Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 923

Chapter 923 Finally, I didn't embarrass Tuanzuo!

On the battlefield, four Type 94 tanks led by an 89 tank and two anti-tank guns shrouded in thick smoke were shooting at each other.

But no one expected that the protagonist of the battlefield would change hands before the winner was completely decided between the two.

That's because, facing the sudden extra piece of meat from the poor people on the opposite side, Major Nobita Nobita made his own efforts.

As a front-line commander, he did not ask Colonel Goto for instructions at all, but directly ordered two infantry artillery squads to fire on the Chinese position.

Major Nobi Nobita's brain was burned out by anger at this moment, but that didn't mean that the two artillery squad captains were also crazy.

It would be okay if we won after the war. Victory can cover up all the ugliness. But if this critical battle fails and the four infantry cannons commanded by the two of them blow up one of their own men, then the two artillery lieutenants will definitely be unlucky.

Not only are the remaining infantry commanders from the front going to cause trouble for him, I'm afraid he will also have to go through a military court.

After all, Major Nobi's order to them was to bombard the Chinese positions, not their own. The infantry at the forefront were only 100 meters away from the nearest area to the Chinese positions.

This **** thing, the cannon is not a gun. Wherever you point it, hit it? There is a slight error in the angle of the muzzle. The difference in actual shelling is hundreds of meters or even hundreds of meters. This is still an infantry gun that can be used as a direct-aiming gun. If it is replaced by a mountain gun and a deflection gun, the error is even more shocking.

Of course, even Nobita Nobita, who had no brains, had no intention of using the four Type 41 mountain cannons at the rear before the fight was over. In fact, even if he wanted to, the artillery captain probably wouldn't. would agree.

If you don't dare to disobey military orders and don't want to be the scapegoat after the war, you can only work hard to improve the hit rate. If you want to improve the hit rate of the infantry cannon that can be used as both a direct-fire gun and a curved-fire gun, you can only continue to increase the hit rate. Close range.

Therefore, the two artillery second lieutenants, who mentally greeted all the women of the Nobi Nobita family, their temporary boss, over and over again, could only bite the bullet and move the infantry artillery position forward another 200 meters, only 700 meters away from the Chinese front position.

Not only was the distance closer, but more importantly, it was just off a small hill, completely exposing the four infantry cannons to the flat ground.

The view from the top of the mountain is not too clear.

Because it was shooting from above, several consecutive test rounds were fired at a position closer to the top of the mountain. The two Japanese artillery second lieutenants, who were considering not seeking no success but no mistakes, still asked the artillerymen to maintain the muzzle elevation angle. He now It is better to miss the Chinese position than to blow up one's own infantry.

Four infantry cannons fire together, which is pretty awesome.

Leaving aside the effect of the artillery bombardment, the thick smoke rising from the Japanese artillery position completely obscured the 300-meter-wide artillery position.

More than a hundred meters above the Chinese position, there was a roaring sound from the bombing, and rubble flew everywhere. Although it did not really affect the Chinese soldiers on the position, the flying rubble was quite troublesome. Several of them were lying behind the rocks. The soldiers who had not been hit by the Japanese bullets now had their heads bruised and bloody, all of which were hit by gravel.

Even the No. 1 gun position where Zhen Dazhuang was located paused for a minute because an infantry artillery shell exploded more than ten meters away from the fortifications, and did not continue to fire on the cunning 89 tank.

“Yo Xi! Order the infantry artillery team to continue to maintain this intensity and show the Chinese what artillery is!” A smile appeared on Nobi Nobita's face for the first time.

He didn't see the angry faces of the Chinese mortar crews behind the mountain!

The 769th Regiment originally had 4 mortars and 25 artillery shells. Until now, except for the appearance of Japanese tanks, which fired six artillery shells, they have refrained from participating in the war.

Waiting for a suitable fighter is one thing, but the most important thing is that there are too few artillery shells. Good steel must be used on the blade. This is a concept that has been deeply rooted in the bones of the 921st Division, which is poor in materials.

But now, fighter planes have appeared, and the Japanese army dared to place infantry artillery in the open space within sight of the artillery observers.

