Three hours seems like a lot.
I can watch several episodes of the series and play several games.
But not that much.
I couldn’t watch two movies and couldn’t memorize thirty words (who knows the pain of poor English?).
Even less so when it comes to the military.
Although one second can determine victory or defeat, that refers to the combat stage.
The previous preparation phase was often measured in days and months.
During World War II, the marching speed of armies around the world was 8-10 hours a day, advancing 40 kilometers a day.
The speed of the heavy artillery troops had to be halved and halved again.
Fortunately, thanks to the Japanese, their field heavy artillery units all use the best mules and horses.
In the age of hot weapons, what is the best horse?
Those who are not afraid of the sound of gunfire are the best!
The ambush soldiers took advantage of the mule cart that was still functioning without much effort.
Together with the four trucks brought by the factory, these weapons were finally transported to the village within three hours.
Under Zhu Han's personal demonstration, the eyes of the soldiers in the artillery training class shone brightly.
This fucking thing is called a cannon. What is a 60mm small water pipe? Not familiar!
"Have all the villagers evacuated?"
"Don't worry, director, we have already arranged for the villagers to evacuate. Now we are the only soldiers left in the whole village!"
"good!"
With the questions and answers, Zhu Han's last worries were gone.
All that's left is to give it a try.
"Order the artillery squad to test fire one round according to the established conditions and fire it!"
"put!"
As the artillery class students pulled hard, the gun rope and the firing rod were pulled down together.
The deafening sound and the dust in the sky immediately drowned everyone.
The projectile weighing 31.1 kilograms roared into the sky at a speed of 540 per second.
Then he plunged into the battlefield 5 kilometers away.
As the thunder-like sound rang in their ears, everyone felt the earth tremble, leaving a deep pit half a man's height and corpses all over the ground.
"Heavy artillery! Only heavy artillery has such power!"
The spirits of the soldiers in the escort team were immediately lifted.
This cannon came too timely, and the originally fierce battlefield was suffocated for a moment because of this cannon.
The 8th company commander quickly shouted back with a hoarse voice: "Scholars! It's your turn to perform!"
The artillery soldiers really hate the commanders calling them that.
Not even as a joke.
I am a warrior, not a sour scholar who can only read books by sages.
But there is no way, people who can even know trigonometric functions and parabolas are considered intellectuals in this era.
In the eyes of the common people, what is he but a scholar?
Fortunately, the artillery squad leader knew that now was not the time to be pretentious, so he hurried up and measured the distance with his thumbs up.
The communications troops also cooperated and transmitted the correction data back to the heavy artillery position.
Just like that, within five minutes, the disgraced artillery squadron students threw more than a hundred 150mm heavy artillery shells at the heads of the Japanese and puppet troops.
The roar of heavy artillery shells is frightening just to hear it.
If such a huge cannonball was hit directly, only half of the minced meat and half of charcoal would be left, and it was impossible to tell the number.
Those a little further away weren't much better.
All the clothes were torn to pieces, but the person was lying there intact.
Torn by the huge shock wave, the fabric was overwhelmed and torn directly to pieces.
But after all, there are only a few shock waves that can be withstood by clothes.
Most of it can only be absorbed by the human body in its flesh and blood.
They looked fine on the outside, but now they were essentially human-shaped bags filled with minced meat, and their internal organs had long been turned into a paste.
But they may not be the worst offenders.
The worst offenders are those who are standing not far away but still alive.
Although their internal organs were not broken into pieces, they were severely damaged, and medicine and stone had no effect.
Now it's just a matter of hanging on.
They were stunned now and their minds went blank.
But as they gradually wake up, the last breath in their chests becomes weaker and weaker.
It is probably the most desperate thing to see your body hurtling toward death and being unable to do anything about it.
But do you think the Eighth Route Army soldiers should lament that life is fragile and short?
fart!
Why did you jackals bring this thing here?
Don't tell me it's for artificial rainfall!
Since you have the intention to kill people and seize land, don't complain that the same method is used on yourself.
I wish you could experience this kind of pain a few more times!
"Old Seven! There's a telegram from the factory director, saying this is the last salvo!"
"Retreat immediately after the heavy artillery fire is extended, and move to the factory director and others!"
The 8th company commander grabbed the 7th company commander who was firing wildly with a machine gun and shouted.
"If you want to leave, you can leave. I will fight them to the end!"
It's no wonder that the commander of the 7th company is like this. At this time, the 7th company has lost most of its members, and the rest are all injured. He wants to avenge the soldiers.
"Old Seven! I know you feel uncomfortable. The situation of our 8th Company is no better than yours, but you are a soldier! Act as ordered!"
