Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 971

Chapter 971 The battle between wisdom and toughness!

"Hold on, hold on for me! I believe in you, we can do it!" Inside the fortification, Cheng Tieshou did not get angry because he missed a shot from the anti-artillery squad. Instead, he slapped his face with annoyance. The sergeant squad leader shouted encouragement.

“Come again!” The sergeant squad leader threw the helmet on his head to the ground, and regardless of the danger, he went to the observation port and quickly reported the data.

Two veteran gunners made fine adjustments to the muzzle based on the data reported by the squad leader.

At this time, the Japanese 89 tank, which was reversing crazily, also adjusted its muzzle and fired.

Although the fortification where Cheng Tieshou is located is well camouflaged, a large amount of gunpowder smoke caused by the firing of the 37mm gun spurts out from the firing port. However, at a distance of more than 200 meters, it is very clear to the extremely nervous Japanese 89 tank.

The quality of the Japanese armored forces cannot be underestimated. The first shot alone hit the side of the fortification, causing the soil to fly. Then, with the roar of the tank engine, the 57mm gun continued to fire without stopping, the second shot, and the third shot. .

The 57 mm small-caliber artillery would be a unilaterally abused **** if placed on a Western battlefield, but here it is ferocious.

Of the three cannons, one shot hit the lower edge of the fortification, no more than two meters away from the firing port.

The huge vibrations and sounds caused by the explosion of the shells made the officers and soldiers in the fortification dizzy. Even as strong as Cheng Tieshou, he thought that he was going to be doomed at that moment.

Fortunately, the steel plate built by the engineer company was hard enough. The sandbags and soil on the outer layer of the fortification were blown away, but the steel plate was not penetrated.

Because China has no tanks at all, and even if it has fortifications, they are temporary field fortifications with civil structures. The Japanese Army armored soldiers have almost forgotten the last time they carried armor-piercing ammunition.

At this time, the Type 89 tank only had explosive shells that were mainly used to kill infantry.

　　We are all made of iron. One side uses armor-piercing bullets and the other side uses explosive bullets. The result of cross-fire is obvious.

“Let go!” The artillery squad leader, whose eyes were reddened by the thick smoke, finally roared angrily.

The rate of fire of the rapid-fire gun is actually faster than that of the 57mm short-barreled gun of the Japanese Type 89 tank, but for 30 seconds, the 37mm anti-tank gun did not fire a single shot, allowing the Type 89 tank to fire three shots in a row. It was because he had almost no chance to make another mistake. The Type 89 tank was not stupid. It did not give up its greatest advantage and kept twisting its body crazily and moving up and down.

However, as the two large weapons on the high ground attacked, your infantrymen hiding in the infantry trenches also cooperated. At least seven or eight light machine guns began to fire, suppressing the Japanese infantry who were following the tanks. On the cold mud floor.

The Japanese tanks also had some scruples and did not dare to move too much laterally. If they made a mistake and crushed one or two of their colleagues, they could be forgiven. But if a guy crushes a large number of infantrymen into meat pies, he will be sent to prison even if he returns alive. Court martial.

Hence, there is actually not much room for tactical maneuvering left for the Japanese tanks to use as they wish.

The artillery squad leader was waiting for the moment when the Japanese tanks stopped and fired.

“Boom!” This shot accurately hit the Type 89 tank, and the tank flashed with almost bright sparks at that moment.

“Forward, forward!” The Japanese armored second lieutenant was stunned for a second or two, and roared loudly with all his strength.

At the moment when the huge shock came, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he was miraculously still alive.

Although the shell hit the tank, by coincidence, it hit the arc of the Type 89 tank. Although the high-speed armor-piercing bullet hit a shocking gap in the armor, it was arced because of the angle. The horn bounced off and did not penetrate the 35mm armor on the front of the Type 89 tank.

The second lieutenant of the armored force knew that the tank had been targeted by China's anti-tank guns that had been lurking for a long time. It was almost impossible to turn around and run away now, but if he turned to the left or right, the more vulnerable tank would be exposed sideways to the Chinese. Under the muzzle.