Furthermore, the mortar unit supported by the 683rd Brigade was given 50 rounds of artillery shells.

There's nothing more to say, just give him a damn!

“Order the artillery company of the regiment to temporarily listen to the command of squad leader Li Daxi of the 683 brigade. 8 guns will be used to focus fire on me and knock out the Japanese infantry artillery!” the young regiment leader on the top of the mountain gave the decisive order.

“The maximum straight-line distance of the target is 1050 meters, and the elevation angle adjustment is 58.3 degrees.

Eight-round rapid fire for each gun position! All obey my orders! "

Li Daxi, who turned a deaf ear to the bombs that were exploding a hundred meters or even dozens of meters away, never took his eyes off the telescope. While trying to look into the distance through the gunpowder smoke, he yelled at the top of his lungs.

The messengers at the rear faithfully conveyed the orders of Li Daxi, the old artillery squad leader, in flag language to the mortar position located on a small piece of flat land behind the mountain.

In an era without communication tools, the heroic unit of the 921st Division gave full play to its tradition. The figure of the messenger, who was no more than 20 years old, looked very thin in the smoke, but the arm waving the little red flag was very stable and did not appear. A slight mistake.

The eight mortars more than 400 meters away from the top of the mountain were all adjusted in place based on the data measured by the veteran artilleryman who personally went to the top of the mountain to serve as an observer. It took one and a half minutes to adjust them.

“Let go!” Along with Li Daxi's roar, the red flag of the ordering soldier fell fiercely.

Eight artillerymen fed mortar shells into the muzzle and then crouched down.

After several muffled sounds of "Boom!", the artilleryman who picked up the cannonball again followed the example and sent the cannonball into the muzzle again.

This goes on and on, with an average of one shell fired every 4 seconds. However, within 30 seconds, all 8 rapid-fire rounds requested by Li Daxi were completed.

This is already the fastest firing speed of this group of gunners. If placed in a four-row group, the gunners who fired an average of 30 shells each can even increase the speed to one shell every three seconds.

There are a total of 8 mortars, each with 8 rapid-fire rounds, which means that in just 30 seconds, 64 shells were thrown. This kind of shelling intensity should be unprecedented in the history of the 769th Regiment and even the predecessors of the regiment. of.

However, the only ones who could see that grand scene were the front-line officers and soldiers of the 769th Regiment on the position.

They were lucky enough to see a field of blooming bomb flowers, but this time, it was on the enemy's position.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The violent explosions from the bottom of the mountain not only made the Chinese soldiers' eyes widen, but even the Japanese infantry who were still trying to advance in the hail of bullets couldn't help but look back.

His eyes suddenly became dull.

Just now, the four infantry guns, which were lined up in a row, with a horizontal and vertical distance of 40 meters between each infantry cannon, were all submerged in the smoke of gunfire.

Are you sure this is fighting the Chinese? The Japanese infantrymen couldn't help but tighten their thighs as they looked at the artillery positions shrouded in gunpowder smoke behind them.

The urge to pee is coming!

The Chinese's sudden tank cannon only scared those few tanks, but the infantry were actually not particularly nervous. They also had the 37mm rapid-fire cannon with armor-piercing tactics, but they were only used to attack fixed fortifications and infantry. , is not the specialty of that kind of gun.

But this kind of mortar that can be smashed down almost vertically is different. This thing is known as the "infantry nightmare". If one falls, the shrapnel air wave will sweep across the area. Even if you are lying down, you may be chipped by the shrapnel. head. Whether you can live or not depends entirely on whether Amaterasu wants to see you.

The Japanese infantry were just frightened, but what was the mood of the Japanese artillerymen who were bombarded by mortars?

The two artillery second lieutenants, who were afraid of taking the blame, were really aggrieved before they died. Damn it, my brothers had already fired cannons into the sky, so why didn't they let go? There are so many mortars and they don't even say a word. If you had told me earlier, you wouldn't have come so close to seek death!

Whatever, you have to hide behind that **** Major Nobi. If he wants to fight, you should hit him first.

