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Chapter 453: Tons of Artillery Shells for the Japanese Regiment

453 Ten tons of artillery shells for the Japanese regiment

The shelling was still going on. At the howitzer position more than a dozen miles away, the Kuomintang artillerymen were frequently loading and firing.

The loud rumbling sound made the artillerymen's ears buzz, but they had long been accustomed to it.

At this time, many of these artillerymen were shirtless, carrying heavy shells one after another and loading them into the gun barrels, and they enjoyed it very much.

Because they know.

If they fired one more shell, perhaps they could kill a few more Japanese devils.

Bang!

After the shell was fired, the huge shell was ejected from the barrel.

There were bullet casings all around, all over the ground.

The three National Army regiments that surrounded the Japs would not attack until the shelling ended.

At this time, most of the Kuomintang soldiers were hiding behind the trenches and covering their ears.

Only a small number of soldiers were still excitedly sticking their heads out of the trenches, wanting to see with their own eyes the scene of the Japanese being bombarded by heavy artillery.

“Haha, the heavy artillery regiment and the rocket artillery regiment attacked together.

This Japanese brigade that was surrounded by us is really unlucky. "

Some soldiers were chatting with their companions in the trenches.

"Of course, by the time the bombardment is over, there won't be many Japanese soldiers left alive in the ambush circle.

When the time comes, we can just go in and clean up the mess."

"Hey, the little devils dare to come and steal our house.

Really looking for death. "

Many new recruits of the National Army were shocked by the shelling, but not too shocked.

They also thought that other national armies had this kind of firepower.

Only those veterans in the team who had retired and came to the militia to serve as instructors were filled with emotion when they looked at the fierce firepower.

"You little bastards, you are so lucky.

This is how we followed Commander Ye to fight the Japanese.

Thinking back to the time when we were fighting the Japanese, we were the ones who were bombarded like this.

Now, things are different now, and the ones being bombed are the Japanese devils."

Some veterans were in the trenches, looking at the shells exploding below the mountains, recalling the Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Nanjing.

At that time, when they were fighting the Japanese, they were indeed the ones who were bombed and the fight was difficult.

The new recruits today have never had such an experience.

Finally, some Japanese soldiers tried to escape into the mountains on both sides to avoid the artillery shells.

As a result, as soon as they approached the mountain, they encountered fire attacks from the Kuomintang soldiers who were ambushed there.

Leaving behind a pile of corpses, they retreated again.

In desperation, the Japanese had to find cover as much as possible and withstand this wave of artillery fire.

However, the rumbling bombardment continued for a long time.

Not only were the National Army soldiers surprised, but even the Japanese in the ambush circle were numb.

The shelling lasted more than half an hour and it wasn't over yet.

In the entire ambush circle, every inch of land was probably bombarded by artillery shells.

Colonel Fujita still doesn't know how many Japanese soldiers in his regiment can survive.

As for the telegram to the Japanese brigade commander Takano, it was not sent out either.

It was just because, out of the four Japanese officers who had just gone out to look for the telegraph operator, only one came back in the end.

The Japanese officers told Colonel Fujita that their telegraph operator was killed by a shell.

The radio station was also destroyed, and there was no way to contact the Japanese brigade commander Takano Atsuo who was still in Wenzhou City.

"It's over, everything is over."

At this moment, Captain Fujita was filled with despair.

Zhou Xinghai stood on the mountain and looked at the Japanese soldiers below who had been bombarded by artillery shells for more than half an hour.

Laughed too!

"Sir, when will the bombardment end?"

Behind him, the commander of the Third Militia Regiment couldn't help but ask.

"No hurries?

It’s better to wait until the artillery regiment has used up all the shells it has brought.

Then, it will be easy for you to deal with the devils."

"This is such a waste of ammunition."

The commander of the Second Militia Regiment behind him was also a veteran, and he was not used to this kind of extravagant fighting style.

In his opinion, the shelling would only last for a dozen minutes.

As for the rest, they should let their infantry charge and deal with the remaining Japanese devils.

Zhou Xinghai said earnestly: "Things are different now. In the past, shells were more valuable to us than human lives.

But now, there is the arsenal built by Commander Ye.

Human life is much more valuable than gold.

You must adapt to this style of fighting in the future. If a problem can be solved with artillery shells, don't let others attack first.

Commander Ye often warned us.

If you are poor, you can use tactics to intersperse, if you are rich, you can cover it with firepower.

Now is the time when we are rich.

This time, I directly ordered the heavy artillery regiment to take away ten tons of artillery shells from the arsenal.

All the lights are on me.

Using ten tons of artillery shells to exchange for a regiment of the Japanese is not a loss at all."

Originally, the militia officers behind him thought Zhou Xinghai's teachings made a lot of sense.

"what!"

But when they heard Zhou Xinghai say at the end that the heavy artillery regiment would use up all ten tons of artillery shells this time, they were all stunned.

After all, these veterans have been poor for too long.

Zhou Xinghai didn’t take everyone’s shocked expressions seriously, “Is ten tons a lot?

If you saw how many shells were stored in the arsenal's ammunition depot.

You don’t think ten tons of shells are too much.”

However, Zhou Xinghai also understood this.

It will not be easy to correct the combat ideas of these veterans in a short period of time.

Thinking back, Zhou Xinghai had to be educated repeatedly by Ye Qingshan before he accepted this wealthy style of play.

Finally, the sound of artillery fire gradually subsided.

Zhou Xinghai knew that the artillery regiment had almost run out of artillery shells.

He turned to look at the militia officers behind him and said with a smile, “Okay.

The artillery regiment’s performance is over, it’s your turn.

To completely wipe out the remaining devils.

Then, we went to support our brothers in Wenzhou and wiped out another Japanese regiment.

We can’t let the Japs get the message and run away.”

"Yes!"

Several militia officers behind him responded excitedly.

Beep!

Soon, as the shelling ended, the sound of rapid charge horns rang out from the surrounding mountains.

"Kill!"

Countless militia soldiers shouted excitedly and rushed towards the ambush circle.

Da da da!

Dense bullets poured down like rain towards the remaining Japanese soldiers in the ambush circle.

Inside the ambush circle, the Japanese had already suffered heavy losses in the previous artillery attacks.

They were already in a state of panic, and only one tenth of their fighting power remained.

Facing those militia soldiers whose morale was high and who were as fierce as tigers descending from the mountains, they were truly just chickens and dogs at this moment.

The subsequent battle was nothing more than autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

After the bombardment, only less than half of the more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers survived.

Moreover, they were scattered into many places, and there were a large number of wounded soldiers.

In this situation, the remaining one thousand or so Japanese soldiers were not enough to be shared by the thousands of militia soldiers who rushed in.

The subsequent battle lasted less than an hour before it was completely over.

The 39rd Regiment of the 233th Division of the Japanese army was completely wiped out!