Setouli's luck was shattered together with nearly 100 Japanese infantry soldiers who were destroyed in the ashes when the second round of artillery shells hit 500 meters in front of his temporary command.

The senior officers of the 36th Infantry Brigade thought that the idiots of the 6th Heavy Artillery Brigade would be killed by the Chinese, and they also thought that heavy artillery would be captured by the Chinese, and even made the worst idea that the Chinese would transport the heavy artillery away.

But they never thought that the Chinese would use heavy artillery to bombard them with more than 6,000 meters of space.

Artillery is not a rifle or a machine gun, and anyone who gets it can play. Artillery soldiers without enough practical experience, let alone hitting targets in the darkness through 6,000 meters, and being able to shoot shells out, Baga is a god...

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Unfortunately, the fact is right in front of us. The Chinese not only seized heavy artillery, but also fired artillery. The most terrible thing is that they can still shoot accurately.

This absolutely impossible fact only had the truth after the war and put the shells in their own hands came from their ethnic group.

This actually relieved the Japanese officers who survived the battle from then on.

It’s good that the Chinese are not that magical.

What's so strange if China can produce traitors, how many Japanese traitors in Japan can produce?

Very wonderful perspective, but it's really Japanese.

"Escape! The entire army evacuated!" Setouli did not ask Maki Kazushima for advice at all. He decisively ordered the fireballs that exploded from the 150-heavy artillery shells.

Setonelli is already decisive enough.

The Japanese infantry were not like the Chinese. At least they had a trench to avoid the surging air waves and the splattering shrapnel. Under such heavy artillery shelling, they could only crawl in the wilderness and pray that they would not be so unlucky.

But the area covered by 36 shells shot from six rounds of 150 heavy artillery was so wide that the scared Japanese infantry could run away just by saying that they could run?

When a shell is bombarded, the killing radius exceeds 20 meters, and creatures within a radius of nearly a thousand meters will die.

If the Japanese army killed in artillery fire cannot tell others how terrible the heavy artillery is, then those who survived by chance can definitely tell you how dark the psychological shadow caused by heavy artillery can be.

Potato is perhaps one of the soldiers closest to death in the entire line of defense.

He had already tried his best to shrink his body according to the tactical requirements from the company, held his hands in front of his chest, and his back and chest were not next to the trench wall, and his ears were tightly stuffed with cotton.

But when a deafening loud noise penetrated the cotton into the cochlea, and the ears were filled with dizzying sharp sounds, the trenches seemed to be shaking, making the whole person feel like he was on a small boat in the stormy waves. A breeze that burned so much that the skin hurt his skin blasted over his head. The trenches were violently twisted again, almost throwing the soldiers out of the trenches, and the subsequent collapse was far beyond the time when the Japanese army had shelled 75 mountain cannons.

"Ph!" The potato, who had originally opened its mouth, was filled with sand and soil, and its body was covered with mud like a clay man.

"My God! Dog God's artillery!" The potato that desperately spit out the sandy soil couldn't help but curse.

Then, a "tumble" of water hit the scolding soldier directly, and took a shower from head to toe. The soldier who was stunned by the water looked in front of him blankly.

A white fish, long with chopsticks, twisted weakly in front of him.

What's going on? God takes a free bath and gives fish as a midnight snack? Because I scold the artillery?

"Ouch! It's so cold!" Tudou shook and took off his wet military uniform and wrapped it in a blood-stained Japanese military coat. It was the spoil he picked up when he was picking up a gun and touching bullets in front of the position.

It was a wool military coat that was standard for only the Japanese assistant level, which was first-class in keeping cold. The original owner was stripped of a bare pig and frozen into a pale white like a dead pig in the autumn wind.

The so-called dignity can only be worthless in the face of death.

Of course, it is not God's fault that water falls from the sky, it is caused by a shell that just fell in the river in front of the trench defense line.

Tons of water, together with the energy stimulated by the explosion of the shells, were sent to high altitudes. The small river that could have prevented the Japanese army from advancing completely exposed the wet riverbed, leaving a huge bomb crater on the riverbed.

After more than ten seconds, the river was in a state of breaking down. It was not until the river water surged back and filled the craters that it was roughly restored to its appearance before the explosion.

With more than 30 meters and the protection of trenches, potatoes were almost sent away by this cannonball that could cut off the flow, let alone the Japanese infantry lying in the wilderness.

