Chapter 696 Battle of Augusta 7

"Fire!"

Under the series of telephones, a total of 1,200 army howitzers roared at the same time on the frontal battlefield 60 kilometers wide in Flinders Ridge. Under the guidance of imitating the unification of future generations and standardized trends, Xinhua began to completely eliminate the previous 75, 76, 57 and other caliber army guns ten years ago. All The 105mm imported from Germany and 152mm improved by the naval gun are used as the standard caliber.

Originally, Li Mo also wanted to use the 155mm shells of later generations, because the 155mm shells were of greater quality, but because the previous use of the British system, the large-scale restructuring involved not only equipment, but also manufacturing machinery and other factors. What's more, the navy used the 152 as the standard secondary gun and cruiser main gun caliber, so from From the perspective of intification, the current restructuring cannot be realized.

But now it is 1916. In addition to not being as good as the monster-like big Belta, 152mm is enough to dominate the land battlefield. What's more, the long-length war hammer also has a range advantage.

The strength of nearly 8,000 shells per minute is unimaginable by people who have never experienced it. With a simple multiplication, it is calculated based on all 105 mm and 22 kg projectiles, and 176 tons of ammunition can be sent to the enemy's position 7 kilometers away every minute!

This is the power of firepower in the battle of the large army!

According to the plan, such fire preparation needs to cover 2 hours, that is to say, it needs to consume at least 21,120 tons of ammunition, and at least 4 10,000 tons of ships to complete it, and this does not count the weight of the projectile.

Even the Xinhua soldiers hiding in the attack position were numb when they saw this scene. Many of them never thought of it. In the past, everyone envied the navy and the air force, but now they know that when the army was full of firepower, the power was not worse than that of the brother troops!

In the command post, in front of the dedicated periscope artillery observation telescope, even Zhao Long's eyebrows were a little proud. In the early years, the army made great sacrifices for the navy, but with the improvement of the country's financial situation, it has really added some money in recent years. In the last year alone, the equipment department has provided it to the army. There were 2,627 large-caliber guns, 3,200 mortars and recoilless guns, 600 tanks, 15,000 machine guns and 3,000 rocket launchers.

In addition to the pre-war reserves, the Xinhua Army has more than 7,200 cannons above 105 mm, which is comparable to that of Germany and the United Kingdom.

The artillery soldiers almost took out their strength to eat milk. For so many years, no one of them has hit so many shells so happily. The mountain-like shell piles stored behind them began to decrease rapidly, and the 105mm shell casings covered the whole position.

What makes them happier is that they don't need to worry about the enemy's counterattack from beginning to end, because the air force has basically destroyed the enemy's artillery power in the past two days, and even the rest, they need to face dozens of reconnaissance aircraft and bombers on standby in the sky.

The Xinhua Artillery fought well, but the allied forces hiding in the trenches were already pale and sweaty. Although there was a larger-scale artillery battle in Europe, they still faced it for the first time, especially the U.S. military from afar, which originally lacked training in this regard, so under such a dense rain, Everyone was in danger, and they didn't even dare to probe to observe. They just held the helmet desperately and huddled in the trench to wait for the end of the roar.

Cannonballs fell continuously, the mountain was petrified into powder, the trees were uprooted, and the trenches were directly filled. For the first time, the soldiers hiding in the trenches felt that the time was so long and difficult to pass.

Two hours later, when the last few explosions ended, the low Flinders Ridge seemed to have been flattened. The slope was full of craters and remnants of the explosion. When some soldiers poked their heads out of the sand with courage, hundreds of tanks with black smoke appeared at the foot of the mountain.

"Get up, get up!"

"Get ready, they're going to attack!"

"Come on, don't be afraid. We are condescending and use your bullets to pierce their intestines!"

As soon as the gunfire subsided, the officers hurriedly got out of the bunker and ran in the trenches while trying their best to strengthen the soldiers. But no matter how much they shouted, they could not relieve the tension of the soldiers, especially after seeing the tanks, their faces turned white.

"Machine gun, machine gun!"

In the shouts, several U.S. soldiers pushed away the heavy sandbags hard, revealing the few Maxim or Lewis machine guns behind them. The tongue of the fire began to spray bullets and swept through the position.

Dong Dong Dong.

A unique shelling sounded, which was the sound of a 37mm rapid-fire gun. Cheetahs led the infantry to slowly climb the slope. Although they were in danger of being destroyed when dealing with Saint-Shamon, they could basically ignore the frontal heavy machine gun.

