Chapter 526 Our Giant Beasts Come to Support Us
The battle continues.
As the first brigade of Japanese tanks continued to advance, the divisional artillery regiment of the Fifth Division finally took out its trump card: the Schneider M1929 155 plus howitzer.
Our giant beasts come to support!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these big pipes are what men should shoot. Compared with them, the most precious 105 melons and 105 plus are just children's toys."
"Be prepared for battle! Our bombardment time is only 15 minutes. We must support our comrades on the front line as much as possible."
"But when the time comes, everyone must withdraw from the battlefield according to the original plan. There are not many 155mm howitzers in the entire military region. If anything happens, I will be heartbroken to death."
Before the attack officially started, the commander of the artillery regiment of the Fifth Division was admiring his treasured heavy artillery battalion with relish.
Although this battalion is not currently at full strength, its nine 155mm heavy howitzers can definitely be regarded as a devastating weapon on a plain battlefield.
In terms of lethality alone, it is definitely much stronger than the Shire 2C heavy tank.
What do the devils have?
It is nothing more than the Type 91 105 grenade belonging to the artillery wing of the division.
This thing is indeed very powerful on the Asian battlefield. It can take advantage of most of the artillery of the Central Army and the main local troops.
But if you were to sit at the same table with the Eighth Route Army artillerymen and play Beast Chess, it would be at an absolute disadvantage in terms of range, sustainability, and power.
There is no way, the division-level firepower of 105+155 has reached the average level of the European battlefield. After a while, Desan's western front troops may not be able to maintain this level of firepower.
It’s not just a circle, but we have to force ourselves into it. Needless to say, the fate of the notebooks goes without saying.
When it was said that Cao Cao had arrived, just as all the soldiers in the heavy artillery battalion were gearing up, the divisional correspondent arrived on time with good news.
"Captain! Division headquarters is calling!"
"The division commander requires you to fire immediately and push back all the infantry who are cooperating with the Japanese armored forces in the attack!"
As soon as these words came out, the commander of the artillery regiment immediately became energetic. Comrades train hard in normal times, just to be able to play a decisive role at critical moments.
Thinking of this, he took the command flag from the starter without hesitation.
"Attention all battalion! Target No. 107, the enemy is following the infantry! Scale 356, direction 0-50 to the left, ten rapid fire shots!"
"Load! Prepare!"
"put!"
As the artillery command flag fell, nine Schneider M1929 155 plus howitzers opened fire in unison.
At the moment of firing, flames surged from both sides of the muzzle brake.
Dust was flying on the battlefield, and the ground seemed to have sunk a bit. Comrades can only feel the tremors in their bodies, as if they have experienced a dragon turning over.
The cannonball flew at high speed, making a clear and sharp whistling sound.
They drew arcs in the air, and finally landed in the path of the Japanese infantry's attack.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
If we compare the projection amount per unit time, the 155mm M1929 is definitely not as good as the 105mm M1935B. This gap cannot be overstated to say that it is too close to match.
But in terms of the power of a single shot, the former is really more powerful than the latter.
What's more, the Schneider 155 grenade has been systematically strengthened. Its absolute killing radius, effective killing radius and maximum killing radius have all been improved, almost reaching post-war levels.
Coupled with the firepower bonus of the rapid fire from the nine gates, the Japanese infantry within the target range of No. 107 were directly killed and injured, and dozens of them were killed by the shock alone.
"Oh my God, is this the power of a heavy howitzer? If dozens of 155mm howitzers fire at the same time, even the gods will not be able to hold it back!"
On the Jiaolai Plain, about two kilometers away from the Japanese chariot brigade, an anti-tank gun loader stared at the smoke-filled battlefield in the distance, dumbfounded in horror.
For him, who has lived a hard life for several years, a division-level heavy artillery such as the 155-mm grenade is still a bit exaggerated.
Also shocked were the other soldiers in the platoon.
However, in comparison, the platoon leader's performance was much better. He was seen moving quickly in the trench with his waist bent, reminding the soldiers in each squad one by one to be ready to engage the enemy.
"Don't just watch the show. The Japanese tanks are about to jump over the wall. We can't take away the ammunition. Let's start fighting for a while and try to kill a few more Type 97 tanks."
"By the way, remember to keep your ears up. No matter what happens on the battlefield, the rally call must be the order."
"As soon as the horn sounds, retreat immediately!"
"yes!"
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Behind the first brigade of Japanese tanks, Tamada Miiro's Type 97 command vehicle.
