War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 484 The reason why artillery cannot die (thanks to the reward from 'book friends'!)

"report!"

In the old temple, torches were lit. The chaotic times had made the common people forget about gods and Buddhas, so the painted statues were covered with dust. A huge spider web was formed on the face of the statue from the curtain in front of the Guan Gong statue. I wonder if Guan Gong could still see the words in the Spring and Autumn Annals.

Xu Chaoyang, wearing his commander's uniform, stood with his hands behind his back under the statue of Guan Gong. He felt that this temple was very suitable and matched the hustle and bustle of the battlefield.

"speak!"

Wang Tianhao now has his own style, and he glanced at the communications soldiers as a staff officer of the regiment.

"The divisional headquarters sent a message saying that the Japanese reinforcements defeated the 87th, 88th, 36th and other German-equipped divisions in Shanghai. Generals from all over the country are sending the troops that have arrived in Songhu to the battlefield. The battle is becoming increasingly fierce."

"The Nationalist government's United Front Work Department blamed the 67th Army for the defeat..." The communications soldier didn't dare to say any more and looked up at Xu Chaoyang, who had never turned around.

Wang Tianhao asked anxiously: "Just tell me!"

His voice caused Qu Yong, Shen Guaizi and other soldiers from Xu Chaoyang's guard platoon who were responsible for protecting the regiment headquarters to turn around.

"They said the commander was, was... a deserter from the Battle of Shanghai. If it weren't for Commander Xu taking the 67th Army with him, the Battle of Shanghai would not have been completely defeated despite the great victory. And they still said..."

Xu Chaoyang turned around. He also wanted to act kind, but he didn't have the talent. When he frowned a little, the soldiers were so scared that they dared not open their mouths. He looked like an angry King Kong.

“It also said that the 67th Army and the Northeast Army were not worthy of being a soldier, and the 67th Army designation would be revoked.”

The number...is gone!
At once, everyone in the regiment looked at Xu Chaoyang.

What a great move!
Xu Chaoyang has just inherited the leadership of the Northeast Army, and you have announced a change of dynasty, right?

You just wiped out the anti-Japanese reputation that Xu Chaoyang had fought for in the Northeast with just one sentence, didn't you?

But the common people of this era just believe this!

They admire those who have been evil all their lives and finally put down their butcher knives; but they are still resentful of the little evil deeds done by those who have been good all their lives!

Human hearts are like this.

Moreover, judging from the literal meaning of the KMT propaganda, Xu Chaoyang took away the 67th Army. How would that be viewed by the common people? You took away a whole army! And you took away a whole army from the Battle of Songhu. If you are not a deserter, what are you? !

"You came directly from the division headquarters?"

Xu Chaoyang asked the communications soldier.

The signalman responded: "Yes, the division commander also asked our people to block the news..."

"Can it still be blocked?"

Xu Chaoyang was happy.

He could understand the reasons and intentions of the commander of the 115th Division to adopt this attitude, but it was useless. The 115th Division was not the only one on the Shanxi battlefield. Shouldn't the news be passed on to the Kuomintang government?
Wang Tianhao said as a staff officer: "Captain, we have to continue to block the news in this situation, at least until the battle at Tuanchengkou is over..."

"report!"

A soldier walked into the Laoye Temple Regiment Headquarters again: "Report to the regiment commander, Tuanchengkou - the 84th Division has been defeated!"

At this moment, Xu Chaoyang put aside all distractions and stretched out his hand to hold the table carried from the statue. On the long table was a map with both ends drooping to the ground. The geographical location shown on the table was Tuanchengkou.

"The Kuomintang troops were attacked from both sides by the Japanese. A Japanese troop suddenly appeared from behind. The 17th Division of the 84th Army was busy avoiding the artillery fire and was rushed into the position by the Japanese. When they turned back to resist, Miura Toshiji led his Japanese troops to rush up. The 84th Division was defeated across the board. The 84nd Regiment of the th Division was surrounded. Gao Guizi returned to the encirclement twice. In addition, the nd Regiment had an urgent desire to survive, so they broke through the encirclement and evacuated along the slope below the battalion commander Chang."

