Old Zhao, who had been sweating profusely, finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the fire coming from the Japanese artillery positions through the binoculars.
He had been checking and adjusting the parameters over the past few days. There was indeed no mistake.
It was not that he had never been to the night school run by Chen Li, but he was confused. When he came back, he carefully pondered it, but he did not understand what was going on. In the end, he gave up.
It wasn't that the teachers who taught the students weren't good, but that it was really difficult for them to accept new things when they were old.
There were also people who learned something from night school and used it on the spot. Old Zhao did not object, but he was more careful when adjusting the parameters.
Old Zhao didn't know what kind of parabola they were using, but he used his senses to operate the cannon. He had put in a lot of effort. Otherwise, there were only dozens of cannons here, and it would be impossible to operate them.
And the results he had obtained now directly proved the saying that sharpening a knife would not delay the work of chopping wood.
"With these parameters, continue firing and hit half the base!”Old Zhao shouted from the top of the mountain.
The five cannons continued to roar. Old Zhao's words couldn't be heard clearly. He was actually relying on the messenger.
There were only about 30 people in the artillery position. Among them, more than ten of them were sent by Chen Li to protect the position.
In fact, there were only two battalions of artillery in the true sense of the word. There were more than twenty people. Other than Old Zhao, no one had ever been on the battlefield.
Six cannons were the maximum firepower that Old Zhao could use at the same time after many calculations.
a 105mm howitzer;
a Will Nation 105mm Howitzer;
The smallest caliber was a French 75-caliber cannon.
These cannons were used to train the artillery as an experiment. Each country had their own cannons, and there was only one of each type anyway.
No one felt that there was anything wrong with this. In this era, it was already good enough to be equipped with cannons. Who would dislike it?
The most special weapon was the 88mm anti-aircraft gun that the 30-odd people had used all sorts of methods to obtain from the Will Nation on another mountain peak.
Initially, Old Zhao did not want to use it. It was too big. As long as the cannon barrel was raised in the air, it would be a very obvious target.
Whether it was an airplane or an observer on the ground, it was easy to spot it.
However, when it was used as a direct-fire cannon, both its firepower and accuracy were very high. In the end, it moved Old Zhao and became the sixth cannon used in the first battle.
As a direct-fire artillery, it would expose its position directly. Therefore, its position was selected to be nearly one kilometer away from the main artillery position. More than 30 people carried the big guy to the top of the mountain for three days.
This was the full firepower of the Chinese artillery during the July 7 Incident. Of course, Song Zheyuan also deployed artillery support units that could cover Wanping, but with Wanping's communications cut off, they did not dare to fire at all.
A dramatic artillery battle began
Each cannon had four people, a gunner, a second gunner, and two loading hands.
There was no extra manpower to set up other posts. All the preparations had been done to the extreme. The chamber was cleared and the gun barrel was cooled. These factors were all prepared during the practice. Even the shells were piled up by the side of the gun position.
This kind of behavior that was considered taboo in actual combat was currently being carried out in Chen Li's army. This was because Chen Li really did not understand, but Old Zhao was not afraid.
Doing so could indeed save manpower to the greatest extent, but it was also very dangerous. They did not have the ability to move their positions, nor did they have the most basic protection.
In other words, as long as the enemy artillery retaliated, as long as they were hit by a shell, the cannon and its auxiliary personnel would all be finished. It might even implicate the neighboring troops.
Old Zhao couldn't care less about these things. His mobile messenger was drawn from the guards. He knew that his physical ability couldn't be compared to the young people, so he obediently played the role of an observer.
The advantage of the artillery was that they basically did not have to face the enemy directly. Everything was done according to the training. In any case, they just kept firing.
Once they encountered a counterattack, they could only leave it to fate and depend on the reaction of the officers at the lower ranks.
There were no military officers here. If there was one, it would be the instructor, Old Zhao.
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The Japanese army set out from their positions,
Seigo Ichiki was in high spirits. He led his adjutant and looked at his troops with pride.
The glory of the empire's army galloping across the three eastern provinces was still fresh in their minds even after several years. After conquering the three eastern provinces, the night tour of the Winter Capital by ten thousand people was a grand occasion.
At this moment, he was facing the first of several dynasties in China, the important place where the emperor of Ming Dynasty guarded the national gate. Ichiki Kiyoshi had dreamed many times that the day he rode on his horse and raised his spear was also the day he would show his great ambitions.
One could imagine what kind of commotion he would cause in the empire when he stepped into Wanping City with the iron hooves of the army. The history of the empire would definitely leave a deep mark on him. Even the most upper-class socialite would be influenced by his wind. Flowing for a night and being proud
At this moment, the artillery squad of the brigade and the artillery squadron strengthened by the regiment were bombarding the city defense facilities of China. At the same time, they were also conducting indiscriminate bombing of the Urban area.
