Chapter 228: The Learning of Mortar Positions

Zhang Wei braved the pungent smoke into the mortar firing position, in the circular firing position, the mortars were hurriedly extinguishing the fire and cleaning up the position, there were several soldiers who died in the shelling lying in the position, the surrounding was a mess, the sandbags used to strengthen the fortifications were blown up a lot, and there were still many ammunition box debris on the ground, there was still blood on it, I am afraid that among the soldiers of the mortar platoon who died, someone was killed by the debris of these ammunition boxes.

"Sir."

Zhang Wei stopped, and the platoon commander of the mortar platoon walked to Zhang Wei's side and said in a low voice, Zhang Wei saw that the mortar platoon leader's left arm was wrapped in a bandage, and it seemed that he was injured and his mood was not high.

"How's it going, have the casualties and losses been counted?"

"The platoon lost eight men, three drivers, three ammunition men, and two sighters, five wounded."

"The sights and ferrule nuts of one mortar were blown out, and there were less than twenty mortar shells left."

Zhang Wei nodded: "Well, the loss is not small, what's the matter, it's blown up like this?" ”

"When the Japanese first started firing the cannons, the brothers reacted very quickly, and they all hid with their cannons, and they killed two pilots, and then I don't know what happened, and the fight became more violent, and one of the shells happened to fall on the place where the shells were piled up, and the shells exploded, and the shells of the devils exploded, plus our own shells, which killed and injured the brothers heavily, and the sights of one of the guns were also damaged." In the end, the mortar platoon commander had a sad face, and at once he reimbursed nearly one-third of the combat effectiveness of the platoon, which was really a loss.

Zhang Wei thought about the words of this platoon commander, according to his words, the first round of artillery bombardment that they dodged should be the Japanese army's 92 infantry guns, and the Japanese attacking infantry used infantry guns to bombard the mortar positions in order to prevent the mortars from blocking the fire in front of the position.

The 75-caliber 41-caliber mountain artillery directly under the wing fired a round of rapid fire to cover the retreat of the Japanese army, and as the mortar platoon commander said, a 75-caliber mountain artillery shell hit the ammunition storage place of the mortar platoon, causing the shell to detonate, which in turn led to large-scale losses.

"Okay, you take me to see where the shells are fired." Zhang Wei called the mortar platoon commander and asked him to take him to see the place of the explosion, Zhang Wei had doubts, under normal circumstances, this kind of thing should not happen, just now when the Japanese covered the retreat and suppressed the shooting, they hit 75 caliber mountain artillery shells, he can be completely sure of this.

Zhang Wei has not learned too much about other things in this year, but the experience of being bombarded is rising slowly, after more than a year of fighting, the artillery commonly used by the Japanese, as long as it is bombarded, it can basically be judged, and if you find a veteran who has been fighting for more than a year, you can estimate it for you.

These 75-caliber mountain artillery shells can basically be prevented by ordinary civil engineering fortifications, but in the end, most of the shells of this mortar platoon were blown up with one shot.

Walking through the traffic trench, I immediately arrived at the place where the explosion occurred, and at the place of the explosion, most of the trenches on both wings were blown up, and there was a large crater on the ground, and there were fragments of shells in the surrounding soil, and there was indeed a large-scale explosion.

"Where do you put your mortar shells? Is this crater? Zhang Wei asked, pointing to the crater.

The mortar platoon commander nodded: "Yes, it's right there, the brothers dug three shallow pits, and put the shells and shell boxes, as well as the spare shell and additional medicine kits here." ”

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, I understand, it's unreasonable for you not to be bombed." ”

It is not surprising that these mortars actually put their shells on the flat ground of the road where the ammunition is located, and people have dropped shells to them, either vertically or diagonally, and their shells are placed on the flat ground, and as soon as the shells of the devils fall into the trenches, the piled up shells will just become the place where the shells fall, causing a martyrdom.

"Brother, there is a problem with your shells, look at this position, you store the shells on the flat ground in the trenches, and this shell is suddenly unprotected all around, and the shells fall into the trenches, which will naturally cause an explosion, even if they are not directly smashed into your bomb station, the sh长寿荣 will also be affected." Zhang Wei said as he stepped on the crater under his feet.

"When building mortar shell storage stations, the safest place should be the cliffs on both sides of this trench, even if on both sides of the trench, we dig out one or more ammunition storage stations on the opposite side of the trench against the enemy, and then put all the shells here, and if there is enough time, we can also use wooden planks to reinforce it."

"In this way, we can look at the side facing the Japanese army as a wall, what we have to do is similar to digging a hole in the wall facing the little devils, and loading shells in this hole, which is safe and trouble-free, this bomb shelter is facing the Japanese army, and the Japanese shells hit it, and it can't hit it at all, even if the Japanese shells fall in the trenches, its position can avoid the damage of the shells to the greatest extent." Zhang Wei said as he gestured with his hand, trying his best to explain it to the platoon commander.

The mortar platoon commander listened to Zhang Wei's words, and after thinking about it carefully, what he said was reasonable, his brother did it inappropriately, the original digging method was equivalent to exposing the mortar shell to the eyes of the Japanese artillery shell, and he figured out the reason, the mortar platoon commander was not only remorseful, but also a little ashamed, he was a mortar platoon commander, and he also wanted the battalion commander of the friendly army to personally guide the construction of the mortar position.

"Sir...... This fault is with us, alas. ”

Zhang Wei patted the mortar platoon commander on the shoulder: "Just pay attention next time, in a war, there are some things that you can't know, you have to exchange blood, you and your subordinates don't hang your heads, muster up the strength to fight well, and it is true to avenge the brothers who died in battle." ”

"Hmm."

Seeing that the platoon commander's mood had improved a lot, Zhang Wei pointed out several other problems with the mortar position: "Your ammunition storage place is too close to the mortar firing position, and in my opinion, it is a little more than two meters away, and it is best to be farther away, five or six meters is the best, which is twice the current distance." ”

"The firing positions of the two guns are too close, one cannon suffers, and the other cannon has to be unlucky, so we must step up the expansion!"

Zhang Wei talked for a long time, and he explained all kinds of defects in this artillery position, in all fairness, the work of digging a mortar position is not very technical, and Zhang Wei did not know whether this platoon commander was born in school or in the army, but whether it was the school's teaching materials or the troops' peacetime training, building a complete and safe mortar fortification could be taught.

Today's such thing can only show that this platoon went into battle in a hurry, and the training and education in ordinary times were not in place, so it was pulled into the battlefield.

The vast majority of troops on the battlefield in eastern Henan are all like this.