Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated Chapter 439

Chapter 439 It's as if eight Chatillon 155s were firing at the same time

On May 9, 1942, thirty kilometers north of the Daoqing Railway, the Japanese occupied Xinxiang Military Airport.

Under the cover of night, a dozen strong elite warriors marched non-stop between the fields and forests.

When approaching the dangerous area, the leader first raised his right hand to signal his comrades to hide in place, and then began to observe the target ahead.

After confirming that his group was not at risk of being exposed, Duan Peng, commander of the reconnaissance company, silently put down the telescope in his hand and whispered in a slightly mocking tone:

“Tsk, it seems that the little devils in the Twelfth Army are very cautious.”

“This level of alert intensity is more than one level stronger than that of Yuncheng Airport back then.”

“It's a pity that in the face of absolute power, all skills are just tricks. When the sun rises, I must let them know what offensive and defensive changes are called!”

Facts have proven that the enemy's IQ is still online.

Knowing that we have lost air supremacy, Xinxiang Airport has decisively implemented light control, retaining only part of the lighting function in necessary locations.

In addition, the Japanese also arranged many hidden sentries. Coupled with nearby turrets and bunkers, safety within three kilometers can basically be guaranteed.

Hearing his company commander's comments, the soldiers on the side nodded in agreement.

“This time we brought two 120mm mortars, two 105mm howitzers and four self-propelled artillery. This heavy firepower is enough to cover most of the airport.”

“However, the Japanese defenders' barracks are somewhat scattered, and there is a high probability that they will not be able to completely annihilate the enemy through long-range artillery fire.”

After speaking, the soldier looked down at the map in his hand, and then used a pen to fill in an unmarked turret.

Yes, the 1st Marine Brigade has an intelligence advantage in this operation. To be precise, it was a Japanese defense map of Xinxiang Airport and surrounding areas.

After the fall of Northern Henan, in order to speed up the pace of invasion, the North China Front occupied thousands of acres of farmland and forced local people to complete the airport expansion work for them.

It is precisely because the Japanese arbitrarily recruited strong men to supplement the vacancies in the labor force during the construction process.

Only then did the 1st Marine Brigade have the opportunity to collect enough intelligence from the fellow villagers, and even draw up the enemy's defense map before the war started.

In a sense, this is not not repaying, but the time has not yet come.

During the communication between Duan Peng and his deputy, the combat staff accompanying him had completely completed the defense map in his hand with the help of the vision provided by Xinghuo.

The artillery observers on the side were not idle either. They were constantly calculating the shooting elements to be used next on paper, striving to deal a devastating blow to the enemy as soon as the battle started.

After the reconnaissance mission, Duan Peng and his party divided into two groups.

A group of people stood by and continued to monitor every move of the Japanese. The other wave of people returned the same way and joined the large troops from the rear to enter the battlefield.

Four hours later, five kilometers south of Xinxiang Airport.

As the sun was about to rise, four artillery pieces of various calibers were already lined up in sequence. Directly behind the artillery position were boxes of neatly stacked artillery shells.

The ability to transport these big guys to the battlefield relies entirely on armored tractors modified from M22 Cicada tanks.

In addition, four Cicadas were converted into self-propelled artillery. The design style of this small car carrying a 105 howitzer is quite similar to the Lorraine 39LAM in the health bar world.

Um.

It is really ugly, but it is indeed a pretty good transitional weapon, which greatly enhances the paratroopers' ability to attack difficult situations.

Maybe it's because of the cover of the woods, or maybe it's because of the stability for more than a year. Until the artillery deployed their positions, the Japanese around the airport still did not realize that the danger was coming.

After adjusting the last artillery piece, the artillery commander and Sun Desheng came to Li Yunlong and said:

“Brigadier Commander, comrades are all ready. The artillery support company and combat maneuver units are ready for battle at any time. Please give instructions!”

As soon as these words came out, Li Yunlong lowered his head and looked at his watch.

“There are three minutes left. After three minutes we will fire on time and strive to end the battle within one hour.”

According to the document issued by the infantry expert, the entire new military region will launch an attack in three minutes, firing the first shot to regain the northern Henan area.

By then, the Japanese's 35th Division and two brigades will be trapped in the dilemma of running around fighting fires. With a severe shortage of troops, they were unable to provide support even if they knew that Xinxiang Airport was under attack.

This is the benefit of having someone to back you up.

