Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1219

Yes, the Sichuan Army's new regiment joined the war.

After three red signal flares hit the sky from the 28th Division Infantry Brigade position ahead, the platoon commanders of each company gritted their teeth and blew the iron whistles hung around their necks.

But instead of leading the soldiers to run to support the front line, they ordered all officers and soldiers staying in the unheard-of "inverted" ring fortifications to shoot upwards in the air according to the previous arrangement.

It is normal for a mortar to fire upward, but the muzzle of a heavy machine gun is also pointed diagonally upward. What the **** is that?

Moreover, the three heavy machine guns in the corresponding potholes were strictly restricted by the Tang Tuanzuo at the upward shooting angle. The soldiers who had just been heavy machine gun shooters for a few days these two nights almost used a ruler to measure them little by little. Completed Tang Tuan Zuo's requirements for the fifth-level angle of the gun barrel.

The five angle changes are all reminded by the observation posts on each hilltop based on the battle situation ahead.

The so-called semaphore, for these new recruits who have only been trained for a few months and have not even understood the tactics, is not that complicated, it is just different flag colors.

'Red', 'green', 'blue', 'white', and 'black' represent five shooting angles. The flag erected on the top of the mountain and the flags belonging to the 3-meter-deep potholes on the hillside The heavy machine gun immediately adjusts the shooting angle of the machine gun according to the color of the flag.

To put it bluntly, the heavy machine gun shooters in the potholes cannot see the enemy at all. All they have to do is to constantly change the angle of the muzzle according to the flag raised by the observation post, and then pull the trigger to try to shoot more bullets. That's all.

This method of shooting, which is almost like Sharkey's shooting, can give the shooters who are so nervous that their facial muscles can't help but twitch when they step on the battlefield for the first time a little peace of mind, at least they don't have to face the terrifying artillery fire and rain of bullets from the Japanese army.

If I can't see it, I won't be hit! This is actually a typical self-deception mentality, but it is extremely real.

But for the veterans, besides wasting a lot of ammunition, what use was it to the Japanese ships that were forcibly crossing the river more than 2,300 meters away?

Perhaps this is just a way for the regimental commander to prove that he has participated in the war?

But compared to the heavy machine guns that were fired into the sky just to hear the sound, it was the artillery that made the company and platoon leaders extremely nervous.

You know, the only time those so-called mortarmen touched a mortar was that afternoon in Chang'an. Apart from that, there was no live ammunition shooting.

On such a battlefield, it is really good if they can fire mortar shells normally without blowing themselves up. In addition, it is best not to hit the 28th Division position in front of them. If they are really unfortunate enough to hit them, then it is okay. All I can say is sorry.

As for whether they can hit the Japanese ships that are constantly maneuvering to avoid ballistics and shells on the vast river, it depends on God's help.

That's right, this is the current situation of the Sichuan Army's new regiments. Not to mention that the 28th Division looks down upon them. In fact, even the veterans who were forced to catch up and get promoted don't look down upon them very much.

This is also true. There are 30 mortars belonging to nearly 30 infantry companies, plus 30 mortars from a temporary artillery battalion composed of "elite soldiers and strong generals" temporarily transferred from the supply camp and guard company by Tang Dao in the past two days. The total 60 doors.

In the first five rounds of salvos, 300 shells were fired, more than half of which landed in the area where the Japanese ships were advancing, but not a single shell could get within 10 meters of various ships. The maximum damage caused was only to The Japanese soldiers on the boat splashed a handful of cold Yellow River water on their already pale faces.

It is simply the scum of scum!

Why is there so much fear on the faces of the Japanese infantrymen?

Because, they saw a scene that made their hair stand on end.

Various ships carrying Japanese infantry were advancing from a river with a width of nearly 5,000 meters. The distance between each ship was more than 60 meters laterally and at least nearly 50 meters vertically. With such a density, unless one was particularly unlucky, Either the Chinese army has more than 50 artillery pieces, or it may be equipped with a large number of direct-aiming guns. Otherwise, it would be difficult to repel them with just a small number of artillery shells falling from the air.

The probability of not being hit is high, but being hit would make Amaterasu blind.

