"The bombing is almost over, right? Why hasn't it started yet?"
Li Liansheng pinched his pocket watch nervously. It was already around 8:20, nearly half an hour later than expected, but the order to fire had not yet been issued.
On the artillery position, 60 howitzers over 105mm have been deployed, and the two 75th mountain artillery battalions are also ready. The artillerymen are doing final pre-war inspections.
Krupp didn't even raise his head, holding a towel in his hand and concentrating on wiping each shell, as if he was caring for a treasure.
"Krupp, please stop pouting and go to the back to ask if there is any problem." Li Liansheng was a little worried and ordered impatiently.
"What could go wrong? I've already made two or three trips. It's hard to go again." Krupp shook his head and said with lingering fear.
"Who asked you to ask Jun Zuo about the roasted leg of lamb as soon as you entered? If you don't get kicked out, who will? Damn it..."
"Captain! Telegram from headquarters!"
At this time, the telegraph operator hurried over, holding a telegram and panting: "Regiment...Regiment Commander, Jun Zuo orders the artillery regiment to attack the Japanese army immediately!"
finally come!
Li Liansheng's eyes lit up, and Krupp next to him moved faster, and ran out quickly before he could speak.
Rolling his eyes helplessly, Li Liansheng immediately raised his arms and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Attention, all gunners, attack all targets at the maximum rate of fire and with full firepower according to the calibrated elements!"
"Everyone move, hurry up, hurry up!"
"Report to the leader, No. 1 is in position... No. 3 is in position... No. 9 is in position..."
The artillery gates quickly got into position, and the shells were quickly loaded into the breechblocks. The black muzzles were all pointed at the Japanese position.
At this moment, the scene seemed to be frozen. The soldiers looked solemn, and their eyes were locked on their respective artillery, just waiting for an order to fire fully.
Li Liansheng clenched his fists in excitement. Looking back on the wasted first half of his life, now he has become a commander commanding hundreds of cannons in combat. The sadness and hardship in this can't help but make people sigh with emotion.
He shook his head vigorously, cleared his mind to stop his random thoughts, and raised the command flag in his hand high... Today has only one purpose, and that is to give the Japanese a taste of hell.
"put!"
boom!
boom!
boom……! !
The earth-shattering roar made people's eardrums swell. Everyone opened their mouths wide and covered their ears tightly. The feeling of a hundred cannons firing in unison can only be said in one damn word: ring!
The dense barrage instantly covered the Japanese position like a blanket. The soil was flying, and countless bullet points erupted with blazing fire. Apart from the deafening noise, no sound could be heard on the battlefield.
At the same time, the Indian troops stationed in the north of Myitkyina also began to shell it. Even the 71st Army led by Yu Xiaoqing concentrated all its artillery and poured artillery shells on the Japs' position mindlessly.
Scenes of hundreds of large-caliber artillery salvos are not common on Asian battlefields. The little Japanese who had just been wiped out by bombers enjoyed this special treatment.
The Japanese army's position was filled with flying sand and rocks, filled with gunpowder smoke, and soul-stirring loud noises shot straight into the sky. Bloody mud and scorched earth wrapped around the broken limbs and arms were flying around, making people despair like Shura purgatory.
"Xiao Lin, get into the bunker quickly!"
In the trench, Cao Changwu Muranojiro looked anxious and kept pushing a young Japanese soldier, eager to ask him to leave this place of right and wrong.
His position already belonged to the innermost defensive position of Myitkyina, but what people didn't expect was that it would also be bombarded.
Xiao Lin adjusted his glasses, which had already cracked several times. The screams of the soldiers around him and the death-like explosions stimulated his fragile nerves all the time. He shuddered when he thought of his comrades who had just been blown to pieces. My legs couldn't stop shaking.
"Hayaku! Cheer up, Xiaolin! Let's go!"
Wu Cun grabbed Xiao Lin by the collar and carried him forward like a chicken. If it weren't for the sake of his fellow villagers, he really wouldn't want to care about this cowardly guy.
Hot sand continued to fall from the top of the head, as if it was burying the person alive. Takemura knew very well that if he stayed here any longer, he would be gambling with his life on whether the cannonball would hit his head. Looking at the situation in front of him, the probability was quite high.
The density of artillery fire was so great that except for fortifications and bunkers made of reinforced concrete, no other place was safe. Even if you were hiding in a trench dug two meters underground, if you were unlucky, you would be directly hit by a large-caliber howitzer. People and guns would be taken away in a wave without saying a word.
By coincidence, a cannonball suddenly exploded in front of them. Although it was still several meters away, the huge shock wave also knocked the two of them to the ground.
"ah!"
Wu Cun lay on the ground with his mouth wide open and shouted with difficulty, but there was only a buzzing in his ears and he could not hear any other sounds. His mind felt dizzy and painful as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.
"Ah...my feet..."
Looking at Xiao Lin beside him, this idiot was lying on his back and squirming hard. He was obviously still alive, but his foot seemed to be sprained.
Fortunately, the rock wall at the corner of the trench blocked all the flying shrapnel for them, otherwise both of them would have been disabled at such a close distance.
Wu Cun shook his dizzy head and got up from the ground with all his strength. In a moment, cold sweat had soaked his back. Just now... death was so close to him.
"Chewing a lot of horses... Takemura-kun, please help me!" Xiaolin grabbed Takemura's pants with his hand.
Wu Cun kicked the opponent away. At this moment, he was extremely frightened. The fear of death affected his entire brain. Now he just wanted to escape from this place quickly, and he could not care about the lives of others.
"Amero! Help me, Takemura-kun!"
Xiao Lin wailed in despair, but his feet were too weak and he couldn't use any strength at all. He could only watch the back of his companions leaving.
"call out…"
The whistling sound in his ears became louder and louder. Wu Cun, who had not even run a few steps before he got up, was shocked. The murderous sound made him stand on his back instantly, and the shell exploded in front of him before he could react.
boom!
A 155mm grenade just happened to land in the trench in front. This time Wu Cun had no such good luck. The terrifying shock wave swept towards him with deadly shrapnel. Wu Cun only felt that his eyesight went dark and he didn't know anything anymore. The huge power of the shell directly left a large crater seven to eight meters wide in place.
Xiao Lin on the ground also lost consciousness in the explosion of fire.
Scenes like this were staged everywhere on the Jaap positions. Countless Japanese soldiers were killed and injured. However, compared to their companions who were burned alive by American gasoline bombs, being killed by artillery shells now was at least less painful.
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