Howitzers that blow up a few kilometers of defense in the kingdom into a sea of ​​fire with just twelve gates is naturally not a simple thing.

The so-called Type 91 105 howitzer is just a name given by the Black Hawk Army itself. In fact, this guy is a completely copycat version. Its original deity should be called the Schneider 105 howitzer, to put it bluntly. This type of cannon was produced and sold to them by the Tianlan Empire Company, and they just copied it completely according to the same cannon.

Although it is a complete copycat howitzer without the technical characteristics of the Black Hawk Empire, it is not very suitable for the small size of the Black Hawk Empire, but it weighs 16 kilograms and charges 2.52 kilograms at the same time, and the lethality of the projectiles running thousands of meters in the air at an initial speed of 454 meters, and the killing radius is as high as 32 meters.

The power is not small at all.

Do a simple calculation problem and calculate the area of ​​the circle, you can know that the killing area of ​​the cannon shell is as high as more than 3,200 square meters. How big is a basketball court? It is 28 meters long, 15 meters wide, and has an area of ​​420 meters, which is close to the area of ​​8 basketball courts.

A 105-caliber shell fell, and there was a sea of ​​fire within a range of 3,200 square meters. What would it be like to fire the twelve guns at the same time?

With the nearly ten minutes of fire raid, each howitzer fired at least twenty shells. On the main position of Gu Yongfeng, which was ravaged by more than 200 shells, there were almost no protrusions.

The once majestic ancient city wall has long been blown into rubble, and the heavy machine gun fortifications built with three or four layers of sacks that can be attacked by anti-grenade cans have long been blown into white ground, whether it is a human or a machine gun, it has all turned into a pile of parts.

Although it was already dawn, it was still a little dark, but after the fire broke out, the burning trees and fortifications horn trees illuminated the entire position clearly and variable.

There were not many cries on the position miraculously.

Because, in the trenches that were more than 2,000 meters long, there were not many people who were still alive. Even if they were still alive, they were still as dumb as a wooden chicken for a long time without recovering. Suddenly, the fierce artillery fire from the sky broke them all out.

The trench in front of Guyong Peak was already deep enough. The defenders who had been preparing for more than 20 days also tried their best to build the trench and even dug anti-aircraft holes. But facing the terrifying 105-caliber howitzer, the trench was still too shallow after all.

Because the soil is too hard, the anti-aircraft holes are seriously insufficient, and not everyone has the opportunity to hide in the anti-aircraft holes.

Even if you hide in the anti-aircraft hole, you will not be at ease in the anti-aircraft hole that can only withstand the power and specifications of 75-caliber mountain cannons and field cannon shells.

"Save someone! Save someone! My brother is still inside. Come and help me dig someone!" A soldier with a dark face, wearing a lieutenant, only one arm, covered in blood, howling and staggering along the trenches that had collapsed several places, shouting.

Until he met a soldier who was well-dressed and straightened his legs in the trench, he tripped hard by his outstretched legs. Regardless of the blood flowing from his head, the lieutenant grabbed the soldier who tripped him and roared angrily: "Damn it, why are you sitting here? Let me save someone!"

However, the soldier ignored him and looked at the lieutenant with a strange expression without saying a word.

Then, as the lieutenant shook wildly, a mouthful of black blood with several pieces of fragments of debris spewed out of his mouth, and his head drooped, and he died. His internal organs had long been shattered in the terrible shock wave formed by the explosion of the shell. With a slight movement, the last trace of vitality was cut off.

This kind of soldier's body looks like it is not injured at all, but the inner organs have been shaken and destroyed. The corpses of the dead soldiers can be seen everywhere in the trenches. That is because the terrible power of the 105 howitzer explosion does not even require shrapnel and shock waves to kill people. Just relying on the violent vibration of the ground is enough to kill people.

When the shelling attack, lying all over his body on the ground was also a wrong way to avoid the arrival of the God of Death.

"Dead, die again." As the soldier's head lowered, the lieutenant's hand froze suddenly and murmured to himself.

He used the dirty back of his hands to wipe away the tears rolling from his eyes. The lieutenant seemed to cheer himself up: "I don't believe it, I can't even find a living person."

However, as he raised his head, wherever he looked, the soldiers in the trench were either lying on their shores or lying in an extremely weird posture. It was hardly necessary to check, and the lieutenant knew that they were dead.

As for the trenches, there is no need to see them. Even if there are, they will be blown away. No one can survive in the face of the air waves that can destroy the ancient city walls.

The tears that had just been wiped out in the eyes of the lieutenant, and finally dripped again. He really couldn't find a living person. There was a whole infantry company! There was a full 800-meter-long position with more than 140 infantry companies.

What is despair? Despair that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

That's it.

When you need comrades but find that you can only be alone.

