On the battlefield, four Type 94 tanks led by an 89 tank and two war defense guns shrouded in thick smoke were firing against each other.

But no one expected that before the two completely decided the winner, the protagonist on the battlefield changed hands.

That's because, facing the piece of meat that suddenly appeared on the other side of the poor, Nobita made his own efforts.

As the front-line commander, he did not even ask Colonel Goto in the rear, and ordered the two infantry artillery squads to fire at the Chinese positions.

Nobita Nobita's mind was burned by anger at this moment, but it did not mean that the two artillery squadrons were also crazy.

If it is victorious after the war, it is okay, but victory can cover up all ugliness. But if the battle is lost, once the four infantry cannons they command blow away their own people, then the two artillery lieutenants will definitely be in trouble.

Not only the remaining infantry commanders on the front line were going to cause trouble for him, but I'm afraid he would also have to go to the military court.

After all, the order given to them by Yebi Shaoshao was to shell the Chinese positions, not their own. The area closest to the Chinese positions was only 100 meters.

This is damn, the cannon is not a gun, so wherever it is pointed? There is a slight error in the angle of the muzzle, but the actual artillery is a gap of hundreds of meters or even hundreds of meters. This can still be used as an infantry cannon for direct sighting cannons. If it is replaced with a curved cannon like mountain cannons, the error is even more amazing.

Of course, even Nobita Nobita, who was in a stubborn mind, had no intention of calling the four four-type mountain cannons at the end before he could fight to the death. In fact, even if he thought about it, the artillery captain would probably not agree.

If you dare not violate military orders and do not want to be the scapegoat after the war, you can only work hard to improve your hit rate. If you want to increase the hit rate of infantry cannons that can be both direct and curved cannons, you can only continue to close the distance.

Therefore, the two artillery lieutenants who greeted their temporary boss Nobi Nobita family over and over again in their hearts could only bite the bullet and move the infantry artillery position forward 200 meters, only 700 meters away from the front position in the Chinese side.

Not only was the distance closer, but what was more fatal was that it happened to be leaving a small hill and completely exposed four infantry cannons to the flat ground.

Looking from the top of the mountain, it's not too clear.

Because it was a backfire, several consecutive test shots were shot nearer to the top of the mountain, the two Japanese artillery lieutenants who were considering not seeking nothing but seeking nothing to do. They still asked the artillery to keep the elevation angle of the muzzle. Now he would rather shoot the Chinese positions than blow up his infantry into the sky.

The four infantry cannons fired together, and it was still very cool.

Not to mention the effect of the artillery bombardment, the strong smoke rising from the Japanese artillery positions alone will cover the 300-meter-wide artillery positions, so it is hard to see clearly.

The bombing was rumbling over a hundred meters above the Chinese position, and gravels flew everywhere. Although there was no real Chinese soldiers on the position, the flying gravels were also quite troublesome. Several soldiers who were lying behind the stones and were not hit by the Japanese bullets were bleeding at this time, and they were all smashed by the gravels.

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

"Yoxi! Order the infantry artillery squad to continue to maintain this strength and let the Chinese see what artillery is!" Nobita smiled for the first time.

He didn't see the anger of the Chinese mortars behind the mountain!

The 769th Regiment originally had 4 mortars and 25 shells. Until now, except for the appearance of Japanese tanks, they have been resisting and not continuing to participate in the war.

Waiting for the right fighter is one aspect, and the most important thing is that there are too few shells. Good steel must be used on the blade, which is materially poor. The 921st Division's troops have long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

But now, fighter jets have appeared, and the Japanese army dared to place infantry artillery on an open space within reach of the artillery observer's vision.

Moreover, the mortar troops supported by the 683rd Brigade distributed them 50 shells...

What else can I say about this? Just beat him up!

"Order the artillery company of the regiment, and temporarily obey the command of the squad leader Li Daxi of the 683rd Brigade, and gather 8 cannons for Laozi to catch fire and knock out the Japanese infantry cannons!" The young regiment commander on the top of the mountain decisively ordered.

"The target maximum straight line distance is 1050 meters, and the elevation angle is adjusted by 58.3 degrees...

Eight rapid fires at each gun position! Follow my orders!”

