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Chapter 579 Finally, I didn't continue to crush

The live ammunition bombardment competition is not at all fancy.

It depends entirely on the accuracy of the artillery and the proficiency of the gunner. Of course, the data reported by the artillery observer through the artillery observer are the key points.

Not preparing for too long, the artillery squad leader on both sides ordered the firing at the same time.

After two loud "boom, boom" sounds, except for the faint rumbling sound that came ten seconds later, in the sight of the two armies, the two hills were as calm as before, and no thick smoke rose.

Obviously, the shells fired on both sides were crooked.

But the artillery soldiers of the two armies, sixty meters apart, were not in a hurry, just a test fire. It was normal for the first gun to be shot in a wrong way.

In fact, if the three mounds of earth, if the six shells of two cannons can hit one of them, it would be considered a good result.

Artillery is never an infantryman. It relies on precise shooting to attack the enemy. The God of War relies on firepower to cover it. A row of cannons hit the enemy, and a whole area is full of artillery fire, and both humans and ghosts are destroyed.

Sure enough, the artillery soldiers on both sides had no intention of saving shells after the first round of the shells were tested. They each fired three shots in a row at the first target they set.

At the foot of the mountain targeted by the Independence Regiment, a burst of smoke came to the sky, visible from afar. Obviously, the firepower coverage of the three shells played a role and hit the first mound.

The artillery of the 278th Regiment did not fight in vain, and a burst of smoke came out.

Obviously, both sides used 4 shells, and both hit the target, and both scored good results and tied.

"Brothers, let me aim a little more. If you can earn some face for our 278th Regiment today, it depends on the brothers." Yan Qiwu, as the commander of the artillery battalion, was not as calm as Zhao Ergou. He stood next to the best artillery squad in his artillery battalion to encourage them.

Through the first shot, Yan Qiwu had already put out the other person's cannons but the artillery was not good. Judging from their skillful posture of operating mountain cannons, they knew that they were not mediocre. The guys from the Independent Group were simply non-human! They could not only fight bayonets but also play with cannons so smoothly, but they couldn't help but feel unwilling to convince people.

There are two shells left on each side and two targets left on each side. To be honest, if you want to hit it again, it depends not only on technology, but also on some luck.

Geng Dashan was also a little nervous when he smoked. He pushed the cigarette butts hard on the land at his feet, staring at the artillery soldiers under his command and adjusting the muzzle according to the data reported by the observer who was watching the gun distance observer carefully.

It took more than two minutes, and no more fires were fired on both sides.

Four shells hit a mound of soil ten miles away, which is a manifestation of both sides' pursuit of stability. As long as they hit a target, it will not be too embarrassing in any case.

"Oh, he is the ancestor, aim at the top of the mountain, and have two cannons." Yan Qiwu stared at the distance with a telescope for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

"But, sir, then we can only hit two targets at most. What should we do if there is one?" The sweat beads on the forehead of the artillery squad leader under Yan Qiwu's command came out.

The independent regiment operates foreign artillery. What if they are lucky and hit them all? This is the last chance of the 278th regiment and can't lose anymore.

"First hit this mound, let's talk about it. If all three of them really hit, we will be convinced and convinced. Follow my orders and let it go." Yan Qiwu gritted his teeth and still insisted on his orders.

His strategy is actually very correct. As long as two shells hit another target, there is at least a 90% chance of being invincible. I am afraid that the Independent Group will not dare to say that it will win in one shot! Otherwise, they would not have to fire four shots in a row as they did on the first target.

The gunners of the 278th Regiment were indeed very outstanding. After hearing the battalion commander's order, they fired their guns and shot at the target on the top of the mountain twice in a row.

What lived up to everyone's expectations was thick smoke from the top of the mountain.

All the kingdom army members, including Lao Liu, breathed a sigh of relief. Six shells hit two targets in total, which was already an excellent achievement.

Even if the independent group hits another one, it will be a draw. And they want to shoot one at a time, then, really, how do you say it? God is their relative!

Moreover, the pressure is all on their side now. The previous four guns hit one target, but now they have become two guns, and they may not be able to hit it!

