The two Chinese Yanhuang ships attacked again.●⌒,

Almost all the main ships of the Ming high seas fleet outside Chennai lined up in line. Under the protection of the carrier-based aircraft of two aircraft carriers, they began to pour artillery fire into Madras, and the entire city was completely in a sea of ​​fire.

The poor Indian Navy could only continue to stay in the military port, watching the towering steel mountains on the sea trembling in the distance.

Of course, even if they were turtles, the Ming Navy's high seas fleet was not ready to let them go. There were carrier-based aircraft in the sky to provide guidance, and even if they were nestled in the military port, they would still be able to fight. This kind of small work is not worth mentioning, just divide a few cruisers. In short, all the important targets in the entire Madras were overburdened. Factory, military port, railway station, and even the University of Madras were accidentally attacked. Of course, this kind of thing must be a mistake. As for the accidental attack of dozens of three-five-six millimeter shells...

That was also a mistake.

However, the government agencies of the Indians did not get a single shell, and they also avoided all temples. In fact, the Ming Dynasty did not usually target government agencies, whether in the navy or the air force, so it would be great to keep these officials and men to bear the anger of the people.

The shelling lasted for an hour. After an hour, the Ming high seas fleet retreated from the battle. Half an hour after they left, the MiG15, which was urgently transferred from the northern war zone, appeared in the sky of Madras, but what they left was only a devastated city. The huge crater spread out like the abscesses of the earth at the feet of the Indian pilots. The four craters were countless ruins, and the raging fire was burning in the ruins, and the rolling smoke covered the sky.

"This is a crime, this is a blasphemy against human civilization and justice!"

Nehru roared in grief and anger.

"Since you dare to start a war, you must have the awareness of enduring consequences. This is just a warning. Don't think that if someone supports you behind you, you can do whatever you want in this world."

Chief Yang responded with a sneer.

The world is indifferent, who cares about their troubles? The whole world has prepared melon seed soda and is waiting to watch the first US Marine Division is wiped out!

The First Division of the Land War, the elite among the elite, the ace among the ace…

Changjin Lake.

Among the snowflakes, a long dragon of hundreds of tanks and trucks was moving slowly in the wind and snow. This was a task force pieced together by the US and British armies. The commander was British Lieutenant Colonel Drysdale. His mission was to reinforce Lieutenant Colonel Ricci, the battalion commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 1st Land War Regiment, who was commanding the US army and stood there and struggled to support it.

In fact, at this time, the 1st Marine Division and the 21st Regiment of the 7th Division, which reinforced them, were completely divided and surrounded by the mountains around Changjin Lake. Liu Tanli, Xinxingli, and Deeyingling Ridge. In short, all the places on both sides of Changjin Lake are battlefields of fierce fighting. More than 20,000 American soldiers were trapped in a regiment, battalion, and even a company of them were trapped in one mountain, passes, and roads. Then they struggled desperately in the cold wind, waiting for their final destiny.

Around them were countless volunteer soldiers, wearing tangled military uniforms, holding bayonets, sks and even AK47, who continued to carve monuments with their lives.

The order to retreat has been issued. Of course, Commander Smith said that he would attack south, but the passage to the south was Xiajieyuli, and it could be seized by the volunteers at any time. So Lieutenant Colonel Dresdale was ordered to reinforce, but now he found that it seemed that they needed reinforcements.

"Damn Bazooka, if I could go back alive, I swear to Yingtian and spit on the head of state's face. He brought this poisonous snake!"

His Excellency Lieutenant Colonel shouted in grief.

In the mountains and forests on his right, a large number of volunteer soldiers in yellow uniforms were launching an attack, and in the chaotic convoy, the US soldiers were also looking for all the hidden places to be used to shoot at the charging volunteers. Their most important cover was the Pershing tanks accompanying him, but unfortunately, there were a large number of 40 rocket launchers in the hands of the attackers, one by one, five millimeter rockets were whistling continuously, and then turned the tanks into burning torches, and some even aimed at the US infantry.

Obviously there are too few tanks here, with less than twenty Pershings in total, and they are completely like wolf and less meat.

"I hit one."

In the attacking volunteer army, a soldier cheered, and nearly a hundred meters ahead of him, a Pershing was burning.

The squad leader next to him pulled him to a rock, raised his hand and fired at the opposite side with an ak47. He watched a US soldier fall down and then retracted, while changing the magazine, saying, "This big brother's thing is good."

"This is not Big Brother."

The bazooka shooter said.

"Nonsense, who else can this good thing be if it's not Big Brother's."

The squad leader said.

"It's really not. There are words on it, the Royal Army Weapon Factory of the Ming Dynasty."

