The sun never sets in America

Chapter 383 Super Cannon and Special Ammunition
War is like the "fight" of a group of wild beasts. It is not just the claws, but also the wisdom! !
A passage written by Li Zihao, the general commander of the Left Army, at the end of December.

When the artillery shells landed on the position, the smoke dissipated, just like farm work, and there were traces of plowing everywhere.

Cannonballs are the most dominant weapon of this era. You can see them in mountains, rivers, and crowded cities.

If the machine gun is the "god of death" in the US military's mouth, then the Han army's artillery is the real "devil".

On a real battlefield, although the psychological panic that artillery brings to soldiers is not as good as the dense rain of bullets, the shock to their sight and eardrums is far greater than that of so-called machine guns.

The entire Montana battlefield is basically divided into two parts. The first part is the frontal battlefield. This part of the battlefield is being disintegrated with the roundabout attack of the Han army.

The second part is actually the Helena battlefield. Although this battlefield is not as shocked as the hundreds of thousands of people on the front battlefield, the cruelty is far beyond the so-called "big war".

If we talk about the frontal battlefield, looking at the overall situation, the Han army attacks the US military from both sides, then the city of Helena in the rear is a typical flesh and blood mill.

When the war reached the level of the city of Helena, it was actually no longer a war. If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be "hell."

As a battalion commander of the US Fourth Army wrote in his diary:
"Helena, if there is hell on earth, it must be Helena. Here, I saw the most cruel scene in my life. When bayonets and guns are useless, fists are the most effective weapons here! !”

On the artillery position five kilometers away, a huge cannon that looked like an enlarged golden cudgel was defying everything around it with a "high" attitude.

"Prepare, release!!"

The so-called wreckage is just a joke, because it is difficult to find even a complete bone.

The surrounding 155mm and even 240mm heavy artillery seemed so "insignificant" in front of this cannon.

When the steam crane was emitting black smoke and transporting a shell the size of a millstone to the top, the artillerymen who had been observing below kept shouting loudly to adjust the direction of the crane.

But under the attack of the 800mm cannon, any solid fortifications or "impregnable" became a joke.

"Raise it up, yes, keep going up-"

Ordinary artillery may have fired several rounds per minute, but a heavy super cannon like this would take at least three minutes to fire one round.

Zhizhi! !
When the artillery balloon observed the target position, on the artillery position at the rear, the super cannon code-named "Giant God" was adjusting its direction in a very dynamic way.

Underneath this cannon are dozens of gun crew members, all of whom are responsible for calibrating and transporting shells.

"Cannons are the extension of the country. Such super cannons are the measuring stick of the country!!"

But the power of this cannonball is even more terrifying than the other cannonballs combined.

When the smoke cleared, a crater half the size of a basketball court was left.

"Fists replaced guns and even everything. When I saw Han soldiers and our soldiers stabbing each other and dying together, my heart was sad, because I knew that the war might end, but the winner It must not be us!!”

In Li Zihao's words: "Even if it is not fired at all, taking a photo and putting it in the newspaper can boost the morale of our military and civilians and deter the evil spirits of the United States."

As Li Zihao said, propaganda war is still a part of war, and even an extremely important part.

A few minutes later, another artillery shell accurately hit a US military formation.

Although this car only has two gears, one forward and one reverse, when turning, the power is not enough, and it looks like an old lady struggling to walk.

"Boom!!"

When huge artillery shells fell from the sky, although the U.S. military on the position did not understand what the "falling from the sky" palm technique was, they certainly knew what "fear" was.

This position, which had been carefully fortified by the US military, was intact in the shelling just now. Even the 240mm shells could only slightly shatter it, but the impact on the entire position was not very great.

"Boom!!!"

Thomson, Major and Battalion Commander of the Fourth Army, wrote on December 25.
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With a "boom", a shell that looked like a millstone landed like a meteorite on the position guarded by the US military.

In an era when horse-drawn carriages are the main means of transportation all over the world, this kind of truck, which looks like a "shabby toy", is actually extremely advanced.

If the sound of other artillery shells being loaded is a mechanical sound, then the sound of the super cannon being loaded is like a stone being thrown into a deep well.

When the order to fire was given, the cannon, which was still pulled by a rope, finally fired the shell through the combined efforts of several people.

When the smoke dissipated, only a few 75mm artillery pieces were left in pieces, as well as the "wreck" where even the clothes could not be seen.

This kind of military truck, which is said to be a truck, is actually a large tractor. It can be regarded as the first generation product of the development of Han's automobile industry.

Just like what Li Zihao said when he inspected the artillery position and saw this "Giant Spirit God":

Behind this huge cannon, there is a steam crane with huge cylindrical cannonballs tied to it.

"Boom", the noise this time was even louder than before. Those American soldiers disappeared from this world without even making a "scream".

Yes, disappearing, not dying.

If a 155mm artillery shell is like a "pillar" much larger than a human head, then an 800mm artillery shell is like a huge stone ball. When such a stone ball falls from the sky, even if it is not Carrying explosives can kill many people just by its size.

A military internal-combustion engine truck was parked on the rugged road. It looked very simple and didn't move too fast.