Xu Chaoyang looked down at the map, pointed at Wang Tianhao without raising his head and asked: "Tell me again the weapon configuration that Chang Zhan took away from the regiment..."

"Where's the gun?"

Chang Zhan watched with his own eyes as the plaster flag was planted on the high point of Tuanchengkou from the top of the hill. He also saw the Japanese invaders all over the mountain jumping like ants at a very long distance. Although he could not hear the other side's cheers, he still knew what this action represented.

The other side was celebrating, celebrating that they were able to pin the 84nd Regiment of the th Division on their positions and make it impossible for them to move with the uninterrupted support of artillery and air bombing. The bullshit "Bushido" spirit they talked about had never been displayed on the battlefield. Otherwise, they should have rushed towards the positions with guns in hand instead of doing these tricks.

After the Japanese invaders seized the position and did not encounter any counterattack, one Japanese army unit after another climbed to the top of the hill. When the Japanese planes were about to return and just flew over Tuanchengkou, they waved to the sky.

At that moment, the Japanese soldiers stood densely on the mountains, like ants moving before the rain came... there must be four or five thousand of them.

tom!
At this moment, the sound of the Type 92 infantry gun finally rang out!

tom!tom!tom!
tom!tom!tom!
tom!tom!tom!
The mountains were filled with the sound of artillery fire. Chang Zhan, who did not even have a bugler in the team, stood up and shouted with his hoarse voice that had been hoarse for who knows how many times and could not be restored: "Charge!!!"

hum! ! !
Figures of people rushed down the mountain and headed straight for the endless hills across the diagonal. A Japanese regiment commander was attracted by the sound of artillery fire and turned to look. The moment he looked back, he saw someone running wildly on the slope leading to the high point of Tuanchengkou. He immediately shouted, "Hold your position, the enemy is attacking!!!"

But it's too late...

boom!
The first artillery bomb exploded at the Tuanchengkou position, and a burst of fire shot up into the sky in an instant, killing four or five Japanese soldiers!

boom! boom! boom!
In the mountains, the explosions shook the ground.
The dust, stones and ash splashed from the top of the mountain fell like rain!

Chang Zhan had already rushed to the foot of Tuanchengkou Mountain, but he was still shouting: "Each company should spread out and climb around the mountain. Those with rifle grenades should be in the lead, and those with grenades in their pockets should follow!"

"kill!!!!"

boom! boom! boom!
Three more shells fell. At the artillery position where the dust was rippling, Mancangzi was looking into the distance with a scissor-shaped mirror. A soldier beside him quickly approached and shouted loudly: "Report, three rapid shots have been fired!"

Without even turning his head, Man Guangzhi immediately responded, "One more round!"

"Captain, if we fire one more round, we'll have used up one third of our artillery shells..." He was still being stingy.

"Excuting an order!"

"Yes!"

"Everyone, keep your shooting parameters unchanged, fire one volley, and reload!"

"put!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Dust and smoke rose up again from the artillery position!

At this moment, Man Guangzhi is no longer the artillery platoon leader who only knew how to fire cannons. After experiencing many wars, the scissor mirror in his hand can not only measure distances, but also achieve the ultimate infantry and artillery coordination through artillery intervals under observation.

Chang Zhan Ke had just arrived at the foot of Tuanchengkou Mountain. If the shelling was stopped at this time to allow the Japanese to recover, what would fall from the top of the mountain would no longer be dust and boulders, but bullets and grenades.

This last round of bombardment with Tuanchengkou Mountain as the target point can give Chang Zhan the maximum climbing time. Of course, there is also the possibility that the shells may fall on our route to the mountain due to the deviation of the landing point...

But, does Man Guangzhi have time to consider it?
At this time, he could only trust the accuracy of his artillery and the performance of the Type 92 infantry gun. This was why he would not allow his artillery to go to the battlefield no matter what, and why he had to protect these little bastards that he had carefully trained, because if one more of their people survived, the troops charging in front might have one less death.

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