Although they were two kilometers apart, the 88mm guns, which were high above the road, were like snipers, accurately hitting the road with shells one by one. In the violent explosion, vehicles were hit one by one, and the leading No. 4 assault gun was directly blown into the air.
Once upon a time, the German army relied on the high firing rate and accuracy of the 88mm guns to "call out" the Allied vehicles one by one, but now, they were also powerless under the calling of the 88mm guns.
At the same time, the mortars in the town also began to dump shells on the road. One by one, the 120mm mortar shells made a dull whistling sound and poured on the road. Whether it was the road or the German soldiers on both sides of the road, they were immediately shrouded in a sea of fire covered by iron and fire.
In fact, the firepower of the task force guarding Nefer was not strong. There were only three 120 mortars, one 88 gun and several 75 anti-tank guns. In fact, such firepower can be regarded as abnormal for a battalion-sized force.
However, this needs to be thanked to the Germans. If they had not lost too many weapons in the Ardennes Mountains, how could the task force pick up so many weapons and use them to attack the German army?
Because of the limited manpower, from the beginning, they poured out firepower to the greatest extent to achieve the purpose of suppressing the enemy's attack.
Facing the fierce artillery fire, the German army of the 902 Grenadiers Training Regiment was completely stunned, at least at that moment, especially the 88 gun's firepower pouring down from a high position. In a very short time, one shell after another was accurately poured on the road, and one shell after another was directly blown up into the sky by the armor-piercing shells.
Although the grenadiers were experienced in many battles, they never expected that the enemy would use the 88 gun to dump firepower at a long distance, so that they did not have time to deploy mortars. After losing the initiative, the grenadiers did not passively take the beating under the artillery fire, but retreated quickly. However, the destroyed vehicles prevented their retreat. While the infantry retreated, the vehicles on the road that could not move forward or backward completely became targets. Two 4-type assault guns that could not move forward or backward drove directly into the fields on both sides of the road and began to fiercely fight back against the 88 guns on the mountain.
Several consecutive shells were fired near the 88 gun, but relying on the protection of the semi-reverse slope in front of the gun position, the shells only blew away some soil and gravel.
Amid the whistling shrapnel, the gunners on the gun positions kept loading shells. "Boom!" Another shell whistled out. A few seconds later, a puff of black smoke came out of the No. 4 assault gun in the field. A tanker with fire on his body jumped off the car and fell down before he could run a few steps.
Faced with the fierce artillery fire, the German army did not fight hard, but retreated quickly, leaving only seven destroyed vehicles and dozens of corpses.
"The Germans have retreated..."
When Zhang Kun and others cheered, the team leader shouted.
"Retreat to the bunker!"
They had just retreated to the bunker about 100 meters away from the gun position, and a burst of whistling shells enveloped the 88 gun. Feeling the shock of the artillery fire, Zhang Kun and others in the bunker were all shocked.
"This artillery... is really fast!"
Not only fast, but also accurate and fierce. In just one minute, dozens of mortar shells with a caliber of 82 mm or more fell near the gun position. One shell even fell directly on the bunker. In the violent explosion, dust fell on the helmets and shoulders of the soldiers along the top log.
"Fortunately, it's not a 120 mortar, otherwise we would all be buried alive..."
Finally, with their relief, the bombardment ended. When the smoke cleared, the gun position that was once well camouflaged had completely changed its appearance, and even the 88 gun had changed its shape, with the slender barrel hanging down weakly.