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boom! ! !
The cannon roared, and everything withered! !

This huge artillery is actually the 800mm super cannon that was rejected by Dong Ziqin in the early days.

Under night, there was not only the evening wind but also the whistling "gunsmoke" in the air of the Montana battlefield.

Originally, this artillery should not have appeared, but due to the need for war "propaganda", the Army was willing to build a few of them as "mascots" and "propaganda tools" no matter how low the price/performance ratio was.

The speed of the entire vehicle will not exceed 30 kilometers per hour.

"Fifteen degrees to the left..."

But this military vehicle named "Unicorn" is the best internal combustion engine product of this era.

You must know that until the Han Dynasty, the civilian transportation market was still dominated by horse-drawn carriages and steam locomotives. In essence, there was still no suitable automobile that could be mass-produced.

But the biggest difference between military and civilian use is that it is a kind of "arbitrary thing" and does not need to participate in the so-called market competition.

For the military, as long as there is demand, regardless of the price, it must be built. Just like those battleships that easily cost millions or tens of millions of dollars, should they not be built just because they are expensive? ?

Unicorns were born under such circumstances.

Originally, this car was not called Unicorn, but an extremely oriental name, but when Liu Peng inspected it, it was named Western Unicorn in the name of "rare".

(Unicorn itself is synonymous with rarity)
This unicorn, a military truck, has a load capacity of more than two tons, which is the limit of what the technology of this period can achieve.

This car is divided into four seats, and there are two people driving it, divided into the main driver and the co-pilot, and then there are two escort soldiers behind.

The biggest difference between this military vehicle code-named "17" and other unicorn military vehicles is that it is a six-seater elongated vehicle with a movable heavy machine gun installed on the front of the vehicle.

It looks like an "armored fighting vehicle".

Everywhere the vehicle went, there were escorting soldiers everywhere, and it looked like it contained something extraordinary.

On the main driver's side, Gao Han, the driver, had a serious expression and held the wooden handle steering wheel tightly, looking very "nervous".

When he set off, the captain of the convoy told him that the things inside were very important. If something happened, the entire convoy would be investigated. Even ten of his heads were not enough to chop off.

Although he knew clearly that this was what the captain was saying to scare him, Gao Han couldn't help but tremble.

Apart from anything else, if the things in this are really important, because if something happens to him, what will he get to compensate for it? I'm afraid he will really get out.

You must know that because the automobile soldiers are a new type of arms, there are only a few hundred people in the army, and the treatment is better than that of the cavalry.

Although Gao Han is only a second lieutenant, he has always enjoyed the treatment of a captain. From this, we can see what it means to be able to drive a military vehicle during this period.

Gao Han felt that he was not driving a car, but a piece of gold that might be missed at any time. Gao Han could feel it from the soldiers standing guard along the way.

In this way, after going in circles for more than 40 kilometers, we finally arrived at a headquarters.

This headquarters can be regarded as one of the many headquarters of the Left Route Army.

It’s the spare tire among spare tires! !

But just such a spare tire is now filled with military doctors wearing white coats and military caps.

When Gao Han got off the car, what was waiting for him was not a rest and a so-called "reward", but a disinfection inspection. Even when he was told that he would be separated for three days, Gao Han didn't even have a chance to ask. As soon as he asked the reason, he was interrupted by "This is a rule. As a soldier, you must abide by it."

While Gao Han was "trembling" in the wooden house with the stove, the wooden boxes on the cars had been lifted off by special personnel.

The wooden boxes were placed in a warehouse, and there were people guarding the outside of the warehouse 24 hours a day.

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"Li Shuai, there's a call from Yanbao."

Late at night, Li Zihao was dealing with the day's war. At present, the hundreds of thousands of American troops have been basically surrounded. The saying that they only owe the east wind is true.

After receiving the secret message, Li Zihao's expression was solemn and a little "gloomy" under the light.

No one understands the weight of this telegram better than him.

It can be said that it weighs ten thousand kilograms, which is not an exaggeration. When he got it in his hand, his heart felt heavy and he did not dare to have any other thoughts.

"Li Shuai, Li Shuai..."

Secretary He Lin called Li Zihao twice.

"what……"

When Li Zihao reacted, he had an obvious gaffe, so that when he reacted later, he was still a little embarrassed.

"Li Shuai, are you worried about this long sword plan??"

He Lin had no idea what the "Long Sword" was. He only knew that this plan should be very important, otherwise he would not have allowed the "famous" Li Shuai to lose his composure like this.

Li Zihao looked at He Lin with a complicated expression and asked, "What do you think is the essence of war??"

“Is it really necessary to do whatever it takes??”

"Li Shuai is joking, isn't this war just about winning?"

He Lin was a little confused when he heard this, and then said:

"Li Shuai, how about the Fifth Division in Helena City? It is still called a beast and is synonymous with shamelessness, but the Fifth Division is our army's best friend. With the Fifth Division, our army Then we can surround the US military with peace of mind!!"

"Li Shuai, since ancient times, we have always said victory regardless of defeat!!"