On the contrary, they are more afraid of heavy machine guns. Once a direct-aimed heavy machine gun hits the side with little defense capability, it will definitely be a **** on earth for the infantry who do not have much space.

Although the Chinese counterattack in the first few minutes also caused some losses, the mere 20 people injured by ricochet were simply negligible for the more than 3,000 troops of the three infantry brigades!

Many Japanese infantrymen are eagerly waiting for the moment they get off the ship and step onto the land. They will let the bayonets on their guns let the Chinese know what conquest means.

Wait, what did they see?

At that time, the sky was already bright, and the field of vision was bright enough to visually detect a distance of 800 meters.

Japanese infantrymen could not only see clearly the fortifications such as bunkers and trenches on the shore, but also the surrounding environment of the ships they were traveling on.

　　Why did the still turbulent water ahead suddenly stir up dots of stars, as if there was a heavy rain!

Instinctively, I looked up at the sky. Although the sun had not yet come out, the sky was slightly gloomy, but it was definitely not raining. The cold water droplets on my body and face definitely came from the crazy twisting of the ship or the splash from the cannonball hitting the water dozens of meters away. .

The next second, the fear of the Japanese infantry solidified in their pupils. The cold air rising from the soles of their feet was even faster than the Arctic storm. Their whole bodies felt like falling into an ice cellar, far more chilling than the cooling brought by the cold river water.

Those 'raindrops' fell on their heads.

What it brings is burning heat, but what it takes away is blood and life!

Transcendence shooting, an invention from the Germanic people during World War I, uses an upward shooting angle to project the warhead in a parabolic manner 4,000 meters away.

Facing such warheads falling from the sky, soldiers have almost no defense except entering air raid shelters, whether they are crawling or entering trench bunkers.

A metal slug with sufficient kinetic energy can easily penetrate any part of the human body!

Tang Dao had already set up this tactic based on the characteristics of the river defense terrain when he made the decision to rush to Tongguan. Otherwise, he would not have asked the stingy old man for 90 heavy machine guns and 60 mortars!

The new recruits can only put on the ammunition chain and pull the trigger to fire the bullet. Tang Tuanzuo can only work harder. In the past two days, he conducted live ammunition elevation tests on the river surface in the hidden pits he dug. Xia Dayu and Lu Sanjiang acted as his observer and allowed Tang Dao to set five shooting angles for each shooting position!

This is undoubtedly a huge and tedious job, but when there is a shortage of manpower, Tang Tuanzuo can only do it himself. And all the new shooters are just 'tool men' responsible for execution!

As for the 3-meter-deep earth pit dug, Tang Dao got inspiration from the war that broke out in the southwest border in the 1980s.

The Chinese army built such an ingenious machine gun fortification on a hilltop. A domestic 12.7mm heavy machine gun and a machine gun squad were hidden in such a fortification. They relied on the observation post to report the location of the impact point. The shooter could not see the enemy at all. In the position of the enemy, tens of thousands of bullets were fired, killing nearly a hundred enemies!

The enemy hated this firepower point with gnashing of teeth, but the fortification was hidden under the ground, the entrance was covered with shrubs, and smoke was ignited around it to camouflage it. The enemy was unable to determine the specific location of the fortification, even with the use of mortars and howitzers. A salvo is just a waste of ammunition.

Because it is purely based on probability that a cannonball can fall into a fortification of no more than 8 square meters! 8 square meters may not seem small, but compared to a mountaintop of tens of thousands of square meters, the probability is reduced to almost one in ten thousand.

So, Tang Dao combined the "transcendence shooting" invented twenty years ago with the internal fortifications fifty years in the future, and performed such a fancy job.

The smoke ignited all over the mountains and plains was naturally for camouflage, so as to prevent the Japanese troops on the other side from observing the large amounts of smoke emitted by the heavy machine guns and mortars here and then shelling them, causing unnecessary losses.

No matter when, Tang Dao never takes any chances, and all preparations must be done in advance. This is one of the reasons why he can survive many times on the battlefield.

But this time, Tang Dao thought too much.

The Japanese army's response was not as quick as he imagined, it could even be said that there was no reaction at all!

The Japanese army's communications are slightly better than those of the Chinese army, but they are actually scumbag!

