Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 243

Chapter 243 Turbulent Waves

However, as the shells of howitzers, field guns, and mountain guns exploded hundreds or even tens of meters in front of Cangcheng, the sound of the artillery gradually became sparse.

"As I said before, hide, the real enemy bombardment is coming." Tightening his helmet straps, the young deputy squad leader hid his protruding body deep inside the fortification, facing the two little faces The signal soldier, who was already pale, said.

The rain is about to come, and the wind is blowing all over the building. This terrible tranquility indicates that a bigger storm is coming.

Sure enough, after almost five minutes, the continuous scream of artillery shells rang out over the entire Cangcheng city!

Moreover, the scream of the artillery shell this time was short and sharp, like screaming directly in the ears!

Those who are timid will be scared to death just by hearing the whistling sound of the shell above their head, let alone waiting for the shell to hit the ground and explode.

The young deputy squad leader had already put his fists under his chest, and at the same time, he curled up desperately and pressed against the ground.

He had already taught two signal soldiers this tactical maneuver before going up to the observation post on the city wall. It would be really unfair if they were not killed by the bomb but were killed by the violent vibration of the shell.

This kind of action was also gained through **** lessons in the Battle of Dachang Town, where the 43rd Army also encountered shelling from 105mm grenades and even 150mm howitzers. In the early days of the war, many Chinese soldiers were not hit by the shock wave of the artillery shells. in the middle of the war, but still lying in the trenches and even dying quietly in individual gun-proof caves.

They were killed by the shock wave generated when large-caliber artillery shells exploded at close range.

As for closing your eyes tightly, it has nothing to do with tactics, nor is it because you are afraid of being blinded. It is simply that it is a national custom to close your eyes and pray to your ancestors for blessings.

There is no Chinese with big eyes and silently thinking about the blessings of his ancestors, right?

He has done everything he can, but whether he can survive such a level of bombardment depends neither on bravery nor tactics, but on luck.

Not only was he betting, but all the Chinese soldiers within the range of the Japanese artillery were betting that their luck was not that bad and that the shells would not hit the bullet holes.

Those hastily dug bullet holes can protect against 75-caliber artillery or even 105-caliber howitzers, but they can never protect against 127-caliber naval guns. Projectiles weighing tens of kilograms that fly in the air at a high speed of 800 meters per second can only Permanent fortifications made of reinforced concrete can be prevented.

The next moment, the young deputy squad leader's ears, which had been stuffed with cotton, suddenly burst out with a banging sound. The huge sound was like a sharp thorn, piercing his eardrums in an instant, causing his head to hurt and suffocate!

Had he not plugged his ears in advance, he was sure that even if he was not dead, his ears would become a decoration from now on.

The young deputy squad leader hiding in the observation post fortification did not see the clouds of thick gunpowder smoke rising up inside and outside Cangcheng, like wild flowers that kept popping up in the spring meadow, and finally formed into one.

The entire Cangcheng inside and outside was completely shrouded in gunpowder smoke.

And an orange-red flame with black smoke exploded on the city wall about 120 meters away from him.

Bricks, rocks and debris flew across the fortifications like raindrops, and continuous crashing sounds could be heard inside the fortifications, just like the end of the world.

The two signal soldiers were obviously very lucky. If they had not chosen to hide in this fortification with their deputy squad leader out of fear, one of them would have been blown to pieces together with the fortification closer to the explosion point. Even the bones and scum would have been found. Less than.

However, this means that all of them are not lucky enough.

This was just the first round of Japanese artillery fire. The city wall, which was less than three meters wide, was hit by artillery shells.

Once the Japanese army started shelling, it usually lasted more than 20 minutes.

Sure enough, as time passed, artillery fire continued to explode at the top of the city.

The ancient city wall, which originally looked quite majestic and full of vicissitudes of time, gradually began to shake. People who stayed on the city wall were like sitting on a small boat in the huge waves of the sea.

The whole person felt a strong urge to vomit, which was the result of a strong shock to the internal organs. If the posture was not correct enough, I might not be vomiting at this moment, but vomiting blood.

Continuous and huge explosions sounded inside and outside Cangcheng, but the three Sichuan soldiers in the fortification could not hear anything.

