Rise from the sword

Chapter 562

Airport front.

kill to give...
More than 1000 devils formed a multi-layer skirmish line and rushed towards the airport. Behind the devils, a mountain cannon and infantry artillery were pushed to a position three kilometers away from the position. The muzzle was leveled, suppressing the [-] regiments on the position.

The [-] regiments bombed by direct shells were miserable, and a few machine gun positions that had just been repaired were destroyed one after another.

"You little devil."

After scolding devils every day, Xu Bingjian, the head of the [-]th regiment, drew out his pistol, ready to lead people and devils to their deaths again.

Sudden.

boom boom boom

Violent explosions rose up among the charging devil brigade.

An explosion far more powerful than the Devil's Mountain Cannon.

It is also far more intensive than the devil's shelling.

Immediately, in the formation of devils, fireballs exploded everywhere, the soil was blown away, the rocks were blown up, and along with the shock wave, devils were blown up one by one, and even shattered.

Eight 120mm mortars fired at full speed, with a total rate of fire of [-] rounds per minute, causing the shells to fall continuously. Soon, the formation of devils was completely enveloped in gunpowder smoke.

"My mother hello."

The dense and powerful explosion, as well as the gunpowder smoke that almost enveloped the entire devil brigade, made Xu Bingjian swallow hard.

It was the first time he had seen such a ferocious artillery.

"Ba Ga, retreat."

Faced with dozens of 16-kilogram mortar shells per minute, the captain of the Devils had no choice but to give an order to retreat.

Even if their forward is only more than 900 meters away from the enemy's position, it only takes a few minutes to rush up.But such artillery fire, just a few minutes, could kill him.

at the same time.

On the artillery position behind the devil, shells also fell, forcing the devil to move his position.

The artillery crews sent to Hengyang this time are all elites from the Independent Regiment.

Those with more than [-] rounds of live ammunition shelling and more than [-] actual combat times are the elite among the elite artillery.

This group of experienced old gunners, together with the tacitly coordinated observation posts and the standard topographic map of Hengyang, firmly held down the devils as soon as they made a move.

"Is this the end for him? The devil will retreat now?"

Seeing the retreating devils in the distance, Xu Bingjian was instantly dumbfounded.

He didn't do anything, and the devils retreated as soon as they were full?
But when the gunpowder smoke dissipated, and the corpses of devils left on the ground, his heart swelled in an instant.

"Haha, it's exciting to have artillery support."

Xu Bingjian put away the pistol given to him by the army commander, and smiled very happily:
"The devils ran away before labor and capital fired."

He had never fought so hard in his whole life.

Then, he clicked his tongue, feeling a little regretful:
"It's a pity, I don't have a chance to try the power of this general-purpose machine gun."

the other side.

Naturally, Wang Xikui, who was hidden on the flanking hills, would not miss the opportunity of roll call. He was carrying his new 12.7mm sniper rifle, shooting at the retreating devils one by one.

Over a hundred times of actual combat experience, killing more than 800 devils, and skilled training, Wang Xikui's marksmanship has reached the pinnacle. With the high-precision large-caliber sniper rifle produced by the system in his hand, even at a distance of more than [-] meters, he It's also a devil with one shot.

No bullets.

"The fifth one."

After Wang Xikui died, the guard squad sent by Commander Fang to protect Wang Xikui saw that nothing was wrong, so they all mentioned Wang Xikui to report.

The expressions of everyone also changed from disdain at the beginning to shock and admiration.

After all, this guy said that he had killed more than [-] devils when he came, and this could still confirm the results of the battle. The soldiers in the security squad naturally didn't believe it-how could it be possible to kill [-] devils.

Devils are not easy to deal with.

Even when the devils charged, they didn't charge straight up with their guns on their shoulders, but bent over, hunched over, ran from one bunker to another, and charged in a zigzag pattern. It was hard to kill anyone.

Even the devils who are retreating now are retreating in a zigzag shape, which is extremely difficult to hit.

But Wang Xikui made a strong proof with his actions.

Every time there is a dull and huge gunshot, accompanied by the vibration of the huge sniper rifle, and the dust that has been stirred up around, a devil must fall down, and it is a death without a whole body.

It wasn't until the devil fled behind a hill that Wang Xikui stopped his hunting.

At this time, he has already killed...
"The tenth."

Jiang Houwen swallowed hard.

It was really hard for him to imagine that in just one minute, this sniper used his huge gun to kill ten devils at a distance of more than 1 meters.

And their 3000 regiments, plus the guard battalion, with nearly [-] troops, fought for almost a day, and killed no more than half of the brigade of devils.

At this time, the artillery fire also began to extend, and eighteen artillery pieces fired at the devil's position, forcing the devil to retreat, thus giving up the attack completely.

