The system sent me to fight

Chapter 14 Part-Time Artillery

After being blocked by the defenders, the devil's reaction was also very quick.

The machine gun team had set up a pair of light and heavy machine guns, and soon let out a deafening roar, pouring dense bullets towards the defenders' positions to counter-suppress the defenders.

Yang Jing now has no time to take care of the devil's machine gunner, because the threat of the devil's grenadier is far greater than the machine gun.

Just now, a mortar shell fell from the sky and landed on the defender's machine gun position with precision.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the machine gunners on the ground were blown out with their guns.

In the scope, Yang Jingqing clearly saw that about 600 meters away, after the devil grenadier succeeded in one blow, he quickly picked up another shell, and made a gesture to stuff it into the barrel again.

"Damn it! With Lao Tzu around, how can I allow you to continue to act like a fool?"

After a cold snort, Yang Jing directly pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

A 7.62mm caliber rifle bullet came out of the chamber spinning at high speed.

The next moment, a blood-red hole appeared in the center of the devil's grenadier's helmet, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this, a grenadier next to him immediately ran up to fill his position, but just as his hand touched the shell on the ground, a cloud of blood burst directly from his head.

"Baga! The enemy has sharpshooters!"

It can be said that it was a coincidence that one person was hit, but it was not a coincidence that another person was hit in less than 10 seconds.

After the ghost grenadiers reacted, they immediately became cautious, which made Yang Jing's sniping efficiency drop a lot.

However, as the roar of the tank became clearer, Yang Jing's face became heavy.

Perhaps compared to the tanks of powerful countries such as the United States and the Soviet Union, the Devil's Type [-] light tanks are not even considered real tanks.

But for the national army, which is seriously lacking in tank defense weapons, this is still a lethal enough weapon.

At least the Mosin Nagant sniper rifle in Yang Jing's hand could not penetrate the defensive armor of the Type [-] light tank at all.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The dense bullets hit the tank's defensive armor as if it was tickling. Apart from splashing clusters of sparks and leaving a little bullet mark, they did not cause any damage to it at all.

In this way, the devil infantry hiding on the two wings of the tank and behind them also became arrogant, and when they followed the tank forward, they kept firing back.

At the same time, a Type [-] heavy machine gun mounted on the top of the tank also roared.

A dense rain of bullets poured over, hitting the defenders' positions in smoke and dust.

Many soldiers were shot one after another and fell in a pool of blood one after another.

However, it was the devil's tank gun that was really deadly.

A Devil tank quickly found the defender's machine gun that was suppressing its firepower, and then immediately turned the turret, and the dark muzzle of the 37mm caliber main gun quickly locked on the heavy machine gun.

Then, before the soldiers of the machine gun team could react, a shell flew over at a high speed of more than 700ms.

Accompanied by a loud bang, a cloud of dazzling red light burst out suddenly on the machine gun position.

In the red light, the bodies of the four machine gun fighters were directly blown away by the shock wave produced by the explosion, and they died before they landed.

The Type [-] heavy machine gun on the ground also turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"Tom!"

"Tom tom tom tom!"

At the same time, the rest of the devil tanks followed suit.

After the explosion ended, the gunfire from the defenders' position immediately weakened by a little.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jing's expression changed drastically.

The firepower of the defenders could not destroy the devil's tanks at all, but the threat of the devil's tanks to the defenders was fatal.

He didn't care about continuing to kill the devil's important target, picked up the Mosin Nagant sniper rifle in front of him, and quickly ran towards Yao Ziqing's position along the trench with his waist down.

"Brother, the Devil's Iron Kings are too much of a threat to our army. We have to find a way to destroy them quickly, or these few Iron Kings will kill all the brothers."

Yao Ziqing's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and he said in a rather hoarse voice: "The only ones in our army that can kill the devil tanks are the two 75mm field guns in the back mountain.

It's just that the devil's tank is always on the move, and it's too difficult to hit it. "

"Boom! Boom!"

