When Zhou Weiguo's artillery position was bombarded.
Five thousand meters away.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
The two cannonballs streaked across the sky and fell abruptly, leaving behind a trail of flames as they smashed into the ground.
Instantly, a huge impact spread out.
Seven or eight Japanese were sent flying by the shockwave.
……
"Continue firing!"
In the artillery position, Madman was expressionless. There was no joy in the news from the signalman, but he was as calm as water.
This was the quality of an artillery commander, and it was also what his senior Du Qingming had told him.
Madman graduated from the Military Academy Artillery School. He was a student at the same time as Du Qingming and had a common instructor, Li Qiubai.
However, he was one of the more mediocre students in that batch. He wasn't even as outstanding as the chef, Yang Zhihua, who could decide the world with a single shot.
However, he had a steady and calm personality. He was terrifyingly calm. He could even use himself as a target to attract the firepower and wait for the opportunity for his own artillery to counterattack.
Therefore, in the eyes of others, he was a madman!
Therefore, his nickname was Madman!
He was also very happy to accept this nickname.
However, he was born at the wrong time and was never put in an important position. In the end, he was even assigned to the first reserve regiment of the 87th division.
However, he was still glad that he was preparing the 1st regiment. If not for that, he would not have followed Zhou Weiguo and joined the Independent Brigade!
Now, he could command the cannons.
Even though this regiment only had eight cannons!
However, he had experienced veterans under him. Every cannon was controlled by two experienced veterans, and the other novice artillery soldiers acted as assistants!
Compared to the fire artillery of other regiments, his artillery company had a complete set of calculators, scouts, signals, and so on. It was very easy to command.
"He hit it!"
When Gao Chengliang heard the news from the messenger, he couldn't help but exclaim in joy.
He had participated in the bombardment this time.
Even though it was a reloading cannonball!
……
"Enemy attack!"
On the other side, in the corner of a building, in the sight of a Scout.
The Japanese who were bombarded were in a panic and shouted.
The Chinese people on the other side actually had cannons?!
In terms of military strength, there were only about two regiments.
Moreover, the accuracy of the cannon was very high, and the power of the cannonball was also very strong.
The originally flat ground suddenly formed a crater, and some houses collapsed from the waves.
"Advance, advance!"
"Advance quickly!"
Fortunately, there were two cannonballs. Otherwise, if there were a few more cannonballs, wouldn't they have to meet the emperor?
The Japanese captain bent his body and analyzed the current situation.
It seemed that the opponent's shooting range was not very far.
As long as they advanced quickly and closed the distance, the cannons would be useless!
The Japanese squad leader had already drawn his sword and led the charge.
The 70-man infantry squad charged forward quickly.
As long as the distance was shortened, the machine guns and grenade launchers of the Great Japan Empire could be used.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
He didn't even run a few steps.
The second round of attacks appeared.
Two SIG33 150mm Infantry Cannons!
However, its power was shocking. This time, it blew up more than ten people in the sky of dust!
It was a very long street, surrounded by tall and shabby houses.
The Japanese team didn't scatter. They only cared about charging and didn't rely on the houses to hide.
Therefore, they were very unlucky.
……
In the camp.
Zhou Weiguo raised his binoculars and saw the Japanese's chaotic state. He smiled coldly.
"Don't think that only you have cannons!”
"I have a cannon too!"
"Today, I'll let you have a taste of cannon fire!”
Five kilometers was the effective range of the SIG33 150mm infantry cannon.
Although there were only two cannons, it was just an appetizer!
"Let's see how many meters you can run!"
"When you reach four thousand meters, it will be the time of your death!”
……
"150 Infantry Cannon!"
" Cannon! Continue firing!"
"Don't stop!"
In the artillery position, Madman was constantly adjusting the cannons through the various messages sent by the signalmen in front.
One or two shots might be very accurate.
However, as the Japanese charged forward, they no longer needed to be precise.
He only needed the approximate location.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two SIG33 150mm infantry cannons let out a roar after they were aligned!
Every time, two cannonballs would tear through the air and smash down in the general direction.
A loud explosion sounded. Some houses collapsed, and some were blasted into the ground.
Each time, two shells would be fired.
The reloading hand kept reloading the cannonballs as if they were free.
Gao Chengliang could no longer remember how many shells he had loaded. He only knew that he was sweating profusely and his hands were shaking.
However, he was still very excited.
Because half of the shells were filled by him.
He just didn't know how many Japanese could be blown up into the sky.
……
Gravel flew everywhere and dust flew.
Cannon shots rang out.
After firing the 150mm cannon eight times.
The Japanese team had advanced a thousand meters despite losing thirty people!
However-
What awaited them were six 75mm infantry cannons!
With an effective range of 4,000 meters, six 75mm LeIG-18 light infantry cannons fired at the same time!
Every time they fired, there were six shells.
A total of seven shots were fired, and the cannonballs smashed over as if they were free.
From three to four thousand meters away, they were covered by artillery fire.
The ground was full of potholes, and some of the houses had lost their shape.
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