Chapter 846 Heavy artillery!
Gu Xishui is the commander of the special forces of the Four Elements Regiment. Although he has not received formal training in special operations concepts. All the concepts of special operations came from Tang Dao's explanations, but Gu Xishui has a strong receptive ability. .
The special forces needed by the Four Lines Regiment are not about how amazing the individual combat capabilities are, but about being the eyes of the entire regiment, able to see corners that the commander cannot see, so that the commander can formulate tactics that are more effective against the enemy.
Special forces are also part of the collective of the Four Lines Regiment. They are not independent from the collective because they are elite, have stronger skills, and have more accurate marksmanship.
Therefore, the target Gu Xishui searched for was never an individual, but a valuable tactical target. For this reason, he even ordered Shen Laoliu to give up sniping a Japanese army captain who rushed in in a panic 400 meters away.
He was unwilling to easily expose such a good lurking point, which was less than a kilometer away from the Japanese follow-up troops.
Finally, he found the tactical target he wanted - an artillery squadron that the Japanese army was advancing forward.
Matsumoto Umon's face was ugly, but if no one saw him clenching the slightly blue knuckles of the command knife handle, they would not know how nervous he was as the captain of the rapid-fire artillery squadron.
This should be a battle situation that Captain Matsumoto Umon has never experienced in the five years he has been in the army. In broad daylight, with clear sky and clear road, the main force of the regiment was actually surrounded by the Chinese. What was this situation?
If it hadn't happened right in front of him, even if someone had put a knife to the neck of the Japanese artillery captain, he would have said it was a joke.
But the facts are right in front of us. Thousands of meters away, thick gunpowder smoke towers into the sky for dozens of meters. It's not scary that gunshots can be transmitted so far. What's scary is that the gunshots can make eardrums hurt after such a long distance. I don't know if that's possible. How many guns were firing? Anyway, Matsumoto Umon would not think that it could be achieved by two infantry brigades.
It's not them, it can only be the Chinese!
'The Chinese are very cowardly, but that's when they are asleep. If the empire does not take advantage of their sleep to occupy the entire territory, the empire will have no chance! Those stupid bureaucrats are actually saying that the Empire is not ready yet. This is the stupidest point of view I have ever heard! ' This sentence was expressed in class by Captain Matsumoto Umon's teacher at the artillery school.
Captain Matsumoto Umon trusted his teacher who had served as the captain of the artillery regiment. He was not only extremely proficient in warfare, but also had extraordinary attainments in Eastern history and culture, especially ancient Chinese history.
His meaning is very clear. China is in its weakest period in its thousands of years of history. If the empire does not launch a full-scale war against China, it will lose this most precious opportunity.
Thousands of years of history! This ancient oriental civilization has a long development history that makes Matsumoto Umon tremble, especially when comparing Japan's earliest written records with a history of only about 2,000 years.
In terms of the depth of civilization, China is an adult and Japan is just a child.
Such a civilization, even if they are asleep, will severe pain wake them up?
Therefore, Matsumoto Umon, who learned a lot from his teacher, has always been deeply wary of the ancient country of China. Even if he followed the division to win consecutive battles, he never relaxed his vigilance towards China.
And today, the alliance is really in a tough fight! The Chinese not only surrounded the two infantry brigades with heavy troops, but also sent blocking troops to prevent the last infantry brigade of the regiment from carrying out reinforcements. News from the front showed that the Chinese used incredible heavy machine gun firepower, far exceeding that of the first infantry brigades. The assembled heavy machine gun squadron of the three brigades.
Could it be an infantry division? Or even an infantry corps? Matsumoto Umon instinctively felt fear, but he knew that no matter how many troops the Chinese army had, his rapid-fire artillery squadron could not escape and had to get close to the front line.
Sure enough, within two minutes, a military order came from the wing headquarters. The six rapid-fire cannons of the rapid-fire artillery squadron needed to get as close as 500 meters to the front line to deal with the Chinese heavy machine gun firepower and clear the way for the infantry's upcoming "Long Live Charge." Clear the obstacles!
"Damn it, the Chinese have only exposed their heavy machine guns now, and their artillery has not yet joined the battle. Our rapid-fire artillery squadron is so close, aren't we afraid of being bombarded by Chinese mortars?" Matsumoto Umon silently complained to himself. Your Excellency, the captain of the company.
