More than 90% of the soldiers in the First Expeditionary Team are veterans who have served for more than one year. All sergeants and officers have participated in the security war in Hainan or water operations in the Pearl River Delta. Although they appeared slightly under the sudden bombardment of the second artillery shell, There was a commotion, but they still maintained their formation. The officers drew their command swords one after another, ran to the front and shouted the command loudly:
"Keep formation!"
"One two one! One two one!"
"Don't look around!"
Every officer who has the authority to hang the command knife is trying his best to show his courage without fear. At this moment, the third cannon shot was heard on the city, and the 24-pound shells flew towards the team with a sharp whistling sound." "novel. [Read the latest chapter] Shi Zhiqi felt a chill on his spine and sweat on his forehead, but as long as he flinched even a little bit at this moment, his morale would immediately plummet - bìjìng In the past few years, the veteran has been touted as a myth, and he has been naturalized. People look upon them like gods.
The key is that you must not lose the chain. Shi Zhiqi immediately took out the pipe from his arms and wanted to take out a match to light it. He touched his hand several times but couldn't hold the match, so he had to bite the pipe and tilted his head: "Light it!"
Seeing how calm and composed the leader was, the pángbiān orderly was filled with admiration and immediately lit the corn pipe. Shi Zhiqi finished smoking his pipe, waved his horsewhip in a pretentious manner, and strode to the front of the team with his head held high. He faced the soldiers and raised his pipe high. The soldiers and officers immediately turned their attention to him.
At this moment, the third shell landed on the beach not far away, kicking up a lot of sand - it was a solid shell. The soft geological conditions of the beach restricted the beating of the solid shell. Its secondary killing effect is greatly reduced.
Shi Zhiqi slowly and restrainedly put the corn cob cigarette holder into his mouth, took a puff calmly, and said loudly: "Whoever enters the Zhongzuo Institute first. I will give him a puff of this pipe. Whoever caught Zheng Zhilong's gnyd , I will give him this pipe as a prize!"
A burst of cheerful laughter broke out from the ranks of the marines. This time, the fourth shell penetrated the line, killing three soldiers. Sand, gravel and blood flew away. However, the line of marines was as steady as a rock and the spears were stabbed like a forest. The First Expeditionary Team continued to advance slowly across the beach in horizontal formation towards Sojo Castle.
Matos had been observing the impact point of the artillery shells through the telescope. Although the accuracy and range of the two artillery pieces far exceeded his expectations, they penetrated the enemy's line with four consecutive shots. But now it seems that the enemy shows no sign of retreat, and continues to approach the city in a strict formation without fear.
"Keep shooting!" The line in the telescope kept approaching at a steady and uncompromising speed, which made Matos, who had been in battle for a long time, feel a lot of pressure - he had rarely seen nénggòu calm under gunfire after arriving in China. A confident army.
"The training is great. I can keep up with the best German infantry." Matos praised. "Everyone, hurry up and reload!"
Busy. A messenger from the Zheng army came running from the city: "The general has an order! We just hit the enemy with the cannon, and now we will reward you with one tael for each cannon! After that, you will be rewarded with one tael for every enemy you kill!"
"Thank you General for the reward!" Matos said and shouted loudly to spread the reward, knowing in his heart that General Zheng had spent a lot of money this time.
When the black and white gunners heard that Zheng Zhilong had another reward, their blood boiled and they roared wildly: Some of them were runaway slaves, some of them were hard-working European veterans, and the money in their pockets was the most important thing. After a few shots, I was sweating all over. One by one, they took off their shirts and scrubbed the cannon with vinegar as hard as they could. Let the cannons cool down as soon as possible. Matos heard that Chezhidan said that these two cannons can maintain a rate of one shot per minute and shoot for a long time. If rúguǒ is used in combination with vinegar to cool down, the continuous shooting speed can be even faster. . Therefore, no expense was spared to prepare a large amount of vinegar.
At this moment, there was a sound of artillery in the air, and the cannonballs pierced the air, followed by a roar like the arrival of death. Three 70mm brigade guns fired in sequence. The first shot hit the beach in front of the city gate, the second shot directly hit the city wall, blowing the bricks on the city wall to pieces. The third shot roared over the city head and landed inside the city. The explosion killed several civilians under the city who were carrying defensive equipment on the spot.
The three trial 32-year-old brigade guns fired at a distance of 1,500 meters. For rifled guns, direct aim shooting at large fixed targets at this distance can be said to be perfect. At present, all the gun crews of the brigade are personally trained by the teaching team led by Ying Yu. Although they lack modern sighting equipment such as sights, they have achieved very good results with the help of mechanical sights.
With the first round of test firings over, the gunners calibrated the gun based on the point of impact.
Matos on the city wall soon discovered that the artillery shells were flying towards the artillery position with more and more accuracy. Suddenly a artillery shell hit a nearby enemy tower, and several broken bricks flew and hit a gunner. The thick black man quickly He screamed and fell from the city wall. A piece of shrapnel pierced the vinegar jar of the artillery pangbiān, and a large amount of vinegar immediately splashed out, covering the heads and faces of the people in charge.
