"Comrades, work harder. The regiment commander's order is to shoot all the shells he brought tonight, without twenty shells. Our artillery battalion has never been so generous since its establishment. Everyone will enjoy it tonight~" The battalion commander of the heavy artillery battalion shouted excitedly.

The instructor next to him sighed: "Old Wang, it's so satisfying. The Japanese have always used heavy artillery to press us against us, and one shell killed dozens of our soldiers. Today, I finally turned around and let the Japanese taste the feeling of being crushed by heavy artillery!"

"I have long wanted to use these heavy artillery to beat the Japanese, but the regiment commander has always disagreed with our heavy artillery battalion to participate in the battle... Now the opportunity has come, and one cannon has criticized twenty shells. We must not let the regiment commander down and hit the Japanese with nearly four hundred shells!"

"Contact the frontier artillery observer. After each round of shells is over, the artillery shooting elements must be corrected to ensure that each shell hits the most Japanese!"

The instructor immediately replied: "I'll give orders now!"

After the instructor left, the deputy battalion commander next to him couldn't help but remind: "Bath Commander, one round of artillery fires all over the world, and twenty shells may not be completed in fifteen minutes. Will there be any accident?"

"The Japanese army we attacked was equipped with a heavy artillery wing with thirty-six heavy artillery pieces, plus the twelve large-caliber mountain cannons equipped by the field artillery wing, which is forty-eight heavy artillery pieces, which is more than twice as much as we have! Once they counterattack, we don't even have the chance to retreat and transfer!"

Wang Binhe shook his head and replied: "Don't worry, in addition to killing the Japanese and puppet troops in front of them tonight, our heavy artillery battalion will also have an important task as bait. We will attract all the heavy artillery corps and independent mountain artillery brigades that belong to the Japanese to fire our guns!"

After saying that, Wang Binhe didn't explain, but a very mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On the battlefield a few kilometers away, thunder-like explosions kept ringing at the Japanese military bases on both sides of the highway.

Each explosion took away a few, even a dozen Japanese lives.

Suddenly, a roar of engines rang out on the road.

Trucks loaded with shells dragged heavy artillery and quickly approached the battlefield.

"Bageya Road, the Eighth Route Army's artillery fire is too fierce. We must kill them immediately. Continue to speed up!" The captain of the Japanese heavy artillery corps, who was on the rank of anti-colonel in the co-cabin of the first car, shouted anxiously.

Commander Kato's division only gave him half an hour. Now, every minute he was delayed, he would have one less chance of killing the Eighth Route Army artillery.

"Sir, the distance is enough. There is a flat ground on the left side of the highway, and heavy artillery can be arranged!" A Japanese cavalry communication officer rushed towards him and reported with his head stretched out.

"Deploy the artillery position immediately. All artillery is ready to shoot within ten minutes!" The corps leader decisively ordered.

The narrow space and short time made it impossible for the Japanese army to arrange a qualified artillery position according to regulations.

So, more than forty artillery guns were directly lined up in four rows, with 12 artillery guns each, one next to the other.

Two kilometers away, several artillery observers were very clear and witnessed all this. Seeing that all the Japanese artillery soldiers stopped, the leader immediately ordered: "Notify the mortar to damage, all the heavy artillery of the Japanese army are concentrated in the No. 5 shooting area. It is expected that the shelling will start in eight minutes. They are required to fire within five minutes and kill their gunners!"

In the middle of the bushes nearly two kilometers away from the highway, the Eighth Route Army, with more than 1,000 people, carried mortar accessories and boxes of shells, marched forward in the dark.

Suddenly, a figure accelerated and caught up with Zhong Chenggong who was walking in the front.

"Chief of Staff, observer reports that the Japanese heavy artillery troops stayed in the No. 5 shooting area and asked us to fire a gun and counterattack within five minutes!"

"The preset artillery position in the No. 5 shooting area seems to be right in front!" Zhong Chenggong replied with excitement on his face.

"The shooting elements have been set in advance. You can rush over in three minutes, prepare for two minutes, and then fire the gun, which can be done!"

"Comrades, speed up. Whether you can kill the Japanese heavy artillery group depends on the next few minutes!"

The reorganized New First Regiment has thirty battalions, each battalion has a mortar platoon and an infantry artillery platoon. The total of all mortars is thirty platoons and ninety gates.

Wang Ping's idea is very simple. He used the small to make a big fortune, and used the mortar's fire rate advantage and lightweight advantage to fight against the Japanese army's heavy artillery battalion, which was almost difficult to transfer after a certainty.

"Chief of Staff, all the mortars are ready and can be fired at any time!" Several artillery company commanders who assisted in command rushed over and reported.

Zhong successfully glanced at the watch on his wrist and replied: "It was five minutes ahead!"

"After a minute, you will fire the signal flares. There are no guns and twenty shells. You can shoot out all the shells in the shortest time, and then spread them in a dispersed manner and standby! "

The Japanese heavy artillery group position, more than 2,000 Japanese and puppet troops were busy in this narrow area. Some helped to arrange artillery, some carried artillery shells, and some installed fuses on the artillery shells.

The Colonel Captain stood by and watched all this in front of him.

Although the explosion of heavy artillery shells continued to sound in his ears, the tension and anxiety he had just now could no longer be seen on his face.

Five minutes, and in another five minutes, the powerful heavy artillery group in front of him can fire the artillery and use his strength to prove to the Eighth Route Army who is the real king of the battlefield!

"Report to the commander, the shooting of the two heavy artillery positions of the Eighth Route Army has been calculated!" An artillery officer suddenly rushed over and reported.

A smile flashed across the colonel's face, and then ordered: "Immediately hand over the shooting corpses to the brigades, adjust the shooting corps immediately, and prepare to fire a counterattack!"

"Hi!" The artillery staff rushed to the busy artillery position.

As more and more artillery slowly raised their thick barrels, the smile on the colonel's face became stronger and stronger. In another two or three minutes, he was looking forward to the twenty-minute counterattack moment coming.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Suddenly, a faint whistle sounded to his ears, and the sound became louder and louder, and it was getting closer and closer to him.

As an old artillery soldier, the colonel judged that there were mortar shells flying towards him without thinking.

While his face suddenly changed, he did not realize that these mortar shells that he looked down upon would pose a fatal threat to him.

Forced himself to quickly calm down and ordered: "Baga, there are shells hitting us. Fire up immediately and kill the heavy artillery of the Eighth Route Army first!"

"Boom boom boom..."

As soon as the order was exited, the shells hit the artillery position in front of him and exploded.

The colonel captain panicked. This time, his face turned pale, and then he shouted: "Bageya Road, why did the Eighth Route Army gather so many mortars!"

"No, we're fooled. This is a conspiracy. They want to kill our heavy artillery with the mortar group!"

"Boom boom boom boom~"

The mortar fired too fast. Before he could finish a sentence, the second round of rain-like shells hit.

Amid the dense and violent explosions, fireballs mixed with a large amount of black smoke quickly rose from the ground, one after another, and soon became one, turning the entire position into a sea of ​​fire!

"It's over!" the captain of the colonel shouted in despair.

Then he refused to give in and ordered: "Retreat and move, and the people who can still move will leave the artillery position immediately!"

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