What a main gun with a straight trajectory cannot do does not mean that another type of ballistic trajectory is relatively curved, the shell will fall even more, and a more powerful main gun cannot do it. This is what Alsim knows most clearly at this moment.
Arrived a little bit.
"Give me the flare gun, quickly!"
Ordinary soldiers will not be equipped with a signal gun, and Alsim, who is the company commander, cannot carry it with him. Generally speaking, only people with special status such as scouts or signal soldiers will carry it, and Alsim
Sim's security squad happens to have a specially equipped signal soldier position, and signal flags and signal guns are his indispensable exclusive equipment.
Without looking back, Alsim reached out his hand backwards and quickly got what he wanted. Another big hand directly thrust a loaded flare gun into his hand.
The signal guns equipped by the scouts of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division can fire a variety of signal flares, which can be effectively dealt with in different use situations. For example, there are day and night general-purpose flares mixed with tracer powder in the medicine chamber.
There are also enhanced smoke tracer flares designed for use under the scorching sun during the day, which can allow friendly forces farther away to promptly confirm signal transmission more clearly.
The bright red tracer, coupled with the more conspicuous red smoke, is enough to hang high in the air even at noon when the light is dazzling, making it visible to friendly forces far away.
However, Alsim does not plan to use the signal to launch into the sky at the moment, but intends to use it for some other special purpose.
The company officer who was accompanying him in the charge suddenly realized something when he saw this scene, and then looked at Alsim with extremely surprised eyes, his face full of astonishment.
"Wait, Alsim, are you planning to be here..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Get ready to lie down!"
boom--
Before the surprised company officer could finish his words, Alsim, who had quick eyes and quick hands, had already raised his hand and poked the tip of the flare gun in his hand from the edge of the trench wall, aiming it at the German defense pit without exposing his body.
If you raise your hand in the general direction of where you are, you can shoot blindly with your gun level.
The signal flare trailing a crimson tracer was like a meteor streaking across the narrow trench, heading straight to the end, hiding behind the two Pak 38 50mm anti-tank guns, the German artillery battery, and the simple structures built beside it.
The German soldiers who were defending on the spot after the fortifications all stared at the red smoke thing under their feet with their eyes wide open, and they were a little at a loss.
"Are the Russians stupid? Hit us with a flare gun? What harm can this thing do?"
The German soldiers, who had never seen such a strange situation before, were stunned for a moment, but they never thought that the heavy steel behemoths staying outside the position, even further behind the tanks, had already started taking action.
"The red smoke is under our control! Get ready to take action!"
"Is there no problem? What if we blow up one of our own people?"
"As long as you shoot accurately enough, it's a problem for the infantry. Just aim and blast!"
The huge and bulky ISU152 self-propelled artillery lowered its huge and stubby barrel, aiming the black hole muzzle that could hold a watermelon at the target at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"121, 123, and car No. 124, three rounds of ammunition, fire!"
Boom boom boom——
The 122mm high-explosive bombs might not be able to deal with these German infantry squatting in the pits without a direct hit, but the 152 Justice was different.
Literally speaking, the caliber is just 30 millimeters larger, but the power of large-caliber heavy artillery after 100 millimeters will have a hierarchical improvement for every ten millimeter increase in caliber. In other words, the power of 152 high-explosive bombs and 122 high-explosive bombs is basically
Just not on the same level.
Three unexpectedly whizzing 152mm high-explosive grenades penetrated the smoke with dull wind whistling, and directly hit the edge of the defensive pit on which the German army relied.
Of course, this cannot be considered a direct hit. The final detonation point of the shell falling is at least thirty meters away from the German infantry in the pit, but this is not that important in the face of 152 Justice.
The target that needs to be dealt with is not a hard target protected by armor protection or a solid bunker, but an unprotected soft target that is made of flesh and blood.
The German infantry in the pit built some simple bunkers for their front faces, which could barely block bullet fragments, but their backs were bare, without any effective protection at all.
The unexpected big explosion swept from behind, carrying countless flying projectile fragments. The distance of thirty meters was not enough for these projectile fragments to exhaust their impact kinetic energy in the air friction flight. They tore up rags and rags and then
Inserting into the human body, cutting open the muscles and internal organs, and even piercing the front belly and breaking out of the chest are all simple and easy things.
Heavy fire support at extremely close range is extremely dangerous. Even if there is a flare gun that can do relatively accurate shooting instead of hand-thrown flares, there is still the possibility of being covered by those heavy artillery shells that have a huge range of damage to soft targets.
The possibility of being knocked down on the spot.
"Ahem... Bah!"
He led the soldiers around him and immediately fell down on the spot without saying a word after the signal bomb was fired. In the short few seconds when he fell to the ground, he only felt like another terrifying storm of flames outside the trench above his head.
The blow passed by in an instant, shocking his eardrums and body. As he stood up, Alsim felt his whole body go numb, but he kept mouthing orders quickly.
"Take up arms and attack! Rush down the German shithole! Ula!!!"
Alsim wasn't sure what effect the heavy artillery shells caused by those signal flares would have, but judging from the terrifying formation where the flames storm blew over his head just now, he could feel it even from a farther distance.
If there is a big movement, if you don't lie down in time, you may be blown away by the storm and thrown out of the trench, where your life or death is unknown.
So those Germans in the pits that were much closer would definitely have a harder time. Even if they were not killed, they would be seriously injured and half-dead on the spot. Artillery shells of this caliber are enough to ignore the height differences of the terrain and kill without blind spots. This is exactly
It's a great opportunity for our side to attack and seize this damn hole.
When the fiery storm swept over in an instant, it also kicked up smoke and dust with flying sand and rocks, stirring up the air in the pit and temporarily blocking the view.
Before Alsim could fully rush into the pit, he saw a few dangling figures, standing looming behind the smoke and dust that filled the pit, as if they were coming towards him.
Alsim, who didn't think this was a comrade-in-arms, raised his gun and fired without saying a word. The soldiers around him who reacted very quickly also imitated the same example, firing all kinds of bullets at them without thinking.
There was a sudden twisting of the limbs, as if he was electrocuted when he stepped on a wire. After he was shot and fell to the ground, Alsim and the soldiers around him followed him with messy footsteps and finally rushed into the pit.
Looking at the corpses lying on the ground in various shapes under my feet, either bleeding from the orifices and dying, or dead bodies in different shapes with bleeding holes all over the body, my little heart is still beating hard, and I still have lingering fears.
As soon as he took a rest, he added a "sigh" to Alsim beside him.
"You are simply a lunatic, Alsim! If those gunners had shaken their hands, you and my brothers would be the ones lying on the ground dead right now!"