"I'm coming! No one can rob me! Deng Dayan spread his hands and protected the cannon, and glared at Gu Minhui and Zhang Mingdou vigorously. In front of their former old instructors, the last two reluctantly let go of their hands clutching the khaki canvas.

"Instructor, let me touch it?" Gu Minhui smiled and leaned in.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute, touch again! Deng Dayan crossed his fingers and gestured at the muzzle of the cannon, and finally confirmed his eyesight, "Good boy, this is really an 8-inch cannon." ”

"Push it through! Let's bang the little devil's ass with her! Deng shouted with big eyes, and a group of soldiers under him had already swarmed up, dragging the cannon over with all their hands.

Zhang Mingdou looked around the other two cars for a long time, and only after finding that they were all shells did he return disappointed.

It was cool to fire artillery at the front, but the production line at the base had to pull out a few to specialize in the production of artillery shells. Although in the middle of the night, even if the cheap goods at the base and tens of thousands of yuan of shells were thrown out, Meng Xiang was still willing to use the cannonballs to make up for the lack of manpower.

"Cannonballs!" Deng shouted with big eyes. The small flag next to him waved, and Gu Minhui and a soldier behind him walked over with a cannonball.

Deng looked at Gu Minhui's hands that were burned with a lot of blisters, then looked at his expectant eyes, nodded, and said in a slightly soft voice: "Hurry up!" ”

Watching Gu Minhui and the two put the shells away, Deng Dayan, who had already adjusted the artillery firing units, shouted: "Release!" ”

A shout seemed to drain the strength of his whole body, just staring blankly at the cannon muzzle spewing a large ball of flames, and then a loud sound in his ears made him almost fall when he had not retreated very far.

"What a loud voice!" He rubbed his ears and muttered.

As the roar of the train resounded in the air, the Suzuki avant-garde jerked, and the sound was familiar.

"Boom!" In the distance, a huge wave of dirt slapped on his somewhat stunned face.

He stared at the place where there had been a 100-millimeter cannon position, and now there was only a large pit left, and because of its proximity to the Yellow River, a lot of blood-red turbid water soon seeped into the pit.

"This, they have a bigger cannon?" Suzuki's mind flashed quickly with the shadow of a gun over 200 mm.

"Enough, come again!" Deng Da looked at the crowd who were also a little dazed and shouted. It was the first time to come into contact with this kind of large-caliber artillery, and everyone was a little uncomfortable, and the excitement and fatigue made the movements a little deformed.

Another shell flew out, and the distinctive screeching sound brought the soldiers on both sides to the notice.

"Boom!" The loud noise that shook the sky made the faces of the artillerymen on the other side pale a little. After three shells, they all estimated that the caliber of this gun was definitely much larger than 150 mm.

"Eight inches?" Sakata Keiji, who was ordered to investigate the source of the vanguard artillery, witnessed the scene of a cannonball hitting a land temple on the shore, and after a loud bang, there was only a deep pit there, and the dozens of wounded soldiers of the empire inside had long since disappeared, and dozens of medical personnel and vigilant soldiers who ran out were lying in a radial shape twenty or thirty meters away, and they had already lost their breath.

He endured the churning of his appetite and straightened the bleeding face of a soldier lying on his stomach, but accidentally pressed his nose and fell all at once.

Sakata groaned, gritted his teeth, turned and walked away.

Suzuki was still watching the launch of the heavy cannon, but when he suddenly counted that the firing frequency had nearly doubled, he suddenly exclaimed, "2? ”

This answer didn't seem to be correct, and he was already a little dizzy when he saw the whistling of shells from three different places.

Considering the deterrent surname of heavy artillery, after Meng Xiang activated the emergency production order, all the resources in a tank factory were concentrated to produce one thing, which greatly accelerated the speed of production. In just over four hours, four tank factories urgently processed four 203-mm guns.

Facts also proved that Meng Xiang's inference was not wrong, when the high-frequency quartet began, the whole audience was paying attention to the landing point of this cannon, and every time the cannonball landed, it was like knocking on the heart, making the heart tremble. In contrast to the roar of the 203 guns, the sound of other artillery pieces was immediately lowered by three degrees.

"Good boy! And how can our infantry survive? Why didn't I go to work as an artilleryman? Hu Minghe said enviously, the rekindled cigarette was in the sound of the cannon, and the ash had already fallen.

"This guy is definitely the king of the battlefield!" He exclaimed again.

"It's dawn!" Huang Huamin looked up at the bright color in the sky, on the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, the dim constellation was no longer visible, only the bright color of the morning star still hanging on the edge of the sky.

"What if the plane comes?" He muttered to himself.

"Why hasn't the plane come yet?" Ryosuke Isoya roared. This heavy artillery was a very heavy blow to the morale of the soldiers, but there was no artillery to compete with it in the division for the time being.

"It's almost there!" Yukio Asegawa, who had returned to the division headquarters, hurriedly replied.

"Set up the camouflage net! Anti-aircraft positions are ready! Kong Ci shouted loudly, his white face was smeared red and black, and he personally tried an 8-inch heavy cannon, which was more painful than when he used it as a fortress cannon on the fortress of Wulong Mountain.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the anti-aircraft gun position beside him, the 88 mm caliber German anti-aircraft gun made him look shocked, such a great power, it was no problem to fight tanks, and even against small gunboats.

And such anti-aircraft guns yesterday he saw six.

He didn't know that after Meng Xiang suffered a loss from the plane last time, he reluctantly paid for the still expensive German-made 88mm anti-aircraft guns, and there were twelve of them in one production. It's just arranged on other positions.

"Attention all! The plane is coming! The radio operator shouted.

Kong Ci was also a little strange, he didn't see the shadow of an airplane in the sky, how could he know that a plane was coming? There are many others who are just as strange as him. But not long after, when the planes flew by, everyone was secretly surprised in their hearts.

The heavy artillery has long since changed places, and it is covered by an emergency earthy yellow protective net, and from the sky, there is nothing unusual to see.

The 4 203 heavy guns did not stop, and they continued to roar.

And by this time they had moved to the fortress of the artillery fortress prepared for them.

After a night of construction, four artillery pillboxes were urgently built here, comparable to the fortifications of the Maginot Line. It can resist the same intensity of heavy artillery bombardment, and it is not a big problem to deal with ordinary aircraft bomblets. As long as it was not a direct hit, the planes did not pose much threat to these fortresses, and there were not only black holes sticking out of the fortress, but also eight 40 anti-aircraft guns.

Every fortress crouched there like a big hedgehog.

If it weren't for fear of provoking criticism, I'm afraid that these four fortresses had been completed yesterday.

In order not to appear too abrupt, the construction here has been going on for several days since the completion of the Jinan sub-base. It's just that there is no too dangerous situation, so I don't use it for the time being. Today's situation seems to be bad, and the new fortress was immediately put into operation.

Huang Huamin observed 50 or 60 planes, while the radar of the base showed 56, including 12 slightly larger bombers.

Seeing the roaring fire of the 8-inch heavy artillery, the plane in the sky seemed to have found its target and flew straight over. When they just flew over the Yellow River, the anti-aircraft guns that stretched all the way to the heavy artillery fortress bombarded together. The anti-aircraft guns arranged at multiple points in the triangle directly blocked the plane's running route, and in an instant, three planes had already dragged up black smoke, and one plane exploded directly in the air.

"Spread out some more!" Flight Captain Ino Mitsu shouted. They had already been informed that the enemy here had anti-aircraft guns, but they didn't expect it to be so fierce.