Crouching Bull Mountain ~
Because of the big sweep last month, many civilians had taken refuge in the mountains. This was also the reason why Ando Rikichi was able to capture enough people to go through the mines.
The two regiments split up and captured more than 1,500 civilians in less than two hours, forcing them to charge into the minefield with guns.
Under the threat of death.
If they took a step back, they would be killed by the Japanese. If they ran forward, they might still have a chance of survival. Therefore, less than a dozen people survived after more than 1,500 people broke through the minefield.
The 5th division immediately entered the mountain pass and assembled all kinds of mountain cannons and mortars. They aimed at the new formation and opened fire.
" Artillery! Hide!"
Whoosh! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dense artillery shells landed on the position and stirred up soil and sand, but they were far inferior to the bombs from the bomber. Only a few recruits were killed due to panic. The rest hid in the two-meter-deep inclined trenches and were fine.
Hong ~
"Old Zhang, why aren't our artillery firing back?”Second Battalion Commander Chen Jianguo asked gloomily. There were so many cannons, but they didn't return fire. They were saving the shells for their children.
With Zhou Yun's help, the mortars of the new regiment were already equipped to the platoon level. They were simply filthy rich.
Zhang Dabiao peeked his head out and took a glance before shrinking back. Sitting in the trench, he took out a cigarette box and lit a cigarette. He was already used to the gunfire outside.
"It was Minister Zhou who ordered us not to open fire for the time being. There must be some new tactic.”
"New tactics?"
Jianguo Chen was about to continue asking when he suddenly realized that the Japanese had stopped firing. The sound of battle resounded throughout Crouching Bull Mountain. The two of them hurriedly came out to check.
F * ck, the Japanese are charging!
On the wasteland below the mountain, more than 10,000 puppet soldiers and more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers charged forward with their guns, sweeping over like locusts.
"Get ready to fire!”
However, before they could open fire, the mortars in the mountain valley behind them opened fire. Four hundred mortars of three calibers opened fire at the same time. One volley was four hundred shells.
These were not ordinary shells. They were all Level 2 bomb fruits with the same power as the 380mm main cannon of the Bismarck battleship.
Whoosh whoosh ~
Boom! Boom!
Shocking!
The moment the cannonball landed and exploded, New One's mouth was wide open. They didn't even know how to wipe their saliva.
Horrifying!
It was truly terrifying!
Looking at the continuous terrifying explosions at the foot of the mountain, they did not know how to describe their current feelings.
Was this the power of a mortar shell?
The same question filled Ando Rikichi's mind. Was this the power of a mortar?
Even their Type 45 240mm Howitzer was far from being able to reach that level. What kind of cannon was that?
"Baka, retreat!"
Seeing half of the division and an independent exploration team of the puppet army being blown to pieces in less than three minutes, Ando Rikichi was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly, his vision turned black and his body lost all strength. He then fell to the ground with his head facing the sky.
"Major General, Major General…"
The Japanese officers around him were in a mess. Chief of Staff Yamada Seiichi hurriedly ordered.
"Retreat, retreat!"
However, it was too late. They were only three kilometers away from the new mortar position. The maximum range of the 120-HM38 mortar was an astonishing 5.7 kilometers.
After the 60 - 80 mortars stopped firing, the 100 120-HM38 mortars began to fire. The concentrated shells scattered and landed on the Japanese.
The unique screeching sound of the mortar shells resounded through the sky, scaring the Japanese out of their wits.
Boom! Boom!
Death, death, death ~
There was no end to death. It was useless even if they hid behind rocks, in ditches, or even in craters.
The Bismarck main cannon had a caliber of 380mm and a shell weighed 800kg. The explosive power was extremely terrifying.
The more impressive Iowa-class battleship had a 406mm main cannon.
If they were to hit a target on the shore, they could penetrate a concrete fortification that was nine meters thick. One shot could also destroy a two-story building in the countryside and hit the ground, forming a pit with a diameter of 15 meters and a depth of 6 meters.
During the Gulf War, a single volley from the USS missourius could destroy an entire street.
Basically, everyone within 50 meters would die, and the internal organs within 200 meters would be injured by the shock wave.
If they were lucky, they could survive. If they were unlucky, they would suffer internal bleeding. If they were not treated in time, they would die.
Therefore, one could imagine how terrifying a Level 2 Bomb Fruit with the same power as it was. It could also kill a large number of people with its shock wave.
Ten minutes later.
The bombing stopped. A hundred 120-caliber mortars fired thousands of shells, plowing the area within a few kilometers over and over again.
Broken limbs and broken limbs. There was not a single complete corpse in sight. Basically, they had been blown up into a few pieces, and most of them were incomplete.
"Brothers, charge with me!"
Zhang Dabiao stood up and rushed down the mountain with Bobosha in his hand. Thousands of soldiers from the new regiment quickly jumped out of the trenches and followed him.
It was a pity that they were not going to hunt down the devils, but to clean up the battlefield.
At the command center halfway up the mountain.
Chu Yunfei, Li Yun Long, Fang Li Gong, and the others stood on a huge rock and observed the battlefield. They had not recovered from their shock.
Where am I? Who am I? What am I seeing?
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