There is not the slightest fancy in this contest of live shelling.

It all depends on the accuracy of the gun and the proficiency of the gunner, and of course, the data reported by the artillery observer through the artillery observation instrument is the key to this.

Not preparing for too long, the artillery squad leaders on both sides gave the order to open fire at the same time.

After the two loud bangs, except for the faint rumbling sound that came more than ten seconds later, in the field of vision of the two armies, the two hills were as calm as ever, and no smoke was rising.

Apparently, the shells fired from both sides were crooked.

However, the artillery of the two armies, which were 60 meters apart, were not in a hurry, and they only tested the fire, and it was normal for the first shot to be crooked.

In fact, if the three mounds, if each of the two guns can hit one of them with six shells, it is already a good result.

Artillery has never been infantry, relying on accurate shooting to hit the enemy, the god of war relies on fire coverage, a row of artillery fire, an area is full of artillery fire, people and ghosts are destroyed.

Sure enough, the artillerymen on both sides had no intention of saving shells after the first shell was test-fired, and each fired three rounds in a row at the first target they had set.

At the foot of the hill where the independent regiment was aiming, a puff of smoke rose into the sky and was visible in the distance. Apparently, the fire cover of three shells played a role, hitting the first mound.

And the artillery of the 278th Regiment did not fight in vain, and there was also a burst of smoke.

Obviously, 4 shells were used on each side, and both hit the target, and both scored a good result, and it was also a draw.

"Brothers, let's aim at Lao Tzu a little more, whether we can earn some face for our 278th regiment today depends on a few brothers." Yan Qiwu, who is the commander of the artillery battalion, is not as calm as Zhao Ergou, standing next to the best artillery squad in his artillery battalion to cheer them up.

Through the first cannon, Yan Qiwu has already extinguished the mind that other people's cannons can but the artillery cannot, and looking at their skillful posture in operating mountain artillery, we know that they are not mediocre hands. These guys from the Independent Regiment are simply non-human! can not only fight bayonets but also play with cannons so slippery, if you want to make people unconvinced.

There were two shells left on each side, two targets on each. To be honest, if you want to hit again, you have to rely not only on technology, but also on a little luck.

Geng Dashan, who was smoking, was also a little nervous, twisted the cigarette butt the ground at his feet, and carefully stared at the artillerymen under his command to adjust the muzzle of the cannon according to the data constantly reported by the observer who was carefully watching the gun distance observer.

For more than two minutes, no more fire was fired on either side.

The four shells hit a mound ten miles away, which was a sign of stability on both sides, and as long as they hit a target, it would not be too embarrassing in any case.

"His ancestors, aim at the top of the mountain for Lao Tzu, two cannons." Yan Qiwu stared into the distance with a telescope for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

"But, sir, we can only hit two targets at most, and what about one?" The sweat beads on the head of the artillery squad leader under Yan Qiwu's command came out.

The independent regiment is operating foreign artillery, what if you are lucky and all of them hit? This is already the last chance of the 278th regiment, and it cannot be lost again.

"Hit this mound first, if the three really hit, then we will lose convincingly, listen to Lao Tzu's order, and let go." Yan Qiwu gritted his teeth and still insisted on his orders.

His strategy is actually quite correct, as long as two shells hit one more target, there is at least a 90 percent chance of being invincible. I'm afraid that the independent regiment will not dare to say that it will be a hit! Otherwise, they wouldn't have had to fire four shots in a row on the first target as on their side.

The gunners of the 278th Regiment were indeed very good, and after hearing the order of the battalion commander, they brazenly opened fire and fired two shells in a row at the target on the top of the mountain.

Living up to expectations, smoke rose from the top of the mountain.

Including Comrade Lao Li, all the subordinates of the Jin Sui Army secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the six shells hit a total of two targets, which is already a very good achievement.

Even if the independent regiment hits one more, it will only be a draw. And they want to shoot one at a time, then, really, how to say it? God is their relative!

Moreover, now the pressure is all on their side, the previous four cannons hit one target, but now it has become two cannons, and they may not be able to hit it!

After the artillery bombardment on the side of the Jin Sui Army was completed, and the extremely good results of shooting two targets had been completed, the squad leader of the artillery squad of the Independent Regiment also gritted his back molars and waved his arms: "Put." ”

"Boom," the Bofors Mountain Cannon roared and fired a shot at the target.

