The perspective returns to the main battlefield, the 110th Division's howitzer position.
Boom boom boom!
Deafening firing sounds sounded one after another, and the twelve Type 91 105 howitzers continued to output at a rate of six rounds per minute. The overwhelming momentum was quite spectacular even from a distance.
At the same time, the observers of the artillery wing were also actively active.
The Japanese changed their positions from time to time, trying to guide the artillerymen to correct the most suitable shooting points, and strive to kill the Eighth Route Army artillery positions outside Datong.
It's a pity that reality gave them a loud slap in the face. The above-mentioned behavior is destined to be a blind man lighting a lamp in vain.
"Your Majesty Colonel! The enemy's position is hidden very deep. It's obviously under the guidance of professionals."
"Our long-range firepower is severely insufficient, and it is almost impossible to completely suppress the Eighth Route Army's artillery. The current results have reached the limit of the wing."
After the report, the Japanese staff officer lowered his head and stood at attention, assuming a posture of being beaten.
But he never expected that his immediate superior did not get furious as before, but instead nodded calmly.
This was not because Haruji Taniguchi suddenly changed his character, but that the current situation was completely within the old devil's expectation.
The 105mm howitzers of our own regiment indeed have an advantage in terms of performance, and can even defeat the Eighth Route Army with a range difference of two to three kilometers.
But now each artillery team lacks the most critical field of vision. In a sense, it is no different from a blind man. The shells fired are more likely to make the opponent throw a rat weapon.
If this were placed in the Minsk Shipyard or the health bar world, it would be equivalent to a sudden death of one's own enemy vehicle or expulsion at the beginning.
Without a field of vision, units that can deal damage can naturally only draw their swords and look around in confusion. The limit is to blindly fire a few shots at an area where enemies are suspected.
If it can interfere with the enemy's shooting rhythm or force the Eighth Route Army to move its position, it will be a great tactical victory.
"It's okay. Let the Type 91 105mm howitzer continue to fire at the current frequency. We have brought a lot of artillery shells this time, and we have plenty of time to play with the enemy."
"After my order, the mountain and field artillery immediately switched fire and focused on opening attack channels for the 108th and 133rd brigades, trying to allow the infantry to launch a charge in fifteen minutes."
Upon hearing this, the staff officer immediately picked up the phone and started assigning tasks.
The entire artillery regiment was divided into two with a clear division of labor. One part conducted artillery battles to suppress the opponent as much as possible, and the other part used full firepower to destroy the defenses in the north of the city.
As rounds of shells streaked across the sky, Haruji Taniguchi sighed to himself.
This situation filled the heads of the staff officers with questions. After a while, the Japanese major who was not afraid of death took the initiative and said:
"Your Majesty Colonel, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"
"I don't understand what could cause you trouble. After all, judging from the current overall situation, our division is the dominant side."
As soon as he said this, the old devil glanced at the other party with an idiot look.
As an artillery commander who worked his way up from the grassroots level, he had just estimated the number of the opponent's 75mm barrel guns through the computing power he had developed on the battlefield.
About, fifty doors or so.
This number has far exceeded the ordinary Class B divisions, and even the Class A divisions ranked at the bottom do not have such firepower.
What's more, several years of war have exhausted the military potential of my younger brother's country. Now the entire army's weapons production capacity is slightly weak, especially large-caliber heavy artillery, which is extremely difficult to replenish.
As for the speed of research and development of new weapons, it is extremely slow.
The Type 1 self-propelled artillery, which has been given high hopes by the base camp, is a small-caliber self-propelled artillery that has been badly played by European powers. It has been struggling for more than two years and still cannot produce an early test vehicle. It is simply embarrassing for industrial countries to tell it.
On the other hand, the Eighth Route Army's artillery firepower has come from behind. It has a vague demeanor of a great power, and its war potential is bottomless.
Not to mention the huge number of French field guns, the recently emerged 120mm mortars alone cannot be underestimated.
Although mortars were originally designed to follow infantry and support infantry, they were not very suitable for artillery duels. But when fighting in mountains with a range of nearly eight thousand meters, what is the difference between it and mountain artillery?
Just by relying on their numbers, they can blast the Type 94 mountain cannon.
Our only advantage now is the Type 91 105mm howitzer and some large-caliber old-fashioned artillery left before the outbreak of the war.