Not far away, the first squadron of the third battalion of the garrison was gathering. They would carry the glory of the empire and attack Lugou Bridge before dawn, followed by Wanping City.
As long as Wanping changed hands, then the garrison troops in Beijing and Tianjin would be like rice dumplings in the hands of the empire. They could be squeezed however they wanted.
The glory of a soldier is nothing more than expanding the territory.
At this moment, Ichiki Kiyoshi was full of ambition.
The 200 men of the 1st Squadron were lined up neatly, listening to the captain's passionate speech before the battle.
The troops were neat and orderly, and their morale was high!
Yi Muqing smiled. At this moment, he didn't care how many people would come back after these people rushed up. What he wanted was a victory.
A carefree victory. This victory was forged through the flesh and blood of these people.
Suddenly, he heard a howl.
"Swish ~~~"
The sound of the artillery shells approaching from afar caused Yi Muqing to be stunned. This sound was familiar yet unfamiliar to him.
It was a little different from the cannon sounds he was used to, but it was undoubtedly cannon fire.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the artillery position that had been firing suddenly lit up.
Ichiki Kiyoshi couldn't tell if anyone was hurt, but he knew that the artillery unit was in danger.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, more shells landed on the artillery position that had been set up.
In the midst of the flames, a huge explosion sounded, followed by a sky full of flames. Ichiki knew that the explosion had already happened, and even if his mind was filled with thoughts, it was useless.
"The artillery is finished!" Ichiki Kiyoshi thought helplessly.
When he set up the artillery position, he had also put in a lot of effort. There were only infantry cannons in the large artillery. He chose to set up the cannons within the maximum range to protect the artillery as much as possible.
In this position, it was very difficult to hit the Chinese people who did not have any cannons in the city.
He couldn't figure it out. Hadn't the communication of the Chinese troops been successfully cut off?
Why was there artillery support? And the firepower was still so fierce.
It was impossible to tell what caliber the cannon was.
There seemed to be large caliber heavy artillery and small caliber artillery shells. There should be some armor-piercing bullets or duds in the middle.
Most importantly, they could not find their artillery positions at all. The shells seemed to fall from the sky.
Kiyoshi Ichiki was very confused. There was not a single subject in the Infantry Training Manual that mentioned such a situation.
He was thinking, what kind of army was he facing?
The explosions of the artillery shells continued to ring out as the artillery positions were plowed over and over again.
The first group of soldiers that Ichiki Kiyoshi had organized to charge forward were the soldiers of the First Squadron of the Third Brigade. At this moment, they were experiencing a storm…
They were gathering together. Even the 75mm mountain cannons could cause terrifying damage to them. At this time, they were facing cannons ranging from 75 to 105 caliber.
Following the sound of an explosion, many soldiers 'limbs were broken. The situation immediately went out of control. The officers could not find the soldiers, and the soldiers could not find the officers either.
All of them fell to the ground, not knowing what to do. Some of them were even trembling with fear.
They had been ordered to attack Lugouqiao after the bombardment, but now they were being bombarded at their starting position.
At this moment, no one knew what to do. Everyone's minds were in a mess. Some of them were not in a mess, but they might be killed by the artillery shell in the next second…
There was no such thing as recruits being afraid of cannons and veterans being afraid of machine guns. This was because veterans were not afraid of cannons. It was only because they did not have enough firepower. When four or five cannons bombarded this place without any regard for their lives, the soldiers who did not have any fortifications could only resign themselves to fate.
What was even more terrifying was that a cannon that was especially accurate opened fire at this moment.(It was more than a kilometer away, and the messenger needed some time to walk to convey the order. This was a mountain road.)
Itsuki lowered his head. He didn't know why the Chinese troops had such a large firepower, nor did he know why they were so ruthless and invested so much money.
The lack of resources had always been a sore spot for Japan.
Of course, compared to China in this era, they were on a completely different level.
At this moment, he was being suppressed by the Zhina he had always looked down on. He did not even know where the enemy was. That feeling, or rather, the difference, was indeed very great.
"The 1st squadron is finished." Ichiki thought. He didn't say it, but he had already seen the result.
Similarly, he also found a cannon through the binoculars.
A few kilometers away, the cannon was aimed directly at his troops.
Its firing rate was not high, but it was very powerful and accurate.
But now, after losing the artillery unit, Ichiki Kiyoshi realized that he couldn't even counterattack.
Lugou Bridge was quiet.
The night of July 7th was very ordinary, but the night of Wanping was different.
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