Rise from the sword

Chapter 164 Artillery coverage, full speed!
Taiyuan.

Today is sunny and bright.

At 08:30 in the morning, the Devil Taiyuan Bank wow.

"Set off."

Looking at his watch, Kazuo Ohno, who was wearing a major uniform, waved forward with his white-gloved right hand.

Accompanied by the humming of car engines, the creaking of carriages, and the sound of iron military boots stepping on bricks and stones, at the gate of the bank, a mighty transport convoy headed for the train station two kilometers away.

Three Douding trucks, twelve bank guards, and thirty or so Taiyuan defenders, this is the entire configuration of the transport team.

In order to ensure the safety of the property he worked so hard to search for, Major Kazuo Ono, the first team leader of the Yamamoto Secret Service, chose to escort it himself, and he even brought a few reserve members of the special secret service with him.

It's not that I'm afraid of being robbed.

This is Taiyuan City, the headquarters of the First Army Command of the Imperial North China Front Army.

Who dares to grab it?

Don't want to live anymore?

Even though the main force has left now, there are more than 1000 imperial warriors guarding the city, and there is an air force airport on the side. Taiyuan City is also high in walls and deep in the city. Even if that guy eats the guts of a leopard, it is impossible for him to enter the city and rob the imperial property. .

What he was worried about was the hands of other people in the empire.

Many people knew about the fortune he and his brother had collected, and naturally many people were jealous.

However, as long as he personally escorts him, no one will dare to attack.

"elder brother··"

From the rear, his younger brother stooped up and climbed into the driver's seat of the front row truck.

"Very well, Sanxiong, you are doing well."

Kazuo Ohno nodded with a satisfied tone.

Although his younger brother doesn't have any tough skills and can't join the army, he is indeed a master at getting property. In one year, he has acquired enough wealth for the two of them to be carefree for half a lifetime.

He climbed into another seat in the cab.

The convoy was slow because of infantry marching around.

Just when the team had just set off, 200 meters away from the rear of the team, several men dressed as peasants with bulging waists and shabby clothes also followed.On the truck, behind the convoy, the devils who followed didn't notice it at all.

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To the west of Taiyuan City, behind the forest [-] kilometers outside the airport.

The six 82 mortars were opened one by one, and after moving, they were piled up neatly, like shells as high as mountains.

Because of the shelter of the woods, and because of the long-term stability, no guerrillas have ever attacked the airport. The devil patrol around the airport has no intention of spreading the detection and warning. Through the gaps in the woods, you can even see the devils in the watchtower yawning. .

"The captain is ready."

After Yansheng adjusted the pitch of the last gun, he reported to Li Yunlong beside him.

"Ten minutes left."

Li Yunlong looked at his watch: "Fire on time in one minute."

According to the information provided by Chen Fan, the Devil's plane started preparing for battle at 08:30, stuffing explosives and bullets into the plane to take off, so Captain Li chose an appropriate time.

At this time, the bombs and bullets had not been loaded on the plane, but they had already left the warehouse.

Moreover, except for a few reconnaissance planes, there is no fuel in the Devil's plane!

The devil never thought that the airport would be attacked, and the level of combat readiness was extremely low.

After giving the order, Captain Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Enemy intelligence is really a good thing, it's great to fight with this thing, it seems that in the future, we should find Brother Chen to extract some information from the devils.

"The first round of shelling is the most important."

After getting a response, Yansheng walked back to the gun position with a loud voice: "In the first round, the devils were unprepared, the planes in the airport did not disperse, and the gasoline barrels and bombs were still outside. This is our best chance. "

"The target at the airport is huge, and precise bombardment is not required this time. What we need to do is to cover the area with artillery fire and shoot as many shells as possible in the shortest possible time."

Two kilometers away, and mortars with relatively poor accuracy. Without a forward observation post, shelling through a barbed wire fence several meters high, and without time to adjust and aim, it is almost impossible to achieve accurate shelling.

No matter how good the technology is!

Unless it is replaced with a more accurate Type [-] infantry artillery.However, due to poor mobility, this time the artillery company did not carry the Type [-] infantry artillery.

But the precision is not enough to make up the quantity.

"All guns fire at full speed. There is no need to save shells. The first round of shelling takes 8 minutes. A total of [-] shells must be fired. The shorter the time, the better."

"This time, our team's Devil's Airport will be covered by artillery fire."

In Yansheng's rough voice, the eyes of the soldiers of the artillery company seemed to be burning like a raging fire.

Since the establishment of the artillery company, the emphasis has been on precise bombardment. It is best for every shell to hit the enemy and hit the target. The artillery company has always taken this requirement as its training outline.

