Chapter 839: Thousands of Cannons Fired Simultaneously
Chapter 839: Thousands of Cannons Fired Simultaneously
The test-fired shells were like messengers of death, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the city wall of Gaoyun County with destructive force.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were closely following the fatal trajectory.
"Boom!" With a deafening sound, the test shell hit the city wall accurately, and dazzling light and thick black smoke burst out instantly.
On the city wall, brick and stone debris were flying everywhere as if swept by a strong wind, making a sharp whistling sound, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.
Under the impact of the artillery shells, an extremely conspicuous gap was torn in the solid defense line of the city wall. Within a range of 40 meters, it was charred black, and the originally flat wall surface became bumpy, as if it had been torn by a giant beast.
The huge shell crater was bottomless, with high-temperature molten bricks and stones still remaining on the edge, flashing a dim light.
On the city wall, the screams and shouts of the Fuso soldiers and the sound of exploding artillery shells were intertwined.
Dozens of soldiers were hit by the sudden artillery fire. Some were blown to pieces, while others were seriously injured and struggled in pain on the ground.
The observers held telescopes and watched the results of the test launch intently.
One of them immediately picked up the communication equipment and reported to the commander: "Report to the commander, the test firing was successful! The shells hit the target accurately, a clear gap appeared in the city wall, and dozens of enemy soldiers were injured or killed. Observation data shows that the power and accuracy of the shells have reached the expected standards, there is no problem!"
Upon hearing this, the commander smiled with satisfaction.
He picked up the intercom and gave the order to all the artillerymen to launch a formal attack: "Very good, all artillerymen, pay attention, the formal attack will begin now! According to the established plan, continue to bombard the gap in the city wall to open a channel for the infantry attack!"
Following the commander's order, the twelve "Thor's Hammers" of the 105th Heavy Artillery Brigade once again entered the intensive stage of combat preparation.
The artillerymen acted quickly and in an orderly manner, knowing that every minute and every second was crucial.
First, the artillerymen began to fine-tune the firing angle and direction of the gun muzzle based on the reports of the observers and the indications of the wind vane.
They use advanced artillery computing systems, combined with meteorological data and target distance, to calculate the optimal shooting parameters.
At the same time, they did not forget to check the stability of the gun mount to ensure that the shooting accuracy would not be affected by vibration during the firing process.
"At each gun position, pay attention to changes in wind direction and adjust the firing angle one and a half degrees to the east to compensate for the impact of the crosswind." The commander's voice was clearly conveyed to every artilleryman through the communication equipment.
They immediately followed the instructions and turned the knob lightly, and the muzzle of the gun slowly turned to aim at the new target area on the city wall.
Then, the crane started up with a roar, and its huge mechanical arms slowly stretched out and steadily grasped the two-ton shells. The shells were coated with an anti-corrosion coating, and they shone with a cold metallic luster in the sun. The crane carefully lifted the shells and then accurately sent them into the barrel.
With a crisp "click" sound, the breech block closed and the shell was firmly locked in the barrel, waiting for the moment of firing.
"Loading completed, all gun positions ready!" The artillerymen reported to the commander one after another.
The commander stood on the command platform, scanning the entire artillery position with a sharp gaze, and then decisively gave the order to fire: "Fire!"
Following the commander's order, the twelve Thor's Hammers roared almost simultaneously. Their muzzles spewed blazing flames and billowing smoke, and the huge recoil caused the guns to vibrate slightly. One after another, two-ton shells whizzed out under the powerful thrust, cutting through the sky and heading straight for different areas on the city wall.
They drew graceful arcs in the air, and finally crashed fiercely into the city wall, erupting with a deafening roar and dazzling flames. The entire Gaoyun County seemed to be shaken by this powerful force. The city wall trembled under the bombardment of artillery fire, and pieces of bricks and stones were blown away...
On the east city wall, within a range of hundreds of meters, under the baptism of artillery fire, a tragic scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.
The city wall was no longer an indestructible barrier, but had become riddled with holes. More than a dozen huge gaps, large and small, were like the fangs of a ferocious beast, tearing at the defenses of this ancient city.
Amid the smoke, the figures of Fuso soldiers could be vaguely seen on the city wall. Some of them had obviously realized that the bombardment was coming and evacuated in a hurry, while others were unable to escape in time for various reasons and were now being blown to the ground. Blood and dust were intertwined, and wailing and cries for help came one after another, but were quickly drowned out by the sound of artillery fire.
Chen Tong stood on the high ground, watching all this with deep eyes.
The adjutant hurried forward, saluted, and asked, "Sir, the shooting has achieved the desired effect. The 415th Assault Division is ready to go. All members are ready to fight. Should we immediately issue an order to enter the city and wipe out the enemy?"
Chen Tong shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on his face. "No hurry. This time we must overwhelm the enemy with our strength. We will use this deafening sound of artillery fire to play a funeral song for the enemy troops in the city. Let their hearts tremble in despair, and let their will collapse in fear."
After that, Chen Tong quickly turned to the signalman and issued a series of orders: "Pass my order, the 105th, 117th, and 108th heavy artillery brigades, as well as the heavy artillery regiments of each unit, immediately enter the highest combat readiness posture. What I want is not scattered artillery bombardment, but the spectacular sight of thousands of artillery firing at the same time! I want the entire Gaoyun County to tremble under the shock of artillery fire, leaving the enemy nowhere to hide!"
Upon hearing this, the signalman immediately got busy, conveying Chen Tong's order accurately to each artillery unit. For a moment, the entire artillery position became busy, and the gunners nervously and orderly checked their equipment, adjusted the firing parameters, and made final preparations for the upcoming salvo of thousands of artillery.
"Attention, all artillery positions, calibrate the firing parameters, and ensure that the firepower covers all blind spots!" Chen Tong's voice sounded again, his words full of unquestionable authority and determination, "At the same time, notify the 415th Assault Division to stay on alert and wait for the best time to assault after the artillery fire covers all blind spots."
Tactical communication was carried out in a tense and orderly atmosphere. Every instruction from Chen Tong was carefully planned to maximize the power of artillery fire while ensuring the safety and efficiency of the assault troops.
His conversations with his adjutants and staff were concise and clear, and every decision was based on a deep understanding and accurate judgment of the current battle situation.
As reports continued to come in that all artillery units were ready, Chen Tong took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination.
This moment has arrived, and he wants to use the spectacular sight of thousands of artillery firing at the same time to show the enemy what true despair and powerlessness are.
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