Yes, for the Japanese Army, the Chinese lacked heavy artillery, which prevented them from worrying about being wiped out by a heavy artillery shot, but the Chinese had a small-caliber mortar that gave them a headache.
That thing is very powerful, but very flexible. You can fire a few shots, move the gun base and run away. Unless there is a large group of artillery to suppress it, that kind of thing can also kill people within a range of more than 2,000 meters. The small-caliber artillery is like an annoying wild dog. It will give you a few bites when you take the time. It will hurt your heart and at the same time, you will be unable to do anything about it.
Rapid-fire artillery is a direct-aiming artillery through and through. It can hit armor and fixed fortifications accurately with one shot, but there is nothing you can do against this 'wild dog' hiding at least a thousand meters away.
Matsumoto Umon's intuition told him that the mortars that the Chinese had not taken out were waiting for artillery like him to attack the front line.
The two artillery squadrons of mountain artillery and infantry artillery were huddled 1,000 meters away from the rear of the entire front, and their safety was much better than his.
But military orders are hard to disobey, and no matter how unwilling the Japanese artillery captain is, he still has to do it.
"Order the distance between each cannon to exceed 60 meters. At the same time, the artillerymen must be 50 meters away from the artillery. After firing ten rounds, each squadron must immediately change the firing point!" Matsumoto Youmon looked at the burning red wasteland in the distance and bit. Zhongya ordered.
This is already an extremely cautious distance. Unless there is a heavy artillery cluster bombardment, a 4-kilogram mortar shell alone will not cause heavy losses to his squadron.
Before the officers of the two Japanese infantry squadrons began to take off their clothes to show their bravery, Matsumoto Youmon waved the chrysanthemum flag in his hand and said, "Fire!"
At the same time, the 12 Type 92 heavy machine guns and 24 grenade launchers of the Third Infantry Group, which had opened wide enough, also roared.
Infantry artillery and mountain artillery in the distance also roared one after another!
In addition to the thick smoke of burning dry grass, there was also a lot of gunpowder smoke on the position of Leng Feng's third battalion!
This is the greatest support that Ishiguro Sadazo can give to the 3rd Infantry Battalion. The three artillery squadrons directly under the wing headquarters have done their best.
The effect is certainly there!
Li Jijin's Seventh Company has killed nine people, all killed in shelling!
The power of the incendiary bombs fired by the Type 41 mountain gun looked terrifying, but because of the large amount of water and high-end gadgets like gas masks, the officers and soldiers of the Seventh Company felt like they were about to be steamed, but they were still able to endure it.
What would be the consequences if an incendiary bomb fell directly into a trench and exploded? Even though the soldiers had tried their best to separate the individual soldiers by more than 3 meters, the splashing flames and high temperature still swept the three infantrymen into a burning man in an instant.
The skin of the soldiers rolling around in pain in the trench was instantly charred and peeled off. Only one soldier who was extinguished by his comrades with water-soaked cotton clothes and fresh soil was still breathing, but he struggled to tell the company commander Li Jiujin who arrived. The last words are: "Give brother a happy life!"
That was Li Jijin's request that he could barely hear clearly until he put his ear close to the soldier's lips.
“It hurts!” The rest is the sorrow that the veteran squad leader tried his best to squeeze out from his throat!
If it weren't for extreme pain, how could a veteran squad leader be wailing so wantonly?
Just, no tears!
Not only was the fierce roasting almost drying out the moisture in his body, but the terrifying flames even burned his eyelids and stuck them together.
Being hit by a bullet, even if it is skinned by a cannonball, it only hurts in one place. Even if it hurts so much that it makes you cry for your father and mother, your comrades will try their best to wrap it up with hemostatic packs and cotton cloth. Think about the father who is still waiting for you. Mom, I have to hold on and survive even if I grit my teeth.
But this kind of burns that caused more than 90% of the body was really unbearable. Every part of the body was in pain. The skin and the burnt military uniforms were stuck together. A slight touch felt like thousands of burns. A needle **** the body.
What's more terrible is that if you can endure this kind of severe pain and survive, it will be fine. Unfortunately, let alone this era, even in the next hundred years, the survival rate for burns of this degree will not exceed 100%. one.
