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Chapter 634 So crazy

This was not the first artillery fire by the Chinese all day. In the morning, the artillery company had provided artillery support on Highland 3.

Dozens of shells dropped by 10 mortars stunned the Jingan Army, and even hit a heavy machine gun position hundreds of meters away, destroying nearly half of the heavy machine gun position.

Chinese mortars have always been a thorn in the side of the Japanese army.

But the Japanese may never have dreamed that once the Chinese become crazy, they will really be crazier than lunatics and more devilish than the devil.

Compared to now, when the position has not been completely lost, the entire position will be bombarded with covering artillery, shrouding them and their defenders in deadly artillery fire, and practicing the Seven Injury Fist that hurts others first.

The Sunflower Book that requires you to practice martial arts first is just child's play.

This is a technique to fight to the death together.

Of course, the Japanese commanders were not stupid. In fact, it was not that they did not have a plan to prevent the Chinese from shelling the top of the mountain after the position was lost. That was to quickly occupy the position and use trenches as cover or attack the trenches on the back of the Chinese mountain...

However, they miscalculated two things.

First, they misjudged the madness of the Chinese to start shelling the position before it was completely lost. They also misjudged the role of the position at this moment.

After their continuous artillery bombardment and aircraft bombing, what position is left on the top of the mountain?

However, the trenches on the top of the mountain, which are more than 2,000 square meters and about the size of five basketball courts, have long since disappeared. The rock and soil ground have long been blown into a piece of soft floating soil. Soldiers wearing heavy cowhide boots can step on it and the floating soil can be broken.

Ankle-deep.:.

In a place like this, where can you hide and where can you hide? It may be a good way to stick your head in the floating soil and act like an ostrich.

One miscalculation can be fatal, let alone two miscalculations.

As for rushing forward quickly and rushing to the other side of the mountain, wouldn't it be possible to avoid the surging artillery fire?

Major Morita was probably the most flexible among the troops who entered the Chinese position. When he heard the ear-piercing whistle of the artillery shells and the explosion of shells more than a hundred meters behind, he did not make any move like other soldiers on the border.

The same conventional tactical action of lying on the ground to avoid the gunfire.

He was running with all his strength, crossing his subordinates in front, crossing the bomb crater where the wounded Chinese soldiers who just wanted to kneel down one by one would have their heads chopped off, crossing the second-line trenches that basically no longer existed, holding the command knife

With a tortoise box hanging on both sides of his neck and two melon thunders hanging on both sides of his neck, the military commander, who was fully armed like a Rambo, was like a gust of wind. It took him less than 5 seconds to reach a distance of nearly thirty meters.

With this kind of physical fitness and the agility shown by these short legs, there should be great hope to finish in the top eight in the Olympic Games in the future. It will definitely realize the century-old dream of the short-legged people.

This was the life potential forced out by the shadow of death, which allowed the Japanese major to display his strength 120% higher than usual.

Because he also knows that the Chinese do not have heavy artillery, only mortars, but the explosive power of a dozen or so shells can cover half of the top of a small mountain. Within ten seconds, there will be no hiding place on the top of the mountain.

No matter how you hide, you will die.

The only way to survive is behind the mountain more than thirty meters away. Wherever the Chinese can hide to avoid the bombardment of their own howitzers and mountain artillery, he can also hide there.

Seeing their parents roaring and rushing over there, the Japanese soldiers who woke up also ran after them crazily. How do you say this? It should be called: Since you can't be a smart person, then follow the smart people, and one day you will change.

clever.

As a result, the smartest Japanese major became the first to die.

In addition to the two Sichuan Army companies on Highland 3, there is also a fire support platoon, which is Cheng Tietsou's soldier.

It can be said that, counting the commanders on the Mouse Mountain position, apart from Tang Dao, who was so sad that he fell silent, the most heartbreaking one was probably the commander of the independent battalion fire support company.

One of his platoon numbered dozens of brothers died in battle on Highland No. 3 right in front of his eyes, leaving no one behind.

The army captain whose eyes instantly turned blood red ordered Mo Songzi to move the Sulotong machine gun, which he regarded as a treasure, to the wing of Highland 1 and aim it at Highland 3.

"Mo Songzi, I will be your observer, you will be the shooter, and I will fight. Even if the Japanese are bombarded by heavy artillery, they are not allowed to stop. I am right here with you."

A Sulothong machine gun with 100 rounds of ammunition locked the top of the mountain more than 300 meters away in a straight line before the artillery battery opened fire.

