My girlfriend is from 1949

"What are they doing on the other side?"

"Why fire a signal flare?"

"Has the Communist army begun crossing the river?"

"Hahaha, where did they get a boat to cross the river!"

"Don't be afraid, even if we cross the river, there are forward positions to hold us off."

"We're behind this hillside; they won't know our location."

On the battlefield, groups of two or three soldiers looked up and discussed the situation.

He was still chewing rice, looking on with amusement.

I'm not worried at all that the other side will attack here.

Even if we manage to cross the river, there will be positions blocking our way.

Their location is very safe.

Moreover, they haven't fired a single shot yet, so it's even less likely that we'll know their location.

If we're really talking about what to worry about, it's more important to prevent your teeth from breaking from sand or gravel while chewing!

They had no idea that the entire artillery position had already been thoroughly investigated.

The number of shells and their storage locations were clearly visible from the drones high in the sky.

Even the addition of an artillery regiment today couldn't escape the drone's detection.

While the discussion was in a haphazard manner, the cannons on the north side were already erected under command.

With the conclusion of the three major campaigns, the People's Liberation Army captured a large number of organized weapons units.

Airplanes, tanks, cannons, submachine guns, compressed biscuits—you name it, they had it.

The field artillery they used was exactly the same as that of the Kuomintang reactionaries.

They were all transport battalion commanders, and the large-caliber artillery they bought with loans from the United States.

Unfortunately, they've all fallen into the hands of the People's Liberation Army.

As three signal flares were launched into the sky, the entire north bank came to life.

"Everyone, get ready!"

Upon receiving the parameters, each cannon quickly adjusted the angle of its muzzle.

Today, the PLA artillery positions possess detailed maps of the enemy's firepower distribution.

From the location of the enemy's heavy artillery fire to where the heavy machine guns and bunkers were on the front lines, everything was clearly identified.

Especially those hidden bunkers, which thought they were very well concealed.

Little did they know that the locations had already been marked for people going to the toilet and delivering food.

There were no rules against using heavy firepower during the Yangtze River Crossing Campaign, so these bunkers were the primary targets.

"Release it!"

At the commander's order, cannons spewed out scorching flames.

The American-made M1918 155mm shells flew toward the target more than ten kilometers away with a whistling sound.

Meanwhile, the Kuomintang reactionary artillerymen were sitting on sandbags or rocks, leisurely eating and chatting.

They discussed the situation at the front and when they would need to request artillery reinforcements.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~!

Suddenly, a piercing whistling sound came from afar.

The sounds are dense, indicating a large number of them.

The inexperienced recruits just stared blankly at the sound of the whistling wind.

They craned their necks and peered in the direction from which the sound came.

The experienced veterans were already pale with fright, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Before he was even full, he threw down his lunchbox and frantically searched for a place to hide.

He shouted, "Take cover! Take cover now!"

Only when the new recruits heard the word "take cover" did panic appear on their faces.

Unfortunately, before he could even stand up, a 155mm grenade came crashing down on him with a piercing whistle.

A new recruit sits on a sandbag, holding a half-eaten lunchbox in his hands.

A grain of rice was still stuck to the corner of his mouth as he looked up blankly at the sky.

A dark shadow grew clearer and larger in his vision.

Finally, it landed about one meter away.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the exploding grenade kicked up a cloud of dust.

Once the dust settled, the sandbags that had been piled up had completely disappeared.

Along with them was the recruit who didn't have time to react.

Boom boom boom~!

In an instant, the entire artillery position was covered by fierce artillery fire.

One by one, the cannons purchased with loans from the United States were completely destroyed.

The area where ammunition was stored was hit by a high-explosive shell, triggering a violent secondary explosion.

In just a few minutes, the painstakingly constructed artillery positions were completely destroyed by artillery fire from the north bank of the river.

Once we cross the river, they will no longer cause harm to our troops.

The same situation is playing out on other different fronts.

Several selected crossing points were subjected to a fierce artillery barrage.

The artillery in the rear was completely routed, and even the ammunition depot was destroyed.

Even if some artillerymen were still alive, they had completely lost their fighting capacity.

"Cough cough~!" A colonel dressed in military uniform struggled to his feet.

He shook off the mud covering his body, looked at the destroyed position, and was speechless for a long time.

His painstakingly built position is gone, and so is his artillery regiment!

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he muttered weakly to himself, "How is this possible? How could the Communist army know...!"

Meanwhile, the front-line positions were also subjected to fierce artillery bombardment.

Boom boom boom~!

One by one, bunkers were destroyed by artillery fire, and heavy firing positions were torn to shreds by 155mm grenades.

Chaos erupted on the position, with many people covering their heads and fleeing in all directions, only to be knocked down by shrapnel.

An officer, holding a phone, frantically shouted, "Commander, we need support! Where are our artillery...!"

Under the barrage of artillery fire, morale among the troops had completely collapsed.

Apart from the People's Liberation Army, which possesses an iron will to continue fighting under such intense artillery fire, no other country's army could achieve this.

In particular, many of the soldiers on the Kuomintang reactionaries' positions were newly conscripted laborers.

Having only received a few days of intensive training, they had no fighting spirit whatsoever.

They were forced to come here before, and now they're just staying to have food to eat.

He never intended to serve the reactionaries.

Although the National Revolutionary Army claimed to still have 210 million troops, more than one million of its main forces were annihilated after the three major campaigns ended.

There were also numerous troop uprisings, which led to the selection of the correct direction.

Of the remaining 210 million troops, 70 were conscripted men.

It's easy to imagine how much combat power they possess.

No wonder they all crumbled at the first touch, each fleeing faster than the last!

at the same time

Commander Jiang lay prone in the grass, occasionally glancing up at the sky.

He looked anxious, as if he couldn't wait to stand up and charge into battle.

The deputy regimental commander comforted him, "Old Jiang, don't worry, good things come to those who wait. Only after the artillery has cleared out the enemy's heavy firepower can our casualties be reduced."

Regiment Commander Jiang glared and said with dissatisfaction, "Do you think I don't understand this? Seeing my artillery brothers fighting so enthusiastically makes me feel like I'm getting an itch!"

As a veteran who rose through the ranks from the bottom, he was known as a daredevil.

Even the team he led was fearless and daring; not a single member was a coward.

The soldiers, looking at the positions on the opposite bank covered by artillery fire, were already itching for a fight.

They trained hard in Chaohu for two months, wasn't that all to prepare for today?

Bang Bang Bang ~!

As three signal flares soared into the sky, they illuminated the resolute faces of the soldiers.

Commander Jiang was overjoyed and couldn't wait to stand up, waving his hand and giving orders in a passionate voice.

"Charge!"