Sword: Heart of Iron

Chapter 98 Decapitation Tactics
From a bird's-eye view.

Wang Feng was always observing the Japanese army's every move. After seeing Wu Guangsheng crush the Japanese army's flanking plan, he turned his attention to the main battlefield.

On the long front, the Japanese offensive forces were concentrated.

It is mainly divided into three routes: upper, middle and lower.

The water is wide in the direction of Chihe Town. Although a large number of troops were deployed here, it only served as a feint attack.

Jingle bell bell~
There was an urgent phone call on the table. Wang Feng turned his head and picked up the phone: "Hello!"

On the other end of the line, the sound of explosions could be faintly heard: "Is this Commander Wang from the North China Battle Group?"

"I am Liu Shiyi!"

Wang Feng frowned.

Liu Shiyi?
Commander of the 31st Army.

"Commander Liu, I'm Wang Feng. How's the situation over there?"

Liu Shiyi spoke without hesitation: "According to the current situation, the Japanese army is divided into three routes. One route is to attack Liangshan, one route is to attack Dingyuan Sanheji, and the other route is at your place!"

Wang Feng nodded.

It’s a very routine deployment of troops, nothing special about it.

"What is the size of the Japanese army on your side?"

Liu Shiyi: "About two battalions of devils, with aircraft and heavy artillery to cover them!"

Wang Feng pondered in his heart.

When he saw the chariot troops, he thought it was Tian Ji's horse racing strategy.

But no one expected the Japanese army to be so rampant, betting on both sides.

There are no secondary attackers, only main attackers!
Liu Shiyi: "Half an hour ago, the scouts reported that the Japanese army was still gathering. This is very likely..."

The phone was noisy. In order to hear more clearly, Wang Feng held the receiver close to his ear.

Suddenly, a loud noise like an earth-shaking explosion came from the microphone, and then no sound was heard.

It was the heavy artillery that cut off the telephone lines!
Wang Feng's heart tightened.

The enemy troops are moving in from the Beijing-Shanghai line, and are well-equipped, most likely equipped with large-caliber heavy artillery.

A conservative estimate of the caliber is 105 mm. A bolder guess is that it is not impossible to deploy several 150 mm caliber heavy artillery.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng called the artillery unit.

"Sir!"

"The Mountain Artillery Battalion? How many shells do you have left?"

"Report to the commander, there are 62 Type 45 grenades and Type A grenades!"

Wang Feng clenched the microphone and frowned.

There are only a hundred or so shells left.
There is little difference between these two grenades. The Type 94 grenade is loaded with TNT, while the Type A grenade is loaded with picric acid and dinitrotoluene.

Wang Feng: "Stop the shelling!"

"Stop shelling immediately and wait for instructions!"

There are too many Japanese soldiers on the east bank of the Chi River. It is really a loss to use limited artillery shells to kill relatively unlimited targets.

Even a fool knows that to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader!
Wang Feng lowered his consciousness to a bird's-eye view.

Start a long battle line, searching for high-value Japanese units.

Signal trooper position?
Mark it!
Battalion headquarters?
Mark it!
Mortar position?
Mark it again!
Wang Feng quickly adjusted the viewing angle, and in less than half an hour, he had searched the entire three-dimensional combat map.

Then he picked up the microphone on the table and said, "Hello!"

"Artillery unit, coordinates"

"Play two rounds at each coordinate! Do you hear me?"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then said firmly: "I understand! Shoot two rounds at each coordinate!"

Mountain Artillery Battalion.

Battalion Commander Liao Heng hung up the phone, feeling somewhat suspicious.

The messenger came running over: "Sir!"

Liao Heng weighed the piece of straw paper in his hand, on which was written the coordinates that Wang Feng had just dictated.

"These are the coordinates. Go to a place and attack twice, leaving no one behind!" It is a soldier's duty to obey orders. Since the superiors have said so, he must carry out their orders resolutely.

The artillery position was located in the rear and due to limited vision, he had no idea what these coordinates meant.

The messenger responded and ran out quickly.

On the battlefield.

The shells that had been ejected from the breech block were scattered all over the place, and the soldiers gathered snow from the ground to try to dissipate the heat from the gun barrel.

"Combat mission, everyone on your positions!"

Angle.Distance

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"put!"

The mountain artillery battalion’s first target was the headquarters of a Japanese battalion.

With the help of a bird's-eye view, Wang Feng went to the target location in advance to observe.

The Japanese captain waved his command knife up and down and kept roaring.

The three-dimensional combat map can only convey louder sounds, and you can't hear what he is saying specifically.

It was probably words like "Baga" or "Kill him".

Among all the Japanese troops that attacked Chihe, this infantry battalion was second to none in terms of bravery.

Whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking air in the sky, the captain looked up and his mouth opened into an 'O' shape.

The shadow of the shell was reflected in the pupil.

The next second, the entire command center was covered by artillery fire.

Wang Feng witnessed the whole process as if he was watching a movie. The scene of smoke and flames engulfing the battlefield appeared before his eyes.

Earth and rocks flew everywhere, shrapnel splashed everywhere, and the white snow was blown into black mud mist, mixed with the smell of blood and burnt things surging wildly.

Although he was not present at the scene in person, Wang Feng seemed to smell the smell of gunpowder in the air.

The Japanese captain managed to survive. He supported himself with one hand and struggled to stand up, shaking off the broken dirt covering his body. His right arm was blown into a bloody mess, with the bones turned outward.

"idiot."

"Where did the shells come from?"

The captain couldn't figure it out.

All the shells hit the headquarters without any deviation. It definitely couldn't be just luck.

But the command center was in the rear, and the Chinese scouts could not infiltrate at all. The other side did not release any observation balloons, so how did they know the exact coordinates?
"Hurry up, those who are still alive, stand up! Quickly!"

The captain's legs were shaking, he staggered with each step, and shouted in all directions.

The Japanese soldiers stood up immediately after hearing the call.

Whoosh!
The captain heard a familiar sound of breaking air. With the speed of the artillery shells, ordinary humans could not react at all. Before he could turn around, an explosion was heard again on the position.

The Japanese soldier who had just stood up felt dizzy and completely lost consciousness when the explosion sounded in his ears.

After successfully eliminating a high-value stronghold, Wang Feng shifted his focus to the next area.

The mountain artillery battalion followed suit, resolutely carrying out orders and firing round after round of artillery shells according to the coordinates he provided.

Command post, communication position, weapons storage point, and places with dense military presence
On the east bank of the Chi River, the Japanese troops gradually became chaotic.

About 60% of the captains died in the bombardment.

Not to mention the regiment commander, he was the first Japanese officer to be killed after the war began.

The squadron could not contact the brigade, and the brigade could not contact the regiment.

Further up, the brigade headquarters was also actively contacting the attacking regiment, but no matter how they called, there was no response.

On a three-dimensional combat map.

Looking at the chaotic movements of the Japanese troops on the other side of the river, Wang Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Special operations beheading?

Long-range precise positioning and heavy artillery fire coverage are the best decapitation tactics, right?
(End of this chapter)