After all, although there are plenty of shells in the regiment, they can't be wasted, right?And the shells that can't hit the enemy can only be heard.

But this time, they don't need to rack their brains to find a way to aim, they just need to fire the most shells in the shortest time.

It's called artillery coverage!
Real gunfire coverage!
The maximum rate of fire of the 82 mortar is 3 rounds per minute, which can only be maintained for 3 minutes. After 8 minutes, the barrel overheats and the rate of fire must be reduced.The six guns fired 7 rounds in 100 minutes, and each gun fired more than [-] rounds in [-] minutes, which is already close to the design limit rate of fire.

Under the expectant eyes of the company soldiers, Yansheng slowly raised his right hand:
"preparation!"

As soon as the word "preparation" sounded, behind the six mortar gun positions, the gunner slowly brought the shells close to the black barrels. Behind the gunners, there were five ammunition hands holding a shell in their hands.

"Time is up!" This is Li Yunlong's voice.

"put!"

Yansheng's right hand fell hard.

At the same time, the six gunners also put down the nearly five-kilogram 82 mortar shells in their hands. When the shells fell, the gunners knelt on one knee and bent over to cover their ears.

boom boom
The six cannon fires exploded, and the scorching air waves swept across, causing a cloud of smoke and dust to rise around the cannon mount.

"continue··"

Iwamori shouted wildly.

The gunner stood up, took the shells handed over by the ammunition hand and stuffed them into the barrel again, and then bent down to avoid the blast of the muzzle.

Boom... Another round of violent cannon flames swept across, and the smoke and dust around the gun mount rose again, mixed with the dust that had not yet fallen down before, forming a really beautiful cloud.

At this time, because of the low muzzle velocity of the mortar, the first round of running shells was still in mid-air.

"continue!"

Yansheng's cry was still rough.

The gunner got up again to take the shells, and behind the gun position, five ammunitionists delivered the shells one by one, like a conveyor belt, sending the shells to the gunners continuously.

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"Hurry up···"

"The front line is urging, we must leave quickly."

Inside Taiyuan Airport, hundreds of devils were busy.

Hanging eggs, refueling, overhauling, preparing for the new day that is about to start... Since the big counterattack started, Taiyuan Airport has been busy supporting everywhere every day. More than 50 planes have dispatched more than [-] reconnaissance sorties every day, and the number of attack sorties is close to one. Hundred.

"Bring more machine gun bullets. The guerrillas don't have anti-aircraft weapons. I can shoot them through the treetops."

"Give me more bullets, too."

"..."

At the airport, the devil pilots in flight suits spoke arrogantly, asking to bring more machine gun bullets to facilitate shooting.

During the dozens of days of continuous attacks, they rarely encountered any counterattacks, and the sporadic machine gun fire posed no threat to them.

The condescending attack makes them very enjoyable.

"what sound?"

Suddenly, several devil pilots who were previewing today's flight plan looked to the left side at the same time... They heard a whistling sound from the left side, which sounded familiar.

Mortar shells travel much slower than the speed of sound, so the shell will arrive a full second or so earlier than the sound.

"Seems to be··"

A ghost felt that the voice was very familiar, and when he recalled it carefully, he suddenly yelled in horror. At this time, black spots visible to the naked eye appeared in the distant sky:

"Mortar, that's a mortar..."

The devil finally remembered that it was the sound of mortars. He heard it on the training ground, and other devil pilots also saw black spots flying at high speed in the distance. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Less than a second, enough for what?
boom boom boom

Six 82mm mortar shells exploded in the airport, accompanied by six explosions of gunpowder smoke, is the shock wave that swept across the entire airport.

One of them was lucky enough to hit a plane that was about to take off. Hundreds of kilograms of gasoline and hundreds of kilograms of explosives exploded at the same time, and a magnificent explosion fireball rose up.

First hit.

Before the Devils airport personnel could react from this round of shelling, the second round of shelling had already arrived.

boom boom boom

The smoke of the explosion enveloped the entire airport again.

"what happened?"

Around the airport, Saiwa Goshuji, the devil in charge of security, rushed out of the headquarters suddenly, with oil stains on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Commander, we are under artillery fire from the enemy."

A small team leader rushed over in a panic. He had a hideous wound on his face that was scratched by shrapnel, and blood flowed out.

"Enemy position!"

Iwago Shuji shouted loudly.

Although the long-term comfort made these devils unwarranted, although those who can guard the airport are not first-line divisions, they are also elite troops. The observers in the sentry tower quickly discovered the location of the artillery company of the independent regiment:

"Southeast, two kilometers away."

The observers even quickly measured the distance to the artillery positions of the independent regiment.

"It's the Eighth Route Army."