As soon as Yao Ziqing finished speaking, two groups of red lights rose from the devil's charge team.

But it's a pity that, except for a few devils who were swept away from the shock wave, the devil's tank group remained motionless like a moving fortress.

Just to match the infantry's charge, the speed has slowed down a bit.

"Field cannon?"

Yang Jing suddenly remembered that he had masturbated before, as if a masturbation cup had exploded, bah, a book of artillery proficiency had exploded.

So there was a flash of light in his eyes and he said, "Brother, let me try it."

"can you?"

"Man, how can you say no?"

"Well, I'll hand over the artillery position to your command now."

Yao Ziqing could only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, pinning his hopes on Yang Jing, a guy who could always bring him miracles.

As for why Yang Jing fired the cannon, he didn't ask too much, it's not that he didn't want to, it's just that the time was too tight, and every second of delay would cause more casualties to the defenders.

"However, the line of sight of the artillery position is blocked, and it is impossible to observe the front directly, so I need a qualified observer.

By the way, brother, your artillery should be equipped with artillery mirrors, right? "

Just now, Yang Jing had clicked and used the artillery proficiency book through his thoughts, so he knew the professional terms and terms such as observer and artillery mirror.

When Yao Ziqing heard that Yang Jing actually knew this, he felt even more determined.

Hou Zhengyu, the deputy battalion commander next to him, hurriedly said: "Captain Yang, let me be your observer."

Seeing that Yang Jing looked at Hou Zhengyu suspiciously, Yao Ziqing hurriedly added: "Brother Yang, you don't know that Deputy Battalion Commander Hou used to major in artillery in the military academy. Excellent spotter.

Just because of job issues, I seldom visit the artillery positions in person.

Originally, our battalion was not qualified to own artillery observation equipment, but Deputy Battalion Commander Hou got it through his connections. "

Yang Jing looked at Hou Zhengyu in surprise, and said, "It's not too late. Since this is the case, I will trouble Deputy Battalion Commander Hou."

After arriving at Houshan, Hou Zhengyu recounted the orders of the battalion commander Yao Ziqing. Although a chief gunner looked at Yang Jing with some doubts, he still took the order and gave up his position.

But Hou Zhengyu quickly ran towards the observation position on the top of the mountain with a wide view.

Chapter 15 Gun God, this is it!

Time was running out, Hou Zhengyu ran to the top of the mountain as fast as he could, and passed the artillery mirror from the original observer.

The devil's formation was quite elegant, with five tanks and chariots lined up in a row, one in front, the other four lined up on both sides, and the armored vehicles followed a little further behind. It can better cover the devil soldiers in the middle of the formation.

Hou Zhengyu locked the tank in front of him through the artillery mirror, and determined the wind speed through the anemometer next to it.

Then he immediately grabbed the phone and yelled: "Captain Yang! Captain Yang! Locked on the target, the distance is 2577 meters, the azimuth is three degrees east-southeast, the wind speed is 9, and the wind direction is north-northwest! The target speed is 20 per hour!

Repeat, the distance is 2577 meters, the azimuth is east-southeast three scales, the wind speed is 9, and the wind direction is north-northwest!Target speed 20!A test shot! "

After reporting the parameters, Hou Zhengyu put down the phone and went back to the artillery mirror.

About two seconds later, there was a muffled bang from the artillery position behind him, followed by a long screaming sound.

Originally, Hou Zhengyu didn't hold out much hope, because the first shot was a trial shot.

However, at the next moment, of course, through the artillery mirror, it was clearly seen that the high-explosive armor-piercing projectile directly hit the top cover of the target.

After a flash of red light, the turrets of the devil's tank were overturned, and several devil soldiers nearby were smashed to death.

"Fuck!"

Those two simple words completely explained the shock in Hou Zhengyu's heart.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host. Destroy an enemy tank, and you will be proficient in tank driving. The merit value is 300, and the experience value is 300."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill an enemy tank soldier, burst out"

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"System prompt: Congratulations to the upgrade of the host's level, a special reward for a chance to draw a lottery."