"Commander, the devils have been repulsed."

"Sure enough, the cannon is still powerful."

After receiving the news of the victory, the commander of the Tenth Army was stunned for a long time before accepting the reality. He looked back at the artillery position of the Independent Regiment behind the airport, and his tone was full of emotion:
"It's just a waste of shells. In less than an hour of fighting, they fired more than [-] shells."

"More than 2000 shells?"

Cai Jigang was already there, and only now did he realize:

"No wonder the devils retreated so quickly."

With [-] rounds of shells, almost every devil in the attacking devil brigade can share two rounds, and they are heavy artillery shells. The terrain near the airport is flat, so it's strange if they don't retreat.

He remembered that even in the battle of Changsha at its peak, the Guofu artillery group only fired more than 1000 heavy artillery shells, and it was fired during the entire battle.

"Let's fix the airport first."

Commander Fang suppressed the horror in his heart and said.

According to the news of the independent regiment, there will be a batch of planes transporting shells later.

Thousands of people started work, and the airport was quickly repaired.

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"What a powerful artillery fire."

Seeing his seventh attack, before he got close to the position, he was bombarded back by fierce artillery fire. The mountain artillery position supporting the front line was also bombarded. Although there was no loss, he was forced to move his position.

Even the positions of the follow-up troops were subjected to intensive heavy artillery shelling, and the follow-up attacks were interrupted.

Yokoyama immediately felt bad.

With such a density of artillery fire, he had no way to occupy the airport before destroying the enemy artillery.

But this is not an easy task.

The opponent's artillery position is close to Hengyang City, so it is difficult to attack effectively, and the vicinity of the airport is so large, at most one wing can launch an attack, and no amount of troops can be deployed.

The staff officer brought him another message:
"General, the enemy is repairing the airport."

"The airport is still under construction."

The news raised eyebrows.

At this moment, he remembered what Yamamoto said.

He remembered that Yamamoto once said that the Independence Regiment had extremely abundant supplies and weapons and equipment, and it was almost unbelievably, unbelievably, unimaginably abundant.

Could it be that····

In order to allow the Hengyang defenders to guard the airport, the independent regiment paid the price of [-] aircraft damage and sent artillery to Hengyang?

This thought immediately made the corners of Yokoyama's mouth twitch.

No way.

No way!
Is this because there are so many planes that there is no place to use them?

Just when Yokoyama was unbelievable, another fifty twin-engine transport planes appeared in the distant sky.

"idiot."

Looking at the fifty transport planes in the sky, Isamu Yokoyama's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Pause the attack."

Taking a deep breath and controlling his emotions, Hengshan flashed bravely:
"Let the 73rd Wing prepare to attack Hengyang Airport tonight."

With the help of the air force's suicide attack, he can make the Wuxian Airport of the Eighth Route Army temporarily unable to take off and land planes. As long as the Hengyang Airport can be destroyed, the Eighth Route Army will not be able to intervene in the Hengyang war on a large scale.

He still has a chance.

"Hi."

Beside him, a senior officer bowed his head and said yes.

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Song County.

Kong Jie looked at his watch and asked:
"The second batch of supplies has arrived."

"According to the time, it has arrived."

The staff officer replied:

"Twenty night-vision goggles, thirty 82 mortars, one base incendiary bomb, two base grenades, and fifty large-caliber heavy machine guns with steel shields, plus 20 rounds of ammunition."

"good."

Kong Jie nodded in satisfaction.

Isamu Yokoyama could definitely see that the airport was the key to the victory of the Battle of Hengyang, and a night attack would definitely be launched, so he made preparations from the beginning.

·····
Ping An County.

In the Independent Regiment Department.

"Even if there are supplies, the life of the Germans may not be easy."

Looking at the map of northern France on the table, Zhao Gang clicked his tongue:

"They are severely understrength. Once the Americans divide their forces and attack in multiple directions, it may be difficult to defend. There is also a serious problem. The air defense force is seriously insufficient, and it may be difficult to defend."

"Even if there are planes, there are not enough pilots."

In the European battlefield, the gap in human resources between the two sides is too great, especially for pilots.

Li Yunlong, who was also in the regiment headquarters, smiled:
"It's actually very simple. I've asked someone to give advice to that Long Hanzi over there."

"Oh?"

Zhao Gang became interested.

Li Yunlong, this bastard, has always had a lot of bad ideas.

"Hey hey..."

Leader Li Da laughed:
"Didn't they build some anti-aircraft towers in Berlin? This thing has strong air defense and is also very strong against ground attacks. With this defense, only a small number of troops can block a large number of enemy attacks."

"so."

"In northern France, where the enemy must occupy an important node of the communication line, how about repairing one hundred of his?"

　probably not tonight...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)