"We have all turned into fish now." A Portuguese young man said wisely, "If you follow the Chinese way, you have to have some candy..."
Just as a group of people started laughing, another artillery shell flew in and landed among the gunners. The violent explosion immediately gutted several gunners. Shrapnel shot out in all directions, and the gun emplacement was wailing.
Matos was knocked to the ground by the air wave. He quickly got up. Just as he was about to speak, a 70mm grenade fell towards him. He was a professional soldier and reacted quickly. When he heard the intensive whistling sound, he immediately rushed to the ground. Behind the fort closed his eyes. He only heard loud explosions, and waves of air pressed against him. In an instant, he could hardly breathe. Then came a chorus of howls and groans. He opened his eyes again and found that zìjǐ was still alive in the world, and he couldn't help but tremble.
The uniform on his body was torn by the air waves and turned into strips. The gun position was surrounded by smoke. There were dead and wounded people on all sides. Each and every one of them was torn apart by explosions and shrapnel. A black gunner fell at his feet, half of his head cut off by shrapnel, leaving a fully opened mouth, revealing the white teeth inside. Brains and blood splashed all over Matos. He barely used his saber to support his body. There were only five people alive who staggered up, and each of them was black and stained with blood.
The two artillery pieces were still intact, but some of their gun mounts were damaged, one gun fell on its emplacement, and some of the solid shells piled nearby were knocked over by the air waves and scattered everywhere. A gunner was pinned under the cannon and was still breathing. He let out a long and short cry for help.
Matos gasped, screamed in terror, and climbed down from the wall on all fours.
It was shíhòu who he escaped. A few minutes later, the first round of 130mm artillery shells from the first team's fire support called by Shi Zhiqi via radio fell towards the city wall. The ten 130mm cannons on the five battleships fired in turn, instantly engulfing the city wall near the gun position in explosions and gunpowder smoke. The ground was shaking, rubble and dust mixed with the flesh and blood of soldiers and civilians, and were thrown to hundreds of people by the air waves. meters away.
Zheng Zhilong's main force was arrayed on the difāng more than a mile away from the city, and he could feel the earth shaking slightly under the artillery fire. The generals around him watched the walls of the city in the middle and left slowly slowly being fired by the gunfire. He collapsed, and he was so nervous that he could no longer force himself to calm down. He saw the expressions of the generals and his subordinates were pale, and the soldiers were in constant commotion. There is no trace of the will to fight just now.
The soldiers of the Kun Thief were still advancing. They walked a full mile on the beach, and were hit by cannons during the process. However, their formation was still stable. Although there were only a small number of people, they were like a stone wall, heavy. The pressure is coming here irresistibly.
The soldiers began to commotion uneasily, and the morale that had been warmed by the silver just disappeared. It was one thing to fight with swords and guns, but it was another thing to be shot to death from a distance. You can neither work hard nor make money.
The generals suppressed them desperately, and soon the first person was dragged out of the queue and beheaded in public, but this did not suppress the growing panic.
The first expedition team approached at a speed of 80 steps a minute to a distance of 400 meters from Zheng's army. Shi Zhiqi ordered the entire army to stand still. The front row is half-kneeling, and the back row is upright.
"The ruler is 400 meters! Prepare - release!"
Two hundred rifles emitted thick white smoke at the same time, and the Zheng family soldiers standing in the front row fell instantly as if they had been struck by a sickle. As if everyone received the same signal, the Zheng family soldiers who were originally in formation collapsed instantly, and the soldiers fled in all directions. The generals quickly led their soldiers to intercept them everywhere, but the troops collapsed like an avalanche, and the servants and servants were instantly trapped by the defeated soldiers and were thrown into disarray.
Seeing that the situation was impossible, the generals persuaded Zheng Zhilong to escape. Zheng Zhilong still didn't give up. The Japanese Guards and the Black Guards were still moving and were still in tight formation. As long as the enemy rushed up, the two sides might still be able to fight in hand-to-hand combat. However, Matos, covered in blood, stumbled over and advised him to escape immediately. , otherwise they may be injured by Australian artillery fire.
"Their cannons can hit farther than we imagined!" Matos said hastily, with a dirty rag wrapped around his head, "They are still aiming their cannons at this place. You have no chance of resisting here." meaningless!"
Tongtaro also came and asked him to escape immediately: "Sir, the situation is overwhelming, please leave quickly, leaving Qingshan without worrying about having no firewood. The final general is willing to stay here at the rear..."
As he was talking, the thief Kun stopped and fired a row of guns. Several of the soldiers and servants beside Zheng Zhilong fell down. After Totaro gave an order, a dozen Japanese soldiers immediately ran over and formed a "human pillar" in front of him. (To be continued...)