Because their ears were temporarily deafened the moment the cannonball exploded on top of the city wall.

This kind of temporary deafness caused by huge sound waves may not immediately create three disabled people, but hearing loss from now on is certain. Soldiers have always had loud voices when talking to each other, which is inevitably related to having participated in similar battles. Even in peaceful times, the gene of loud voices has been passed down.

What allowed them to judge whether the Japanese army was still shelling was no longer the sound, but the violent shaking from the city wall beneath them.

At this moment, the young deputy squad leader was not worried about whether he would be hit by a cannon and become a scumbag, but he was more worried about whether the city wall would collapse because it could not withstand the bombardment. It would not be him and a few others who would die. Companions, there will also be four infantry companies and a fire support company of 750 people responsible for the defense of the entire Cangcheng.

If the defense of the city wall is lost, all fire points will have to be exposed in the open air and allowed to be ravaged by various Japanese artillery...

But in fact, when the 105 howitzer's more than 22 kilogram grenade exploded at the city head, the city wall stacks and the fortifications within 30 meters around it were wiped out, and the five-meter-high city wall was also blown apart. A gap.

A large gap more than three meters high and four meters wide.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a belt that is about to be completely broken.

If the Japanese artillery shells can hit this area as accurately as if they have eyes, it probably won't take too much to tear open enough infantry here to invade the flat land.

Fortunately, there are no laser-guided artillery shells in this era. Artillery shells also rely on probability. If two artillery shells fall into the same crater, the probability of winning 5 million for two dollars in the future is not much different.

It's just that the Japanese have too many artillery shells to use up, one after another, one after another, one after another, endless.

Not to mention that the inside and outside of Cangcheng were already shrouded in smoke, the residential area where the Songjiang Security Group was stationed as Tang Dao reminded was also full of fireworks.

The original elegant buildings with white walls and black tiles in the south of the Yangtze River were like cheap building blocks in the face of the raging artillery fire. They were easily pushed by the shock wave and turned into ruins. If they were hit head-on by the artillery fire, there would be debris all over the sky, and only the remnants would be left. The foundation also proves that there was once a house here.

Watanabe Junichi reported to Suematsu Shigeharu that the Chinese had also set up defense lines in residential areas outside Matsue City. The angry commander of the 114th Division, who wanted to give the Chinese a big gift, simply included the entire city of Matsue into an artillery unit with full firepower. The team's artillery target.

Including Songjiang City, terrible clouds of smoke gradually rose up. It was the masterpiece of 105 howitzers and 127 naval guns with a range of up to 10 kilometers.

Fortunately, the six large air-raid shelters are used to resist the more terrifying aerial bombs, which are enough to ensure the safety of the soldiers hiding in them. That is, the artillery that can only be hidden in semi-permanent fortification bunkers is a bit worrying.

Fortunately, the strategic depth of Songjiang, which covers an area of 2 square kilometers, is sufficient for the bombardment density of more than 40 artillery pieces. The Japanese artillery, which does not have very specific bombardment coordinates, can only hit Songjiang City, which is not small, just randomly.

Except for Cangcheng, the other locations were actually more of Japanese artillery using artillery fire to vent the anger of their generals and division commanders.

In the daze, no one knows how much time has passed. In the senses of the three young soldiers huddled together, it seems that only a moment has passed, and a hundred years have passed...

Until, the young deputy squad leader felt that the trembling of the city wall beneath him was no longer as violent as before, and the sound of cannons seemed to be very close and yet very far away.

The nose was filled with the burnt and extremely choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

Standed up in a daze and opened his eyes.

Pinch your arm hard a few times until you can feel the pain, and then you can be sure that you are really still alive and have not gone to see the Jade Emperor.

Really, the air was filled with gunpowder smoke that was so thick and substantial that it was so white that one could not tell the difference between the sky and the earth. When one breath filled the lungs, it choked people and coughed so violently that tears almost came out.

When you step out of the fortifications, you must be careful where you land, for fear of accidentally falling off the city wall.

It wasn't until the autumn wind blew for a while that the smoke that shrouded the city finally dispersed, and the vision gradually became clear.

The young deputy squad leader's heart suddenly tightened.

(End of this chapter)

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