After the bombardment of the Kingdom Army and the excellent results of shooting two targets were completed, the squad leader of the Independent Regiment's artillery squad also bit his back teeth and waved his arms: "Let go."

"Boom" Bofos Mountain Cannon roared and fired a shot at the target.

Obviously, the artillery soldiers of the Independent Regiment were different from the artillery soldiers of the Kingdom Army who sought to use cover to attack the targets. They chose to shoot accurately. If this gun was not hit, the possibility of their losses was as high as more than 70%.

The shells fired by the mountain cannons are howitzers. The flight speed in the air is basically about 800 meters per second, and the distance of ten miles is ten seconds. Before the sound of the shell explosion in the distance came, all the people who were waiting saw a thick smoke rising from the hillside in the distance.

The artillery of the Independent Regiment actually hit the target with one shot.

Yan Qiwu's face suddenly turned pale.

Until now, the hope of victory is no longer in their hands. Both sides each hit two goals to tie, but the independent regiment has a shell left. If they hit it magically, the kingdom army will lose all four games.

This face was lost.

The whole audience held their breath and watched the artillery soldiers of the Independent Regiment on the field continue to adjust the muzzle under the notice of the observers, waiting for them to fire the last shot.

Perhaps, it was another magical shot?

It must be magical to be able to hit a target about the size of a house ten miles away.

The artillery soldiers of the Independent Regiment obviously attached great importance to the last artillery. During the wait of the crowd, they adjusted for more than two minutes before loading the shells and waiting for the order to fire the artillery.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! With the order of the artillery squad leader, the Bofos Mountain Cannon roared again.

Five seconds...ten seconds... until the "boom" of the bombardment of the artillery shells in the distance came, no thick smoke came.

Finally, the magical artillery soldiers of the Independent Regiment did not create another miracle, and this artillery was miserable after all.

All the kingdom army secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The draw was finally tied. After being crushed again and again, they finally tied with the independent team in the advantageous project.

"Brother! You guys are really amazing, and you scared me out of sweat. If you really hit another shot, my face will be gone." Old Liu quietly touched his sweat and said to Liu Lang.

"Haha, Chief Liu is so serious. The biggest feature of Bofos mountain cannon is its extremely accurateness, far exceeding the Four-One Mountain cannon. He took the nearly 40,000 silver coins to tie the artillery under the command of Captain Zhang. In fact, we lost." Liu Lang shook his head and chuckled.

Liu Lang was rarely modest, but this time he was not modest. Although the infantry training of the Kingdom Army was still poor, the artillery was really good. Six guns hit two targets, and one of them was hit by three guns on average. No wonder they placed 300 guns and hundreds of guns of the Black Hawks in the Battle of Canghuai Valley. Although they were still defeated, the artillery of the Black Hawks did not take advantage of the most battles with the Kingdom Army. They also suffered heavy losses. It was a result that won the battle but was in pain.

Shinya's artillery construction was indeed ahead of all the warlords of the kingdom.

"Hey, brother is going too far. When the two armies are fighting, who will care about what kind of cannon you are using? Whoever wins is the winner, and only the winner has the right to speak." However, Old Liu waved his hand and said something that made Liu Lang look at him with admiration.

Those who can sit in the position of commander of the army are not simple people.

Although he lost three consecutive games, the last draw still made ordinary soldiers of the Kingdom Army smile. It is not embarrassing to lose to the independent regiment that beat the 8th Division to the bloody end of the 8th Division.

Only a few officials knew how big the gap between them and the Independent Regiment was. The Independent Regiment really didn't fool them, saying it was artillery or artillery. A group of elite infantry in the Kingdom Army who were not professional infantry but attacked were all over the ground for their teeth.

The combat power of this independent regiment is really powerful.

However, after being stimulated by this competition, the officers of the Wangguo Army from Lao Liu finally realized the gap. Since then, various types of military training have been much stricter than before. Although the soldiers complained, their combat effectiveness is much stronger than those in time and space.

This time, Liu Lang's provocation of being a villain was not in vain.
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