The shooter kindly pointed to the text on the launcher and then pulled out the remaining rocket from his back and loaded it. He leaned forward and aimed at a truck in the distance. Several American soldiers were lying under the car and shooting at this side with their Garland rifles. The shooter pulled the trigger and the rocket flew out roaring, instantly blowing the truck and the soldiers below.

And behind him, a soldier was holding the handle of the automatic grenade launcher and kept spraying grenades at the US military. Next to him was a deputy shooter carrying fifty rounds of ammunition boxes. Behind this group of grenade launchers, among the rocks on the hillside, a soldier was lying behind a tripod, firing wildly at the US military with a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun, and the large-caliber bullets easily tear down anything that was hit by it.

It can be said that the weapons Yang Feng gave to Comrade Li were completely designed for this kind of mountain combat. No matter which one is light enough, the firepower is strong enough. Rocket launchers that can be moved to anywhere at will, can carry marching mortars, and two people can carry charge automatic grenade launchers, not to mention that they have almost made a rocket launcher for each squad in the Volunteer Army. All of this formed a perfect mountain war combination, and the US military is now the victim of his combination.

Just as Lieutenant Colonel Dresdale and his contingent were struggling to support him, Liu Tanli, at the northernmost end of the Changjin Lake battlefield, was stunned to see a huge fire ball that exploded in front of him.

As a veteran, he easily judged that the shell was dozens of kilograms.

"Heavy mortars, damn, they have heavy mortars! Soviet 160mm mortars!"

He roared subconsciously.

However, he made a mistake. This was not the Soviet M43 type 160 mm heavy mortar, but the later Israelis m66.

Seven kilometers away from the US military position, Zhang Yixiang, the commander of the 20th Army of the Volunteer Army, was curiously standing on the artillery position. Not far from him was a giant mortar with a huge caliber that could almost penetrate into the human head.

However, the muzzle had been lowered, and the burly loaders specially selected were carrying forty kilograms in groups, loading them from the muzzle like ordinary mortars. Then, under manual operation, the gun barrel quickly raised to reach a set angle, and then suddenly ejected flames, and the huge shells roared out and directly hit the US military positions in the distance.

As soon as this round of artillery was completed, the barrel immediately lowered again. The gunner quickly loaded the second round of artillery shells, and the barrel quickly raised it again. Twelve forty-kilograms of artillery shells were followed in front and rushed to the US military positions.

"This is the heavy artillery we asked for by the big brother, but they didn't give it?"

Zhang Yixiang looked at these terrifying giant cannons with his eyes shining brightly. They worked tirelessly, pouring death-like shooting stars towards the US military.

"Yes, this thing is this thing. Not to mention that Nanyang things are better, it is much better than Big Brother's. Big Brother's cannon is loaded from the back. After loading, there are still very cumbersome procedures to ensure that it will not leak. But this is much simpler, and it is directly loaded from the muzzle, which does not require so much trouble. If you want to say that the defect is that this thing is much more precise than Big Brother's."

An officer beside him said proudly.

Comrade Li asked Yuan Yang to find the heavy artillery, but the problem was that Yuan Yang's heavy artillery was basically all m40 self-propelled artillery. This thing was not suitable for him. Later, after thinking about it, I could just give him the heavy artillery. Since it was a heavy artillery, it would naturally give him the heaviest one, so I simply gave it to him. Yuan Yang gave Comrade Li a total of 120 m66. Comrade Li used it to form ten heavy mortar battalions and was directly under the Corps Command. This was specially transferred to support it in order to attack Liu Tanli.

As for the Ming Army itself, they are playing with tulips now, 240 mm self-propelled mortars.

"Don't say that, pay attention to the impact!"

Zhang Yixiang said casually, but the smile on his face did not change.

He was so beautiful that Colonel Leedsberg was almost crying. Forty-two kilograms of artillery shells kept falling, like meteorites from the sky, and the terrifying fire group almost covered the entire position. The damage caused by each shell was almost equivalent to a heavy aviation bomb. I don’t know what the hell was loaded inside, and there were no living people left within a few dozen meters. His soldiers were blown up to howls. Some people were even escaping from the position, but they were instantly bombed by the falling shells.

Obviously, if this continues, his defense will be completely destroyed soon.

It's so embarrassing. The first US Marine Division, the world's most powerful industrialized country, was actually suppressed by a group of farmers in terms of firepower, and was suppressed without any power to fight back. His 107mm heavy mortar could not reach the opponent at all. And all other artillery, including the 105mm howitzer, could not hit the opponent hidden in the valley at all. They could only watch the super-large caliber mortars, destroying his positions and his soldiers in this way. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!