After Becoming a Little Sister

Gee!

Xiong Luoli is numb, a crippled regiment of [-] people, no fuel and ammunition, against the last German anti-tank battalion?

You must know that Desan's anti-tank battalion is famous for having a lot of artillery. If it is a full-stacked anti-tank battalion, the opponent's self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, towed artillery, and anti-tank guns alone will not be less than thirty. Enough cars can completely suppress the firepower of a wave of kites.

At the same time, Maozi, even the military artillery regiment in the synthetic corps, had only [-] artillery pieces in the entire regiment.

Although there is a difference between the calibers, if those things really fight each other, who will be hit?Large-caliber howitzers and cannon howitzers without ammunition are not as good as fire sticks. The latter can at least hold and knock the opponent with a stick in hand-to-hand combat.

But why am I so familiar with Tokusan's establishment?

Xiong Luoli was puzzled for half a second, shook her head and put aside those strange knowledge-such as how to make a German stick, and focused on the map, her eyes gliding from the southeast direction of the 13th Regiment.

On the map, a unit that is also at the regiment level is marked with a pencil here.

197th Artillery Regiment!

She picked up a ruler and placed it between the two marked points. If it was this distance...

"I don't have fuel and ammunition for you here! But if I can contact the 197th regiment, they can give you support!"

"artillery?Great! ’ The male voice full of anger shouted hoarsely: ‘Anything is fine!Right now I want to beat back those sons of bitches in front of me - wait for your good news! 』

Xiong Luoli took a deep breath, held the hung up communication in silence for a few seconds, and then clumsily tried to dial the communication of the 197th Artillery Regiment through gritted teeth.

"This is the 197th Regiment Command. Do you have any combat orders?" 』

"This is the division headquarters, you—" Xiong Luoli thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "How many artillery pieces do you have that can be put into battle now?"

The other party didn't seem to doubt Xiong Luoli's intentions at all. Although the voice was soft and tender, and should not appear on the battlefield at all, the other party just responded loudly after a short silence: "Comrade Comrade, we still have 17 107mm The cannons, 10 152mm cannon howitzers, are ready to be fired at any time! 』

"Contact the 13th Regiment, they are located in the Poplov Church to the northwest of you! They need support!"

"clear! 』

Xiong Luoli listened to the hang-up sound from the communication, put down the microphone, and rubbed her face vigorously with her small hands: "Calm down... calm down... this is World War II... one of Maozi's divisions—the headquarters has been taken away... They still take my orders..."

She stood on the long table, kicked away the gravel around her with her toes, and looked at the semicircular defense line.

The 13th Infantry Regiment, the 96th Regiment, and the 283rd Regiment stood firmly around Ansk where they were located in a zigzag shape.

The 197th Artillery Regiment is on one of the lines of this triangle, while the other directly subordinate units are all in Ansk.

Well, there are no more direct troops, and I am in this so-called Ansk, not to mention living people, not even a chicken.

It seems that the directly subordinate troops either withdrew due to an emergency and did not contact other regiments, or were wiped out. Considering that the headquarters was directly taken away, all kinds of documents and deployment materials inside were still kept. Most likely it was lit up.

So what kind of enemy is encountered here?Airborne?Tokusan's Task Force 141?

The troops directly under him couldn't count on it, and the only ones he could use were these four regiments—whether it was a nightmare or some time-traveling experience game, the most important thing was to stick to the defense line and ensure the safety of his core hinterland.

Xiong Luoli clenched her small fists, pulled the tabletop down, and dragged the entire huge map to the ground.

"Then let me defend myself!" Gritting her teeth, Xiong Luoli, who was afraid of death, picked up the baton on the ground, "No matter who it is, if you want to kill me, try it!"

……

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"Just try it!"

Saying so, Baili raised her hand and picked up the phone at hand: "Pick up the first battalion, give me—"

A hand stretched out from the side and pressed down the microphone she was holding: "This is not a game."

"...Mom?" Bai Li looked at her mother in a Maozi military uniform in shock: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"I don't know." Bai Dongcheng looked at the busy soldiers around him, and pointed out their abnormal feeling of ignoring his interaction with Bai Li: "This should be some kind of illusion, or it may be that we have passed through—there is a high probability that it is an illusion."

If you time travel, you have no reason to change your identity.

"Tsk!" Bai Li smacked her lips in displeasure: "What's the matter, why are there still illusions, mom, are you fake too?"

As she said that, she stretched out her hand to pinch her mother's face, Bai Dongcheng looked at her like a fool, then slapped her hand away expressionlessly, and gave her the back of the head with his backhand.

"Ah——" Bai Li covered the back of her head: "Even in a dream, he was the one who was beaten, I understand! This is a nightmare!"