Tang Dao deployed heavy machine guns at an exaggerated density, with an average of three heavy machine guns every eighty meters. 90 heavy machine guns can fire 45,000 rounds of bullets in one minute, distributed on a piece of water of about 100,000 square meters.

According to mathematical formulas, this is an area of approximately 300 by 300. Based on the distribution density of Japanese ships, there are approximately 20 ships in it.

The Japanese infantry who were not within the range of the bullets were naturally fine, but those who were inside were out of luck.

Thousands of "raindrops" fall, most of them fall into water, but as the saying goes: every dust that falls on the times is like a mountain when it falls on an individual.

Metal rain will scratch your wounds and kill you if you touch them!

No matter it is a motorboat with mechanical braking power, a wooden boat or a raft, everyone is treated the same.

For a time, the Japanese soldiers on the ship were wailing all day long. Even the Japanese officers who wanted to cover the soldiers' mouths could not stop it because they had too much time to take care of themselves.

The moment the scorching bullets shot diagonally into their shoulder blades, they finally knew why their soldiers were crying so hard.

Because it really hurts too much. Motorboats with strong hulls are actually fine. People are either dead or injured, but the warheads will not cause damage to the hull, but wooden boats and rafts will suffer.

One hole and two holes can still withstand it, but when there are too many holes, the ship will sink.

We can swim without a boat. Besides, we used to be fishermen in Nagoya, so we are good at water.

If anyone thinks so, those Nagoya fishermen struggling to survive in the water will definitely spit in your face.

You're wearing leather boots that weigh a few kilograms, a bunch of bullets, grenades, and cotton clothes, and you want me to swim a few meters in the water? Moreover, Baga's swimming is still winter swimming, and what's even more terrible is that whether it's forward or backward, the distance is more than one kilometer.

The key is such a miserable scene, but the Japanese troops on the scene lacked the necessary communication means and failed to report the pain to the rear headquarters in time.

The Japanese artillery also slowed down the intensity of its shelling of the Chinese shore defense area because its own fleet was about to arrive at the shore.

Then, the shooters of the new regiment became more and more relaxed. Many recruits even took the initiative to climb out of the potholes to observe the situation on the river. They kept loudly encouraging their companions: "Big pot, just fight like this. I have already seen a boat." It was sunk."

He is such a stupid immortal, and I have killed the enemy? I killed the Japanese in the first battle. I have to write a letter back to my hometown to brag about it. The Japanese are nothing but melons. I can kill scum like me! This was probably what most of the new shooters thought at the time.

Stimulated by the stupidity of their 'excellent' enemies, the new shooters, whose eyes were red with red eyes, burst out with their maximum energy.

During the 10 minutes of crazy shooting, 90 heavy machine guns actually fired a record 300,000 rounds of ammunition, with an average of 3,300 rounds per heavy machine gun.

It is said that just to cool down this water-cooled Maxim imitation heavy machine gun, the soldiers were so anxious that they even peed.

Mortar shooters are new enough, but they are not fools. They gradually find the feeling and start to achieve results.

A mortar shell landed on a motorboat that was approaching the shore but only 200 meters away.

After a loud bang of "Boom!", the motorboat immediately lay down.

However, compared to those who finished the motorboat, the Japanese infantrymen who squatted on the boat and even began to cross themselves and pray, and started to fold their hands and pray to God for blessings, were the most miserable group.

Up to 10 Japanese soldiers were blown away by the air waves. At this time, they fell into the cold river water and were knocked unconscious by the air waves. Their fate can be imagined.

But the ending of becoming a floating corpse in the Yellow River is still good, and at least you can still raise Yellow River carps.

The worst thing was the Japanese soldiers who were hit by flying shrapnel. Because the density was too high, the shrapnel splashed by the mortar could be said to be a perfect hit.

The burning deck was full of flesh and blood, and the aroma of being roasted by the high temperature was intertwined with the unique stench of internal organs. It was no exaggeration to say that it was hell.

The entire ship carried two infantry squads of 30 people, and the number of people who survived in the end was never more than one hand.

They all relied on their colleagues to act as human shields to block the shrapnel, so they survived.