64 artillery shells fell crazily. Not only did the violent air waves overturn all four infantry guns to the ground, but the casualty rate of the Japanese artillerymen present directly exceeded 80%. They were either blown away by the violent air waves or chipped by shrapnel. Blood gourd.

"Where did the Chinese get so many mortars?" Major Nobi, the **** infantry captain who was scolded by the two artillery lieutenants before he died, watched as the four infantry guns he ordered to approach were covered in artillery fire. It got dark and I almost fainted.

There are only four infantry artillery squads with a total of 8 infantry artillery pieces in the troops leaving the city to reinforce Shentou Ridge. This is great, because half of his orders were lost. Will Colonel Koshiminami Goto, who is sitting in the rear, want to eat him? ?

The Japanese Army Major didn't know much about his temporary boss. Goto Koshiminami, who had been silently observing the battlefield with a telescope, had a livid face. He had no idea of eating. What he wanted to do most now was to lift a knife. Kill that **** at the frontline headquarters alive. No matter whether the head was big or small, they were all cut up and fed to the dogs.

In fact, this loss is too great, almost unbearable.

This is not a matter of losing 4 infantry cannons, but losing enough artillery. With only more than 1,000 infantrymen, how can he fight with the Chinese whose strength is at least several times his own? Who will be the strongest?

"Order the 2nd and 3rd Artillery Squadrons to retreat immediately to 1,500 meters away, and order the heavy troops to immediately build bunkers for them. They are not allowed to leave the position without my order!" Goto Koshiminami ordered with a cold face.

“Also, tell Major Nobi Nobita that I will give him three hours. If he cannot capture the position in front of him, he can pledge his allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor in any way he chooses, and there is no need to come back to see me.”

However, Nobi Nobita's face was full of despair before this cold-blooded military order reached the front line.

After this artillery battle in which he single-handedly led the Chinese to counterattack with concentrated mortar fire, the 89 tank jumping up and down finally changed from a supporting role to the protagonist.

The reason is very simple. The 89 tank suddenly became unable to move and changed from a flexible mobile to a fixed turret.

This battle was definitely an extremely difficult test for the two combat defense artillery squads led by Zhen Dazhuang.

Zhen Dazhuang has fired ten shots, and most of them have failed. The 89 tank is like a flexible fat man, constantly moving coquettishly, and swinging the short and thick 57MM tank gun from time to time to fight back.

In this situation, even the artillerymen from the 683rd Brigade who were learning from him became impatient. They even climbed out of the fortifications despite the danger of being blasted into ashes by tank guns, and used their good vision to continuously report the movements of Japanese tanks to Zhen Dazhuang.

Beads of sweat rolled down Zhen Dazhuang's forehead. He knew that if he didn't blow up a Japanese tank in this battle, Tang Tuanzuo's reputation would be ruined by him. He was no less in the 683 Brigade. These artillery trainees boasted about the past achievements of the Four Lines Regiment in front of them.

The result, that's it? Two guns went onto the battlefield and didn't even hit a single tank.

Zhen Dazhuang is from Shaanxi Province. He is a bit rough, but his brain is good enough. Otherwise, he would not be transferred by Panghai to train artillery for the 683 brigade.

Since the 89 tanks can't be defeated, we should attack the Type 94s with thinner skins.

Although the Type 94 tank looks more flexible because of its small size, its engine power is also small! On such a hillside, its up and down maneuverability is actually not as good as that of the Type 89.

So, Zhen Dazhuang, who was eyeing a Type 94 tank, finally broke through with 0 results after firing three shots in a row.

A shell hit the frontal armor of the unlucky guy. The 10 mm thick steel plate had no hindrance against the terrifying tungsten core armor-piercing projectile. The thick shell almost violently broke into the interior of the Type 94 tank and exploded.

The high-temperature jet generated instantly, not to mention that the human body cannot withstand it, even steel will be melted. Black smoke came out from the inside of the Type 94 tank, and then there was a "crackling" explosion. There were no shells in the Type 94 tank, so it was killed by the explosion. There are still thousands of machine gun bullets in stock!