Now there is only one way to survive. The tank moves forward at high speed, using the tank's thick frontal armor to rush to the ridge twenty meters away. Using the mountain and angle, it minimizes the firing angle and range of the Chinese anti-tank, and then , and we also hope that the brigade commanders and regimental commanders in the rear can respond in time enough to use artillery groups to cover the Chinese artillery fortifications hidden on the high ground. They may still have a chance to evacuate the battlefield.

The reaction of the second lieutenant of the Japanese armored forces was quick enough and his mind was strong enough. On this kind of life-or-death battlefield, not everyone has the courage to face the artillery shells.

If there was only one anti-tank gun on Highland 2, he might really have succeeded.

But it is a pity that there are two cannons on Highland 2. The squad leader of the other 37mm anti-tank gun is also an experienced gunner. He did not just blindly fire based on the firing speed of the 37mm anti-tank gun. He has also been waiting for the fighter. , even, he waited until the firing of gun position No. 1 was completed before firing.

“Boom!” A ball of dazzling sparks exploded from the lower part of the 89 tank, and the tracks that were rolling over the mud suddenly fell down.

The shot from the No. 2 gun position directly broke the track. From this moment on, the 89 tank not only lost power, but also became a dead target.

Not only is it impossible to move, but it is certain to die.

“Well done, Lao Jiang!” Cheng Tieshou looked through the telescope at the 89 tank whose tracks had fallen off and laughed.

"Fire! Fire!" the Japanese armored second lieutenant's face turned pale and he ordered frantically.

This is the only thing he can do now.

Abandoning the vehicle and running away seemed to be a way of life, but in fact it was a way of death. The Chinese did not know how many light and heavy machine guns they were equipped with, but they were bombarded for such a long time and could still maintain such a strong firepower density.

The machine gun bullets hit the tank armor with 'bang bang! ' The sound never stopped.

“Fire the guns! Fire the guns!” The artillery squad leaders at the two gun positions also repeated the same words.

The Chinese and Japanese soldiers lying on the cold muddy ground in early spring witnessed this scene with their own eyes amidst the hail of bullets.

The lame 89 tank stayed in place, and under the cover of the machine guns of several 94 tanks, it fired wildly at the fortifications above.

The anti-tank guns in the Chinese artillery fortifications were not afraid at all, and fired one shot after another amid the smoke and air waves.

Crazy and brave may not necessarily be equated, but at least at this moment, the armored soldiers of the 31st Infantry Brigade under the command of Nagago Koto have enough toughness.

However, the opponent they encountered today was perhaps the most elite infantry regiment in China.

Not only the equipment, there are definitely more than five Chinese infantry regiments with better equipment than the Four Lines Regiment. For example, the direct lineage of the direct line - the Tax Police Corps. The strongest of the Four Lines Regiment is the steel cultivated in one **** battle after another. Will and belief in victory.

This kind of will and belief is no longer limited to the front-line infantry, but has already spread to the entire regiment, even the most inconspicuous baggage soldiers.

Some time ago, when the Four Lines Regiment was evaluating military merit, because a baggage soldier and an artilleryman were evaluated as "second-class military merit", many front-line infantry company officers expressed objections, thinking that their infantry had to risk their lives on the front line. So what? Infantrymen who even lost their lives cannot be rated as "second-class combat merit", but those auxiliary soldiers who only put in hard work can still be rated as "second-class meritorious service".

"Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?" Tang Dao only said one sentence and silenced the company commanders who raised objections.

Frontline infantrymen risk their lives, but auxiliary units do not only rely on equipment to shine. At critical moments, they also have the courage to risk their lives.

A fortified artillery position is by no means a peaceful place without any danger.

The No. 1 gun emplacement was the focus of the Japanese tank artillery bombardment. Almost all the outer sandbags had been blown away, exposing the cratered steel plates. Even the inner sandbags used to slow down the impact had been blown apart.

This is not the most terrible thing. What is really terrible is that in order to expand the firing angle and range of the 37mm combat anti-cannon, the shooting hole is very large, at least 1.3 square meters. Such a large hole, let alone the flying shell fragments, is Many of the machine gun bullets fired wildly by the Type 94 tank also flew in.

