No matter how hard Tiyachenko and Aitorin tried, they never imagined that the war would break out in this way. There was no encouragement from the soldiers before the war, no programmed battle, and no assembly of large corps. The war was just a round of artillery. The shooting began. ( advertise
The two artillery positions were alternately firing and preparing for war. Boxes after boxes of shells were pried open. The loader's arms were numb from fatigue, and the artilleryman's voice was hoarse.
"One artillery regiment loads and fires! Continue to load and fire extended fire, add five elevation angles to fire, fire, fire."
"The Second Artillery Regiment, aim at the Amur Gulf, shoot at the enemy warships, follow my command and fire intensively! Fire!"
The rumbling sound of cannons deafened countless people's ears, and all the anger accumulated over the winter was released at this moment.
This is the largest artillery bombardment in human history. This is a brutal and inhumane bombing that has never been seen in the history of European artillery. I am afraid that when the artillery god Napoleon is reborn, he will also be amazed at the density of such firepower coverage.
Artillery battles at the end of the 19th century had always been about firing four or five rounds, seven or eight rounds, and then relying on infantry to charge upwards. Even in the most critical decisive battle in the Austro-Prussian War, the longest artillery fire coverage was only one hour. That’s all.
Today, Long Ye created a miracle. He wanted to use 120 artillery pieces to pour 60,000 rounds of artillery shells in 24 hours, and the target area was nothing more than a simple half-timbered fortress.
There are 2,500 artillery shells flying over the enemy's head every hour. The quality of artillery in this era is far inferior to that of the 21st century. The barrel has to rest after firing three or four rounds to let the barrel cool down. Moreover, the artillery does not control the retreat technology. Everything relies on the frame. retreat.
The frequency of firing of this kind of artillery requires frequent adjustment of the angle of the gun mount, and vibration will reduce the accuracy of the artillery. [Fast updates, clean website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it]
No one has ever dared to use artillery like this. Even Xiao Letian probably wouldn't dare to make such a bold attempt. Only Mr. Long, who was born in a green forest tycoon, can be so domineering.
"Morale is what matters to the end of a battle! It's like a duel between masters. You can't lose your momentum from the beginning! Just because they don't dare to think about it and can't think of it, we have to do this even more."
"Bah, you Rakshasa ghosts are crazy, then I will be a hundred times, a thousand times crazier than you! Keep shooting, don't stop!"
The crazy shelling completely dumbfounded the Russian army in Vladivostok. The soldiers hiding in the corner thought that after three or four rounds of volleys, the enemy infantry would rush up. However, they did not expect that there would be more behind them. The deafening sound of the artillery made their eardrums pierce. pain.
After ten rounds of shelling, some commanders thought it was time for the enemy to charge. As a result, they just pulled the soldiers out of the bunker and climbed onto the wall. As a result, there were several more rounds of volley fire, and the explosion of fire swallowed up countless lives. .
After twenty rounds of volleys, the Chinese should have stopped now. As a result, Aitorin had just ordered the sailors to prepare to go ashore for support. As soon as the two companies of troops came up, they heard another roar in the distance, and the flames of the explosion suddenly rushed out. The strength of two companies was scattered.
They collapsed. The shelling had just lasted for four hours when countless Russian soldiers collapsed. They covered their ears and screamed, "Oh God! Are these Chinese people finished? Are they finished?"
"Cowards! If you dare, come up and fight with bayonets, cowards!"
What answered him was not the roar of charging with bayonets, but the continuous sound of artillery, and another round of volleys covered it. The company commander in the bunker rushed out with a quick stride and threw the crazy soldier to the ground, beating and scolding him.
"Idiot! Bastard! Do you want to die? Are you going out to die?" the officer cursed.
But the soldier could no longer hear him. Blood oozed from his ears and his eardrums had ruptured.
"Counterattack! Counterattack immediately! As for Aitorin, it depends on your navy's artillery now. Only the number of your artillery can suppress the enemy. You must reduce the pressure on the army." Diyachenko roared and ordered from the bunker.
The messenger walked through the city under gunfire. When he came to the bay to deliver the order to the naval commander, he was firmly rejected by Aitorin.
The grieving and angry messenger ran away from the gap between the artillery fire again. As soon as he entered the headquarters, he shouted, "Report to the general! General Aitorin rejected your order and he will never fire artillery."
"What? Are you an idiot? I am the commander-in-chief of the Far East Theater, and he dares to disobey my orders?"
"Report to General, Aitorin said that the navy's artillery shell reserves are limited. If we launch them now, when the enemy infantry attacks, we will have no shells to use!"
"What's more, if we choose to bombard the enemy's artillery positions, then the navy ships will have to adjust their positions. If we can bomb them, they can also bomb the navy! This kind of bombardment is a disadvantage."
"Asshole!" Diyachenko rushed up and slapped him twice in the face with his bow. "I don't want to listen to his explanation. What I want is to execute the order! If the navy doesn't fire, I will shoot him!"
Diyachenko grabbed the orderer's lapel and said sadly, "Tell Aitorin, now is not the time to consider the number of artillery shells. The Chinese's intention is very clear. They just want to crush our last morale with long artillery fire! If the army The last bit of morale is gone, how many waves of enemy attacks can we withstand?"
"Now we are no longer thinking about how to win and how to defend it. The most important thing for us now is to delay time. We have to delay the reinforcement cavalry regiment coming from Central Asia!"
Blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the messenger. He took a step back and saluted a military salute, "Yes, General!" After saying that, he turned around and rushed into the smoke of the city.
The lonely figure walked through the firelight. After he brought the commander's original words to Aitorin, the navy commander was silent. The messenger suddenly took out the pistol in his waist and pointed it at Aitorin's head. .
"I'm sorry, General! I can go to a military court for the following crimes, but I think General Diyachenko is right. In this land of the Far East, it is impossible for us to win with more than 10,000 troops. We can only delay it for a long time. Time, wait for the arrival of the Central Asian Cavalry Regiment."
"As long as the cavalry regiment crosses the Amur River, even if we are all killed in battle, the mission has been completed! Please, fight back, for the sake of His Majesty! For the sake of God!"
The surrounding naval officers pointed their pistols at the messenger. Aitorin was shocked. He stretched out his hand to hold the barrel of the gun against his head and gently put it down.
"Brave soldiers, go and give orders to the general. The navy is willing to use up the last cannonball."
"Thank you, General! Thank you, General!" The messenger turned around and ran away, but this time his luck came to an end. Just within the sight of the naval officers and soldiers, a cannonball hit him right next to him, and the blast of air swallowed up the whole thing. A soldier, no bones left.
Etolin's eyes were wet, and he yelled, "Fight back! Navy fire back! Get into firing position and fire!"