Obviously, the artillery of the Independent Regiment was not the same as the artillery of the Jin Sui Army in order to stabilize and use the cover artillery to hit the target, they chose to shoot accurately, and if this artillery did not hit, then the probability of their defeat was as high as more than 70 percent.

The shells fired by the mountain artillery are howitzers, and the flight speed in the air is basically about 800 meters per second, and the distance of ten miles is about 6 seconds. Before the sound of the distant shells exploding could be heard, all the people who were waiting for it saw a thick smoke rising from the mountainside in the distance.

The artillery of the independent regiment actually hit the target with one shot.

Yan Qiwu's face turned pale.

By now, the hope of victory is no longer in their hands. Both sides hit two targets and drawn, but the independent regiment still has one shell left, if they hit again, the four competitions of the Jin Sui army will be a big defeat.

This face is completely lost.

The whole field held their breath as the artillerymen of the Independent Regiment in the field continued to adjust their muzzles under the number of observers, waiting for them to fire their last shot.

Perhaps, it was another miraculous shot?

To be able to hit a target about the size of a house with a single shot from ten miles away must be magical.

The artillerymen of the Independent Regiment obviously attached great importance to this last shot, and while the whole audience waited, they adjusted for more than two minutes before loading the shells and waiting for the order to open the cannon.

With an order from the artillery squad leader, the Bofors Mountain Cannon roared again.

Five seconds。。。。。。 Ten seconds。。。。。。 Until the "boom" of the distant shell explosion came, there was no smoke rising.

In the end, the miraculous artillery of the independent regiment did not create another miracle, and this cannon still missed after all.

All the Jin Sui soldiers secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tie, finally got a tie, and after being repeatedly crushed, they finally tied with the independent regiment in the dominant project.

"Brother! You artillerymen, but it's really amazing, you scared Lao Tzu Khan out. His ancestors, if he really hit again, my Lao Li's face will really have no place to rest. Comrade Lao Li quietly touched a handful of sweat and smiled bitterly at Liu Lang.

"Hehe, Chief Li is serious. The biggest feature of the Bofors mountain artillery is that it is extremely accurate, far surpassing the Japanese 41-type mountain artillery, holding the cannon of nearly 40,000 oceans and the artillery under the command of Commander Zhang fought a draw, in fact, we lost. Liu Lang shook his head and chuckled.

Liu Lang is rarely modest, but this time he is really not modest. Although the infantry training of the Jin Sui Army is still poor, this artillery is really good, six artillery hits two targets, and an average of three artillery hits one. No wonder they placed 300 guns and hundreds of Japanese artillery in the Battle of Xinkou, although they were still defeated, but the Japanese artillery did not take advantage of most of the battles of the Nationalist army, and they also suffered heavy losses. It can be regarded as an ending that won the battle, but it hurt to the bone marrow.

Yan Laoxi's artillery construction was indeed ahead of all the warlords in China.

"Hey, brother, this is far away, the two armies are fighting, who cares what kind of cannon you are holding? Whoever wins the battle is the winner, and only the winner has the right to speak. Comrade Lao Li waved his hand and said something that impressed Liu Lang.

Those who can sit in the position of the commander of an army are not simple people.

Although they lost three games in a row, the last draw still made the ordinary officers and soldiers of the Jin Sui Army smile. There is no shame in the infantry's loss to the independent regiment that beat the 8th Division to the beverage.

Only a few officials know how big the gap is between them and the independent regiment. The independent regiment really didn't fool them, saying that it was artillery, it was artillery, and a group of non-professional infantry fought the elite infantry of the Jin Sui Army all over the place.

The combat effectiveness of this independent regiment is really too strong.

However, stimulated by this competition, the officers of the Jin Sui Army from Comrade Lao Li and below finally realized the gap, and since then all kinds of military training have been much stricter than before, although the soldiers have complained bitterly, but their combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of them in the past time and space.

In particular, the 278th Regiment under Zhang Jingjun's command was reorganized into the 299th Regiment four years later, which made the Japanese troops besieging them suffer greatly.

Liu Lang did not hesitate to be a wicked provocation this time, but it was not in vain.

Moreover, what Liu Lang didn't expect was that a chance big competition between the two armies also gave Liu Lang an unexpected gain.