vrcanaries Chapter 438 The Counterattack Begins
Chapter 438 The Counterattack Begins
Meanwhile, the movements of the Japanese soldiers were also observed by Gou Dan and Li Tian, who were lying in ambush around the battlefield.
Seeing that most of the Japanese soldiers had already entered the range of the artillery, the remaining ones would be intercepted by the tank regiment of the War Bear Division, which was coming from downstream.
So, after the Japanese soldiers' second round of artillery fire...
Gou Dan and Li Tian also relayed the artillery coordinates and attack orders to their respective artillery battalions.
At this moment, Gou Dan was in charge of Bai Luo's side.
"Young manager, there are many Japanese soldiers on the river on the north bank of the river. We can start shelling now."
Upon hearing this, Bai Luo was immediately overjoyed.
The next moment, Bai Luo quickly adjusted the coordinates of the artillery array to include the entire river surface and the north bank of the river.
After making the adjustments, Bai Luo pressed the fire button for the artillery array.
Meanwhile, the three artillery regiments of the New First Division, and one artillery regiment of the War Bear Division.
There's also the Katyusha rocket launcher, which Zhang Yunhai was in charge of.
The coordinates have all been adjusted.
The entire process took no more than 10 seconds before and after Bai Luo pressed the firing button for the artillery.
They all launched carpet bombing campaigns against the two Japanese divisions.
The coolest-looking ones were the more than 30 rocket launchers that Zhang Yunhai was in charge of.
"Launch!" Zhang Yunhai's excited and high-pitched voice suddenly rang out.
In an instant, the 30 Katyusha rocket launchers, which were originally lined up neatly, suddenly unleashed astonishing power.
One rocket after another emerged from the launch rails, trailing blazing flames like fiery dragons, their tails spewing intense heat as they hurtled toward the Japanese positions on the north bank of the river.
The area they were responsible for was the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun position.
More than 200 rockets were launched into the air within a minute, streaking across the sky and leaving behind distorted trails.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived above the Japanese Type 92 artillery position.
The Japanese artillerymen below were stunned by the scene above them.
Most of the Japanese soldiers stood frozen in shock, while only a few began to flee to the rear.
But it was too late. By the time the rockets reached their targets, it was already a sign that the gates of hell had been opened for the Japanese soldiers below.
After the first rocket hit the Japanese soldiers' Type 92 artillery position.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out in the center of the artillery position, and the powerful shockwave and fragments from the rockets spread wildly in all directions with unstoppable force.
Several Japanese Type 92 infantry guns were blown up on the spot, while the surrounding Japanese artillerymen fared even worse.
Japanese soldiers who were close to the blast point were instantly riddled with shrapnel and turned into a pile of mangled flesh.
I guarantee that even his mother wouldn't recognize him.
The remaining rockets, one after another, covered the entire artillery position the moment the first rocket exploded.
Instantly, the Japanese artillery positions were completely engulfed in flames and smoke. Dense explosions rose and fell, one after another, like rolling thunder, shaking the ground beneath their feet violently.
Many Type 92 infantry guns were directly hit, their barrels twisted and deformed by the explosion, parts flying everywhere, turning into a jet of metal that shot towards the surrounding Japanese artillery.
At that moment, a Japanese artillery company commander, dressed in the uniform of a Japanese major, lay twisted on the ground.
He kept spitting out crimson blood, and at this moment, a Type 92 infantry gun barrel was sticking out of his abdomen.
This pinned him firmly to the cold land of the northern province.
The remaining Japanese artillerymen were jolted back to their senses by the violent explosion, and the once orderly position instantly descended into chaos.
The Japanese soldiers fled in panic, but there was nowhere for them to hide.
The blast radius of the rockets was so wide that when all 200-plus rockets hit their position...
The dust and black smoke kicked up by the explosion had enveloped their entire artillery position.
One by one, Japanese artillerymen fell amidst the flames and smoke, their screams and shouts drowned out by the thunderous explosions, sounding incredibly faint.
However, Zhang Yunhai and his team could only attack this wave, because they didn't have many rockets left.
The rocket production line is not yet in operation.
The Japanese soldiers on the river were in no better shape.
At this moment, they were receiving personal care from Bai Luo.
Twenty-four 152mm cannons fired at a rate of 10 rounds per minute at the ice surface crowded with Japanese soldiers.
The moment Bai Luo fired, 24 152mm shells, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound as they tore through the air, flew towards the Japanese soldiers on the ice like shooting stars.
The first shell landed precisely in the center of the ice.
"Boom!"
After a deafening roar, a huge hole was blasted into the ice surface, and the surrounding ice cracked like a spider web.
The enormous impact of the explosion knocked the Japanese soldiers off the ice and onto the ground, where they tumbled and rolled like gourds.
They bumped into many of their comrades one after another, and several Japanese soldiers even fell directly into the icy river through the cracks in the ice.
But before the surrounding Japanese soldiers could reach out to help...
Immediately afterwards, more shells followed. Flames shot up across the ice, blasting huge holes in it, the explosions echoing continuously.
The Japanese soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden and fierce attack. They fled in panic, but the ice under their feet was riddled with holes, and they could easily fall into the icy river.
Getting back up is now virtually impossible.
Even more terrifying was that the ice shards blown away by the explosion had now become sharp tools for reaping the Japanese soldiers.
The lucky Japanese soldiers were hit directly by the shells and instantly shattered into pieces, dying without any pain.
The Japanese soldiers who were hit by ice blocks from the explosion were not so lucky.
Many Japanese soldiers were riddled with bullet holes, but they didn't die immediately.
He could only lie on the ice in despair, being trampled by his companions who were already in complete chaos around him.
They were either trampled to death or plunged into the river as the ice broke, the icy water instantly engulfing them, leaving only a few desperate cries before they slowly sank to the bottom of the cold river.
As time passed, smoke filled the air on the ice, firelight flickered, and the screams, cries for help, and curses of the Japanese soldiers mingled together, gradually echoing across the cold land of the northern province.
Meanwhile, Bai Luo's 24 field cannons continued to roar, each shelling taking the lives of more than 10 Japanese soldiers on the spot.
With each round of shelling, fewer and fewer Japanese soldiers remained on the ice, which was riddled with holes from the bombardment.
And it had already begun to crack inch by inch, and a considerable number of Japanese soldiers had not even had time to rush to the bank before they fell into the icy cold river water.
Their only hope of survival was to swim to shore before their bodies froze.
But Bai Luo was clearly not going to give the Japanese soldiers that chance. He had already begun adjusting some of the artillery before the firing even started, and was now targeting the Japanese soldiers on the north bank of the river.