Chapter 1663: Appearance of Bodhisattva

War is a race against time, one second faster and one second slower often determines life and death.

When Rubin was still fighting fiercely with the enemy's armored forces in Celaya, when Papa Julio arrived outside the city, he kept silent all the time, when Irene led the most stalwart soldiers of the legion to attack the enemy's vital points, "I don't want to Murderer Pang Youcai's artillery crew is facing the order to go to the front line dumbfounded.

Pang Youcai's entire artillery crew was kicked away by the regiment's artillery regiment to fight security warfare because of his poor artillery skills. While others were sweating profusely on the training ground, he took his own artillery to various cities and villages in Mexico.

There are many powerful places in Mexico, but no matter how powerful they are, they can't handle the 152mm Type 66 heavy howitzer. A cannon shot down will destroy everyone, and it will make anyone dispel the idea of ​​​​resistance.

Pang Youcai practiced his cannon-handling skills while running around in actual combat, and he also practiced his substandard but communicative Spanish. His nickname of "I don't want to kill" has been widely spread inadvertently, and all Mexicans know that there is such an artillery squad leader who has killed countless people.

The Mexican government army was soldiers recruited from the people, and folk legends were quickly interpreted into various weird versions.

As a result, Pang Youcai was transferred to the Mexican government army to train the artillery. Even though he smiled like Maitreya Buddha, as long as he heard the name of "I don't want to kill", even the unruly Mexicans would be scared and obedient.

But this time Pang Youcai was frightened,...

There is not much space on the front line of Celaya, and it has been turned into a blood mill in a day. Countless living people filled it in, and what came out were all corpses blasted to pieces. In the beginning, there were still people transporting the wounded towards the rear, but later the wounded were stopped, not all, but too many.

The superior ordered that the three Mexican independent artillery regiments that had just been formed not long ago be loaded into vehicles and set off to the front line. As an instructor, Pang Youcai could only bite the bullet and walk with the troops. During the day, he saw a carload of wounded coming down from the front line.

During the break, the driver of the car cried to Pang Youcai: "Dead people, the battlefield is full of dead people, the enemy's artillery fire is too fierce. Once a shell falls, there will be no one alive on the entire battlefield, not even a complete corpse." .”

Rather than transporting the wounded, it is more like transporting a car of butchered meat. On the canvas of the carriage were bloody handprints that were pressed on when transporting the wounded, and blood was bleeding downward from the cracks in the carriage. There was a clear trace of dripping blood all over the road the car drove on.

Through the canvas that was blown away by the wind behind the car, you will find that there is no wailing, no crying, and no sound in the car. It was quiet inside, and the god of death had already entered.

Behold this dreadful spectacle,

Pang Youcai cried on the spot. In front of his artillery crew members, he wailed on the spot, "I don't want to kill, and I don't want to be killed. What should I do now? I still want to live, I want to live!"

Pang Youcai traveled all over Mexico, killing countless people with his cannon. No one knew better than him what it was like to be bombarded to death by artillery. In every place that has been bombarded by heavy artillery, the ground is hot, the corpses are overcooked, and the air is like a burning fire.

In the past, I used to bombard others by myself, no matter how scary it was, there was a limit. Today it seems that the enemy's artillery fire is more ruthless than his own, so Pang Youcai immediately gave up. When the convoy of the Independent Artillery Regiment moved forward again, the instructor collapsed and cried loudly in the car.

The entire artillery crew just looked at their boss and cried. Everyone wanted to cry too, but Pang Youcai took away all their momentum. It seemed that he was crying for everyone, so the others could only look at his crying boss in a daze.

After nightfall, three artillery regiments arrived at a position more than ten kilometers behind Celaya. The three regiments immediately dispersed to build their own artillery positions according to the orders of their superiors.