Besides, who can ensure that the Eighth Route Army does not have larger caliber barrel guns?
According to the current development of the situation, there may be a spectacular scene of the Schneider M1929 105mm howitzer confronting the Type 91 105mm howitzer in the future.
what is this?
Dad hits his son? Or face the tauren?
"In this battle, we must eliminate the Eighth Route Army entrenched in various parts of Jin Province."
"This is not only related to the face of the Army, but also involves the trend and development of our country in the next few years."
"The enemy's war potential is really terrifying. If we allow them to continue to develop, it will undoubtedly be a recipe for disaster. I have always had an ominous premonition that the enemy is likely to use a 105 or even 155 mm weapon next year."
As soon as these words came out, the staff officer on the side immediately fell into deep thought.
Even now, he still doesn't understand where the other party came up with so many artillery pieces.
Mortars are okay, after all, this craft can be regarded as an analogy. Soldiers who can fight 60mm mortars can use 120mm mortars with a little training.
But the cannon is completely different. To use it proficiently requires the integration of multiple subjects, which cannot be achieved in a short time.
Could it be?
The Eighth Route Army also has a professional artillery school?
"That's it, focus on winning Datong first, otherwise everything will be in vain."
"Contact the 108th and 133rd Brigades and ask their infantry to search for the enemy's artillery positions as much as possible during the charge. If those field artillery and mortars are not dealt with, there will be endless trouble."
"Hi!"
Suddenly, a strange buzzing sound came from the southwest sky.
Although Taniguchi Haruji has not yet seen the specific target, he has already foreseen what will happen next as he has experienced the battlefield.
The old Japanese went straight to the command room without saying a word, grabbed the phone from the hands of the communications soldier and began to give orders.
"Everyone stop shelling! Mountain and field artillery squadrons, bring ammunition and move their positions immediately! The howitzer positions are hidden on the spot, and all orders are carried out according to the pre-war plan!"
"Contact the anti-aircraft artillery brigade and ask them to take the initiative to fire to attract the attention of enemy planes! Buy time for our wing to retreat!"
"Baga! What the hell is the Army Air Force doing? Isn't that Heijiang Yasuhiko patting his chest and promising that he will definitely contain the Eighth Route Army's air force in the next few days?"
In fact, the Army Aviation of the North China Front had done their best. In order to prevent the ground troops from being bombed during the offensive, they dispatched nearly 500 sorties in just two days.
It's a pity that both the newly appointed Sugawara Michio and Kuroe Yasuhiko underestimated the Eighth Route Army's determination to protect the people.
If you dare to attack unarmed civilians, you will die without mercy!
In this battle royale with great disparity in strength, Army Aviation exchanged for the short-term safety on the ground at the cost of thirty-five fighter planes.
After severely damaging the enemy, the Eighth Route Army's air force can naturally free up more energy to support friendly forces. The first batch of liberated combat capabilities was the close support aircraft fleet.
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In the sky, sixteen Typhoon fighter jets entered the battlefield from the southwest of Datong.
They had a clear target, as if they were carrying a complete picture hanging, and headed straight for the artillery position behind the 110th Division.
"Follow me to the first squadron to kill the Japanese 105 howitzers. The second and third squadrons will deal with the enemy's mountain and field artillery. After dumping all the ammunition, they can leave the battlefield on their own."
"The fourth squadron is on standby to guard against enemy anti-aircraft artillery units and fighter jets."
“Everyone maintains communication throughout the entire process, and reports to me at any time if there are any discoveries or accidents, and the action begins!”
"receive!"
Upon arriving in the combat airspace, the radio silence was lifted, and Fang Ziyi immediately assigned tasks to each formation.
A moment later, the air force comrades dived into the Japanese artillery position in groups of four. Coupled with the Typhoon fighter's unique chin-type air inlet, the momentum is not to mention how ferocious it is.
After reaching the bombing height, the Typhoons suddenly pulled up the nose and began to climb.
Four 227-kilogram aerial bombs landed on the 105 howitzer position without any suspense. The Japanese who were still dreaming about artillery doctrine instantly suffered numerous casualties.
The "precious" howitzer turned into parts and molten iron splashing around, becoming a murderous weapon that devours the master.
This thing is not the frontal armor of the Yamato main turret. It will basically "melt at a touch" when encountering unreasonable aerial bombs.
