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Chapter 279 Large-scale fireworks show!

"Well done, Lao Zhao."

Captain Li immediately became happy and grinned.

"The political commissar is so awesome, one wears two!"

Lu Yingjun also saw this scene in the telescope and looked excited. Although he couldn't see clearly with the eight-power telescope, he could still get a general picture.

When the soldiers lurking and camouflaged nearby heard this sound, they couldn't help but feel happy.

Li Yunlong said to Lu Yingjun beside him: "Inform Wang Chengzhu immediately and ask the mountain artillery battalion to fire immediately to clear the ground of Niangziguan Railway Station with artillery shells."

"Yes, leader!"

Lu Yingjun picked up the radio and called: "Call Dong San, call Dong San!"

At this time, Zhao Gang was preparing for the second shot, hoping to snipe the leader of the Japanese division as well.

It's a pity that although this gun has a long range and is powerful, its recoil is not small. After shooting a shot, you need to find the target again and then aim again.

Moreover, such a long distance is not something you can just shoot, nor can you hit the target with just one shot. It takes time to aim.

By the time Zhao Gang returned the sight in the scope to its previous position, he had already lost the target among the Japanese.

A group of Japanese officers protected the Japanese Lieutenant General in the middle, but Zhao Gang decided to shoot again. What if he was hit?

Even if you don't hit the Japanese lieutenant general and kill a few Japanese officers, it's still a bloody profit!

Zhao Gang immediately aimed at a place with a large number of Japanese officers, adjusted his breathing, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

His shoulders suddenly shook, the snowflakes in front of him flew again, and another 12.7mm sniper bullet came out of the gun, spinning towards the Japanese officer at high speed.



Inside Niangziguan Railway Station.

Time goes back a few seconds.

"Ikunuma-san, nice to meet you."

Shogun Hirata turned around, bowed his head and bowed to return the greeting to Yoshiro Ikunuma, the captain of the 3rd regiment of the 2nd Guards Division.

Japanese people still pay more attention to etiquette. When both parties bend down and bow their heads to each other, they will pause.

"Hirata-kun, this is my adjutant Okada..."

As soon as he finished the salute, Muto Akira introduced another officer, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.

The old devil was sprayed with flesh and blood on his face without any warning. The flesh and blood was still hot, and it was still hot when it was sprayed on his face.

Fortunately, he closed his eyes subconsciously, otherwise the warm flesh and blood would definitely spray into his eyes.

Akira Muto was a little confused, what is going on?

Taking a closer look, Hirata Shokan was almost cut into two pieces, and Yoshiro Ikunuma also had a big hole in his chest.

Just as he was about to find out what was going on, the next moment, Akira Muto was pinned to the ground by the guards.

"Enemy attack!"

"Leader of the Protection Division!"

Some Japanese officers shouted loudly, some Japanese officers and guards were protecting Muto Akira, and some Japanese officers were running around looking for cover.

At this time, a gunshot came from a place that seemed far away in the south.

All the Japs in Niangziguan were alerted, but the Japs could not see the enemy at all. The Japs were running around in chaos at the train station.

Several Japanese officers and several Japanese guards stood in front of Muto Akira, forming two human walls, looking in the direction of Mianshan with shocked and angry eyes.

Without any warning, there was another splatter of blood and flesh, and two Japanese officers fell to the platform.

The same way Hirata Masabu and Ikunuma Yoshiro died, the torso of their bodies was hit.

The Japanese officer who was shot first was almost cut into two pieces, and the body of the Japanese officer behind him had a big hole.

The bullet hit two Japanese soldiers and then penetrated, and also made a big hole in the iron sheet of the train behind them.

Although Zhao Gang's aiming position was correct, at this time, Muto Akira was still pinned to the ground by two Japanese guards, so the shot failed to kill the old Japanese.

"The enemy's weapons are powerful!"

"Leader of the protection division, go under the platform!"

At that moment, the Japanese guard quickly let go of Muto Akira and pushed him down the platform.

Akira Muto was not a fool. He rolled on the spot and reached the bottom of the platform. Then a group of Japanese officers and guards jumped down to the platform.

By the time Zhao Gang was about to fire the third shot, the Japanese officers had already jumped off the platform and hid themselves.

Seeing the Japs carrying the body of Masaru Hirata to the platform, Zhao Gang aimed at the two Japs and pulled the trigger.

Two seconds after a gunshot was fired, the two Japanese guardsmen who were carrying Judge Hirata fell down at the sound, and they were shot twice again.

All three guns can penetrate two at a time, killing six enemies with three bullets.

Zhao Gang had a great time shooting, and when he was about to take aim again, the sharp whistle of a cannonball sounded above his head.

A few seconds later, the shells of 26 mountain guns with full firepower drew beautiful arc-shaped parabolas in the air and flew towards Niangziguan Railway Station.

Not long after, a group of them landed in Niangziguan Railway Station.

Boom boom boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...

Immediately afterwards, there were continuous loud noises like landslides and earth cracking.

The powerful shock wave passed by like a hurricane, and the train carriage hit by the shell flew into the air like a toy made of cardboard, together with the Japanese.

In an instant, the entire Niangziguan Railway Station was enveloped in fireballs and smoke.

In order to achieve the suddenness of the bombardment, the mountain artillery battalion did not conduct a test firing, but used precise methods to determine the firing elements and directly covered the Niangziguan Railway Station with artillery fire.

Only a small number of artillery shells missed the target, and most of the artillery shells landed in Niangziguan Railway Station.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers poured out of the train, either crawling to avoid the train or fleeing in all directions. The situation was very chaotic.

"The total number of Japanese in this train is at least one regiment."

Li Yunlong sounded a little surprised when he saw this scene through the telescope.

