Nine Hundred and Ninety-Three Infantry and Artillery Coordination

After such a severe impact, the engines of these two vehicles are probably destroyed. It is impossible to drive the vehicles away... Maybe they can be moved outside to be used as fixed artillery positions!

However, a mortar-howitzer weighs 20 tons. Even if the gravity of Ganymede is relatively low, each vehicle weighs three tons. He can't lift it by himself, let alone move it outside the gun compartment.

He immediately shouted on the radio: "Wenzi, Wenzi, can you hear me?"

There was no response on the radio. Li Liujie punched the wall in anger, glanced around, and suddenly jumped onto the overturned gun carriage, twisted the locking device of the top cover hard, and pushed open the deformed top cover.

The gun compartment itself is an airborne platform. Its top cover and bulkhead are movable and can be opened from the inside when necessary.

The dark sky of Ganymede appeared in front of Li Liujie. A wave of dense and thin lights shot into the sky at this time, which shocked him.

After fighting for so long, how can the enemy's firepower still be so strong?

In the sky, several transport ships were descending. They were no longer in a scattered triangular formation, but were stacked up and down. Most of the light was blocked by the transport ship at the bottom.

The light severely damaged the transport ship, but it did not dodge or avoid it. It just blocked it below... The transport ship's engine had exploded halfway, and the other half was also out of fire, but it was still blocking at the bottom without moving.

Li Liujie was in a bad state. There was no power left. How could it still hang there without falling?

After a closer look, it was found that it was not that the transport ship did not fall, but that the two spaceships above were hanging the spaceship below with cables!

This is also possible?

Li Liujie could not believe his eyes. Who came up with this idea?

Before he could figure it out, the counterattack from the fleet fell to the ground in the distance. Li Liujie immediately woke up and called Ren Zhiwen again: "Wenzi, can you hear me?"

"Yes!"

Finally, a reply came from the radio, and the voice was very clear.

Li Liujie let out a long sigh: "Where are you?"

"Power compartment No. 2, reactor No. 2 also flew away." Ren Zhiwen looked up at the hole above his head and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The reactors are gone, and the interior of the Red Sea is temporarily safe, but the remaining shipborne equipment has also lost power. It is hard to say whether it is good or bad.

Li Liujie breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Wenzi, I'm in the No. 4 gun compartment, come and help... By the way, call a few servants!"

"Understood!" Ren Zhiwen started the aircraft and flew directly out of the power compartment, first flew to the edge of the ship's spine to call a few servants, and then rushed to the No. 4 gun compartment.

At this time, the first round of fighting between the two sides was coming to an end, and the servants relied on the Red Sea fortress to defeat the charging enemy.

The noble army also found that the losses from the intensive charge were too great, and had withdrawn the troops to a safe area to wait for the follow-up troops, preparing to gather enough superior forces before launching the next round of charge to gnaw this bone at once.

A minute later, Ren Zhiwen and seven or eight servants rushed to the No. 4 gun cabin. Li Liujie called the servants to jump into the gun cabin. Several servants worked together and lifted the two gun carriages onto the ridge without much effort.

No. 41 could not be used, but No. 42 should be OK. Li Liujie simply removed the remaining two wheels of No. 42, got into the gun carriage and asked: "Wenzi, do you know how to use this thing?"

Ren Zhiwen nodded and shook his head: "I know how to use it, but I have never used it."

Li Liujie pulled the corner of his mouth: "Same as me." He quickly checked the situation in the car, "The automatic loader is finished, but the gun can still be used. Let those servants move the shells, and I will contact the superiors."

"Okay!" Ren Zhiwen agreed and made a lot of gestures to the servants outside.

But this matter is a bit complicated, and it is impossible to explain it with simple sign language. Ren Zhiwen had no choice but to get into another No. 41 car and move a shell to No. 42 car.

At the same time, Li Liujie connected the radio to the command frequency band: "Yaoshan Yaoshan,

This is Honghai, please reply if you receive it!"

"Honghai, this is Yaoshan, please speak!" A communications staff on the Yaoshan responded to Li Liujie's call.

"Yaoshan, I have a mortar howitzer here, I need a target."

"Yaoshan understands, wait a moment." The radio was silent for a moment, "Honghai, target No. 1, four o'clock direction, 1,300 meters away, are you sure?"

"No, but I can try." Li Liujie said.

The communications officer was very upset and quickly instructed: "Ganymede has little gravity and is not far away. No need to add powder packs. Let's fire one shot first to see the position."

If the mortar only uses the basic powder tube, the range is only about 200 meters. However, the gravity here is about one-seventh of that on Earth, and there is no air resistance to reduce the range. The basic powder tube can also fire the shells to 1.5 kilometers away... Don't think that the communications officer doesn't know how to fire. The airborne division is not a place to keep idle people. Not to mention the communications officer, even if you pull out the cooks in the kitchen squad, you can play with all kinds of equipment.

Li Liujie agreed, roughly adjusted the direction and angle, and neatly stuffed a shell into the barrel.

Boom——

The shell was ejected very quickly, but the speed of landing was much slower than that on Earth. Li Liujie was impatient to wait until he heard the voice of the communications officer: "It's far away, raise the angle by two, and reduce the position by four!"

"Received!" Li Liujie quickly adjusted the direction and fired another shell.

Before the shells hit, he heard the excited voice of the communications staff: "It hits, it must hit this time, quick, quick, three rapid shots, then one more round at a time!"

"Shells!" Li Liujie jumped out of the artillery carriage and roared, and Ren Zhiwen immediately handed over the shells. One by one, the shells were sent into the barrel through Li Liujie's hand, and then flew out of the barrel to the target more than a thousand meters away.

The assembled noble army didn't take it seriously after being hit by a shell, just thinking that the shells came from the sky, but soon, shells came one after another, and every shell hit caused casualties. The assembled noble army was immediately in chaos and had to disperse the team to reduce casualties.

At the same time when the shells landed, the servant army stationed on the Red Sea took the initiative to attack and launched a charge in the direction of the shelling. The two troops with the same roots launched a life-and-death fight.

The servant army received the order to prepare for the attack a few minutes in advance, and quickly organized a team of more than 600 people and concentrated a group of machine guns. If it weren't for the tight time, the servant army would never have only more than 600 people.

The counterattack of the servant army attracted great attention from the noble army. In order to prevent the servant army from breaking out of the encirclement, the noble army immediately mobilized troops from other directions to rush to reinforce.

So Li Liujie received new coordinates and threw batches of shells at the enemy.

I don't know if my brothers think it's messy, I messed up myself.