! β
Zhao Gang frowned.
"Don't worry, didn't you listen to Yang Yuanshan's report?
They have already stormed the city, so it is a matter of time before they are completely taken.
It's not a lie about the military. β
Li Yunlong didn't care.
Zhao Gang hesitated for a minute, and finally nodded:
"Well, I'll go and get the telegraph operator to deliver the telegram now."
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Soon, Zhao Gang asked the telegraph operator to send the telegram to the brigade headquarters, and then received a call back from the brigade headquarters-
"Well done! Lao Tzu can finally sleep peacefully! β
Seeing the content of this telegram, Zhao Gang couldn't help but pout, and said in his heart: How can the brigade commander be the same as Li Yunlong, full of "Lao Tzu"?
And when Li Yunlong saw the telegram, he laughed:
"Lao Tzu knows that the brigade commander can't sleep all the time!"
(End of chapter)