Just this shell, several Japanese infantrymen who were more than 100 meters away from the explosion center were hit by the crazy air waves and vomited blood. Some of them were shaking dozens of centimeters from the lying on the ground, and then lying on the ground moaned in pain.

Even if he won't die for a while, his internal organs will be shaken and lose their ability to move and fight.

Under such a terrible power, it would be strange if the Japanese infantry were not bombed to cry for their parents.

That is, the terrain here is wide, with more than 1,000 Japanese infantry scattered on the battlefield of nearly 100,000 square meters. Otherwise, even if this round of artillery came down, half of the Japanese troops on the front line could be removed.

After the war, according to statistics from the 36th Infantry Brigade, more than 300 infantry soldiers were killed and injured by the miraculously precise artillery bombardment of the Chinese. If it were not for the retreat order of Li Nakasa Setouli, the casualties would have doubled even if they were one minute at night.

According to this reasoning, Setonai Nakasa is definitely the best performing senior officer in the 36th Infantry Brigade this night. Even if he is a short man picking a general and a frog in a pile of toads, Setonai Nakasa should be awarded.

Unfortunately, this Army Chief Staff Officer who performed well enough on the battlefield was really bad luck.

The decisive Chief of Staff of the 36th Infantry Brigade not only gave decisive military orders, but also ran very quickly.

However, he saved many imperial officers and soldiers, but lost his life.

This also comes from the observation of the battlefield by the huge sea.

Fat Sea should be the craziest guy in the entire defense line. The air waves caused by heavy artillery shells did not allow this round-headed army captain to hide in the trenches, but instead became the accompaniment and fireworks for his dance.

"Haha, I'm right. Just fight like this and kill a bitch." Fat Dahai danced excitedly in the trenches and shouted.

Leng Feng, who was more than ten meters away from him, was sweating coldly on his forehead.

Damn it, he has met a ruthless man again, and he is an artilleryman.

Really, Leng Feng was sure that the fat guy in front of him was the most powerful artillery soldier he had ever encountered in his life.

In the hand-to-hand combat more than 20 minutes ago, he first rushed into the Japanese infantry group. He saw this lively fat man with nothing in his hand, just pinching the neck of a Japanese infantry with both hands. When the opponent was desperately kicking him with his hands and feet, the fat man held his fat head that was a circle bigger than ordinary people and hit the Japanese infantry hard.

It was not until the Japanese infantry were limp and limp that they stopped.

Leng Feng looked at the fat man with his face and head full of blood flowing, and he had already given this person a definition of "This is a tough character".

But unexpectedly, this fat guy had already emerged from the sky. On the battlefield where the air waves and shrapnel were flying everywhere, he was dancing excitedly with a broken telescope, for fear that he would not die!

Leng Feng moved towards the crazy fat man, intending to seize the opportunity to throw this person into the trench. He admired this fat colleague of his level from the bottom of his heart, and never wanted him to be killed by unpredictable shrapnel because he was too excited.

However, before he could take action, Pang Dahai took the initiative to calm down.

"Hey, the Japanese want to run!" Fat Dahai suddenly lay on the edge of the trench and calmly looked at the battlefield with a telescope.

In the shadow of artillery fire on the battlefield, the Japanese infantry kept running and then crawling, but the distance was constantly widening. What was wrong with running?

"Six rounds of rapid fire have been completed, the artillery fire extends 600 meters, no, 800 meters, continue with the six rounds of rapid fire!" The artillery captain who recovered from calmness roared loudly, and the telegrapher sitting in the trench beside him immediately put on his headphones to send a message.

Setouchi Li Nakasa's life was thrown into the hands of this crazy and calm fat man on the Chinese position.

The orders were timely, the coordinates were accurate, and the Japanese artillery skilled were all reasons to send Rikasa Setonai, who was running wildly in the wilderness with his short legs.

A shell exploded twenty meters to the left of more than twenty Japanese soldiers running wildly.

Unfortunately, this was a group of people in the front line command of the 36th Infantry Brigade, including five combat staff and telegraphers, communications soldiers and escort infantry, and Setonai Nakasa was also among them.

Destroy the group!

And Niujima Man, who stayed further away, finally rode his big white horse.

If he doesn't run faster, he may not even have the chance to get a cold shot.
Chapter completed!