With a large force to attract firepower, the 1st Marine Brigade does not need to be as reckless as VDV Superman.

After receiving the order from his superior, Sun Desheng immediately returned to the four self-propelled artillery and told the soldiers in each crew:

“In the first round of shelling, the Japanese in the airport must be unprepared. This is our best chance. Target the arsenal and barracks and try to deal a devastating blow to the enemy.”

Similar situations also played out on the sidelines. Taking into account the fact that there was no forward observation post, the artillery commander did not make any excessive demands on the two mortar crews. He only ordered them to dump firepower as quickly as possible.

As for accuracy? That's the job of the M1935B howitzer.

Facing so many artillery shells that are accurate and have a long range, what are you going to do with us?

Seeing that the time was approaching, Li Yunlong issued an attack order to all the soldiers.

“Attention, artillery! No need to save ammunition, we can call for airdrops after the attack! Use artillery shells to crack the Japanese turtle shells and force them out of the airport to fight!”

“Artillery fire coverage! Action begins!”

Li Yunlong's rough voice ignited fighting spirit in the eyes of the soldiers.

It has been a while since everyone got the three new weapons, but today is the first time they are used in actual combat, and everyone wants to get addicted.

In the eyes of the artillery support company and combat maneuver company, which were filled with anticipation, the two commanders raised the red flags in their hands:

“Everyone has it!”

"put!"

　　Boom! boom! boom!

Eight cannons fired in a salvo, a scorching wave of air swept across the position, and a puff of smoke rose around the gun base.

Such a spectacular scene, as if eight Chadilon 155 bombers were squatting together, pouring firepower on a target that was frozen in place in front of them.

“Reload! Keep going!”

With the commander's roar, the 120mm heavy mortar carried the long-lasting banner without hesitation.

The two gunners took the shells handed over by the ammunition hand, and the big babies stuffed them into the barrels again. The perfect movements, as if they have been refined over time, give people a pleasing feeling.

At Xinxiang Airport, the Japanese were busy.

“Quick! All ground crews take action! Hurry up and refuel the fighter jets in the hangar!”

"The front line is urging! The Eighth Route Army has launched an offensive from the Zhongtiao Mountain area! Army Aviation must set off immediately! Find out how many troops the enemy has dispatched!"

After receiving the order from their superiors, a group of Japanese soldiers with poor professional abilities quickly ran out of the barracks and started preparation work in a noisy manner.

Looking at his "colleagues" who were like headless flies in front of him, Army Aviation Lieutenant Sasaki Ichiro clenched his fists, obviously very dissatisfied with the speed of the scene.

But there was nothing he could do, as most of the experienced ground team died in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain.

This group of people now are all rookies who have not been baptized by war.

what is it now? Just use it.

Finally, he managed to mentally prepare himself, but the next scene still completely broke his guard. He grabbed the ground crew by the collar and reprimanded loudly:

"Baga! Why do you want to equip fighter planes with aerial bombs? Do you want me to die on the battlefield?"

“I stress it again! During the entire process of conducting reconnaissance missions, everyone must find ways to reduce their sense of presence. Do not even think about bombing enemy ground units, let alone low-altitude strafing!”

“Otherwise, we will definitely provoke retaliation from the Eighth Route Army Air Force! Don't blame me for turning against you then!”

Just as Ichiro Sasaki was reprimanding his men and the ground crew, a familiar yet unfamiliar whistling sound suddenly sounded from the south, causing them to look to the sky.

“What's the sound? Is it going to rain?”

There has been no large-scale battle in the northern Henan region for a long time. The Japs at Xinxiang Airport were even more exaggerated. They did not go on a mission for almost a year.

Being far away from the battlefield made their reactions much slower.

Just when Sasaki Ichiro was thinking hard and trying to remember, several black spots visible to the naked eye appeared in the distant sky.

“Shell bombardment! Enemy attack! Disperse!”

Unfortunately, it was too late. The speed of human legs cannot be compared with that of cannonballs.

　　Boom! boom! boom!

Six rounds of 105mm grenades arrived at the target area first. Along with six blooming fireballs, the two military camps were turned into powder in an instant.

One of the shells had even more luck points and plunged directly into the control tower of Xinxiang Airport, killing a few middle-level commanders.

Before the Japs could react to this round of shelling, slower-flying mortar shells followed one after another.

An even larger smoke enveloped the entire airport again.

(End of this chapter)

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