1949 I am from the future

() On the six artillery positions of the People's Liberation Army's cannon cluster in Dinghai, the fired shell casings are piled up like hills. For this shelling, a transport team of more than 3000 people is rushing to transport the shelled shells. Shell casings and delivery of shells to artillery positions.

Bu Zhenghong, the temporary artillery chief commander of the cannon cluster this time, excitedly commanded the 144 long-range destruction hammers. At this time, his face was flushed with excitement. After all, he had never commanded so many cannon salvos in his life, so he did not spare the shells. bombardment.

According to Commander Su Yu's arrangement before the battle, he was told to use all his strength to fight with all his strength, and the more shells he fired, the better.It is said that this is called a saturation attack.Bu Zhenghong, who had commanded more than 30 75mm mountain cannons in a previous battle, is now in full swing. Okay, Commander, this time I want you to show me what I can do.

After studying the army tactical mimeograph compiled by the 491 Project Office brought by Xiaoqiang, what made the veterans a little embarrassed was the amount of Van Fleet ammunition mentioned in the book, that is, the artillery saturation attack, the veterans On the one hand, envy, on the other hand, don’t you think this thing is a waste? Who wouldn’t.As long as the logistics can keep up, I can make it better than this Yankee surnamed Fan, and I guarantee that all the money will be spent on ideas.

This time the East China Military Region became the first to eat crabs. Deputy Commander Su Yu clearly emphasized that this time we will waste our time and strive to win Zhoushan Island at the lowest price.

Li Sijiu stuck close to his comrades in the landing craft, and his regiment of 120 and five members were all on this boat.The comrades stood chest to chest, back to back, warming each other with their whole bodies, and breathed the breath of pickled vegetable steamed buns and rice porridge in the breakfast from the comrades in arms. People's breath does not feel cloudy when mixed together, because everyone has the same smell.

Li Sijiu knew that after today, some familiar smells here might never be smelled again.

The big man stood behind Li Sijiu, "Ugh!" and hiccupped.

Now everyone in the landing craft laughed, and the big man grinned in embarrassment and said: "The teacher said, you can eat it with all your strength, and I really ate it."

Li Sijiu knew that the big man must have blushed all over his face at this moment.The big man, surnamed Shi, is nearly 1.9 meters tall. He can eat two to three catties of noodles without getting belly full, and four taels of steamed buns can easily go down by a dozen.He can do the work of three or four people by himself, and he can carry a big sandbag of three or four hundred catties without any effort.Because he thought he ate too much, no landlord asked him to do long-term work. He was only asked to work as a part-time worker during the busy farming season. He was paid one person's wages and asked him to do the work of three or four people.

Because of long-term lack of food, the big man was as thin as a bamboo pole before he joined the army, and he hardly survived the famine in Henan Province.For some reason, he has the bones and integrity of a man from the Central Plains, and is willing to work hard to make ends meet, but he is unwilling to flee famine and kowtow on the street to beg for food.

When the Eighth Route Troops passed through the village, all the landlords ran away, and the big ones and some hungry people who couldn't walk were lying in the broken straw huts waiting to die.The passers-by gave him a bun and left. The bun was not as big as half a fist of the big man, but the big man came back to life after eating it.The big man wondered why Ba Lu would give him corn bread?Eight roads were as hungry as strips of dried vegetables.

The big man's mother also died of starvation, and she owed the landlord food until she died. When his mother died, tell him not to owe anyone anything.So the big man ran the mountain road in the middle of the night to catch up with the eighth road, and asked why he was giving him corn bread?

Balu said, no reason, you are poor, and we Balu are also poor, and the poor cannot watch the poor starve to death.

The big man thought that what Balu said was right, so he became Balu.

The troops won one victory after another, kept going south, and had enough food.But the big man always eats less. People usually eat three bowls, and the big man only eats three bowls.The company commander asked him why he didn't eat more, and the big man said that everyone was poor and he couldn't take advantage of others.

Later, the company commander ordered the cooking team that the big man must have double meals in the future.

Li Sijiu leaned on the big man's broad back and said, "It's good to be full. You have to be full. After Lao Jiang is beaten away, the poor will be full every day."

The comrades stopped laughing and looked at the big man with warm eyes.At this moment, Er Gazi, a security guard, suddenly opened his mouth and sang in his northern Shaanxi tune: "We are walking on the main road, full of vigor and fighting spirit..."

This is a new song only learned by the troops. Everyone sang along with Er Gazi. The crowded landing craft was filled with the smell of this steamed bun, pickled vegetables, and rice porridge.

When Shi Jue heard the sound of the artillery, he immediately understood that the People's Liberation Army was about to land!The artillery roared non-stop, and Shi Jue kept calling and sending telegrams.

But Zhoujiayuan's Du Li45th Division Division and the 19th Army's military headquarters could not be contacted at the moment.Shi Jue hopped his feet anxiously.

Hu Lian's 67th Army was stationed in Dinghai City to the east of Zhou's homeland. After the Battle of Jinmen, the 67th Army's tail had already reached the sky, and Hu Lian was also obsessed with armored vehicles to the sky.Lao Jiang transported two armored brigades and two armored squadrons to Zhoushan this time, including 280 armored vehicles and 20 tanks, all of which were handed over to Hu Lian to command. At this time, the 67th Army has already proclaimed itself a high-profile mechanized general reserve team, and it will rush wherever it starts.

Hu Lian was not in a hurry, he wanted to wait, just like Jinmen, he would stab the inside with an armored vehicle after the ammunition that the People's Liberation Army went to the beach ran out.

Hu Lian sat on the bed and listened to his subordinates' report, lifted the quilt in a leisurely manner, dressed and got up amidst the sound of gunfire, and while washing his face, he said to his personal guard secretary: "Tell Shi Jue that our 67th Army is gathering."

"Yes."

Hu Lian was washing his face, when he suddenly thought of something, he woke up suddenly, holding a wet towel and asked, "Did this artillery fire from Jintang Island, which was occupied by the army? Why are they so dense!"

The secretary replied: "I heard from the 19th Army radio station that I contacted that the call came from Beilun Wharf.

Hu Lian threw the towel into the washbasin and shouted: "This is impossible! How could the army have cannons! The sound of these cannons sounds like there are at least 100 cannons! Even if the army has cannons, it is impossible to have more than 100 cannons!" Door!"

The secretary was speechless.

Hu Lian's face darkened, and he quickly walked out of the private house he had requisitioned, and walked towards his headquarters.

At this moment, the mountainside to the north of Zhoujiayuan was ablaze, and the 130mm cannon cluster began to use high-explosive incendiary bombs mixed with high-explosive anti-personnel shells to name the bunkers and gun positions on these mountains.

The trees on the mountain were uprooted by the blast, and the raging wildfires burned more and more vigorously in the drizzle. The high-explosive incendiary bombs added with white phosphorus were not afraid of the light raindrops at all, and the wildfires crackled loudly.

After the roll call ended, the sound of the cannon began to stop briefly, and they began to change their targets.

In the artillery group headquarters, Bu Zhenghong issued an order: "The target is changed to Dinghai, and each company bombards the predetermined area according to the plan.

On the six artillery positions, the commanders of each artillery commanded the thick and long cannon barrels to swing to the right in the drizzle, and the raindrops hit the fiery barrels, causing puffs of steam to rise.The muzzles of the cannon clusters with forests of gun barrels turning murderously, this scene is quiet and shocking.

Bu Zhenghong was muttering something in his mouth, vaguely hearing that he was saying: "...67th Army...Kinmen...Armored Army..."