"...you wake up!" Bai Dongcheng held her by the back collar, like a mother cat holding a kitten, and turned her to the side: "Did you hear that!"

Bai Li looked out through the not-so-spacious viewing port of the headquarters, and saw a not-so-bright line of fire across the distant sky, followed by a faint roar, which sounded like thunder in the distant sky sounded.

After listening for a few seconds, she frowned suddenly: "Heavy artillery?!"

"It looks like it should be a howitzer, but I don't know what caliber it is."

It's strange to say that the ballistic trajectory can be observed with the naked eye at this distance. The ballistic traces of the old-fashioned heavy artillery are not as clear as the missiles at this stage, unless a special tracer device is installed on the tail-but that is not the case on the battlefield and the self-exposure of artillery positions. What's the difference in position? It's purely looking for death.

Bai Li wondered: "Mom, how do you know it's a howitzer? Isn't it in my dream that I don't understand and you don't know?"

"Are you talking riddles here?" Bai Dongcheng kicked his daughter angrily: "It's an illusion, not a dream, you can think of it as some kind of large-scale virtual reality that pulled both our mother and daughter into it—— This medium arc trajectory is the howitzer, the higher one is the mortar, and the lower one is the cannon.”

There is no obvious difference between the cannon and the howitzer, but the distinction is more obvious through the ballistic characteristics. The cannon has a higher barrel diameter, so the projectile fired has a fast initial velocity and a long range. It can even be flattened and shot directly. Generally speaking These guns are used for anti-tank, or frontal destruction of fortifications.

The caliber of the howitzer is large, but the multiple diameter is small, so it is suitable for shooting arc trajectory, especially for hitting targets behind obstacles at high elevation angles, but the arc is still a relatively large half-arc, suitable for long-range fire support.

The howitzer that Bai Li and Bai Dongcheng saw should be an artillery position not far from them firing from a long distance.

And the mortar that can really wash the back slope must be a mortar. It can be fired at the highest elevation angle, and there is almost no ballistic dead angle. Even if it is attached to the wall, it can drop from the sky and hit the soul.

Bai Li was born after World War II. In fact, the cannon and howitzer in the later period did not have such an obvious difference in diameter, so the difference in ballistic characteristics is not big. It also derived the cannon, which has both power and range. Now, many howitzers have built-in cannon features, so simple cannons have gradually faded out of the circle of mainstream weapons and equipment.

In addition to retaining a small number of 130mm cannons in the Republic as second-line garrison and reserve equipment, the others are basically replaced with mainstream 155+122 new tubes, or 152-as for why there are still a large number of 152 calibers until now , the reason has to be that the reserves of shells force weapons and equipment to fill holes.

Just like the wooden-handled grenade that forced the egg-shaped grenade to be replaced on a large scale, the Republic's 152-caliber shell stock is too large to count, especially when it was poor and fearful, and then the Peninsula Campaign was defeated by Van Vleet. This dog bastard was so dizzy from the bombardment that in the 60s facing the Soviet revisionist Chen Bingwan, he felt a sense of crisis. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to build a large-scale arsenal, hoarding and storing ammunition crazily.

Just a public Zhangjiakou ammunition depot is currently the largest ammunition depot in the world. The amount of ammunition stored in it was based on the scale of eight field armies fighting defensive battles, and the combat time was at least six months. .

This means that a simple arsenal is enough to consume hundreds of thousands of modern infantry troops for half a year of high-intensity combat. One can imagine how crazy it is...

Bai Li doesn't have the memory of that era, but Bai Dongcheng is different. She has experienced the service era of these weapons, so she is naturally more sensitive. Children running around.

"This is war..." She squinted her eyes at the sky for a while, and then pulled Bai Li: "Find out our identities! We must not 'die' here easily, understand? If we die here, it is very You might really die!"

"Ah this-"

"When I was with the young lady, I experienced this kind of thing! That time, the young lady rescued me by chance, and I survived, but I was injured on my left hand in that illusion, so—"

Bai Li suddenly said in awe: "Mom, where did you get the dark wound on your left hand?!"

Bai Dongcheng's throwing knives are unparalleled in the world, but few people know that her left hand has a hidden injury, which cannot support long-term exertion. It can even be said that there is no problem in finding out the cause, but in the end it can only be attributed to a kind of psychogenic paralysis.

It means that when an individual encounters strong and serious life stimuli, there is no trace of physical injury, but there are organic lesions, the most common ones are psychogenic aphasia and psychogenic amnesia.

Bai Dongcheng has always kept this matter secret, and Bai Li and his daughter dare not ask more, for fear of poking each other's scars, but they never thought that the root cause of the disease lies in such a place that no one will believe it.

