The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 640 The First World War Shocks the North China Artillery Battalion's First Demonstration ([-])

After Shinozuka Yoshio's order was quickly conveyed.

Niukou Village.

Detachment Command.

When the news of the change in the situation on the front line came, Chief of Staff Xu Guoan used a pencil map to work on the combat map and drew arrows representing the movement of the Japanese army.

His expression was a little solemn: "Old Kong, it seems that everything is similar to what we speculated. The first roundabout troops were blocked by the Japanese army. The movements from the front line, the troops that the devils were originally advancing to the southwest, pulled out More than a thousand Japanese and puppet troops headed northwest to block our detour!"

Kong Jie said with a smile: "As expected, Yoshio Shinozuka, an old devil, has dealt with me many times. At this moment, our combat intention is very obvious, which is to detour to the back of the Japanese puppet army in the southwest and join forces with the southward troops to attack on both sides. .”

"If it is speculated from common sense, the Japanese army would never believe that we have such a big appetite. The troops that originally went south were just bait for the purpose of encircling and annihilating more than [-] of its troops."

"But Yoshio Shinozuka, an old devil, is very cautious. He will still take precautions to block our detour troops and ensure the safety of the southwest advancing troops."

Having said that, Kong Jie turned to the side of the headquarters, where the communications soldiers were busy using the radio station and asked:
"Where is Sun Desheng's heavy combat troops now?"

After a while, the Ministry of Communications quickly got in touch with the front line, and the responsible correspondent got up to report:

"Reporting to the head of the group, Sun Desheng's troops have probably arrived at the middle of the Nanxia Mountain Road!"

Kong Jie nodded, and said to Xu Guoan on the battle map:
"From the very beginning, I knew very well that the detours of a route would soon be intercepted by the devils, so the detour troops we sent out first were just a cover to attract the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops."

"The real killer move is hidden in Sun Desheng's heavily armed combat troops."

"Take this road down the mountain road south. Before the battle broke out, I sent my team to go through it many times to ensure that the road is smooth and concealed quickly. I can even reach the cliff south of Taihang before the devils notice it. "

"This is the advantage of having the initiative in fighting. In this battle, we will go south and mobilize the devils to attack. When, where, and how to fight? The initiative is always in our hands."

If you are holding a lupine, Captain Kong, who must have some sense of a feather fan crown and scarf, continued:

"This time, the heavy-armored combat force led by Sun Desheng, or the truck combat force, included six trucks from the heavy-armored combat force, plus four trucks dispatched by our logistics and transportation department, a total of ten military trucks.

The task is very clear, which is to transport all the main artillery of our entire artillery battalion to within the range that can hit the Japanese and puppet troops in the Taihang southward cliff area.

As long as it can reach within a range of nearly two kilometers, there is no need for precise strikes. The large area of ​​​​firepower is covered. The Japanese and puppet troops who are gathering on the periphery of the cliff to fight with our local troops and militia comrades can be killed even if they close their eyes. a large piece.

In addition, the teams that followed the local comrades and militia comrades to the south were equipped with communication short-wave radio stations and accompanying artillery observers, which could provide target data to the artillery battalion in a timely manner. "

A smile appeared on Xu Guoan's originally dignified face, and he was looking forward to this scene.

Commander Kong has already planned the deployment after the bombardment of the Japanese and puppet troops.

"After the bombardment ended, the Japanese and puppet troops were severely injured and would definitely retreat. This is the time for us to close our doors and fight dogs. The main detour troops and the troops going south will attack on both sides. Before the Japanese reinforcements from Taiyuan City arrive, we will give the Japanese troops as much as possible. The puppet army was hit hard."

"Of course, the reinforcement of the Devil's plane must be taken into account."

"If nothing else happens, once our artillery attack starts and the news spreads to the devil's rear, Yoshio Shinozuka, an old devil, will definitely not be able to sit still."

