A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

It would be more accurate to say that the Japanese Type 41 mountain artillery squadron was suffocated to death rather than killed by the Triumph anti-aircraft guns.

This reinforced mountain artillery squadron is equipped with ten Type 41 mountain cannons, and its strength can be said to be very strong.

You should know that an ordinary mountain artillery squadron only has four mountain cannons.

This Japanese squadron had performed well in other battlefields before. It was Yoshio Shinozuka who specially transferred it to the Nakamura Brigade to deal with the Sharp Knife Regiment this time.

Among the Japanese artillery, they are considered elite.

But even such an elite Japanese artillery force was beaten like a grandson before it even saw the sharp knife regiment...

"Baga! Fight back! Fight back now..."

Seeing one mountain cannon after another being destroyed and one gunner after another falling down, the Japanese mountain artillery squadron leader roared angrily.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Japanese gunners gritted their teeth and operated the few remaining guns to fight back.

They called it a counterattack, but in fact it was just the Japanese comforting themselves.

At this time, they were more than ten kilometers away from where Zheng Kaixuan was, and the maximum range of the Type 41 mountain cannon was only eight kilometers!

Not to mention whether they can hit accurately at this distance, they can't even hit at this distance.

All the shells fell powerlessly from the sky when they reached a distance of more than a kilometer from the spearhead soldiers, creating huge craters on the ground one after another...

However, Zheng Kaixuan did not give them much chance to blow up the pit.

The fifteenth-level Triumph anti-aircraft gun was running at full speed, firing shells at a rate of twenty rounds per minute.

Every shot is an armor-piercing bullet, every shot is sure to hit the target, and every shot will destroy it!

In the blink of an eye, the ten mountain cannons of this Japanese mountain artillery squadron were completely destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, the frightened horses pulling the Type 1 anti-aircraft machine guns around became Zheng Kaixuan's target.

However, because he had already dealt with the biggest threat at hand, the mountain artillery squadron, Zheng Kaixuan became much calmer.

He calmly ordered his soldiers to switch ammunition, replacing armor-piercing shells with high-explosive shells.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom boom..."

As long as it is not used against armored forces, the Triumph high-explosive bomb will exert its greatest power on the battlefield.

A single artillery shell exploded, sending out thousands of shrapnel, covering an area of ​​several hundred meters.

As shells continued to be fired, shrapnel was flying everywhere in front, behind, around and above the heads of these Japanese soldiers.

Shrapnel flew like rain hitting a pond!

Even though many Japanese soldiers had just fled in all directions and escaped thousands of meters away, they still found it difficult to avoid the wind and rain, and there was nowhere to escape!

Any Japanese soldier who was hit by the fragments of the Triumph high-explosive bomb would be either killed or crippled!

All the Japanese soldiers in areas where there were large crowds of people were beaten into sieves, with dozens or even tens of transparent holes on their bodies.

Blood was gushing out like it was free.

Some of the Japanese soldiers even had their intestines blown out.

In this situation, even if the Golden Immortal came, he would not be able to save them.

Haven’t you seen that in the fields in front of Lujia Village, the Japanese devils were screaming miserably, as if they were falling into the Avici Hell.

But the screams soon stopped, and all the devils went to hell, and peace soon returned to the wilderness.

Zheng Kaixuan, driving a level 15 Triumph anti-aircraft gun vehicle, quietly circled around the southwest of the battlefield and returned to the eastern part of the battlefield.

The entire Japanese camp fell silent in an instant.

All the Japanese officers who had just watched the battle through telescopes now had cold sweat on their foreheads.

They stood quietly beside Nakamura with their hands hanging down, and no one dared to say a word.

If they had thought half an hour ago that it was a joke and unbelievable that the Sharp Knife Regiment dared to surround them with only 2000 people,

Now no one dares to think so anymore.

These are not just two thousand soldiers, they are simply two thousand Yama Kings and two thousand scythes of the god of death!

"General, this is too scary."

Chief of Staff Hideichi Tanida began to tremble.

"That's an entire tank formation and two artillery squadrons, and in a short time, poof, they're gone? What are we going to do now?"

Hideo Nakamura's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"I had guessed long ago that after not seeing them for a year, the Sharp Knife Group would definitely become stronger, but I never expected them to become so powerful, so much more powerful."

"At this point, I don't have any good solutions. Our best approach is to hold our ground and wait for help, then wait for the right opportunity to work..."

Hideo Nakamura quickly came up with a solution that was not a solution.

That is to hold on and wait for help.

First, he sent a telegram to the Taiyuan headquarters, requesting Yoshio Shinozuka, in the name of the commander-in-chief of the First Army, to call on the nearby Japanese garrisons for rapid support, break the encirclement of the Sharp Knife Regiment from the outside, and cooperate with him from inside and outside.

Second, he sent an urgent telegram urging the Kawaichi Division to speed up its march and quickly reunite with him.

He also deployed the remaining dozens of Type 41 mountain cannons under his command around the camp. These mountain cannons could at least threaten the spearhead regiment at a distance of six to eight kilometers, so that the spearhead regiment did not dare to tighten the encirclement.

At the same time, Hideo Nakamura also focused on strengthening air defense.

The remaining Type 1 anti-aircraft machine guns were all erected on the positions, pointing to the sky.

A total of eighty Type 96 triple anti-aircraft guns were also erected to prevent the spearhead regiment's drones from launching sneak attacks.

Only after this series of operations were completed did Hideo Nakamura breathe a sigh of relief.

"Tanida-kun, as long as we don't take the initiative to attack, with so many weapons and equipment, it shouldn't be a problem to hold the position for three days."

Hideichi Tanida felt a lot more at ease. He was trembling at this moment and quickly started to flatter Hideo Nakamura.

"General, your arrangement is extremely reasonable. Let alone three days, even holding out for a week is no problem."

"However, we don't need to hold out for three days. At most, in a day and a half, Division Commander Kawaishi and the surrounding locust troops will arrive. Even if the Sharp Knife Regiment is powerful, it will be difficult for them to hold out alone. By then, they will be the ones to escape. Tomorrow afternoon is the time for us to turn defeat into victory..."

"The process isn't important; what's important is the result. When the time comes, the general will chop off Zheng Kaixuan's head with his own hands. I believe promotion to lieutenant general won't be a problem..."

After these flatteries, Hideo Nakamura was in a good mood and became more confident.

"Tani-kun, you're right. Our camp is full of guns and cannons. Not even a bird can fly over. Zheng Kaixuan wouldn't dare send a small plane. Otherwise, if one comes, we'll shoot it down!"

As soon as Hideo Nakamura finished speaking, a slight roar suddenly came from the sky.

Three triumphant drones were roaring over.