Yang Jing was secretly delighted, his character exploded, and this shot was a huge profit. Not only did the upgrade improve all his attributes, but also revealed so many good things.Sure enough, it is still a wild gun, and a large number of devils will fall down as soon as it is fired; unlike a rifle, it can only shoot one at a time.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Yang Jing continued to say to the other end of the phone: "Mr. Hou, please continue to measure the next target parameter!"

"Yes!"

Hou Zhengyu was brought back to reality by the voice from the microphone next to him. After suppressing the surprise in his heart, he quickly locked on to the next Devils tank and reported the parameters to the past.

"Tom!"

Another muffled sound came from the artillery position. This shell carried the sound of whirring through the sky. After passing through the sky of more than 2000 meters, it seemed to have eyes, and hit the target accurately again. It was on the top of the Devil Tank There was a bang.

The raging shock wave directly tore the roof armor of the Devil tank, and killed several Devil soldiers in the cabin.

The ghost soldier driving the heavy machine gun on the roof was even more miserable, his upper body was directly torn into pieces by the raging shock wave.

The ghost soldiers following the tank were also affected one after another, screaming and falling down a large area.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host. Destroy an enemy tank, and you will be proficient in fighting; the merit value is 300, and the experience value is 300."

Reminder: With fighting proficiency, you can fight ten with one!

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill an enemy tank soldier, burst out"

Japanese positions.

Seeing that the defenders were so suppressed by their own powerful firepower that they couldn't even lift their heads.

A captain officer had a sneer on his face, and said coolly to the commander next to him, Matsushita: "Your Excellency, the Chinese Army is still vulnerable to the Imperial Japanese Army as always!

The previous tentative attack should have been just an accident! "

"Yo Xi!"

Panasonic Poku nodded his head in approval, but the next moment, when one of the charging tanks was destroyed, the old devil's expression froze slightly.

Accident, this must be just an accident!

However, immediately after, another tank lay down directly under the artillery fire of the defenders. The old devil finally couldn't calm down and slapped his face!

The old devil's face turned blue and purple with anger, and he roared at the adjutant beside him: "Baga! Order the artillery, immediately destroy the enemy's artillery position for me!"

The adjutant lowered his head and replied: "However, the artillery positions of the Chinese Army are located in the rear. It is very difficult for the artillery of the Imperial Army to destroy them without being able to locate their exact positions."

"Then give me a range bombardment, and at the same time continue to request air fire support from the headquarters! And give the attacking troops an order to withdraw for the time being!"

"Hayi!" The adjutant paused heavily, then turned around and took the order to leave.

Panasonic Poku raised his head again, and found that just a moment after he spoke here, another tank chariot was shelled and turned into a pool of ruins.

"Baga! These hateful Chinese pigs!" Panasonic Poku's facial muscles began to twitch violently. What he cared about was not the casualties of personnel, but the loss of tanks and chariots.

Japan is a country with small resources, most of its resources are spent on the navy, and only a relatively small part of the resources spent on the army, so every tank and chariot is a very important strategic equipment for the imperial army .

The devils withdrew, and everyone on the defensive position breathed a sigh of relief.

When Hou Zhengyu told Yang Jing the news by phone, the reply he got was to continue to report the parameters.

So, Hou Zhengyu began to re-observe the position of the devil tank.

"Tom!"

A shell came out suddenly, but unfortunately, because the devils were retreating much faster than they were attacking, the shell missed and only killed a few devil soldiers.

Yang Jing was not discouraged, but was more focused than before, and continued to fire based on the parameters reported by Hou Zhengyu.

Although the accuracy was not as high as before, the next four shells still destroyed a devil tank and an armored vehicle.

In this way, only one tank and three armored vehicles were left to escape.

The soldiers in the artillery position and the artillery platoon were all shocked, looking at him like a god.

"Captain Yang, you are amazing."