"Our first team has such terrifying artillery weapons in their hands. This old devil can't sleep well. He will definitely send fighter jets, and he doesn't even care about any other targets. He will go straight to the artillery pulled by our heavy combat troops. "

"After the artillery attack, I have already explained to Sun Desheng that he will retreat as soon as possible according to the plan, and drive all the trucks into the prepared ravine in the south direction, and do a good job of camouflage, so that the devil's plane must not find any flaws ..."

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Taihang goes south to the cliff area.

The heroic local comrades and militia comrades are relying on the bunker under the cliff as a fortification, exchanging fire with the Japanese and puppet troops.

In the fierce battle that quickly entered, even though they were fighting elite devils, the local troops and militia fighters were still fearless.

Comrade Zhao Ming, the captain of the district team leading the reinforcements, was shot with a machine gun and shouted:
"Grandma, this kind of battle is so exhilarating, I would like to fight such a battle in my dreams!"

"Captain Huang, the battle of your main combat force is really enjoyable!"

Before he finished speaking, a stray bullet flew over and hit Captain Zhao's left arm with a bang, and Captain Zhao fell to the side of the fortification in response.

Lianchang Huang hurried over to check the situation.

Captain Zhao, however, sat up from behind the fortification in a hurry, covered his left arm soaked in red blood with one hand, and grinned happily: "It's okay, I just let the devil bite me and continue beating!"

Seeing that Captain Zhao was fine, Lianchang Huang heaved a sigh of relief, raised his pistol and fired again, scolding with a smile:
"Old Comrade Zhao, you really don't take your own life seriously!"

Zhao Ming ripped off a strand of cloth strips from his clothes and bandaged his left arm simply and quickly, while shouting, "If my head falls off, it's only a scar the size of a bowl. I'm afraid of a ball!"

Huang Lianchang said: "He is really a tough guy. If our team leader meets Captain Zhao, he will definitely be happy."

Zhao Mingdao: "Really? That's great, Company Commander Huang, I've actually wanted to work with Captain Kong for a long time, how about you introduce me?"

Lianchang Huang smiled and said: "They are all fighting devils, so why should they be divided? I heard from our battalion commander that after this battle is over, according to the wishes of the branch, our local comrades can give numbers and form an independent anti-Japanese brigade."

"At that time, such a battle will be indispensable."

"Really?" Zhao Ming was overjoyed.

"Is there still a fake?"

Huang Lianchang said, looked at his watch, and shouted: "Comrades, we have been fighting for nearly 20 minutes, and another wave of attacks by the little devils has been repelled. Hold on, everyone, our reinforcements are coming soon. !"

Immediately afterwards, a roar came from the forward observation post: "Company commander, the devil is building a grenadier position!"

The vanguard of the Japanese army pursued closely, coupled with the difficulty of traveling in the mountainous area, vehicles transporting artillery could not pass.

The bulky artillery can only be transported by manpower, and the speed naturally cannot keep up.

At present, most of the devil's vanguard troops who followed to fight were handy grenade launchers and small-caliber artillery.

The infantry artillery was still following behind the line.

If it weren't for Company Commander Huang and his party at the bottom of the cliff to retreat, it would be really difficult to defend.

Huang Lianchang scolded: "You son of a bitch, don't you want to bully me if you don't use a large-caliber artillery?"

"Tell the artillery team to take the [-] mortar directly, lock the devil's artillery position, and destroy me!"

"Yes!"

boom -

In the tragic confrontation between the two sides, there were casualties.

On a mountain road hidden in the mountains, ten Japanese-style military trucks, pulling more than a dozen Type 75 and [-]mm artillery, drove fast all the way.

"Quick, speed up!"

Sun Desheng, who personally commanded and led the team, has been urged for the third time.

The artillery battalion is led by battalion commander Wang Chengzhu this time.

This is the first coordinated operation between the Artillery Battalion and Sun Desheng's semi-mechanized heavy troops.