Fortunately, the 37mm anti-tank guns are equipped with steel shields, which can also protect the artillery behind them, but stray bullets flying everywhere can also kill people.

Three artillerymen had been injured by shrapnel and were lying in a pool of blood before being carried away to the hospital. Even the commander of the 2nd artillery company who came to supervise the battle had a **** **** on his face from the shrapnel. This was considered lucky for him. The shrapnel It flew diagonally from above the eyebrows, hung on his face for a moment and then shot to the ground. If it had flown flatly, it would have directly cut off his nose.

In this era, if any limb is broken, it is broken, but no one can reattach it. All medical methods have only one purpose - to live!

It was so dangerous, and the artillerymen did not flinch!

Finally, after firing three shots in a row, one of the shots hit the front armor of the 89 tank and broke through!

A large hole near the mouth of the bowl was left in the front armor of the 89 tank. The 57mm short-barreled gun of the 89 tank finally stopped.

No one knows what happens inside the tank.

All that could be seen was that the life-threatening 89 tank was so silent that it was heart-stopping. However, No. 2 gun position did not relax and continued to beat the drowned dog. It fired two rounds in succession. One shot hit the flank and tail of the 89 tank. A dazzling fire shot up from the tail of the tank. It should be that the intense high temperature caused by the friction of the warhead ignited the supply. of diesel, and in less than 10 seconds, the entire tank burned violently, like a ignited torch.

Thick black smoke rose into the sky.

“Baga!” The long, hard eyes of Gu Teng, who was watching the battle through a telescope from a distance, froze.

Based on his experience, except for destroyed tanks, no substance can burn so violently that he can see the smoke column from more than 600 meters away.

However, the Japanese Army Major General, who was in a sluggish state, obviously did not see that the Japanese infantry around the tank was starting to flee crazily.

Even if there are countless bullets flying overhead, they still have to stand up and leave this area with their two strong short legs.

At least five Japanese infantrymen were shot and killed on the spot.

But the veteran's judgment is not faulty.

Because, a Type 89 tank has 50 rounds of ammunition. From the time it went to the battlefield to the present, this finished 89 tank has only fired about 20 rounds, which means that there are still nearly 30 rounds of artillery shells in the tank.

Inside a burning tank!

Thirty rounds of artillery shells, roasted by the high temperature of thousands of degrees, will not take too long to become something more terrifying than a heavy aerial bomb.

“Boom!” There was a loud noise.

The 89 tank burst into a blinding flame.

The sound was so loud that even the artillery squad leader, who had cotton stuffed in his ears, couldn't help but cover his ears with his hands, let alone the Japanese infantry who were only a dozen or dozens of meters away from the tank.

After this battle, more than half of the Japanese soldiers who were able to retreat from their positions had permanently lost their hearing.

But if you can become a person with a disability certificate, it at least means you are still alive.

At the moment when the shell exploded, ripples that were almost visible to the naked eye swept wildly around the tank wreckage with the tank wreckage as the center, and everyone, whether they were people or objects, were knocked away.

Within the radius of 30 meters with the 89 tank as the center of the circle, no one can survive!

Post-war statistics show that as many as one infantry squad was killed by the blast of the 89 tank alone.

In order to avoid the Chinese machine guns, there were too many Japanese infantrymen following this big guy.

Perhaps not only the infantry, but the two- to three-ton 94 tanks are not immune to such an explosion.

A 94 tank that was desperately trying to provide cover for his second lieutenant squad leader was overturned by the air wave because it was too close. It rolled over a dozen times on the hillside and was crooked and flat as if it was about to be scrapped. car.

No one knows how many of the Japanese armored soldiers inside died in the end. The key is that this guy became a natural rolling log, crushing the cold soil, flowers and plants, as well as some smart Japanese infantry, into porcelain.

Those smart people were at least seventy or eighty meters away from the 89 tank, and lying on the ground was the best way to avoid the air waves and countless steel fragments. Therefore, they successfully avoided the air waves after becoming deaf.

