Chapter 361: Meeting unexpectedly

In the middle of the night before New Year's Eve, the positions of the Guangdong Army and the Beiyang Army were very quiet, and almost no gunshots occurred.

Both sides seem to have reached a tacit understanding, and on this important traditional festival, both sides will have a day off.

However, even though this was the idea of ​​the Beiyang Army, Wu Shaoting never had such a good idea. His purpose was to consume the enemy by any means, create a blow from both spiritual and majesty, and do everything possible to achieve victory in this war. For him, he could celebrate the Spring Festival every year, and even if this festival has thousands of years of cultural precipitation, it is just a spiritual sustenance.

At about four o'clock in the morning, he did not rest all night and came directly from the command post to the position where the mortar team was located. As for Zhang Xiaoya, he specially arranged for her to rest with a few followers in the carriage in the rear. Although this wishful girl might not sleep peacefully tonight, the overall situation must always be the priority.

All the mortars in the regiment followed the orders earlier and had all gathered here. There were nine gates in total, five meters away from front, back, left and right, and three rows were arranged. The mortars and ammunition senders were all on standby. A few hours ago, they had just gathered together to enjoy a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, and at this moment they were ready to go into combat.

Wu Shaoting turned around and asked Deng Keng who was following behind, "Which hour is now?"

Deng Keng took out his pocket watch and took a look in the moonlight, and replied quietly: "Five minutes passed by four o'clock."

Wu Shaoting nodded, he picked up the Qianlijing and looked at the Jiangxi Army's position. The opposite position was quiet, as if the Jiangxi Army soldiers had already fallen asleep. He put down the Qianlijing and said to himself: "It's almost time, and the 7th and 8th Regiments are still waiting for our signal. Let's open fire."

After receiving the order, the mortar commander immediately ordered the gunners to take their place. Eighteen gunners quickly ran to the gun position. The shooting angle of the mortar had been calibrated during the day, and even if the cannons were not calibrated these days, they were impressed and familiar with the enemy's positions. After a moment of preparation, nine mortars opened their mouths, and only the muffled sound of the special mortar plates of the "all-round" were heard. The first round of shells broke through the New Year's night sky and instantly fell on the Jiangxi Army's position.

The Jiangxi military positions immediately burst into a burst of cry, screams, shouts, and explosions, and the peaceful atmosphere of New Year's Eve and the New Year was broken.

Not long after, the mortar bombing sounds came from the positions of the Seventh and Eighth Regiments. Their shells fell on the positions directly in front of them, and the Jiangxi Army front, which lasted several miles long, was suddenly in chaos. From the beginning of the war, the revolutionary Guangdong army on the northern line had not launched such a large-scale mortar attack late at night. On this originally quiet and celebrated day, the sudden shelling was really unexpected.

A few minutes later, the Jiangxi Army's heavy machine gun began to fight back blindly. Whenever they were bombarded, the Jiangxi Army, which did not have the same short-range artillery, could only use the heavy machine gun to suppress the fire without any force and accurate head. But in the end, the fire of the heavy machine gun exposed the position, and the mortar immediately adjusted the firing angle and directly dropped shells within ten meters of the direction of the heavy machine gun.

Wu Shaoting stood next to the mortar position, picked up the thousand-mile mirror from time to time, watching the enemy troops ahead be at a loss in the sea of ​​fire. Whenever the Jiangxi army was unable to fight back, he felt a little satisfied in his heart. He wanted to bully the weak and use the best and inferior to the best. I believe that all the generals of the Beiyang Army also felt the same. When they launched a large-scale attack with the advantage of the number of troops, they looked at the retreating revolutionary Guangdong army, and this kind of aura of aura would inevitably be involuntarily.

After fifteen minutes of the artillery attack, the Guangdong Army had fired more than 3,000 shells on its entire position. The advantage of rapid mortar shooting was fully demonstrated.

Deng Keng, who was standing behind Wu Shaoting, watched the bomb sender gradually empty boxes of shells, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. He stepped forward and said to Wu Shaoting: "Governor, take a rest..."

Wu Shaoting didn't look back, just joked: "What are you going to take a break? I'm not tired when I stand."

Deng Keng had no choice but to say further: "I mean to let the mortar rest for a while. If we continue to shoot like this, our shells will be exhausted in less than half an hour."

Wu Shaoting gave up and said indifferently: "The shells are sent here to be used, otherwise what should I do if I put them there? If I can defend, I can attack. After the shells are fired, the Logistics Department will send them again tomorrow. Our transportation line is much more developed than the Beiyang Army."

Deng Keng sighed and said persistently: "Governor, the logistics transportation line is not difficult from Guangzhou to Shaoguan, but from Baisha Town to our northern line position. The Beiyang Army has invested more and more troops in the city's battlefield, and reconnaissance teams often wander on our transportation line. Now every time the materials are transported is not as easy as before."

Wu Shaoting knew that Deng Keng was just reminding and admonishing. Although he didn't want to discuss this issue now, the issue was already naked in front of him. He pondered for a moment, turned around and looked at Deng Keng and said, "Save or not, the number of shells is there, and it will be completed sooner or later. Although the logistics line is no longer 10% safe, they still have to insist on sending supplies to various combat areas every day. I accept your opinions, but we cannot give up the actual work at hand because of hypothetical difficulties."

Deng Keng had no choice but to stop talking. He also hoped that the logistics team would be smooth every day, but did Tianzhen only stand on the side of the revolutionary Guangdong Army?

Half an hour later, the mortar attack finally ended. Most of the mortars' barrels were hot and hot. They had to cool the temperature with cold water, and then wait for a while for the water stains to dry up. There were still some shells left in the mortars, and the number was not large. However, the previous shelling had obvious effects. The entire Jiangxi Army's position was messy, and the fire was raging in the places where the shells were ignited. The casualties alone were measured were heavy enough.

Wu Shaoting patted the gunpowder and smoke on his shoulder, turned around and put it in Deng Keng's hand, and then said, "Okay, I'll leave the rest to you. When the mortar tubes cool down, you can continue to attack. You can do it yourself. I want to give the firecrackers and fireworks to the Jiangxi army enough for them to bear. The first day of the New Year is really lively."

After he finished speaking, he returned to the command post cover and prepared to hurry up and rest for a while. He believed that the battle would continue soon, and maintaining enough energy was an important factor in holding on.

But things were far from over, and the day of the first day of the Lunar New Year was destined to be unusual. He had just walked to the door of the bunker and suddenly heard a burst of gunfire from the east. At first, the gunfire was sparse, as if it was sporadic blasting fire, but soon the gunfire became more and more intense, and even the explosions of heavy machine guns and grenades were mixed in.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Wu Shaoting asked loudly in surprise.

"Governor, there is the position of the Eighth Regiment over there, and gunfire is coming from there, as if the Eighth Regiment had fought." Wang Yun, who was standing at the door, said hurriedly.
Chapter completed!