It was the first battle since the formation of the artillery battalion and the semi-mechanized heavy equipment battalion.

Both battalion commanders valued this very much.

When the independent regiment fights, it always depends on its ability.

The semi-mechanized heavy equipment battalion and the artillery battalion, as the two trump cards in Kong Jie's hands, would be laughed at by the soldiers if they failed to play well this time.

Not to mention, whether reinforcements can be made in time this time is directly related to the safety of the comrades trapped in the southward cliff area of ​​Taihang.

Wang Chengzhu and Sun Desheng were a little anxious about this.

At the same time, the Japanese army was indeed deceived by the first roundabout troops sent by Kong Jie.

The devil did not expect at all that this detour was just a cover, and the real killing move was only hidden in ten trucks riding on the mountain road.

Time passed quickly.

After the establishment of Kong Jie’s first team, the Cultural and Art Propaganda Department was established, and the headquarters sent a reporter, a young patriotic student, to the first team.

Because his surname is Song and he is young, everyone calls him Xiao Song.

After coming to the Independent Regiment, Xiao Song became an army reporter of the first detachment. At this moment, Xiao Song was holding his camera and sitting on the co-pilot of a truck, feeling a little nervous.

Before leaving, Kong Jie patted Xiao Song on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Xiao Song, this is the first battle since the establishment of the first anti-Japanese detachment in Northwest Shanxi. Not only do we want to kill the devil to our heart's content, but we also want to film and preserve the scene of beating the little devil for eternity."

"Fighting devils and military operations are important, but the anti-Japanese propaganda is also indispensable."

"This time, you will work with Sun Desheng, Wang Chengzhu and the others to film some combat situations on the front line."

"In the future, the heavy burden of our anti-Japanese first team in anti-Japanese propaganda will fall on you!"

The encouraged Xiao Song has nothing to say.

"Leader, please rest assured, I promise to complete the task!"

It seemed that Kong Jie’s trust still echoed in his ears. The young Xiao Song tightly held the camera in his arms, and was about to face the tragedy of the battlefield. For him who was on the battlefield for the first time, it was a bit of a challenge.

But looking at the resolute and calm faces of the drivers and soldiers driving beside him, the infected Xiao Song secretly made up his mind.

I must not live up to Commander Kong's great trust, and I must find a way to successfully capture the scene of this battle.

Nearly 10 minutes later, the leading truck stopped, and Wang Chengzhu, who was sitting on the co-pilot, jumped out of the truck, ran to a high slope, and looked at the area where fighting was breaking out in the distance with a telescope.

Sun Desheng followed and asked, "Old Wang, what's the matter, is the distance enough?"

From the only gunner of the independent regiment at the beginning, to the platoon leader of the artillery platoon, the commander of the artillery company, the battalion commander of the artillery battalion, and as the instructor of the artillery training class of the independent regiment, the pillars who have grown up all the way, now the face is less simple and honest than before , much more fortitude and composure.

He looked at it with the rangefinder for a while, listened to the sound of the cannon from a distance, pointed to a relatively gentle hill not far away and said:
"In order to ensure that the energy coverage area can hit the devils and puppet troops on the head, and then move forward 500 meters, that is the hill. It is perfect for us to build the artillery position there!"

"Okay, without further ado, let's set off!" Sun Desheng said.

Said, in order to hurry up, Sun Desheng and Wang Chengzhu trotted back to the co-pilot, commanding the convoy to drive quickly to the designated location.

After arriving at the place, under the command of Wang Chengzhu, the soldiers quickly lifted the transported artillery off the truck, and quickly assembled the disassembled and transported infantry artillery.

Then build artillery fortifications on the established hills.

Seven 75-type infantry guns and eight [-]mm mountain guns were quickly lined up in two rows on the fairly wide hill.

Next to each gun stood a wooden box full of shells.

Everything is ready quickly...

(End of this chapter)