Li Daxi, who ignored the bombs that were still exploding hundreds of meters away or even dozens of meters away, had never left the telescope at all. While trying to look into the distance through the smoke, he shouted loudly.

The messenger behind him faithfully conveyed the orders of Li Daxi, the old artillery squad leader, to a mortar position located on a small flat ground behind the mountain.

In the era when there were no communication tools, the heroic unit of the 921st Division fully demonstrated the tradition. The figure of the messenger who was no more than 20 years old seemed very thin in the smoke of gunpowder, but his arms waving the little red flag were very stable and there was no mistake.

The eight mortars, which are more than 400 meters away from the top of the mountain, are all adjusted according to the data measured by the veteran artillery soldiers who went to the top of the mountain to be an observation man.

"Let me go!" With Li Daxi's roar, the red flag of the messenger fell down fiercely.

Eight artillery soldiers sent mortar shells into the muzzle and then squatted down.

After several muffled sounds of "dong!", the artillery soldiers who picked up the shells again followed suit and sent the shells into the muzzle again.

This cycle continued, and an average of one shell was fired in 4 seconds. In just 30 seconds, all the eight rapid fires that Li Daxi asked for were completed.

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

There are 8 mortars in total, with 8 rapid fires in each, which means that 64 shells were thrown out in just 30 seconds. This kind of shelling intensity should be unprecedented in the history of the 769th Regiment and even the troops that formed the predecessor of the regiment.

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

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

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The violent explosion from the foot of the mountain not only widened the Chinese soldiers, but even the Japanese infantrymen who were still trying to advance in the rain of bullets could not help but turn around.

His eyes suddenly became dull.

Just now, the four infantry cannons with horizontal and vertical spacing of 40 meters were all submerged in the smoke of the artillery fire.

Are you sure that this is fighting the Chinese? The Japanese infantry looked at the artillery positions covered by gunpowder behind them and couldn't help but clamp their thighs.

The urge to pee is coming!

The Chinese suddenly came to the tanks and guns, but the infantry were not particularly nervous. They also had the 37mm rapid-fire gun with armor-breaking tactics, but they were just used to attack fixed fortifications. Fighting infantry is not the specialty of that kind of gun.

But this kind of mortar that can almost be smashed vertically is different. This thing is known as the "infantry nightmare". If one falls, the shrapnel can sweep across it. Even if you lie down, your head may be cut off by shrapnel. Whether it can survive depends entirely on whether the god Amaterasu wants to see you.

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

The two artillery lieutenants who were afraid of taking the blame were really aggrieved before their death. Baga, my buddy had already set fire to the sky, why didn’t they forgive me? There were so many mortars, but they didn’t say anything, and they would say something earlier. Even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn’t have run so close to seek death!

No matter what, I have to hide behind that bastard, the bastard of the Wild Bibi. If you want to beat him, you can beat him first.

64 shells fell down wildly, not only the violent air waves overturned all four infantry cannons to the ground, but the casualty rate of the Japanese artillery present directly exceeded 80%. They were either swept away by the surging air waves or were cut into blood gourds by shrapnel.

"So many mortars are there in the Chinese?" The bastard infantry squad leader Major Nobi, who was scolded by the two artillery lieutenants before his death, saw that the four infantry cannons he ordered to close the shelling were covered with a piece of artillery fire, and his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

The troops leaving the city to reinforce Shentouling had only four infantry artillery squads, a total of 8 infantry artillery pieces. This was great, because his order was half gone. Will Colonel Koto, who was in charge of the rear, want to eat him?

The Japanese Army Major didn't know much about his temporary boss. He kept silently watching the battlefield with a telescope, his face turned pale. He had any idea of ​​eating. What he wanted to do most now was to slash the bastard at the front line command center with a knife.

No matter how big or small he was, he cut it for him and fed it to the dog.

In fact, this loss was too great to bear.

This is not a problem of losing 4 infantry artillery, but a loss of enough artillery. Now he only has more than 1,000 infantry, how can he fight against Chinese people with at least several times his strength? Is it true that he is strong?

"Order the second and third artillery team to retreat immediately, retreat 1,500 meters away, and order the baggage troops to build bunkers for them immediately. Without my order, you must not leave the position!" Goto Kazukonan ordered with a cold face.