All members of the regiment could hear the sound of rumbling artillery from more than ten kilometers away. It was heavy artillery shells bombarding Celaya one after another. Every time a shell fell, Pang Youcai would tremble all over hearing the sound, and his whole body would be devastated, with no morale.

The hot shells in the dark night drew ballistic trajectories one by one in the air, and every shell fell was a tragic casualty. At this time, the situation on the front line also quickly spread to the artillery regiment. Among them, it was related to the artillery that the artillery in the city was completely wiped out by the enemy's artillery not long after the battle started.

"Within five minutes of firing, the enemy's counterattack fire came. The enemy is equipped with artillery radar, so we must be quick. We must fire quickly and evacuate the position quickly. Otherwise, we will die." Teach life lessons.

An artillery regiment has dozens of cannons. Due to the lack of digital measurement equipment, all the cannons must be arranged in a fixed position.

After the officer calibrates the position of a gun position, the other guns will be arranged according to its position, otherwise the shells will not know where the hell they will hit.

And just after the whole regiment set up its posture, it was the instructor Pang Youcai's gun crew that served as the benchmark gun position. To put it simply, the trajectory of the projectile found by the enemy's artillery radar was fired by him, and the counterattack artillery fire also fell with him as the center.

This can really kill me!

"Reload quickly, reset quickly, and pull the gun rope quickly. Now I give the order to calibrate the fire." When the artillery command post of the regiment headquarters issued the calibrated fire order, Pang Youcai was compressed to the extreme like a tight spring , let go suddenly to release a powerful force.

The howitzer opened fire immediately, and projectiles of tens of kilograms flew more than ten kilometers and landed in Celaya City, which was in urgent need of support. The regiment's school-firing drones had already flown over the front line, and the headquarters soon received a report from the observation post dispatched in advance.

The data of the dense position deviation came from the regiment headquarters soon, and Pang Youcai ordered the fine-tuning of the muzzle, and shouted again, "School fire."

After firing, Pang Youcai held a stopwatch in his hand. As time went by, profuse sweat broke out on his forehead, and the enemy's counterattack fire could fall on his head at any time.

It wasn't until the front-line observation post confirmed the effect of the shelling and the whole regiment began to focus their fire that he shouted with relief, "Six rapid fires, we'll slip away after we're done."

Rumbling, dozens of large-caliber howitzers can finally fire freely.

After the six rounds were fired, Pang Youcai immediately ordered loudly to pack up the guns and move their positions. It's just that he didn't go alone when the whole regiment was transferred. He saw other companies dragging their feet for time. He was so anxious that he wished he could kill all those wastes suddenly.

Put the gun mounts together, and the whole class gets on the train. When the regiment ordered him to run away, Pang Youcai jumped into the carriage and slapped the driver's cab, shouting, "Go, go, the enemy's shells are about to fall."

The response of the digital artillery is fast, so fast that people are caught off guard. Pang Youcai's squad ran less than a hundred meters away when the enemy's rockets flew over and dropped cluster bombs specially designed to deal with the artillery.

Small sub-munitions exploded continuously on the ground, covering an extremely huge area. One of the artillery batteries passed by Pang Youcai's emplacement during the evacuation, and was immediately destroyed by the falling ammunition, leaving no bones left.

Seeing other people die without even a hair left, the thrilling scene made Pang Youcai's hands and feet cold, and he didn't even have the desire to call Buddha. And when the regiment headquarters ordered to enter the reserve position to prepare for the second shelling, he couldn't even stand up.

"Again? Who will be unlucky this time?"

The enemy's artillery fire has covered the main position, and the reserve position is not far away. If the enemy's artillery commander is eyeing him, the counter fire will be faster and more ruthless than the first time.

When Pang Youcai became the benchmark gun position of the whole regiment again, he incoherently begged all the gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless him safe and sound. When he knelt on the ground and prayed to the Greatly Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, dozens of dazzling meteors swooped down from the sky.

"Oh shit, the Bodhisattva has appeared!"