However, he still died, being crushed to death by his own rolling light tank.

“Crack!” If there was a tape recorder here, it might be possible to record the creepy sound of human bones being crushed by heavy objects.

It's a pity that no one at the scene can appreciate it, because the loud noise, whether Chinese or Japanese, is all buzzing at the moment.

Even Cai Yongguan, who was more than 200 meters away, did not regain his hearing until the second day after the war, let alone the Japanese around the center of the explosion.

Their disability certificates have been issued.

However, compared to the 94 tank that was used as a "rolling log", there is an unlucky child who is even worse.

The distance is more than 40 meters. The more than 2 tons of body and the 10 mm thick steel plate blocked the fierce air waves and splashing steel fragments. The Japanese armored soldiers inside had pale faces and had not had time to catch their breath.

“Boom!” There was a muffled sound, and God gave them a sap.

That was a turret that weighed more than 1 ton. Even if Li Yuanba was alive, he couldn't lift it. It just fell from an altitude of more than 20 meters and hit the 94 armored vehicle.

The 10mm steel plate is really fragile in the face of such a huge force, just like a tough guy who saw his wife having an affair with his own eyes and was told that he is not as good as others, he immediately collapsed.

Little Douding, who was so tough in front of the machine gun bullets, was nearly half shorter!

It is unknown whether the Japanese armored soldiers inside are capable of bone shrinkage, but it is almost certain that their bodies will become smaller accordingly.

“Beep!” The Japanese frontline commander sounded the retreat siren.

The Japanese infantry retreated like a wave.

“Order the artillery brigade to concentrate fire and attack the Chinese artillery positions!” Gu Teng's long and hard face was as solid as a statue. "Order all the infantry artillery squads to fire on me and level that hill!"

Don't tell me, from the side, Guteng, who is already in his early 40s, is still a young man, with a long nose and a high bridge, and obvious facial muscle lines. His face is stiff, and he looks a bit like a cold-blooded soldier.

However, no one knew the aggrievedness in the heart of this Japanese army major general.

I thought that I had calculated everything, even the opponent's number and strength, and I was sure of victory, but I never thought that wisdom was so useless that it was not as useful as the opponent hiding two cannons. This is very useful for anyone. For a commander who calls himself a 'wise general', this is an extremely serious slap in the face.

Therefore, Gu Teng, who was so angry that he even exposed the infantry artillery deployed on various artillery positions 800 meters away, also wanted to kill the artillery hidden by the Chinese.

Must be able to kill it too!

He firmly believed that it was impossible for the Chinese to build such strong fortifications in a short period of time.

That was the first time the Japanese artillery troops opened fire with all their strength.

Plumes of gunpowder smoke rose in the mountains and forests.

A ball of fire rose up on the top of Highland No. 2.

The two fortifications were like small boats traveling in the huge sea, trembling under the fierce artillery fire, but they did not fall. The steel plates, logs and thick soil layer laid on the top of the fortifications greatly weakened the kinetic energy of the artillery shells.

“The Japanese are so impatient! They have exposed all the hidden birds.” Tang Dao, who was standing in the command post 500 meters away, put down his telescope and smiled. "Order, all 82 mortars of the 1st Artillery Company to bombard the exposed infantry artillery of the Japanese army!"

“Why hasn't the news been sent to Gu Xishui? The kid's 12 mountain cannons are too harmful to our army.” Gong Shaoxun also put down his telescope and frowned.

Infantry artillery is a direct-aiming artillery. In addition to being better at fortification than mortars, in such mountain warfare, it is far less threatening than curved artillery mortars. What Gong Shaoxun is most afraid of is the 75 mountain artillery that stays in the distance.

“Someone has said that food must be eaten bite by bite, and the road must be walked step by step. This battle must also be fought shot by shot.

The little devil is a thief. He scattered the artillery positions in the mountains. The area is too wide, and the six 150-meter guns in Dahai are too few to form a coverage strike. They can only wait for suitable fighters. Let them be proud for a while first! "Tang Dao was unhurried.

“Go and ask Commander Chen where they are!”

(End of this chapter)

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