He Lin's last words completely awakened Li Zihao, who had "moral baggage".

Li Zihao lowered his head and looked at the secret code in his hand, then looked at the dazzling "killed list" on the table, and finally made up his mind! !

"Call Yanbao, everything is business as usual!!"

When Li Zihao said this, he was still tense, but after he said it, he didn't care at all.

He Lin looked at Marshal Li in surprise, who could change his face as quickly as his "wife", nodded silently, and left the underground command post.

After he left, Li Zihao sat down on the chair with his hands spread out, looking like he was playing a ninety-minute ball game.

"Huhu", he gasped for air, but his expression became more and more serious. After finally looking at the conspicuous list of the dead, his eyes slowly gathered, and finally turned into a sharp sword flying towards the US military position more than ten kilometers away. .

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"What is this? Why is it so light!!"

"Also, how can you carry a cannonball and still wear this thing??"

The artilleryman Cao looked at the white coat on his body and the rubber mask on the table, and his whole body seemed to have "opened his eyes".

"Oh, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, just do it!!"

The lieutenant colonel in charge of the escort had a serious expression and seemed to know exactly what was inside.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I understand!!"

Lao Cao is an old artilleryman. He is over 40 years old and is still a captain. His military rank is not too high, but he has been around for a long time and his brain is sharp. He knows what to ask and what not to ask.

"Brothers, put on all your clothes and those masks. Let's show the superior officer what professionalism is!!"

Lao Cao spoke nonsense and made the lieutenant colonel mutter behind his back, "You are an old soldier."

When everything was done, Lao Cao, who was wearing a mask and a white coat, and a group of the same artillerymen, took a photo, and I don't know what kind of "Frankenstein" he thought he was.

"Damn, it's so hard!!"

Lao Cao and two artillerymen were using crowbars to pry the wooden boards of the ammunition box. After a long time, they still couldn't pry it out.

In the end, there was no choice but to pry with a few people, and the wooden box that looked like a "safe" was opened, revealing the "small black bullets" inside.

The caliber of the artillery shell is not too large. Lao Cao has the most experience. He can tell at a glance that it is only 55 mm. Now that the army is eliminating 55 mm cannons on a large scale, I want to find some reliable 55 mm artillery. , is not that easy.

"What, no??"

The lieutenant colonel looked at the embarrassed Lao Cao, his expression not very good.

"Okay, okay, you're from above, just say it's okay!!"

"Isn't it just a fifty-five millimeter cannon? Yes, there are a few more in the warehouse next door. I'll have someone pull them over right now!!"

The "glib" tone in Lao Cao's mouth made the lieutenant colonel with a noble background dislike him very much. He even thought that it was not safe to hand such an important task to a "veteran".

But soon, when the 55mm cannon was delivered, the lieutenant colonel changed his mind greatly. Apart from other things, he had never seen anyone who could compare with the art of dismantling and oiling the cannon.

When everything was done, Lao Cao looked at the lieutenant colonel with an "instinct" smile and said:
"Look, have you tried it?"

The lieutenant colonel didn't say anything. He just looked left and right at the three newly installed artillery pieces. After looking at them for a long time, he said:
"Are there any living creatures??"

"What??"

"I mean living creatures!!"

Lao Cao didn't understand what it meant at all, and it took him a long time before he heard it again:
"We only have living people here!!"

The lieutenant colonel urged impatiently:
"I mean live chickens, live pigs, not people!!"

The more Lao Cao looked at the lieutenant colonel, the more something was wrong. In the end, he could only reply: "I'll go to the kitchen to see if there are any unkilled chickens. Let's get some!!"

"No, we have to use pigs!!"

Just when Lao Cao thought that the other party was satisfied, the word "pig" gave him a headache again. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and go to other troops to find pigs.

When Lao Cao came back from driving the two big white pigs, his white coat was already pitch black and smelly. It looked like he was busy working in the pig pen.

Finally, at the request of the eccentric colonel, the two pigs were tied under a "crooked neck" tree.

"It's time to fire!!"

There was a hint of "nervousness" in the lieutenant colonel's calm tone. As a veteran, Cao could easily hear it, so he was even more curious as to what was in it.

"Load!!"

"Three rounds to reload!!"

Lao Cao was wearing a mask and his voice was a little changed, but fortunately he could still hear it clearly.

When three black cannonballs engraved with the "Crow" logo were stuffed into the magazine, Lao Cao shouted again:

"Seven hundred meters ahead, a round of rapid fire begins!!"

"Swish, swish, swish," as soon as he finished speaking, three black cannonballs were shot out instantly, and finally landed under the tree, causing the pigs to run around, but they couldn't leave.

The imagined explosion did not happen. Instead, a lot of gray gas exploded. The gas filled the surroundings, but there was nothing at first.

But soon Lao Cao and others discovered something was wrong, because the pig's spirit can also be poor. After seven or eight minutes, it fell directly to the ground and kept "whining".

Seeing this scene in front of him, Lao Cao's heart trembled. He instinctively glanced at the lieutenant colonel, but what he saw was an officer in white who kept hiding in the corner and taking notes.

(End of this chapter)