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Chapter 387, a wave of rockets, wiped out one and a half brigades
"Call me!"

Li Yunlong was shouting loudly.

The flares fired by the mortars illuminated the frontline positions.

Looking at the densely packed Japanese army rushing up, at least several hundred people, Li Yunlong's blood was boiling.

In the first three times, I was unable to witness the power of six rocket launchers firing 96 rockets.

This time, I finally had the opportunity to see it with my own eyes.

Yuan Lang adjusted the angles and targets for each of the six rocket launchers.

Under the control of the soldiers of the artillery battalion, six rocket launchers were launched together.

Ten rockets can fly out in about one second, and all 96 rockets can be shot out in ten seconds.

Frontline positions, soldiers pouring into the trenches from the anti-battery holes.

Originally, I wanted to take the gun in my hand, pull out the lead grenade, and greet the enemy fiercely.

But found no use.

They saw sights they would never forget in their lifetime.

Countless rockets came through the air, almost without a pause, they rushed directly into the crowd of Japanese soldiers.

The flames of the explosion illuminated the sky red and provided a good line of sight for everyone on both sides of the battlefield.

The shock wave generated by the explosion set off a powerful air wave, blowing the rushing Japanese soldiers into the sky like leaves.

To make an inappropriate analogy, the rockets are like blackboard erasers, easily wiping away the Japanese troops on the ground, and letting them be torn apart and blown away.

Under the explosion of large-caliber shells, people with flesh and blood are too vulnerable.

Li Yunlong was dumbfounded: "Damn, this is the Katyusha rocket launcher? It's too exciting!"

The previous three shellings were not as good as this one, which brought him more sensory stimulation.

At this time, he really understood the saying that the cannon is the king of war.

Sure enough, it was very exciting.

He was not the only one who was shocked, Ding Wei and Yu Dayong were not much better.

Even Yuan Lang, who brought the rocket launcher, was shocked by the scene.

Destroying Katyusha, as the world's first rocket launcher, really deserves its reputation.

Of course, the ones who feel the deepest must be the soldiers closest to the front line.

Regardless of the danger, they stuck their heads out to watch the scene of shelling the enemy.

"Grandma, this little devil has been blown up by the artillery, and we have nothing to do with the infantry."

"Who says it's not! The limelight is all due to their artillery."

Zhang Dabiao recovered from the explosion in the doomsday scene, saw the dangerous actions of the soldiers, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Put your heads back, don't go out."

But that was of no avail, his voice was covered by the sound of cannons, and could not reach the ears of the soldiers on the front line at all.

A young soldier stepped on a stool to watch. The shock wave formed by the shells, a wave blew him back into the trench, and he was stunned.

Two soldiers quickly helped him up.

The young soldier was dizzy and couldn't stand still: "I was bombed?"

It caused the soldiers next to him to burst into laughter.

More than ten seconds until the rocket coverage passed quickly.

As soon as the explosion stopped, Zhang Dabiao was extremely sensitive in grasping the fighter plane.

He immediately shouted: "Blow the charge, the opportunity for our infantry to show our face has come, hurry up and charge with me."

The trumpeter jumped out of the trench, took a deep breath and put the trumpet to his mouth.

The beeping charge horn sounded!

This is the signal to charge.

The soldiers who received the attack signal had only one thought in their minds, and they were about to charge.

They jumped out of the trenches one after another and charged at the Japanese army that had rushed over without hesitation.

When the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed to the position, they were stunned by the sight in front of them—the corpses of Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the ground, and there was a strong smell of smoke, like a fire.

The few surviving Japanese soldiers were blown into a coma by large-caliber rockets.

Sudden attacks made them unable to stand still, and some couldn't even hold up their guns, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The soldiers did not know what to do when they encountered such a Japanese army for the first time.

"As long as you don't surrender, you are the enemy, so fight me."

Holding a submachine gun, Zhang Dabiao shot at the Japanese soldiers who were limp and trying to stand up, killing them completely.

It's not that no prisoners will be captured, but there are still a large number of Japanese troops behind, and it is too troublesome to send people to guard the prisoners.

It's better to throw down the shuttle and save trouble.

The soldiers were reminded, and they rushed up against the Japanese infantry and started to eliminate them.

It took less than 10 minutes in total, and an infantry brigade that rushed up was wiped out in an organized way.

A total of about 800 people.

