If you want to kill yourself for the sake of an iron mine, it's just that, but the fat man in front of him, who still has a slight smile on his face, actually puts himself and the 200 elites under his command in danger, and Huang Jiqing can't figure it out anyway. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not only Huang Jiqing couldn't figure it out, but Chi Dakui and the 200 veterans listened to the huge explosion not far away with pale faces, and they couldn't figure it out a little.

The regiment is not satisfied with their ability to complete the mission, and there is no need to use the trick of cannon killing! It's really too extravagant.

The explosion point of the shell just now was still dozens of meters away from them, and the veterans who had been in battle for a long time knew that if in wartime, this was just a test firing, and then the real shelling would follow, if the fat group was really crazy.

As it turned out, Fat Tuanza was even more insane than they thought.

A series of loud explosions continued to explode overhead, and it took several minutes for the explosions to cease.

In just five minutes, it seemed like a century had passed for the veterans, and the frenzied artillery battery actually poured dozens of shells on the hill with a radius of only a few hundred feet. If they had stayed in the trenches they had dug earlier, they would have been blown up and there would have been no scum left!

Fortunately, the location of the so-called anticline tunnel that the fat group asked them to dig was very unique, and the Bofors 75MM mountain gun blew the top of the mountain into a sea of fire, but none of the bombs actually landed on the tunnel. Even if the occasional shell crossed the top of the mountain, it only hit another valley, and their tunnel built on the back of the mountain was not attacked by a single shell.

Compared with his subordinates, who were still a little frightened before, Liu Lang didn't take the shelling he arranged seriously at all. The anti-slope tunnel fortifications have been proved in the battle of "Wusheng Mountain" 20 years later, whether it is mountain artillery or howitzer, the damage of direct fire artillery to anti-slope fortifications can almost be described as negligible.

The accuracy of the Bofors mountain artillery was indeed as accurate as recorded in history, and the whole two bases of 40 shells hit the target except for the three rounds that were tested in advance. The rate of fire was also fast enough, and within a few minutes, two mountain guns had wiped out the two bases.

The high rate of fire and accurate shooting will naturally take advantage of the artillery battle between the two sides, especially the range of the Bofors mountain gun as high as 9,000 feet, which is simply completely crushed by the Type 41 mountain gun that the Japanese army is now equipped with at the wing level. Liu Lang was quite satisfied with the first live-fire firing of Zhao Ergou's newly established artillery company, although 40 rounds of shells worth hundreds of dollars were wasted, but the shells were out and could be bought, and if it was an artillery that did not even have live-fire training, Liu Lang did not dare to pin his hopes of fighting the Japanese army in half a year on his newly formed artillery company.

A great key point in the anti-slope tunnel tactics of mountain defense is the need to have enough artillery support forces, without artillery, tunnel warfare is a joke, and in World War II, the Japanese did not use anti-slope tunnel tactics to deal with American soldiers, and without exception were beaten out of the.

The reason why the Republic was able to cripple American GIs on that position of only 3.7 square kilometers was because the American GIs threw 1.9 million shells over, and the Red soldiers also threw 450,000 shells on it, which is a slightly less, but also a terrible number.

If Liu Lang guessed correctly, the shallow trench on the top of the mountain has now been razed to the ground. However, it is conceivable that with the help of these dozens of shells, no matter what kind of rock it is, it should be much easier for Chi Dakui and them to dig trenches again.

Looking at Chi Dakui's face, he should have understood somewhat by now that in the face of life, in fact, what landform is really not as important as Master Huang said.

Seeing Liu Lang looking at himself with a smile on his face, Chi Dakui's face turned a little red. During this time, the independent regiment has been smooth sailing, the recruitment of recruits is smooth, the equipment is up-to-date, and the military salary is not only never in arrears but much higher than the original because of the local tyrant of the commander, and he himself became a lieutenant colonel. It can be said that Chi Dakui slept with a smile on the corners of his mouth during this time, and if he was described in the words of the future, if he was given another daughter-in-law, it would be the rhythm of walking to the peak of life.

People are actually a bit cheap, as long as this person is full of ambition in life, he will slack off, don't look at what terrain and landform the reader used to help him explain why the trenches were not dug deep enough, in fact, Chi Dakui still understands in his heart that no matter how hard the stone is, as long as he wants to dig it, explosives or something, the independent regiment is really not short now, a few blasts down, no matter how hard the stone is, they can dig out enough bunkers to hide.

Now, Liu Lang told him with a very vivid personal experience of the shelling that now is far from the time to be complacent, and the result of laziness on the battlefield is only one ------- death. Enemy artillery isn't going to wait for you to get into the anti-slope tunnel like it does now.

"Sir, I'm 。。。。。。" Chi Dakui is also a very neat person, since he thought of it, he is ready to admit his mistake to Liu Lang.

Liu Lang smiled slightly, pointed to the top of his head, and did not speak.

Almost at the same time, a loud "bang" sounded in everyone's ears.

It's just that this time it's not at the top of the mountain, it's overhead.

If the national army is most familiar with the sound of shells, this is undoubtedly it.

Mortars, the most armed small guns in the artillery sequence of the national army, of course, mainly because of the absence of artillery.

In order to make up for the lack of artillery strength, the Military Commission, which was shy and had little money and no artillery technology, manufactured a large number of mortars, and gradually equipped millions of national troops with the largest number of mortars in the world.

It also turned out that mortars caused a large number of casualties among the Japanese army. This should be regarded as a kind of success in desperation!

However, the more familiar I am, the more scared I become. The veterans' faces turned pale with a sudden.

The mountain artillery just now was a direct-fire gun, and a few minutes of shelling had proved that the direct-fire artillery could not do anything with the tunnel fortifications they were staying in. However, the mortar is a curved artillery, and that thing will go around the top of the hill and fall down, okay! Will their tunnels withstand mortar shells?

The veterans looked at the top of the pit with only dust above their heads, and thought to themselves that the fat group would be so crazy, they should have added two layers of steel plates to the top of the pit made of logs and sandbags. There are some things that really can't be saved!

Facts have also proved that veterans are veterans, and their guesses are completely correct. Mortars, such curved guns, finally posed a certain threat to the tunnels located on the back side of the mountain.

Although most of the mortar shells that rained down did not actually hit the tunnel, there were still one or two blind cats that caught the dead mouse right on the top of the tunnel.

Fortunately, although each person's head was covered with a head of dust, this fact shows that their efforts for a month were quite successful, and they only ate a little ash under the shells of their own people, and did not turn into ashes.

"Zhao Ergou on Donkey Day, cannonballs don't cost money! You're going to die if you save a little? You are cool now, wait for Lao Tzu to go out and don't make you a dog, Lao Tzu Chi Dakui has your surname. Chi Dakui scolded the commander of an artillery company in his heart.

In fact, Zhao Ergou, who was at the foot of the mountain at this time, was not happy at all, and his life was not very easy.