Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated Chapter 166

Chapter 166 Jinsui Army takes the blame

The time went back to five minutes ago. The moment Asakawa Masaki started shouting on the radio, Wang Chengzhu led the artillery company to prepare for battle.

As long as their captain gives an order, the warriors who have been waiting for a long time will pour out their anger on the enemy in the shortest possible time.

As a deflection weapon, mortar positions are usually set up in locations with natural bunkers.

  The New Second Regiment's foothold can be said to be a good forward observation post, but once artillery is fired at the airport, there is a high probability that the Japanese can easily discover this artillery position.

 Considering that after the battle begins, the enemy's counterattack speed will definitely not be slow.

Wang Chengzhu did not just find a place and line up seven mortars like in later movies and TV dramas.

Instead, with the permission of his regiment leader, he dug a shooting pit fifteen meters in front of the foothold early yesterday morning and made it concealed.

 The prerequisite for building this kind of position is that there are no trees or obstructions above. This is already the most stable strategy that Pillar can think of at the moment.

 The seven 82mm mortars of the New Second Regiment are all arranged in seven oval shooting pits with a size of 240X180cm.

  Setting up a position in this way not only enables 360-degree shooting, but also plays a more or less concealing role.

There is a small trench that can accommodate one soldier on each side of the shooting pit. Although it is not sure how strong the enemy's counterattack will be, it is always right to protect the precious artillery group.

Wang Chengzhu, the emptiness prince who firmly believed that only by living can he achieve output, he also asked the soldiers to build a 25 cm parapet.

Behind the mortar is a passage reinforced with vertical wooden boards. This trench, which can accommodate two people walking side by side at the same time, leads to the ammunition storage point.

There are neatly stacked ammunition boxes stacked like mahjong tiles.

 In order to bring these 3.8 kilogram shells to the outside of the airport, the soldiers of the third battalion suffered a lot.

Because the recoil of the mortar firing would hammer the bottom plate into the sand, the soldiers also thoughtfully placed the lid of the ammunition box under the base.

 It can be said that everything is ready now, all that is left is the east wind!

At this time, our Captain Li climbed up a tree and stared at the brightly lit airport ahead with a telescope.

 Patience is a quality that a hunter must possess. As an experienced combat commander, he is waiting for the enemy to reveal a fatal flaw.

 When the Japs had loaded all the aircraft bombs and machine gun bullets, and started to refuel the Type 97 fighter jets. Li Yunlong on the tree branch shouted to the artillery position diagonally below:

 “Pillar! Get ready! The opportunity is coming!”

 After hearing the order, Wang Chengzhu nodded. The first round of bombardment is the most important. At this time, the enemy is not only unprepared, but the fighter jets have not yet headed towards the runway one after another.

Even the ground handling team did not leave the tarmac in time. The aviation oil drums on their trolleys were good things.

 Once these flammable and explosive items can be hit or involved, a chain explosion will occur on the entire apron, unlocking all the achievements of acquaintances.

 It is worth mentioning that the Japanese airport has no walls. During the first round of shelling, Wang Chengzhu could adjust the parameters of the mortar in time according to the impact point of the shell.

But it doesn't matter even if you can't shoot accurately.

 If technology and precision are not enough, then just use numbers to kill the enemy. Under the cover of artillery fire, all living beings are equal.

“Attention, artillery! Check the elements and prepare to fire! We can't take any of these shells away, otherwise they will become a burden to us when we retreat!”

“The first round should be fired rapidly for one minute. The more shells you can fire, the better!”

 “Don't stop until you see my flag!”

 Under Wang Chengzhu's powerful command voice, all the soldiers of the artillery company were excited and excited, and there seemed to be a burning fire in everyone's heart.

 Mainly because of such an enjoyable way of playing, no one has ever thought about it before.

 The artillerymen who can participate in this mission are all veterans who have passed various screenings.

These soldiers with more than three years of combat experience have endured the most difficult days and have almost engraved the word frugality in their bones.

 When fighting the Japanese, I wish I could split a cannonball in half. When taking out a certain enemy firepower point, you will regret for a long time if you didn't kill a few infantrymen by the way.

 It was because of the poor reserves of artillery shells in the past that the artillerymen pursued single-shot accuracy. There was no such concept as artillery fire coverage.