In other words, there is no salvation!
Li Jijin burst into tears looking at the soldiers who had been burned to black charcoal and could not even see their facial features!
The one who can call him brother Li Jijin is naturally not an ordinary soldier. He is the squad leader of the fifth squad of the second platoon under his command. The soldiers who have been following him since he was the squad leader did not die on the Songhu battlefield of Blood and Flesh Mill. They were in desperate situations. Sihang Warehouse did not keep him, and the cruel Battle of Songjiang only earned him a medal.
However, he was defeated on this battlefield that seemed to be a sure victory, and the semi-automatic rifle in his hand had only emptied one magazine before.
Li Jijin knew that this brother who had been with him for at least two years was hopeless, even if he was still trying to open his mouth and breathe desperately!
When Tang Dao was making incendiary bombs, he asked Tang Dao whether he could be saved if he was burned by the incendiary bomb and was still alive.
Tang Dao glanced at him at that time, thought for a moment, and answered him: "Although the Japanese are cruel, their way of dealing with it is right."
Although Tang Dao did not answer directly, veteran Youzi's heart trembled suddenly at that time. After the Japanese infantry was ignited by the incendiary bombs made by Tang Dao, the Japanese officers' usual practice was to put out the fire first, and then immediately shot them when they found that it was useless. kill.
The Japanese know better than the Chinese the outcome of extensive burns. The only purpose of the so-called rescue is to let the injured person fester in immense pain and then die!
"Brother, you can go in peace! From now on, your parents will be my Li Jiujin's parents. If I'm not here that day, there will still be Xiaoshan, Commander Leng, Deputy Lei Tuan, Tang Tuanzuo and the others who will take care of me! "Li Jiujin took the burned body into his arms and whispered in his ear.
The soldier whose eyes were so burned that they were glued together tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't do it anyway. There was only a heartbreaking "gurgling" sound coming from his almost-scorched throat. Then, his body stiffened suddenly, and his right hand with only three fingers firmly grasped Li Jijin's arm around him. After more than ten seconds, his whole body collapsed in Li Jijin's arms, and he slowly exhaled his last breath.
The tears in Li Jijin's eyes burst out of the frame!
Tears washed freely over his face, which had been blackened by gunpowder smoke and withered grass. The white and black face looked a bit funny, but in the flames that were still exploding all around, there was something indescribable. tragic. '
This is a text written by Tantai Mingyue on the back of a photo in her private album.
As the captain of the medical team, he knew that the battlefield faced by the third battalion was the most dangerous. Tantai Mingyue personally took 6 nurses and 30 stretcher bearers to stand by in the second-line trenches of the third battalion. When he heard that someone was injured, Tantai Mingyue took the nurses with him. and stretcher-bearers rushed into the trenches at great risk.
Unexpectedly, I saw such a scene.
Company Commander Jiu Jin, who was known as the most slippery and talkative in the regiment, hugged a soldier who was burned to black charcoal and cried like a child.
The army captain's tears were flowing freely, and the flames and air waves were surging at the edge of the trench, creating a tear-jerking scene.
The instinct of a reporter made Tantai Mingyue, who had a camera hanging on her chest, press the shutter. She did not want to record sadness, but to record Chinese soldiers and everything they did on the battlefield.
Sacrifice is a part of the battlefield.
However, the next scene left Tantai Mingyue stunned. She finally understood why the veteran who had returned from countless **** battlefields was so sad.
Slowly pulling out the bayonet in his hand from his brother's heart, he looked back at the soldiers of the Fifth Squadron who were squatting around with tears streaming down their faces. Li Jijin's hoarse voice came out: "Stop crying, tell me. Following the order, if anyone is hit by an incendiary bomb and is burned to black charcoal, he will be treated accordingly to make the brothers feel comfortable, and I will do the same!"
Tantai Mingyue's throat was choked with sobs, and she wanted to stop Li Jijin's cold and ruthless order, but she did not open her mouth after all. As a medical team leader who has mastered basic medical knowledge, she is all too aware of the cruelty of burns.
Death is happiness, but living is the greatest torture!