"Ah~~~" Like a lonely wolf, the second lieutenant suddenly fell to the ground, hit the ground hard, and burst out with a heart-wrenching howl.

The white dawn sky, reflected by the flames, was reflected in red, and the silently burning wood set off the lonely and desperate figure of the second lieutenant.

When an infantry company of the 21st Brigade of the 12th Division of the Third Army arrived at the Black Hawks' most prominent position on the entire line of defense from 800 meters away, the scene I saw on the most prominent position on the entire line of defense was that a single-armed lieutenant infantry platoon leader was digging desperately in a piece of gravel with his only one-armed single arm.

Half of my body was soaked in blood, and my intact right hand was also covered in blood.

The place he dug was the largest anti-aircraft hole of his infantry platoon. He could hide in two infantry squads, but in this crazy artillery bombardment by the Black Hawk Army, a shell exploded at fifteen meters. It was more than one meter deep to put down the two Eight Immortal Tables. The power of the shell was proved. At such a close distance, although the anti-aircraft hole was not blown up, it was shaken down.

The two infantry squads that hid in were all buried.

The infantrymen who came to reinforce pulled away the already crazy lieutenant and digged desperately, but it was too late. The sand and gravel above the collapsed cave filled all the gaps, and no one could survive the lack of oxygen for more than ten minutes.

As the gray bodies were carried out, the soldiers who reached out to test their breath and listened carefully to their heartbeat kept shaking their heads, the second lieutenant's face became more and more gray, so the grim defeat made no one who was as heartless as stone could not bear to look at it anymore.

They are all in the army, and everyone knows what it feels like to lose their comrades who are together day and night. Especially, this infantry company only survived him in this terrifying shelling.

"Please him down for treatment and tell the division military doctor that I must save him." A major battalion commander who arrived here twitched his muscles on his face a few times. He had not been completely cleaned up in the anti-cannon hole and had not been lifted out, so he ordered.

"No, no one can touch me. This is my brother. I want to watch them come out." The lieutenant suddenly screamed wildly, twisting his body that was about to be forced to be taken away by several soldiers. The broken arm wound that had just been forced to be bandaged was bleeding again. The severe pain made his dark face twisted and a little scary.

A faint light of tears flashed in the major battalion commander's eyes, and he waved his hand, "Forget it, let him wait first!"

Even if he was used to life and death, his main infantry company under his command had only one shelling and was destroyed in this way. For this major battalion commander who had been through a long battle formation, the blow was great enough. The pain in his heart was probably no less than the crazy lieutenant platoon leader in front of him.

Finally, the last soldier leaning inside was dug out, his face was very pale, but his face was unexpectedly clean. He was also a very young soldier. Looking at his face, he would never be more than seventeen years old. He was firmly protected by at least five soldiers, unlike other soldiers, and there were sand and gravel in their mouths and noses.

The medical soldier wearing the red cross put his hand under his nose, unable to feel the warm breath of expectation, pulled his military uniform apart, put his ears on his thin chest and listened for a while. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, he shook his head silently.

"I don't believe it, but I can't survive if I don't believe it." The lieutenant broke free from the two soldiers who were supporting him and rushed up frantically.

"Dog god, the dog leftover, your damn, I'll survive. If you don't live, I'll be the only one in the ranks and companies. You'll live for me!" The lieutenant frantically held one hand that was cut from the blood of the sand and gravel, and tried hard to hit the young soldier's thin chest.

Seeing the soldiers around him all drooping their heads and crying.

Yes! He is the only one left in the whole company.

If it were me, I might have been crazy long ago!

As the lieutenant slammed the soldier's chest frantically, a miracle happened. The young soldier suddenly started to cough violently.

"Dog left, are you doing this? You laugh and let me see." The lieutenant was obviously stunned by the huge surprise in the surprise eyes of the soldiers around him, and asked disbelief.

"Ahem, platoon leader, if you hit me again, I might be really beaten to death." The young soldier smiled at his platoon leader with a little weak smile.

"Haha, I knew that there would be no one left, haha!" The lieutenant laughed wildly.

The soldiers also cheered, but they laughed, but many people cried again.

Just now, it was the commander who hugged his soldiers and was crying. Now, it was his soldiers who hugged him and were crying.

The second lieutenant, who had no idea of ​​the blood flowing, had already exhausted his energy. He had just been waiting for his soldiers to be rescued, and he was so energetic that he was waiting for his soldiers to be rescued. It was purely a kind of hope to support him.

When I saw that my infantry platoon or infantry company finally survived a soldier, my spirit was relaxed and my body was exhausted and I could no longer hold on.

"Dog Zuozi, as long as you are still alive, our 2nd Company will not die yet. After this battle, burn some paper for the brothers and go home! The regiment commander will agree." The second lieutenant's dirty face instantly pale as paper, and his lips moved, weakly said to the young soldier who turned over and hugged him.
Chapter completed!