The old devil Jinzhong Wuyi reacted very quickly.
When the shell hit the ground, he turned over and dismounted simultaneously, but the flying shrapnel scratched a hideous wound on his face, and blood trickled out.
He rolled and climbed onto the Type 97 tank.
Although a Type 95 tank in front was hit by a shell.
But obviously, your chances of survival are better in a tank.
However, Tadao Matsui was not merciful. He got into the tank as the shells fell and closed the turret roof tightly.
Takeyoshi Imaka slapped the turret roof violently, but Tadao Matsui refused to open the tank.
He had no choice but to jump off the tank quickly and get under the tank chassis to avoid the gunfire.
At this time, in the sight of Matsui Tadao and Imaka Takeyoshi.
Dense shells fell like raindrops, one after another. The smoke of the explosion had just risen, and the next round of shells fell like raindrops.
At least thousands of artillery shells fell on the heads of the Japanese troops every minute.
The rate of fire of the M1 American mountain gun is 5 rounds per minute, which is 420 rounds for 84 guns.
but.
The rate of fire of the M2 mortar can reach 18-35 rounds. There are more than 200 mortars in total. If each gun is 25 rounds per minute, that is 5,000 rounds.
This means that more than 5,000 shells fall on the heads of the Japanese every minute.
At this time, Tadao Matsui and Takeyoshi Imaka, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but look horrified when they saw the density of shelling.
Was this intensive shelling carried out by Tubal Road?
Even if all the mountain field artillery, infantry artillery, mortars and grenade launchers of the entire 2nd Guards Division were combined, it would be impossible to launch such a bombardment.
Artillery cover.
Tadao Matsui suddenly thought of a word.
However, in front of me, the two Japanese regiments covering more than 7,000 people with artillery fire...
Is it really made up of beggars who have never seen the world, using inferior weapons, extremely short of ammunition, and each soldier can't hold ten rounds of bullets?
Tadao Matsui expressed doubts.
"Your Excellency, Captain?"
The chief of staff, who was the driver in the tank, shouted anxiously.
Your Excellency, the captain, won't be frightened, right?
"Um?"
Tadao Matsui came to his senses.
"Your Excellency, Captain, what should we do now?"
the Japanese chief of staff asked anxiously.
Tadao Matsui said in a hurry: "What should we do? Of course we should immediately call the division commander for tactical guidance!"
Both the front and rear of the tank were shrouded in fire and smoke. With such density of bombardment, it was impossible to see where the eight-way bombardment was coming from.
Even if a counterattack is organized, they don’t know which direction to counterattack.
The Japanese chief of staff did not dare to drive the tank randomly. At this time, everything was in chaos. The tank could run over his own people as soon as the tank opened its tracks.
Such a heavy tank ran over a person's body, turning his body into a pile of minced meat.
I just don't know how many artillery shells the Eighth Route Army has. If there are enough artillery shells, these two regiments may be in trouble today.
Plus 1 search wing, there should be 3 wings.
"Call the division and regiment headquarters, call the division and regiment headquarters!"
Inside the tank, the combat staff picked up the radio and called urgently.
At the same time, in Shangwu Village, the regiment headquarters of the 2nd Guards Division.
Although they were five or six kilometers away, the sound of cannons still rumbled over, like muffled thunder but continuous.
At first, Kunomura Momoyo and Nakazawa Shoichi thought it was thundering, but it was not until the continuous sound of gunfire came that their expressions changed drastically.
The two old Japanese soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles could tell from the sound of the artillery that there were at least thousands of artillery shells exploding every minute.
Such intensive shelling was definitely not carried out by the 2nd and 3rd Wings.
There may only be one.
The 2nd Regiment and the 3rd Regiment were ambushed from eight directions!
"Reporter to the head of the division, Matsui Daizuo wants to speak to you!"
The communications staff officer turned around and stood up, lowering his head to report.
Kunomura Momoyo quickly walked to the table, picked up the receiver, and said in a deep voice: "Moxi Moxi, I am the division commander."
As soon as he finished speaking, the anxious voice of Tadao Matsui rang in his ears: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, the 3rd and 4th Regiments have been shelled, please give me tactical guidance, please give me tactical guidance!"
"Matsui-kun, I know you are in a hurry, please don't be anxious yet."
Kunomura Momoyo said in a deep voice: "Where is the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army and how many guns are there?"
Matsui Tadao said anxiously: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, I...I don't know where the Eighth Route Artillery Position is. The shells seem to be coming from all directions. As for the number of Eighth Route Artillery, I'm afraid there are no less than 500!"
"Nani, 500 doors?" Momoyo Kunomura almost blurted out, "This is impossible!"
Matsui Tadao said: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, I have no intention of arguing with you, but my eyes have turned into a sea of fire. I request tactical guidance!"
Kunomura Momoyo said in a stern tone: "You can't stop where you are. You can only eat shells if you stay where you are!"
"Matsui-kun, I order you to choose a direction and lead the soldiers to attack!"
"I will order the 5th Regiment to support you as soon as possible, and the Mountain Artillery Regiment will also arrive as soon as possible!"
"Hi!" Tadao Matsui could only respond.
Immediately, Goto Juro Ozuo's voice sounded on the radio again, and the content of the report was exactly the same as Matsui Tadao's, requesting tactical guidance.
After hanging up the call, Kunomura Momoyo cursed Baga angrily.
The chief of staff, Nakaze Shougi, said from the side: "Division commander, the Eighth Route Army is quite tolerant. There are so many places where ambush can be carried out, but we actually choose to attack only when we are about to reach the arsenal."
Kunomura Momoyo narrowed his eyes slightly and said urgently: "Nakazawa-kun, immediately order the 5th Regiment to rush to the rescue of the 3rd Regiment and the 4th Regiment."