There is no need to think so much this time. The shooting parameters are all calculated by the company commander in advance. Everyone only needs to fire the cannon mechanically.

When Li Yunlong saw that the Japanese ground crew had completed all preparation work, he slid down from the tree and shouted to the soldiers below:

 “Third Battalion Commander! Cut off the power!”

 “Quick! Fire!”

Under the hot gazes of the artillery company soldiers, Wang Chengzhu waved the flag in his hand hard, and at the same time picked up the telescope hanging around his neck and began to observe.

"put!"

 After receiving the order, the soldiers of the artillery company let go of their hands like a conditioned reflex, letting the shells hanging above the barrel slide to the bottom.

  After letting go, the cannonballs fell. The gunners immediately turned sideways and lowered their heads and covered their ears.

In the dark night, a plume of green smoke rose from the muzzle, a little flame burst out, and a cloud of smoke rose around the gun base.

　　　　　×7!

 Because the muzzle velocity of the shell was only over 400 meters per second, this round of shells did not fall in the air, so Wang Chengzhu could not see the impact point.

 But this time the tactic was to cover artillery fire. He continued to wave the flag on the side of the artillery position to signal the soldiers not to stop their movements.

 The artillery veterans also lived up to the trust of the company commander. The gunners continued to take the shells handed over by the ammunition hand.

That action is so skillful that even a layman would shout "good" when they see it.

 In the trench at the rear, there were several ammunition carriers running back and forth. A gun crew is served by five ammunition handlers in turn, delivering a steady stream of artillery shells to the position like an assembly line.

The theoretical rate of fire of the 82mm mortar is twenty rounds per minute, but the full rate of fire does not last long, depending on the material of the barrel.

  The artillery team of the New Second Regiment could sustain up to about 17 rounds per minute. In just one minute, 119 rounds of 3.8 kg artillery shells flew towards the Japanese airport one after another.

 In this era, pilots from any country do not like to fly at night. After all, weather is the most important factor in air combat.

However, when they have air superiority, the Army Aviation's devils can barely do something at night.

 After all, neither the Eighth Route Army nor the Preserved Fruit Troops even have large-scale anti-aircraft weapons. Such a comfortable combat environment gradually turned the small life into a paramecium licking the ground without thinking, without even the least respect for the ground crew.

At the airport, several Japanese soldiers wearing summer one-piece flight suits were denouncing the ground staff. They asked the other party to quickly prepare the next wave of 7.7mm machine gun bullets.

 Although Yoshio Shinozuka asked the 29th Independent Flying Group to put safety first and not do anything too radical.

But it is obvious that these devils who have long forgotten that bombers are offensive weapons and fighter jets are only defensive and tactical support do not care whether the enemy can threaten them.

 After all, past combat experience tells them that the chance of being shot down by a machine gun is very small. Akiyama Haruta's plane crash was just a joke in their eyes.

 Suddenly, Masakawa Asakawa's heart skipped a beat, and he had an ominous premonition. This feeling is like being bitten on the **** by that I-16.

The Army Aviation Major suppressed his uneasiness and raised his head to glance at the sky. Facts have proved that after staying on the battlefield for a long time, your intuition will be very sharp.

While he was still trying to analyze the flash of panic, all the searchlights and lights at the airport went out, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the distance.

At this time, no one thought that the airport would be attacked. After all, the airport was near Taiyuan. No matter how courageous the enemy is, they cannot run wild on the territory of the First Army Headquarters.

 “Did you hear anything?”

 After hearing their captain's words, the Japs stopped cursing the power system, and all fell silent and began to listen to the sudden sound.

 The flight speed of the Min-20 82mm mortar's shells is lower than the speed of sound. If the target is at the maximum range, there is often about two seconds of reaction time.

　　When these Japanese soldiers just realized what was about to happen, the shells in the sky had already landed on the tarmac area.

 “Mortar!”

 Just three words, no need to say anything more, and all the little days started to move.

The pilots ran towards their fighter jets with the weak illumination of the moonlight, while the ground crew pushed the trolleys and ran towards the underground bunkers.

It's a pity that their speed is too slow, even if they have two more legs, it won't be enough.

 The original 7 mortar shells in the first wave were not recovered.

However, sometimes a good shot is not as good as a good catch. During the evacuation, a ground staff ran to a place only two meters away from the landing point.

 What's more, he still had half a barrel of unused aviation fuel on his trolley.