This is a new miracle in the history of the Eighth Route Army's War of Resistance, and it is also the easiest battle fought by the soldiers of the New Second Regiment.

Until they retreated into the trenches, the soldiers were still discussing excitedly.

"That little devil can't even stand up. He looks like a soft-legged shrimp. I went up and killed him with a bayonet. It's as easy as killing a chicken."

Hahaha, the other soldiers burst out laughing.

The little devil's combat effectiveness is usually very strong. In a one-on-one bayonet fight, the soldiers dare not say that they are sure to win.

Now a recruit can say that killing a chicken is as easy as killing a chicken, which shows how easy this battle is to fight.

A veteran who was fiddling with a submachine gun said triumphantly, "Yes, but how many can you kill with a bayonet?

I took the submachine gun, rushed all the way, and hit the enemy's machine gun position directly, killing at least seven of them.

If the heavy machine gun hadn't been broken into parts, the few of us would have to carry a heavy machine gun back. "

This made many soldiers extremely regretful.

Judging from the scale of the enemy launching a brigade attack at a time, at least there is an alliance behind.

They all felt that if the higher-ups hadn't ordered them to retreat and continue to fight forward, they might have destroyed the alliance directly, so grab the leader of the alliance to see.

The captain of the Jingbian United, who was about to be captured alive by soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, was covered by his subordinates and retreated two miles in a row before regaining his footing.

The nights in autumn and winter were very cold, but Colonel Inobe was sweating all over.

The volley of six Katyusha rocket launchers, half of them landed on the front line, and half of them landed on their right, the fifth infantry brigade preparing for the follow-up attack.

That kind of doomsday-like scene left a deep impression on him.

After the shelling was over, Colonel Inobe hadn't recovered yet, and the troops retreated spontaneously when they didn't get an order.

If it weren't for the organizational ability of the grassroots officers, it would have almost turned into a rout.

To be defeated by a shell is simply a great shame.

"Bageyalu, who is the first deserter, find him for me!"

In addition to cursing, Colonel Jingbian came up with a trick.

It was his chief of staff who calmed down and stopped him.

Everyone ran back, and it was meaningless to find out who was the first deserter. It would only make people panic, and the soldiers were even less motivated to fight.

"What about the casualties of the troops?" Inobe Colonel asked.

The Chief of Staff replied: "The th Infantry Battalion was attacked by the Eighth Route Infantry, and only some members of the Machine Gun Squadron withdrew, and the rest were wiped out.

The Fifth Infantry Battalion lost a lot. I just heard that two squadrons seem to have lost two-thirds, and the details are still being counted. "

The alliance by the well was reorganized after being defeated by Li Yunlong once.

The size of the entire wing has been reduced a bit, with three infantry brigades and one artillery squadron, with about 3000 men.

One infantry brigade was completely destroyed, and the other infantry brigade was half disabled, almost reaching half the standard of casualties.

"Then what should we do next?" Colonel Inobe didn't ask, but seeing his panicked expression, it was obvious that he had no idea.

If he continued to fight, he didn't have the courage anymore.

In case the enemy bombards them again, their alliance will be gone.

But if he flinched at this time, he had sacrificed in vain before.

It became a complete joke when he asked General Tadajiro to fight, and let go of his rhetoric to prevent Balu from continuing to be presumptuous.

Of course, a big team was sent to attack, and one and a half teams were lost within 10 minutes.

The entire First Army, no, it should be the entire North China Dispatched Army, this is the first time such a defeat has occurred.

Now, he is already a joke.

It is estimated that it can be compared with the Toshihide Yamashita who fell three times in the same place.

"Commander, we have to retreat now, the soldiers are already frightened, unless the supervising team holds guns behind and forces them to charge.

But that can only send death in vain, meaningless.Hurry up and let the Colonel Yokoyama and Colonel Okada who came from behind bring people up. "

The Chief of Staff was afraid that His Excellency, the captain of the regiment, would lose his mind and really fight the Eighth Route Army in front of him.

Obviously the other party is here to fish, waiting for them to die!
As long as they can't suppress the opponent's artillery fire, they will attack with three alliances, and they will also be defeated.

The King of Artillery Wars is not a bragging rights.

They want someone else to take the lead, but who is a fool.

Colonel Yokoyama, who led his subordinates, witnessed the scene of being bombed in the rear, and immediately ordered the troops to stop advancing.

Can't go forward, it's completely different from what they thought.