"That's what happened in Eastern Europe back then, that door—you don't understand it, but you just have to be careful."

As an experienced veteran, Bai Dongcheng gave a suggestion after thinking for a while: "You try to contact everyone. If we are trapped on the boat, then we should not be the only ones who will be drawn into this illusion. There are others too!"

"On the boat?" Baili said with confusion in her eyes, "What boat?"

Bai Dongcheng frowned: "Poseidon—do you remember where you've been recently?"

"I went to Wuyou Island, and then..." Bai Li covered her head and shook her head: "No, I've been here all along, and I'm fighting—stopping the Germans in the Voronezh area!"

"..."

Bai Dongcheng was keenly aware of the crisis, some invisible existence was tampering with his daughter's memory.

If she is assimilated, it is very likely that she will still be addicted to this cognition when she wakes up in the end—it is even impossible to wake up and be completely assimilated into a member of this illusion.

But I can still think independently. What is the reason?In what respect is he more resistant than her?

Thinking of this, she looked down at herself, then grabbed the pen next to her, and wrote a few words on the back and palm of her hand. These words might not be able to help her remember what she had forgotten but did not know. But being able to start now helps her anchor a cognitive point.

Voronezh's words, coupled with the dress of these hairy boys... World War II... German army...

Should it be the Battle of Vognitz during World War II?

Bai Dongcheng, whose understanding of the history of World War II is limited to the basic names, looked helplessly at the map in front of him, and was distressed to find that he could only comprehend it with guesswork—it was all in Russian, and that was all thanks to her learning foreign languages ​​at the beginning. At that time, the status of Russian was no less than that of English.

If people look at it now, they may not understand a single word.

A communicator rushed in with a marching radio on his back: "Ji Li Wah Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba --"

Bai Li's eyes widened, the assimilated cognition and the language system that could not be fully assimilated were stuck together, her eyes were full of confusion: "What are you talking about?"

Bai Dongcheng answered the phone angrily: "The contact order from the division headquarters—even if you asked the first battalion to give it to you at the beginning, they wouldn't understand it!"

Bai Li didn't think the conversation with Bai Dongcheng was weird, so she answered the phone familiarly: "This is the 283rd Guards Infantry Regiment!"

There was a pause on the phone, and a short gasp came: "It's you!White pear—it's you, isn't it! 』

"Yes, it's me, please instruct!" Bai Li was meticulous, with a straight back and a modern military demeanor.

"It's me!I’m Song Xiaomei—”

"What do you mean?" Bai Li turned to look at her mother in confusion: "The command said she was Song Xiaomei?"

"...Give it to me." Bai Dongcheng answered the phone: "I'm Bai Dongcheng, and you're that little girl from the Song family?"

"right!it's me!Are you there?So where is this? 』

"I don't know, but judging from the current situation, this should be a great illusion covering the Poseidon—do you know the Poseidon?"

"Aren't we just on the boat?"How can I not remember! 』

"..."

Bai Dongcheng blinked, so now his daughter is more mediocre and trapped, right?

How old is the little girl of the Song family, and her resistance is stronger than that of this unlucky girl who has been through for so long.

People are more deadly than others, and goods should be thrown away. Feeling that other people's children are always obedient and sensible, Bai Dongcheng changed his hand to hold the microphone: "Since you have this understanding, you are now in the division headquarters. ? Is there anyone there? I suspect that everyone on the boat was pulled in."

In fact, speaking of this, she is not very afraid of this illusion—since the range is the Poseidon, the eldest lady is naturally there, and as a maid holding a sword who has followed the eldest lady for so many years, no one knows the fairy sister better than her. The ability is strong.

The other party is like a sun descending on the world, dispelling all demons and monsters like melting ice and snow. It is only a matter of time. What they have to do now is to preserve themselves as much as possible, or to preserve their existing cognition and consciousness.

"The Division Headquarters are all gone!I'm the only living person here, and I found a chicken a while ago, and I'm sure it can't talk or have a human consciousness, so I'm roasting it now! 』

"...you took over the role of Commander."

"what? 』

"We are playing some roles that have existed before, or have been constructed." Bai Dongcheng looked at the writing on his palm and reconfirmed his complete cognition: "Bai Li is now a member of the 283rd Guards Infantry Regiment." Commander, and I am the political commissar of this regiment, since you were 'born' near the division headquarters, then you are playing the role of the commander of this division—provided you have the ability."

"I just contacted two regiments, can you hear the gunfire?That's the 197th Artillery Regiment!They are supporting the 16th Infantry Regiment on your left flank. If possible, I hope you can send a battalion of mobile troops to help the 16th Regiment destroy the German anti-tank battalion blocking them! 』