"Yes!" Zhao Gang said with emotion, "Who knew that two Japanese high-ranking officials were coming to Niangziguan Railway Station today? And a detachment was coming?"

While he was talking, the second round of shells whistled, and not long after, a series of rapid and thunderous loud noises came from the Niangziguan Railway Station.

The Japanese armored train with the title Shen Feng was hit by several artillery shells, and it immediately fell down and burst into flames.

At this time, all artillery positions in the mountain artillery battalion are free to fire. Although the rate of fire of the M1 75mm mountain gun is 5 rounds per minute, the proficiency of the artillerymen is different, and the rate of fire will also be different. Some artillery fire

Some fired quickly, and some fired slowly, which resulted in continuous shells falling in Niangziguan Railway Station.

At this time, Wang Chengzhu's voice came from the radio, and Lu Yingjun quickly picked up the receiver and answered.

After a while, Lu Yingjun covered the microphone and asked Li Yunlong: "Commander, Battalion Commander Wang asked how many shells to fire?"

Li Yunlong spoke arrogantly: "Tell Wang Chengzhu not to save shells for labor and to use up all the shells he brought."

At that moment, Lu Yingjun picked up the receiver and shouted: "Don't save the shells. Use all the shells you brought."

Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Even if the eleven-ton artillery shell fails to kill the Japanese Lieutenant General, it's not a loss!"

Zhao Gang just smiled and said nothing. This guy was so arrogant only because he had sniped his target.

If the business is successfully completed, the ammunition will be reimbursed.

If the business is not completed, the ammunition will not be reimbursed.

Hirata Masaru was shot to death, both sales were successfully completed, and brother Chen Feng was reimbursed for the shells fired.

That's why Commander Li Da spared the shells. Otherwise, with his stingy character, he would have lost control after just a few rounds of shells.

After all, if there is no reimbursement, although the shells fired may be able to kill the Japanese, it will be a loss-making business for Commander Li.

An M1-type 75mm artillery shell weighs about 16.5 kilograms. This time we brought half of the shells for 26 mountain guns, a total of 1,300 rounds, and the total weight of the artillery shells was close to 11 tons.

In the original drama "War of Liberation", Mr. Su replaced Li Yunlong's 2nd Division with 5 tons of artillery shells.

Of course, a 105mm howitzer was used in that shelling.

This time Li Yunlong bombarded Niangziguan Railway Station, using 26 75mm mountain guns and 11 tons of shells.

"Haha, 11 tons of artillery shells." Li Yunlong raised the corner of his mouth again, "It's enough for these devils to drink a big pot."

In the continuous smoke of artillery fire, the Japanese could not even see clearly where the enemy was, so they had to flee in all directions.

But the Japanese soldiers soon discovered that this was in vain. The eight routes were covered by artillery fire and the ground was washed away by artillery shells. This kind of artillery shells were extremely powerful, and they exploded into a large area. Running around would only make them die faster.

The Japanese fell to the ground helplessly, looking for rocks, craters, or corpses in panic to avoid the metal shrapnel flying from all directions.

The sound of artillery boomed and rumbled, biting every inch of the railway station.

I saw that Niangziguan Railway Station had been plowed by artillery shells two or three times. More than 500 shells had fallen in the railway station, and many Japanese soldiers ran out of the railway station.

Li Yunlong then ordered the artillery fire to be extended to attack the Japanese fortresses, gun towers and barracks.

At that moment, Lu Yingjun picked up the radio and directed the mountain artillery battalion to use Xu Jin's barrage to continue the shelling of Niangzi Pass.

The sound of cannons roared continuously and extended wantonly, shrouding the entire Niangziguan in fireballs and gunpowder smoke.

The shelling process lasted for more than ten minutes. In this short period of more than ten minutes, the Japanese in Niangzi Pass seemed to have experienced a long century.

But for Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, it was like watching a large-scale fireworks show.

In one word, cool!

Lu Yingjun put down the radio communication machine and whispered: "Commander, all the artillery shells have been fired."

"Retreat!" Li Yunlong ordered without hesitation.

If he had enough time, he would like to attack Niangzi Pass, so that he could ensure that the Japanese Lieutenant General would also be killed.

It's just that the Japanese support is definitely on the way by now, and the Japanese plane has probably already taken off.

The mountain cannon shells have been used up and the business has been completed, so there is no need to continue to attack Niangzi Pass.

Regardless of whether the artillery shell killed the Japanese Lieutenant General, the new regiment would have gained blood in this battle.

Li Yunlong climbed up from the snow and asked, "Have you sent a signal flare to the first and second battalions?"

"Report to the leader, the signal flare has been fired." Lu Yingjun said, "The green flare was fired."

"That's good. Let's leave quickly. Maybe the Japanese reinforcements and planes are heading here."

Li Yunlong took the initiative to help Zhao Gang carry the Barrett sniper rifle, and Lu Yingjun took it after seeing this.

The members of the Sword Squadron lurking around also got up and ran towards the top of the mountain together.

The mountain in Mianshan is not high. It didn't take long to cross the top of the mountain and slide from the top to the foot of the mountain. The cavalry camp was waiting here.

Everyone got on their horses one after another and rode away into the distance at high speed.

Not long after, the Japanese Type 92 infantry artillery and mortar shells fell on Mianshan, and a rumbling sound was heard.

"Old Zhao, did you hear that?" Li Yunlong laughed suddenly, "The Japanese are setting off cannons to see us off."

"It seems that this Japanese is quite polite." Zhao Gang suddenly became happy.

"What bad intentions do the Japanese have?" Lu Yingjun laughed loudly, "hurry up and kill us."

The soldiers laughed loudly when they heard this.

As the horses' hooves tumbled, snow flew into the air.


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