"Shoot me!" When the wind-like man appeared in Cheng Tieshou's field of vision, Mo Songzi stepped on the shooting pedal hard at Cheng Tieshou's command.

To be precise, it was firing.

Those with a caliber equal to or exceeding 20 mm are collectively called guns. That is because a 12.7 mm machine gun bullet is only a little thicker than a cigarette, but a 20 mm caliber is comparable to a cigar.

Even though it is only twice as thick, the kinetic energy it carries is completely different.

For example, all models of heavy machine guns in this era, whether they are Type 92 or Maxim, are powerless against the Japanese tanks currently in service, whether they are Type 94 or Type 89, no matter how far they are, but the 20mm machine gun can shoot at 500 meters.

Effectively kill it within a certain distance.

What will happen if a large "cigar" that can penetrate even a 17 mm thick steel plate hits a person?

The lively and enthusiastic Major Morita used his own personal experience to tell everyone that it was really miserable for a man to be fucked!

A shell directly hit his head, and then, the Japanese major's head seemed to mysteriously disappear at that moment.

Of course, that was only after a second or two. If anyone kept following him, they could actually still see that wonderful scene.

The whole head is like a watermelon, the pressure inside and outside is unbalanced, it explodes, and then the flowers are scattered.

Red, white, yellow, black, the spread area is definitely more than ten square meters. People who have not experienced that scene will never know that the inside of the human head is actually "colorful", not just

There is only blood.

But the headless corpse still kept its momentum and rushed forward several more steps before finally falling down.

The soldiers who wanted to follow the smart people and become smarter all fell down in a row.

The machine guns firing at full speed will kill each other!

They have outrun cannonballs and fools, but they still have not escaped death.

A machine gun firing at full speed from the flank delayed their escape.

And the shells, after a round of test firing, finally fell like raindrops.

Originally, the cavalry with war horses had a chance to escape when the Chinese artillery bombarded the top of the mountain. But the war horses are not human beings. Although they have undergone rigorous training, they could not survive when the artillery shells exploded at such a close range.

For a moment, the war horses went crazy.

Some ran forward, some backward, and some ran towards the flanking hillside, like wasps that had exploded their nest.

Not to mention reluctant to part with their horses, the Japanese cavalry did not dare to dismount at this time. The horses that would definitely go crazy would be trampled to death. They could only tighten the reins desperately and control the horses not to move forward or to the left or right.

, those are all places of death.

The only way to survive is to go down. As long as the war horses start to gallop with force, the artillery fire extending downward may not be able to catch up with them. Before they know it, the machine gunners and grenadier soldiers still below them have already fired at the rabbit.

Are you running as fast?

Then they wasted time.

On the battlefield, delaying time will be punished, and the price of punishment may be life.

Just before the artillery fire began to extend downward along the mountain cannon, the Japanese cavalry used their skillful skills to control the frantic horses and began to turn around and run down the hillside.

The rumble of horse hooves was even stronger than the rumble of cannons on the top of the mountain, and then the cannons took over again.

Because, after ravaging nearly a hundred artillery shells on the top of the mountain, Pang Dahai, who had unlimited fire rights, chose to extend the artillery fire down the hillside.

Unlike mountain cannons, mortars cannot hit the other side of the mountain. The projectile curve of nearly 85 degrees has almost no dead ends.

The shells are coming.

A cannonball fell among the Japanese cavalry, and it was a real rain of blood. Four or five horses were torn apart along with the Japanese cavalry on them.

Then, the successive artillery shells were like meteors, submerging the entire hillside, including the once majestic and chilling Japanese cavalry, in the sky full of artillery fire.

Of course, the Japanese cavalry were not at a loss. As an aristocratic branch of the Japanese army, they were indeed much stronger than the infantry composed of mountain people and fishermen whom they despised. At least they survived for a few minutes longer.

As for the machine gunners and grenadier soldiers who ran away in advance, they were actually finished before running very far. However, most of them were not killed by Chinese artillery fire, but by the Japanese cavalry who ran wildly for their lives.

under the hooves of the horse.

How could the cavalry who kept speeding up and just wanted to escape change their direction for these lowly guys? If there was any obstacle, just ride over it without cutting with the sword, it was already for the sake of friendly forces.

The entire No. 3 Highland was like a huge bonfire ignited by artillery shells and using human lives as firewood, with flames everywhere.

The Japanese troops and their commanders at the foot of the mountain were stunned! We provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.:.


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