"Old Eighth!" The 7th Company Commander broke away from the 8th Company Commander's hand and pointed to the opposite battlefield, "The Japanese have been fooled. If we don't take the opportunity to expand the results, when they come to their senses and bite us, how can we Are you still going to lead the Japanese to where the factory director is?!"
Hearing this, the 8th company commander was also stunned.
Yes, what do their factory guards do?
Fighting Japanese soldiers is a part-time job, a side job, and protecting Zhu Han is the most important thing.
No matter what, Zhu Han's hiding place cannot be exposed. Even if it cannot be hidden, we must try to delay the time for the Japanese to know.
Looking at the stunned 8th company commander, the 7th company commander could not care about him anymore. The war was urgent and he could not waste even a second.
He pulled the machine gun off the tripod and shouted: "Breakmaster, blow the trumpet! From the 7th Company! Charge with me!"
After that, he took the lead and rushed out of the trench in one stride.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the 8th company commander couldn't bear it any longer.
He took off the military cap on his head and threw it to the ground: "Damn it, it's too much, the Eighth Company! You can't be compared with the Seventh Company, get in front of them!"
"yes!"
"Come on!"
Crazy, all crazy!
Eighth Route Army actually dared to charge at an enemy several times his own size!
But with the blessing of adrenaline, the soldiers had long forgotten what fear was.
I just felt that the wind had stopped, the rain had calmed down, and even the bullets hitting my body didn't hurt at all.
All that is left in the world is the panicked enemy in front of you and the weapons in your hands.
Each one was covered in blood, like a murderous god.
In a daze, they seemed to feel that their whole life was just for this moment.
To drag the invaders to hell!
As soon as the front-footed Xu Jin barrage passed, the rear-footed Eighth Route Army soldiers came in front of them.
With such perfect coordination of infantry and artillery, who the hell would believe that it was a spontaneous act by the soldiers?
As the attacker, the Japanese army did not build any trenches or bunkers at all.
It was simply deliberately cooperating with the eight-pronged bombardment to make the already powerful heavy artillery even more effective.
Facing the enemy who was surrounded by bombs, the soldiers had no sympathy, no pity, and no mercy. They only greeted the opponent with the warmest bullets.
kill!
kill!
kill!
When the bullets from the machine gun in his hand ran out, the 7th company commander threw the gun directly to the ground, grabbed the bayonet-mounted rifle on the corpse next to him, and continued to pounce on the next enemy.
Others followed suit, and everyone seemed to have endless energy.
When the heavy artillery stopped roaring and the smoke dissipated slightly, they discovered that the scenery on the opposite side was full of life, and where was there any shadow of the enemy?
There were more than a hundred of them, and they killed through the position of 2,000 people!
"Turn back! Fight back!"
"yes!"
…
In ancient times, Zhao Zilong went in and out seven times. That was because he was the only one.
The factory guard team of more than 100 people, coupled with the blessing of thermal weapons, more than 100 people managed to exert the momentum of 10,000 people.
After killing two people in a position of 2,000 people, the enemy couldn't stand it anymore.
The puppet soldiers who finally came to their senses immediately raised their guns and surrendered.
Where are the Japs?
Haha, the factory guards don’t accept Japanese prisoners!
In a word, all the puppet soldiers who want to surrender can stab you in the vital points of the still-living Japanese and spare your life.
"Tie their hands, carry the loot, and remember to separate the bullets!"
"yes!"
They created a miracle in military history. With less than 200 people, they launched a charge against nearly 2,000 enemy troops.
Not only did he win, he also captured five times as many prisoners as himself.
I am afraid that such a victory would not be written in a storybook.
But after calming down, the 8th company commander still felt guilty.
"Old Seven, although we won the battle, disobedience on the battlefield is no joke. Think about how to explain it to the factory director."
"What's the explanation? I'm not going to accept your order. Besides, the order is for us to retreat, and it doesn't mention how to retreat, right?"
The 8th company commander was stunned: "Is this even possible?"
The 7th company commander ignored him at all and went to check on the prisoners.
The 8th company commander was left alone in the wind.
"This explanation... doesn't seem to be impossible..."
The 8th company commander suddenly trembled.
its not right! How could an honest person like me, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, learn this trick?
Am I influenced by Lao Qi?
No, he doesn't have that much face.
Factory director!
Yes, it must be the factory director!
As a restless master, he and his men also became restless.
I should call this red person close to red.
Hehe, there was a pun...
If Zhu Han knew what the 8th company commander thought at this time, he would point at him tremblingly and repeat some incomprehensible words in his mouth:
"How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"