But if you survive at this time, you still have a ball?

It is only 400 meters away from the shore defense bunker. How could those heavy machine guns miss such a cute little target?

It can be said that the closer they get to the shore, the closer the Japanese troops who are eager to land will get to hell!

It doesn't matter that the Japanese headquarters on the shore responded slowly. The key is that Lieutenant Colonel Satoshi Katayama of the 6th Infantry Regiment and the 1st Infantry Battalion, who was the supreme commander of the landing force at the time, also seemed to have a funny head.

While the motorboat he was riding passed by the capsized wooden boats and rafts, he ignored the surviving infantrymen still struggling in the water and fired a red flare for landing on the beach.

The frightened Japanese fleet accelerated like this despite the rain of bullets falling overhead, and more than 20 ships finally arrived at the shore.

More than two squadrons of Japanese infantrymen jumped into waist-deep water and ran desperately toward land.

That was also the prelude to their death.

Opposite them, there were two infantry regiments. Although they lost more than a thousand people in the Japanese artillery fire, they still had more than 3,000 troops and enough fortification trenches for them to hide.

To be arrogant, not to mention that they still have guns, machine guns, and mortars in their hands. Even if they don't have them, with a sapper shovel, they can cut these little devils who are frozen into dogs in the water into popsicles.

"Let go of the Japanese invaders who have landed on the shore, and let me continue to attack the targets still on the water!" Tang Dao put down the telescope, his lips already filled with coldness.

“Order the artillery battalion directly under the division to concentrate firepower and continue bombarding the water surface. Order all heavy machine guns at the front to let go of the Japanese troops that have landed and continue shooting at water targets!” The major general brigade commander gave an order almost identical to Tang Dao's with a fierce look in his eyes.

This is the wisest decision of the commander!

The Japanese troops who have landed are left to the infantry in front of the trenches to deal with them. All heavy firepower continues to consume the Japanese troops still in the water.

Perhaps what is more important is not only consuming the effective strength of the Japanese army, but also destroying the ships. Without the ships, the Japanese army cannot be effectively replenished.

Then, the Japanese troops that have landed will not only not pose much of a threat, but will instead become a delicious piece of cake and a dessert for the coastal defense forces.

Finally, Katayama Satoshi realized this problem and had to send out signal flares to notify the rear to intensify the shelling intensity.

Soldiers from both sides were basically shooting at each other under a hail of bullets, and people were dying every moment.

Both sides are holding on to see who can't resist first.

But the officers and soldiers of the 28th Division had a strong helping hand, and waves of bullets from the Sichuan Army's new regiment fell like raindrops on the heads of the Japanese troops.

The Japanese army obviously did not realize this yet. They only thought that the intensity of their artillery fire was not strong enough to destroy the Chinese heavy machine gun positions.

By the time poor Satoshi Katayama realized that he was facing more than one infantry brigade defense force, it was already ten minutes later.

Only the number of Japanese soldiers who died on the river has reached 500, more than 20 wooden boats and rafts were damaged, and even two motorboats were lost!

If he could wake up and retreat in time at this time, perhaps the loss would not be so great, but he could not abandon the more than 500 people who had landed.

So, the tragic Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel persisted for another 10 minutes before issuing the retreat order.

The Japanese infantry who had landed were dumbfounded and ran frantically toward the river with their short legs, trying to board the boat that could take them home.

But the reality is extremely cruel!

“All the firepower, focus on the little devil who wants to escape!” The major general brigade commander punched the trench so hard that his voice became completely hoarse.

There is no excitement, only sadness!

As a commander, the major general brigade commander can fully expect that after this battle, there will be hundreds of fresh tombs on the banks of the Yellow River. He cannot change these endings, but he can eventually place in front of these tombs those who will not Open your eyes again, the brothers' favorite sacrifice.

"Kill! Don't let go of any Japanese soldiers who board the river bank! The big carps in the Yellow River have a chance to be fattened!" Tang Dao's cold voice gave Long Yan goosebumps all over his body.

He was not afraid of killing people, but when he thought about how fat the legendary Yellow River carp was, Lieutenant Long, who had eaten a Yellow River carp last night, wanted to vomit.

Chapter end

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