"Captain Tantai, please help me convey to the regimental commander, when can I load the incendiary bombs he made into the cannon and shoot them out. I will burn my brother to death sooner or later. I will come back sooner or later." Li Jijin, who was hugging the charred remains of his brother tightly, stared at the bright moon in Tantai with a rare solemnity.
Tantai Mingyue nodded vigorously!
Because only in this way, the tearful infantry company commander might allow the stretcher bearers to carry away the regrets of the sacrificed soldiers.
Tit for tooth, this is the temperament that the officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment are condensing, just like their regimental commander.
Li Jijin's suggestion was adopted by Tang Dao. After arriving at the destination, under the rock wall of the already extremely famous cave arsenal, special bombs such as incendiary bombs were listed as the first batch of ordnance developed by the arsenal. .
Special bombs that combine the characteristics of the incendiary bombs of the beautiful American cowboys in the future can be much more powerful than the low-level incendiary bombs currently used by the Japanese army. They are much more difficult in terms of technology and material requirements.
Fortunately, the students' knowledge in physics, mechanics, and chemistry is much better than that of the future top students who curled up like dogs in middle and high school and completely let themselves go in college.
Especially in an environment where the nation is in danger, they are destined to be able to squeeze out only 200% of their potential.
Except for the three soldiers who were burned to death by incendiary bombs, the Japanese mountain artillery, infantry artillery, and the rapid-fire artillery under Matsumoto Umon's command were also useless.
The 37mm rapid-fire gun can break 50mm armor, and the two layers of sandbags that can protect against heavy machine gun bullets are like paper in front of its copper warhead.
An observation post hidden inside a heavy machine gun fortification was shattered by a rapid-fire cannon shell along with the fortification.
Several other soldiers were either hit in vital parts by shrapnel or swept away by air waves. This was all the result of not having time to dig anti-gun holes. If they encountered the 105 howitzer equipped by the Japanese army, the two infantry companies of the third battalion at the forefront I'm afraid that if you can survive a third of the time after a bombardment, it will be the end of God's eyes.
Fortunately, the 2nd Infantry Regiment was confident enough and did not carry such heavy artillery, which allowed Leng Feng's third battalion to avoid disaster.
However, the fact that the Japanese army did not have heavy artillery did not mean that the Four Troops did not have it.
Pang Dahai's artillery battery has been waiting to be fired on the south bank of Bihe River.
Then, he waited for the instructions from the regiment headquarters.
Gu Xishui reported the coordinates of the Japanese artillery positions he observed to the regiment headquarters from his latent location using a field radio.
"Distance, 2600 meters, elevation angle 58°" As the artillery battery passed the camouflaged position, Pang Dahai's voice roaring at the telephone could be transmitted to the six 150-caliber mortar positions without even using a telephone line.
6 150mm mortars, have been waiting for this opportunity.
Because the firing range of the 150 mortar is relatively short, only 3,300 meters at most, if the Japanese artillery smells a crisis and runs a little further, they can only stare. Merely bombing Japanese infantry is not the skill of the artillery.
First kill the Japanese artillery, then blow up the infantry, and completely defeat them. That is what Tang Dao wants.
“Onboard!” Two infantry squadrons, led by a group of shirtless idiots in the middle of winter, got up from the ground, roared in unison, and charged 200 meters away.
The momentum was so powerful that it shook the earth.
But that only lasted less than three seconds.
“Fire!” Gu Xishui coldly pressed the send button.
“Fire!” Tang Dao pointed at the phone.
“Fire!” Pang Dahai personally waved the red flag of the order.
"咻!"" The unique sharp cry of the mortar made Matsumoto, who had always been nervous, feel a chill in his right crotch.
The Japanese artillery captain rolled into a small pit with extremely agile evasion, which was the position he had already aimed at. As long as he was not hit head-on by the artillery shell, his probability of survival was higher than 80%.
Then, Captain Umon Matsumoto, who was still alive, saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
A sound of "Boom!"
Nearly a hundred meters in radius, no matter the human body or the vegetation, they were all turned into powder!
That's a heavy artillery!
The Chinese heavy artillery!
From then on, until the bombardment was over, Captain Matsumoto Umon's head was buried in the pit like an ostrich and never raised his head again.
(End of this chapter)
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