Whether the headquarters was destroyed or the artillery wing was blown upside down.

They just saw the scene of landslides and ground cracks from a distance, and they didn't feel it too intuitively.

The Wellside Alliance head-on bumped into it, and it was regarded as an example for the others.

No matter who has to weigh it, if one's own side cannot suppress the enemy's artillery, can the infantry withstand the shelling of that scale?
The power of the 150mm caliber howitzer is no longer something that human will can resist.

No matter how heroes are, there are no hidden trenches or bomb defense holes.

In the empty space exposed under the cover of artillery, there is only one dead end.

"Sir, Colonel Inobe wants to communicate with you."

The soldier carrying the portable radio ran over and said.

Mr. Yokoyama wanted to say that he was not there, but thinking about meeting him in the future, he reluctantly took the earphones: "Hi, I'm Taro Yokoyama."

Colonel Inobe spent a lot of time talking, and finally stated his real purpose. His alliance needs to be rectified, and it is currently impossible to fight.

Invite Yokoyama Dazuo to stand up and lead the army to attack the Eighth Route position and destroy their artillery.

Colonel Yokoyama thought to himself: "Do you think I look like a fool?"

An alliance by your well was directly disabled, and I rushed up to be a mandarin duck with the same fate as you, what a shame?
He found an excuse and refused.

On the other side, Osamu Okada also refused without any surprise.

But it reminded the well that when the air support came, it could directly destroy the artillery of the eighth route.

At that time, they will encircle the enemy infantry and launch a final attack.

There is no radio station on the plane, when will they come?
This is a metaphysical question.

On the other side, Li Yunlong was worried when he saw that the enemy refused to attack for a long time.

He had never expected the Japanese army to attack him like today.

"But why don't these grandchildren come?"

"Of course I was scared by our rocket launchers." Yuan Lang continued.

Yu Dayong asked: "What should we do now, continue to wait?"

The neat annihilation battle just now made him feel the sweetness, and now he thinks that the last wave of rockets must maximize the benefits and kill more devils.

"No."

Li Yunlong vetoed it without hesitation: "The longer you stay, the more little devils will gather.

There are still nails on the rotten ship. Without the powerful firepower provided by the rocket launcher, we can't use the new second regiment to fight the enemy head-on. "

Yuan Lang agreed: "Yes, our veterans are precious, if you try hard, you'd be too stupid."

Li Yunlong felt that fighting positional warfare consumes a lot of weapons and ammunition.

If you don't take advantage, you will suffer.

Moreover, their rear supply line is still under the threat of the Japanese army. Once they are surrounded, it will be miserable.

Yuan Lang felt that the firepower of the troops should be increased to suppress the Japanese army as much as possible.

Use the advantages of weapons and equipment to win the battle and fight the battle of annihilation.

If it is consumed one-on-one, it is too uneconomical.

In short, the opinions of the two of them reached a consensus tacitly.

Yu Dayong saw the two wearing a pair of trousers, and thought: "It's so embarrassing, I'm in the minority again. Ding Wei, where is Ding Wei!"

The head of the new second regiment is currently held concurrently by Li Yunlong, and Ding Wei went to the front to take command.

"Next time we discuss military affairs, we must bring Ding Wei over, and no matter how bad it is, we must bring Zhao Gang over.

Otherwise, if I keep doing this, I'll be just a display. "Yu Dayong thought to himself.

"After leaving one battalion pad, pull out the remaining two battalions first. After this wave of rocket launchers is over, we will all withdraw." Li Yunlong discussed with Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang pondered for a while: "How to withdraw you is a professional, but I think the devil's plane is coming soon."

The Japanese army will definitely mobilize the aircraft, even if the night is very unfavorable to the aircraft, the effect it can have is relatively poor.

But it's better than nothing.

The Japanese planes came with nothing more than two targets, one was artillery and the other was front-line positions.

The six Katyusha rocket launchers were covered with camouflage nets. As long as they were not fired, it was almost impossible for Japanese aircraft to find them under the cover of night.

Once they bit the front line and bombarded wildly, the infantry rushed up.

It will definitely be difficult to withdraw the remaining battalion.

Even if you can break through successfully, you will still lose a lot.

Li Yunlong obviously thought about it, and immediately said: "Let the air defense company get its machine guns ready, and save the last wave of rocket launchers for later use."

"Whoever comes, let him die!"

(End of this chapter)