Those deep pits dug according to the regulations are like open urns at this moment. The attack from the opposite ground licking machine could only barely collect some of the dusty remains and parts.
The soldiers who came to support the Datong battlefield this time are all the elite backbones of the future Air Force 2 Division, and each of them has a special liking for close support.
Talent and sweat have resulted in a three-for-four shooting percentage. The only one that missed the target also caused a lot of casualties.
"Huh?"
"Why didn't you die in the explosion? Where did the little devil hide the shell?"
It was obvious that Fang Ziyi was a little dissatisfied with the results of the attack just now.
Although he killed a 105 howitzer with one shot, the spectacular scene of detonating the ammunition depot did not happen.
A moment later, the Typhoon fighter numbered 192 began to dive again, this time targeting an artillery position that it thought was successfully disguised.
"Dong dong dong!"
The dull sound of western artillery sounded, and the camouflage cloth on the ground was torn into large holes, with a lot of pieces of meat and blood flying out during the process.
As a ground-licking machine with excellent performance, Typhoon has four 20mm Hispano cannons, each with an insane 120 rounds of ammunition.
Under the blows of four Vulcan whips, the artillerymen of the 110th Division went to see the Locust one after another.
In a sense, those Japanese who died on the spot were considered lucky. After all, there was nothing more desperate than lying in pieces of meat and waiting to die.
Machine guns are not the main dish of this attack.
The rockets that followed were the gifts carefully prepared by Fang Ziyi for the enemy.
"Boohoo!"
As the owner of the fighter plane pressed the launch button, the red sun, which was enough to pry open the Tiger tank's head, flew towards the position below. The North China Eagle's performance was still stable, with four rockets divided into two groups and hitting the target area.
"boom!"
As a man who aspires to be like Rudel, Fang Ziyi has uncompromising qualities.
It was a mistake to miss your ammunition depot just now. Now just use more difficult rockets to make up for it. It will definitely make the devils below worth the price.
Since you sacrificed your lives to join in the fun, I have to give you a grand burial.
In order to support the 26th Division and the Cavalry Group, the 110th Division carried multiple bases of artillery shells.
Although not all of these ammunition are placed in the position, the unused portion on site can definitely be used by the three lieutenant generals to release a large bomb that is not inferior to the three-type incendiary shot shells.
Looking at the masterpiece of his team leader, a pilot from Shanxi said excitedly:
"Fang Team! You are really awesome."
"No one in our Air Force can replicate the crisp and accurate rocket shot just now with more than five fingers."
"Now I understand why Principal Chang and Team Wang chose you to be the commander of the Second Division. Just this double attack on the Japanese's mind and body is enough for me to learn for a lifetime."
As soon as these words came out, Fang Ziyi in the cockpit smiled and shook his head.
Oh my conscience, he is a good young man and he has no habit of killing his enemies. The main reason is that the bodies of the Japs are too fragile and cannot even withstand an aircraft cannon or a rocket.
During the conversation, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of his team members.
That method is exactly the same as his own, and even a layman can tell that the two come from the same school.
"My dear comrade, you are the real floor licking wizard!"
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When the entire 105 howitzer position suffered a devastating blow, the anti-aircraft artillery unit at the rear belatedly began to counterattack.
As the strongest B division of the Guard Command, the 110th Division has a complete range of anti-aircraft weapons, ranging from the small-caliber 96-type artillery to the large-caliber 99-type 88mm anti-aircraft gun.
When the comrades in the Air Force were preparing to dive again and use the remaining ammunition to launch a fatal blow to the enemy, an anti-aircraft fire network composed of black clouds appeared in the sky.
Although the Typhoon was originally used by the Eighth Route Army as a close support aircraft, its speed is not at all slower than the fastest fighter aircraft of the current era.
The Showa anti-aircraft can't even hit the boss of the Hawker Three Winds, and it's even more ridiculous to think of using anti-aircraft guns to kill the Typhoon.
"Fourth Squadron, your target has appeared. Give us at least one minute."
"Just leave one-tenth of the artillery shells, aerial bombs, and rockets, take action!"
After receiving the order from the team leader, the four Typhoon fighter jets took action immediately. Relying on their own speed, they gracefully passed through the anti-aircraft barrage composed of black clouds.
Under the control of elite pilots, the fighter planes are as agile as falcons, and can even seize the opportunity to straf the ground with Western artillery. (End of chapter)