 Nearly several dozen kilograms of oil was detonated instantly and exploded into a beautiful fireball near the tarmac, which perfectly proved that explosion is art.

 The first drop of blood appears!

　　When the Japanese soldiers were about to approach their fighter jets by the light of the fire, the second and third waves of bombardment rained down justice one after another. Explosions, gunpowder smoke and wails once again filled the entire airport.

 The cannonball, which symbolizes death, will not let someone go because of their status.

 Whether it is the ground crew or the pilots, they are like paper in front of shrapnel, and they will die if they touch it.

Some artillery shells even hit the oil depot, and the noise was so loud that the residents of Taiyuan City could hear it. Fortunately, the enemy's ammunition depot was built underground, otherwise the entire airport would be destroyed by a bomb.

The enemy's reaction was quite fast. Half a minute after the power was cut off, the Japanese Major in charge of airport defense rushed out of his lounge.

Looking at the Type 97 fighter jet struggling in the flames, Takeshi Fujimoto's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand, feeling that the sky was about to collapse.

 He grabbed a running soldier and asked him to tell everyone to gather!

At this moment, a squadron leader ran over and kept shouting on the way:

 “Major! We were shelled by unknown enemies!”

Looking at the useless subordinates in front of him, Fujimoto Takeshi felt like he was going to be **** to death. The devil kicked the opponent in the stomach and yelled angrily.

"I'm not blind! Find the enemy's position quickly! Mortars can't hit you far! Search for me quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shell accurately hit a fighter jet that was preparing to take off. The fully loaded fuel tank and all weapons released huge energy.

 Even other planes on the runway were affected, and the two closest ones were swallowed up by the explosion just as they watched.

Since the destruction of Yangmingpu Airport, the Japanese defense force at the airport has been continuously upgraded. The current three squadrons are infantry drawn from the 33rd Division.

Although the shooting pits arranged by Wang Chengzhu briefly blinded the enemy's eyes. However, after careful observation by the Japanese at the sentry post, the location of the artillery company of the New Second Regiment was still exposed.

 After receiving the information, Takeshi Fujimoto did not set off immediately because he was waiting for all the soldiers to assemble.

In Jin Province, the enemy that can launch such an intensity of attack is either the Jinsui Army or the Central Army. The latter are currently cowering in the Zhongtiao Mountain area, and the enemy they will face must be the Jinsui Army.

 Eighth Route Army? Sorry, even if they were rich, they wouldn't be able to be so wasteful, so they were not considered at all.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the airport that was being bombarded.

  The dense artillery shells seemed to be free of charge. The interval between each wave was no more than ten seconds, and at least more than 100 shells were fired in just one minute.

Although he did not participate in the Battle of Xinkou that year, it is well known that the infantry and artillery of the Jinsui Army are powerful in close combat. If it weren't for their insufficient air force, those eight artillery regiments would definitely cause a lot of damage to their younger brother.

The Jinsui Army has been planning to attack the airport for a long time, and there must be many enemies on the opposite side. If you rush out without gathering all the troops, wouldn't it be a fueling tactic?

 Looking at the soldiers of the three squadrons, they began to gather quickly under the leadership of the squadron leader. Fujimoto Takeshi took a deep breath and prepared to order everyone to attack together.

The airport had been bombed into disarray. From what he saw alone, 7 fighter jets had been destroyed by the enemy. Moreover, the remaining four planes are also riddled with holes, and there is a question mark as to whether they can be repaired.

 The runway and apron are no different from being scrapped. If these attackers cannot be eliminated, the commander will definitely not let him go.

 “Leave a small team behind! After the enemy's shelling ends, cooperate with the ground crew to rescue the scene.”

“The rest of you, come on! If any enemy escapes, none of us will live to see the sun tomorrow!”

 After all the orders were issued, Takeshi Fujimoto immediately got into the communication room.

Since the airport is not far from Taiyuan, cutting off the phone line will alert the enemy, so the devil can still contact the garrison in Taiyuan City.

 In this case, the loss has already occurred. If you don't report it in time, you are courting death.

“The airport was attacked by the Jinsui Army! They have artillery! There are a lot of heavy artillery! We need support!”

 “There are at least two thousand enemies!”

In fact, it should be Yan Jun of Jin. After all, Qilu had gone it alone in 38 years.

 (End of this chapter)

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