A series of shells exploded from the front of the position. Although the power of these small-caliber rapid-fire shells is not large, the speed is too fast. What's more fatal is that their accuracy is far greater than that of large shells, they continue to drill into the trenches and explode in all places.

Thompson held a rifle and stationed on the protruding corners of the jagged trench with more than 50 partners. Don't underestimate these protruding corners of the trench. They are the focus of diverting the enemy's firepower. If you want to fully attack the trench, you must first take down these jagged corners, but you have to take down the crossfire behind. .

Bang bang bang.

Thompson aimed at a cheetah tank and hit the steel body with a bullet. He couldn't see anything except Mars. He couldn't penetrate them, so he had to target the Xinhua infantry behind him.

But those infantry were too tricky. They bent down and kept running. They skillfully used the craters and rocks that had just been blown up by the shells to flash left and right, and with the cover of tanks, it was very difficult to aim.

"Ban."

Thompson finally killed one. When he pulled off the bolt to aim at the next target, he found that the tank was almost in front of him. He immediately took out a grenade and was ready to color it for the other party. But before the fuse was opened, two cylinders suddenly flashed behind the tank, holding a thick tube in their hands. Soldiers.

They are more proficient than the soldiers just now. At first glance, they are veterans who have experienced a hundred battles. They crawled from one crater to another, and rushed within 50 meters in a blink of an eye.

Seeing these two people, Thompson always felt a little strange, and his heart suddenly twitched, subconsciously throwing grenades at them.

But at this moment, the two soldiers also raised the thick pipe in their hands. Before Thompson could understand, an orange in his eyes suddenly stagnant.

Flame, it's a flame!

"Boom!"

The flame was wrapped in a hand grenade and filled the protrusion in an instant. More than 50 soldiers became firemen almost instantly. Even if they were not sprayed, they could not stay here, because the whole tunnel was filled with flames.

A group of coalition soldiers rushed out of the trench and fled back. Many people didn't even take their guns, which made the Xinhua machine gunners who had been waiting for a long time finally have something to do.

The long fire tongue suddenly rushed out from behind the tank and rushed to the enemy. The thick pipes suddenly turned into fire-breathing dragons, and in an instant, these jagged protrusions became a sea of fire.

"God!"

"What the hell is that!"

"Ky them, kill them!"

"Leave, get out of here, the flames are burning in!"

A nervous and rapid shout immediately shook the whole line of defense. Although several soldiers with fire-breathing on their backs were hit, and the bursting flames devoured them with their own people, more of these fire-breathers had rushed to the trenches.

With the cover of the flamethrower, a team of Xinhua soldiers quickly and quickly narrowed the distance, and mortars and grenades began to rage. Although the U.S. military also fought back with grenades, as long as they poked their heads out, they became the best live targets for tanks and machine gunners.

"Good boy, this flamethrower works really well."

Feng Guozhang, who was hiding in the headquarters, saw this scene and immediately praised it. Although Huang Fuqi was also very satisfied with the flamethrower used for the first time, he sighed when he saw the miserable situation of a soldier on his side after being hit: "If only this thing could be safer."

"It's not that simple." Zhao Long shook his head: "This kind of thing is very harmful, but it is not easy to do. As for safety, don't think about it. Unless it is a special fire-breathing tank, it can't prevent bullets at all."

"Yes, why don't you give us a fire-breathing tank? Didn't you say that more than 100 old tanks have been modified? Feng Guozhang remembered the Marine's Spitfire tank and immediately asked in surprise.

"What do you say?"

In Zhao Long's rhetorical question, Feng Guozhang was slightly stunned, but he understood in an instant that it must have been shipped to Honolulu and used it when waiting to solve the problem in the United States.

"They can't hold on for long." Huang Fuqi didn't think about what was going on. He raised his telescope and looked at the dense infantry rushing to the mountain bag and asked, "What's going on with Wu Peifu?"

"Yanta has been basically taken. At present, two infantry divisions have finished the battle and began to build positions. The artillery has also been stationed in Yangta Town. Only the armored divisions are still chasing the remnants of the enemy. According to themselves, a complete sniper position will be built by 3 a.m. tomorrow morning at the latest."

"In addition, the supporting 37th and 51th infantry divisions also passed through the town of Mali and will arrive in Yanta in 48 hours at the latest."