The pitiful appearance of the lying 94 tank frightened the other three tanks, especially the other one that was targeted by Zhen Dazhuang.

94 small beans who panicked stepped on the throttle crazy, and in the horrifying eyes of Matsuda, the ends of 89 tanks that were being coquettishly moved.

The loud "clang" sound of metal hitting each other was even louder than the sound of an exploding cannonball.

The 89 tank that was reversing directly hit the 94 tank that was desperately fleeing. One was 15 tons and the other was 3.4 tons. It was like a mud tanker hitting a QQ. The two were not in the same weight class at all.

But no one can deny that the effects of force are reciprocal. It cannot be said that if the size is large, there will be no harm.

The engine of the 89 tank located at the rear of the car body suddenly emitted a puff of black smoke, and the 170-horsepower diesel engine stopped. Moreover, due to the huge impact force, the 89 tank jumped forward, and the damaged diesel engine erupted. Final strength.

The 94 tank was even more miserable. It was knocked directly three or four meters away by the big brother. There was a crater blown up by the mountain cannon shell next to it. Maybe it was originally a sunken area, and it was hit by the shell. It has been expanded to a depth of 1.5 meters.

　　94 The little Douding tank fell crookedly buttocks downward in the crater. No matter how the tracks turned or the engine roared, the Little Douding tank, with its front end tilted and twisting its body desperately, could not get out.

The two tanks that crashed into a car accident were miserable, but what was even more miserable was the only spectator who watched it all up close.

The 89 tank that was involved in the accident moved forward and hit the boulder, as well as Second Lieutenant Matsuda who was caught in the middle.

"Mud horse!" This was the last thought that came to Lieutenant Matsuda's mind, and then he was knocked into a ball of flesh.

The poor Japanese Army second lieutenant probably thought about how he would die, whether he would be shot by a bullet, torn apart by a grenade, or stabbed in the chest by a Chinese bayonet. But he probably never imagined that his death would be nothing like these. Nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, he would die in a car accident, a car accident caused by the stupidity of his own armored soldiers.

The scene of the car accident was very tragic. The 94 tank was like a turtle unable to crawl out of the quagmire. The 89 tank hit a big rock. There was a mass of **** flesh on the front of the car, which was right on the observation hole of the Japanese driver.

But the Japanese driver was obviously not frightened because of the flesh and blood blocking the observation hole. What really frightened him was that no matter how he stepped on the accelerator, whether he was going forward or reverse, the 89 tank would not move at all.

The 89 tank lost its mobility.

This scene was also discovered by the artillerymen lying outside the fortifications.

“Are you still alive?” Zhen Dazhuang tried his best to maneuver the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the 89 tank that was constantly emitting black smoke but remained paralyzed.

No one knows how many shots Zhen Dazhuang fired, but everyone can see the misery of the Japanese tank after it was hit.

The riveted turret and the barrel were smashed into pieces by the violent torrent of metal. The large holes visible to the naked eye on the body proved the terrifying kinetic energy of the 37mm anti-tank gun.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "boom", and the 89 tank, which had been completely destroyed, suddenly jumped up. The huge energy of more than a dozen shells in the vehicle immediately lifted the 15-ton steel behemoth. It is dozens of centimeters high from the ground.

The fire that ignited from the inside out completely turned the tank into a bright candle, which was especially conspicuous on the battlefield.

Nobi Nobita closed his eyes in pain. After losing 4 infantry guns, he successfully helped Goto Take out an Imperial main battle tank.

　　What kind of day is today!

If possible, he really wants to lift the knife

Give yourself a knife so that it won't be difficult for everyone.

Obviously, it is easier to kill others than it is to kill yourself.

After seeing the turret flying into the air due to the explosion, the stupid Type 94 tank was smashed into a pile of steel scraps, Nobi Nobita was actually a bit calmer than he was then.

Shame, anger, pain, these emotions are useless. What he has to consider now is how to survive this battlefield.

It was not because of the Chinese, but because of the higher-level commander of our own side behind the scenes.

(End of this chapter)

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