"Order the division headquarters and mountain artillery unit to move forward immediately."
"At the same time, immediately report the situation here to Commander Shinozuka and request aviation support to destroy the Eighth Route Army's position."
The old devil had already smelled something unusual.
"Hi!" Nakazawa lowered his head, turned around, and first gave orders to the 5th Regiment via radio, and then drafted a telegram and sent it to the First Army Headquarters.
Immediately, the mountain artillery regiment and division headquarters were ordered to move forward immediately.
…
Taiyuan.
First Army Headquarters.
"Report, urgent call from Lieutenant General Nagano of the 2nd Guards Division!"
The communications staff officer walked in and reported while bowing his head to Hideyoshi Kusuyama and Yoshio Shinozuka.
Yoshio Shinozuka stared at the map: "Read it!"
"Hi!"
The communications staff officer took the telegram and read: "The 2nd Guards Division, the search wing, the 3rd wing, and the 4th wing advanced to the Huojiazhuang area 3 kilometers west of the Eighth Route Arsenal, and were attacked by 500 artillery pieces from the Eighth Route Army. Heavy bombardment, the Eighth Route Artillery is fierce, the 5th Wing is speeding up for reinforcements, requesting the headquarters to dispatch aviation to destroy the Eighth Route Artillery position, and assist the 2nd Guards Division in conquering the Eighth Route Arsenal. His Majesty the Emperor is onboard, and the Imperial Japanese Army is onboard!"
"Nani? 500 cannons?" Shinozuka Yitong boy suddenly shrank, his tone of disbelief.
He took the telegram from the communications staff and read it himself to confirm that it was 500 cannons, not 50 cannons.
"How can there be 500 cannons on the Eighth Route Army?"
Kusuyama Hideyoshi said: "Most of them should be mortars, and there probably won't be that many. The mortar production line at the Eighth Route Arsenal has been in operation for almost three months. I think it will be no problem to get 300 mortars together."
"What surprised me was that the Eighth Route Army did not fire these mortars, but concentrated and used 60mm mortars to support the company and platoon levels."
"According to intelligence, the production of eight-way artillery shells has also been greatly increased."
"Even if the Eighth Route Arsenal is captured, the 2nd Guards Division will probably suffer heavy casualties this time."
Neither Shinozuka Yoshio nor Kusuyama Hideyoshi realized that the main force of the Eighth Route Army had returned for reinforcements, and the three regiments of the 2nd Guards Division had entered the pocket formation set up by Li Yunlong.
Yoshio Shinozuka said: "As Lieutenant General Kuno said, immediately order the 8th Flying Squadron to send half of its fighter planes to assist the 2nd Guards Division."
"Hi!" Kusuyama Hideyoshi lowered his head and turned to the communications room to give orders to the aviation troops.
…
Temple top mountain.
Li Yunlong came to the army's ambush position.
Several guards carrying low-power walkie-talkies, high-power walkie-talkies, and radio communication machines followed closely behind them.
Li Yunlong raised his telescope and looked down.
Through the field of view of the telescope, I saw that the canyon below was completely enveloped in fireballs and gunpowder smoke.
In particular, the Canyon Road and its vicinity were the areas targeted by the artillery group, which had turned into a sea of flames.
"Ha ha…"
"More than 300 artillery pieces and more than 50,000 rounds of artillery shells are enough for the little devils to have a full meal."
Li Yunlong grinned at Lao Gao and said loudly.
The only thing that makes Li Yunlong a little regretful is that more than 200 of the 300 artillery pieces are 60mm mortars.
It would be even worse if they were all artillery pieces larger than 75 mm. If tens of thousands of artillery shells hit them, most of the Japanese would be killed or injured.
However, even on this scale, it is the richest battle Li Yunlong has ever fought so far.
at the same time.
Nearly 20,000 Eighth Route Army commanders and fighters were watching the Japanese being bombarded.
At the headquarters of the 1st Attack Group, Ding Wei said loudly: "It's so happy, so damn happy."
At the 2nd Attack Group Headquarters, Kong Jie's whole face turned into a chrysanthemum smile: "It's so fun, this battle is so fun!"
Kong Jie's partner, the political commissar of the Independence Regiment, also sounded excited: "This is the first time I have seen the scene of more than 300 artillery shelling at the same time. It is hard to imagine that this is our Eighth Route Army shelling the Japanese. This happened half a year ago. I can’t even think about it.”
At the 3rd Attack Group Headquarters, Cheng Shifa had an expression of enjoyment on his face: "Haha...covered by artillery fire, this battle was a comfortable one!"
The political commissar of the 772nd Regiment was shocked: "Oh my God, this movement is really big."
…
Zhang Dabiao was carrying a ghost-headed machete.
His body was covered with grenades, and an M40 submachine gun hung on his chest. He was armed to the teeth.
His eyes are extremely sharp.
He bowed and came to Li Yunlong's side: "Commander-in-Chief, why don't you launch a general attack? According to this explosion method, the Japanese will almost die."
"What's the hurry?" Li Yunlong glared at Zhang Dabiao, "Let the cannonballs fly for a while. We don't lack these cannonballs now."
"When you fight in the future, you have to learn a little better. When fighting, you should first cover the enemy with artillery fire."
"The more enemies we kill, the fewer of our soldiers will be sacrificed."
"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao straightened up and immediately looked towards the canyon below.
"Commander in Chief!" Huang Erhu lowered his body and came to Li Yunlong's side, and Zhang Dabiao quickly gave up his position.
"Report to the commander-in-chief, the special forces of the Sharp Sword Squadron reported that the Japs from a regiment in Nangou Village have moved and are rushing towards the battlefield here."
"Well done!" Li Yunlong snorted coldly, "Huzi, bring over the radio."