"So fast? Wu Peifu is a mouse. It takes more than a little time to dig trenches, right? As soon as the staff officer finished speaking, Feng Guozhang jumped up and felt incredible for such a rapid unfold.

"Do you need to say that? Wu Peifu must have used the trenches excavated by the Australians. They certainly would not have thought that the trenches and fortifications used to block Wu Peifu would become the biggest stumbling block for them to return home. Huang Fuqi was still holding the telescope. Just after saying that, his eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly shouted, "Break through, No. 4 Heights!"

His words immediately made everyone raise their binoculars. On a hill bag in the west, hundreds of Xinhua soldiers had jumped into the trenches, and five tanks covering them had also crossed the trenches and began to penetrate vertically.

A moment later, the three soldiers planted a double-headed eagle battle flag on the high ground, and the battle flag fluttering in the wind undoubtedly encouraged all the troops participating in the assault!

Because it is a double-headed eagle, the battle flag of the Imperial Army!

As more and more tanks climbed up the mountains and began to penetrate deep, the carefully excavated long trenches have become meat grinders, grenades and bullets shuttled with each other, and mortars have even been dragged in.

"Attack, blow the charge!"

When Zhao Long and others saw the breakthrough and immediately decisively put in the main force composed of 15 infantry divisions, Major General Jim fell into the cold. He did not expect that the defense line he had carefully built would be torn apart in less than 4 hours. Although there were still the second and third layers behind, in the face of so many tanks and the How long can a terrible flamethrower last?

More importantly, the trenches are defenseless from the outside and inside. If the other party breaks through continuously along the all-way trenches, God knows what will happen.

What should I do?

Just when Major General Jim was anxious, a voice sank all his hearts to the cold bottom of the sea.

"General, Yangta, Yangta is lost! Colonel Douglas MacArthur and the headquarters are both. The staff officer shivered and said heavily.

"Captured by the enemy!"

Surrounded?! The idea flashed. Just in the cold and stiffness of Major General Jim and others, there was a loud bugle outside. It was so high and so loud!

That's it.

The charge of the Chinese Army!

"Kill!"

=========1916, September 6th.

In the dawn of the morning, after 8 hours of fierce fighting, there was still a strong smell of gunpowder smoke, but the soldiers had no time to worry about fatigue and changed from attackers to defenders.

After a night of busy night, coupled with the work of more than 20,000 prisoners at gunpoint, I finally dug enough trenches. Now it's my turn to teach the British and American coalition a lesson. What is a sniper defense war?

All the heavy guns have been deployed in the middle of the town. Tanks and armored vehicles are arranged on two wings. The soldiers in the long tunnel gnaw meat cakes and dry food while piling up the sandbags, and then carry boxes of ammunition into the pit. In order to make up for the weakness of the shortage of ammunition in the rush, and even the captured gun bullets. The medicine has been collected.

After inspecting the defense line, Wu Peifu still did not dare to rest assured. There were too many enemies he had to face. Even if the air force guaranteed to provide support, hundreds of thousands of enemies who were red-eyed and wanted to escape were not so easy to block. What's more, what he was most worried about were those prisoners of war, more than 20,000 people, and at least nearly 3,000 people were needed. The guard restrained his troops in disguise. What should he do? Kill them all?

Wu Peifu has just started to think about it. Let's forget about it. Although there have been many prisoners since ancient times, they have not died in this era. What's more, this can only be done for a while, but it will definitely leave a bad record in the army and affect his future, so he still decided not to do so. Do it.

The soldiers escorted the prisoners to a half-meter-deep dry salt lake in the northwest. After setting up a line of defense with machine guns around, Wu Peifu came to MacArthur.

"Coloe Dawlas, I think you should know the current situation. I don't want to kill you, but if my soldiers feel a little danger, then I don't care that tens of thousands of bodies are lying here."

MacArthur nodded, and all his ambitions had long disappeared. Looking at the fire points set around the salt lake, he knew very well what would happen if he rioted.

In fact, Wu Peifu was a little too worried. After yesterday's indiscriminate bombing and fiasco, both MacArthur and other officers, or those ordinary soldiers, have completely lost their fighting spirit.

After witnessing MacArthur leave again under the escort of the soldiers, Wu Peifu received a telegram.

"Master, they came, and the plane said, "It's all over the mountain!"

(to be continued)