Looking at the scrapped light and medium tanks around him, as well as the Eighth Route Army defense forces that had almost no major losses, the old Japanese sighed quietly.
"Is this what people in the Republic of China felt like back then?"
At this moment, he suddenly remembered five years ago.
Thinking back to those days, they also relied on large-caliber heavy artillery as the vanguard, clearing the way with artillery fire and breaking through, and finally captured countless cities in the Republic of China.
What a glorious day it is to have more flowers and be invincible.
But now, Tamada Mirou just feels that the whole world is crazy.
An ordinary division-level unit of the Republic of China can withstand the attack of its own brigade with the help of fortifications and various artillery.
Looking at the entire history of the Great Japanese war, this is the first time such an outrageous thing has happened. Such a huge sense of disparity almost made him lose his balance.
However, on the battlefield, every second the front-line commander is distracted, the casualties of the attacking troops will increase. Thinking of this, the old devil forced himself to cheer up and ordered:
"Pass my order, let the artillery tank squadron immediately launch smoke bombs. We can't let the enemy's anti-tank guns fire recklessly anymore, and we must create opportunities for the main force to advance."
"Also, let those disjointed infantry catch up as quickly as possible! They are mobile infantry, how can they be slower than the third-rate soldiers of the garrison division."
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"After the mobile artillery regiment is in place, the entire brigade will immediately launch a general attack!"
As a mature armored commander, Yutian Meilang saw the tactical goal of the Eighth Route Army at a glance, which was to use the advantage of artillery fire to disconnect the armored forces and infantry.
On the open plain, the enemy has already arranged fortifications, and there is no bunker available.
In this case, if he leads the First Tank Brigade to rashly attack the grid position, even if he can win, it will definitely be a loss-making exchange ratio.
When the old devil thought of the endless anti-tank rockets of the Eighth Route Army, his scalp was numb.
He always paid attention to the Eastern Front of Europe, and he knew that the allies' Tiger heavy tanks could not withstand a close-range barrel, and their brigade's Asia No. 4 would definitely be broken at the touch.
As for reversing, or turning around and retreating?
This option was not in Yutian Meilang's plan at all. After all, no matter how fast the armored forces were, they were not faster than artillery shells.
If you use tactics to rush forward, you still have a chance to fight. If you expose your back to the enemy's artillery, you will only die. Reality is not the world of warships, and there is no such thing as dragging your sword in land warfare.
While the old Japanese soldier was anxiously waiting, the artillery tank squadron of the first tank brigade finally arrived at a safe firing position.
These murderous decisive battle weapons once made him regain his confidence and courage.
"Quick! Fire immediately!"
"Target the enemy's defensive position, shoot all the smoke bombs for me to cover the attack of the two tank regiments."
"Hi!"
In modern warfare, mobility is one of the key factors that determine the outcome of the battlefield.
This truth was brought to the extreme by the German III on the European battlefield. The Japanese, who were also the big brother of the Axis powers, naturally understood it, so they developed a type 1 self-propelled artillery.
This artillery tank, which is based on the Type 97 medium-sized warship and equipped with a 75mm field gun, has an overall combat performance similar to the early three-thrust, and is a secret weapon prepared by the Japanese army for the No. 1 operation.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Accompanied by the bombardment of ten Type 1 self-propelled artillery pieces, clouds of smoke rose in the battle zone and the Eighth Route Army's positions in an instant.
The white smoke obscured the vision of the observation post, the suspected anti-tank artillery positions and many fire points, which reduced the pressure of the First Tank Brigade during the march.
The opportunity was rare, and Yutian Meilang hurriedly issued an order for a general attack in the communication channel.
"The artillery tank squadron has used up all the smoke bombs, and success or failure depends on this one move! The First Tank Brigade, all crews charge towards the Eighth Route Army's positions!"
"Black cards! Load!"
As soon as these words came out, the Japanese tank commanders stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Nearly a hundred Type 95 light tanks and Type 97 medium tanks were emitting black smoke and rushed straight to the plain ahead.
At the moment of life and death, they did not care about the life of the engine. After all, no one knew whether they could survive.
The infantrymen following behind also tried their best. Some squadrons abandoned their heavy weapons in pursuit of speed, and even took awakening potions on their own initiative.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Yutian Meilang, who was attacking with the main force, vaguely saw the dawn of victory.
Because the firepower of the Eighth Route Army seemed to have suddenly weakened a lot.
"That's right, there must be a problem with the enemy's ammunition reserves. The 12th and 11th Armies blocked the Longhai Railway, and the Eighth Route Army in Shandong Province could not have enough ammunition!" (End of this chapter)