"In addition, tell Nobi Nobita that I will give him 3 hours. If he cannot conquer the position in front of him, he can be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor in any way he chooses, and he will not have to come back to see me."

However, without waiting for this cold-blooded and ruthless military order to reach the front line, Nobi Nobita looked desperate.

After this artillery battle led by him and the Chinese used mortars to fight back, the 89 tank that jumped up and down finally became the protagonist by a supporting role.

The reason is very simple. The 89 tank suddenly couldn't move, and it changed from flexible maneuver to a fixed turret.

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

Zhen Dazhuang had already fired ten guns, but basically all failed. The 89 tank was like a flexible fat man, constantly moving in a coquettish manner, and swinging the short, thick and thick 57MM tank gun from time to time to time to fight back.

In this case, even the artillery soldiers who were learning from him were anxious. They even climbed out of the fortifications against the danger that they might be bombarded by tank guns, and used their good vision to continuously report the Japanese tanks to Zhen Dazhuang.

The sweat beads on Zhen Dazhuang's forehead rolled down. He knew that if he did not explode a Japanese tank in this battle, the reputation of the Tang regiment would be ruined by him. He had often boasted about the past achievements of the Four Corps in front of the 683rd Brigade's artillery students.

As a result, just like this? Two cannons came onto the battlefield and even a tank exploded.

Zhen Dazhuang is from Shaanxi Province. He is a little stingy, but his mind is good enough, otherwise he would not have been transferred by Pang Dahai to train artillery for the 683rd Brigade.

If the 89 tank cannot be fought, then the thinner Type 94 will be attacked.

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

So, Zhen Dazhuang, who was targeting a Type 94 tank, finally broke through 0 results after three guns in a row.

A shell hit the unlucky guy's front armor. The 10mm thick steel plate was unimpeded when facing the terrifying tungsten-core armor-piercing shell. The thick shell almost brutally broke into the interior of the Type 94 tank and exploded.

The instant high-temperature jet, not to mention that the human body cannot resist it, even steel will melt, black smoke emerges from the inside of the Type 94 tank, and then there is a "crackling" explosion. There are no shells in the Type 94 tank, and thousands of machine gun bullets that are still there!

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

The panicked 94 Xiao Douding stepped on the accelerator and hit the tail of the 89 tank that was moving in a coquettish manner in the horrified eyes of Lieutenant Matsuda.

The loud noise of metal contact with "clang" even exceeded the sound of the shell explosion.

The 89 tank that was reversing directly hit the 94 tank that was fleeing desperately, one was 15 tons and the other was 3.4 tons. It was like a clay tanker hitting a QQ, and the two were not on the same heavyweight class at all.

But no one can deny that the effects of forces are mutual. If they cannot be said to be large, there will be no harm.

A stream of black smoke suddenly emerged from the engine behind the 89 tank. The diesel engine that could burst out with 170 horsepower was stopped. Moreover, due to the huge impact force, the 89 tank jumped forward, and the damaged diesel engine burst out with the final power.

The 94 tank was even more miserable. Not only was it knocked out by the elder brother and it was so desperate that there was a crater that was blown out by mountain cannon shells. Perhaps this place was originally a sunken area, but it was expanded by the shells, with a depth of up to 1.5 meters.

94 Xiao Douding fell into the crater with his butt tilted down. No matter how the tracks turned, the engine roared desperately, and Xiao Douding tank, which was tilting the front of the car and twisting his body desperately, couldn't get out.

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

The 89 tank that had a car accident moved forward and hit a huge rock, as well as the Lieutenant Matsuda who was sandwiched in the middle.

"Mud Horse!" This was the last thought that came to mind in Second Lieutenant Matsuda, and then it was knocked into a ball of meat paste.

The poor Japanese Army lieutenant probably had thought about how he would die, be shot by bullets, torn by grenades, or stabbed into the chest by Chinese bayonets, but he might never have thought that his death had nothing to do with this.

He actually died in a car accident, a car accident caused by his stupid armored soldiers.

The accident scene was very tragic. The 94 tank was like a turtle that could not climb out of the mud. The 89 tank hit a big stone head-on, and there was a fuzzy mass of flesh and blood on the front of the car, which happened to be on the observation hole of the Japanese driver.
To be continued...