The high-power binoculars clearly saw the clothes of the soldiers who were bombarding in full swing.

"Eighth Route Army?!"

Even at this critical moment, after hearing the news, Iwago Shuuji was stunned when he heard this.

He subconsciously looked at the airport that was being bombarded in front of him.

The dense cannonballs are like rain, one after another, often because the smoke from the previous explosion has not started to dissipate, and the next one has arrived, and more than one cannonball explodes almost every second.

Almost a hundred shells fell every minute.

Shuji Iwago, who has experienced many battles, easily calculated this shelling density.

It was precisely because of this that he was stunned.

Such intensive bombardment was done by the Eighth Route Army?
Was it the Eighth Route Army that couldn’t even equip all guns, had no more than ten bullets per capita, and the entire army didn’t have a few cannons?Was it the Eighth Route Army known as the Beggar Army?

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Commander?"

The squad leader on the side shouted anxiously.

Could it be that he was petrified?

Baga, are you reading it wrong? ····Struggling to swallow back the swearing words that he almost uttered, Iwago Shuuji took a deep breath and concentrated, no matter who did it, now it is necessary to eliminate this group of attackers as soon as possible.

otherwise···
He glanced at the airport again. At this time, six planes had already been blown to pieces. As for the planes scratched by shrapnel, there were probably more planes, and the runway was also riddled with holes. The space between them is very wide, and there will be no chain explosions.

He was afraid he would have to kill himself.

No one can protect him.

"The first, second, and third squadrons set out to destroy the enemy."

"The rest, spread the planes as far as possible, bombs and."

"Let the airplanes that can take off take off quickly."

Quickly issued three orders, Yan Huxiu rushed to the headquarters, picked up the phone and asked for help from the garrison in Taiyuan City: "The airport has encountered intensive enemy shelling, and immediately send troops to attack the enemy's artillery positions."

Judging from the enemy's bombardment density, this time it must be a large army, probably thousands of people.

Although Shuji Iwago didn't think that his troops could defeat these attackers, but for his own sake, he needed to destroy the enemy's artillery as soon as possible and keep the remaining planes at the airport, so he asked for rescue without hesitation.

Following his order, the chaotic devils at the airport got a unified command. The devils gave full play to the spirit of Bushido, braved the continuous falling shells to rescue the plane, transported bombs, and from time to time, some devils were blown to pieces, and achieved great success. The supreme dream of imperial Japan's allegiance.

"Kill it..."

Just a few minutes later, outside the airport, hundreds of devils shouted and rushed out, frantically rushing towards the artillery position of the independent regiment.

These devils were only a little over a kilometer away from the artillery positions.

Under the force of the artillery fire, the devils performed unprecedentedly, and completed the assembly of all members in just a few minutes. However, due to haste, the devils rushed towards the independent regiment at this time and had little time to take care of the formation.

"Captain, the devil has come out."

"About 500 people."

As soon as the devil came out, the investigators of the independent regiment discovered it.

At this time, the artillery company had already fired the scheduled [-] shells.

"Are the mines ready?"

Li Yunlong looked at the distance and yelled, and rushed towards the devils madly, with a calm tone.

"Three hundred large tumors and one hundred earth mines were all buried." A platoon leader replied.

"it is good."

"All the secret service companies have entered the position, let's entertain the devil here."

Li Datuan took out his own shell gun and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The devils were in a hurry, rushing out in such a dense formation in such a hurry, they were looking for death.

"Transfer the position to the scheduled second position."

At the same time, Yan Sheng took a look at the smoke-filled devil airport and the large number of devils rushing out from the gate of Taiyuan City on the other side, and began to organize the transfer of the artillery company.

So far, everything is going according to plan.

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"Lieutenant Commander, the shelling has stopped, and the opponent is moving."

The airport sentry tower survived by luck and quickly reported to Iwago Shuuji.

Iwago Shuji breathed a sigh of relief:

"How about the loss?" He asked the staff officer beside him.

"There are no specific statistics, but I saw that twelve planes were directly hit, and more planes were injured by shrapnel. The runways were all destroyed, and they could not take off within two days."

Although the propeller plane has low requirements for the airport, it must be flat ground anyway. Now it is full of potholes after being bombed by [-] rounds of Hesorkin-filled shells, and it is impossible to take off.

How come there are so many?

It's over, it's over, I'm dead, the general will probably make me commit seppuku after he finds out.

Iwago Hideji's heartbeat almost stopped at the words of the staff officer.

"Telegram Lieutenant General Shinozuka to inform His Excellency the situation at the airport."

Gritting his teeth, Iwago Hideji decided to report immediately, otherwise he would really die.

"Hi!" The staff officer immediately ran to the radio station.

　Change first, change later...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)