From the perspective of Tantai Mingyue.
It can be clearly seen that a large group of Japanese infantry, like a swarm of khaki rats, is slowly pressing towards the front of Sihang Warehouse.
There is no need to count in detail, just relying on visual inspection, the number of troops deployed by the Japanese army to the frontal battlefield this time will never be less than 500.
Yes, in the first wave alone, Toyota Show dispatched two and a half squadrons of infantry.
Half of the squadron, of course, was Kurokawa Orizo, the big fool who made the Japanese commander encounter the big-mouthed Jiro Wakita and his subordinates.
The so-called sharp knife is just a synonym for cannon fodder at this moment.
Of course, before the Japanese Army Major was so stupid, he was shirtless and exposed his fat belly and led the troops to charge. For such a character, he had already taken off his military uniform in the autumn wind, revealing his strong muscles and a lot of goosebumps.
The unfortunate guy from Kurokawa Weaving was in charge.
When the gunshots from both wings rang out, the Japanese Major stood in front of his 500 troops and issued a battle declaration:
"Gentlemen, this attack will be successful if it fails. I will be with you."
Then, instead of pulling out the sharp command knife in the usual pretentious way, he pulled out the tortoise box from the holster on his waist, pointed it in the direction of the warehouse, and fired a shot, roaring: "The Empire, the military fortune is prosperous! Forward!"
"Onboard!"
Groups of Japanese troops roared loudly and followed their commanders into pre-planned routes and moved forward.
The huge roar of the diesel engine that followed also spread across the entire battlefield at this time.
Japanese tanks made their official debut.
Yes, what caused Tantai Mingyue to look frightened and tremble all over was not the number of troops the Japanese army invested, but the fact that the Japanese army invested four tanks in the first wave of attack on the frontal battlefield.
Two Type 94 and two Type 89 tanks, dragging thick black smoke, roared out of the narrow alley, passed through the Japanese army's columns, and passed through the gaps in the semi-permanent fortifications that the Japanese army had built.
, the muzzle of the gun is pointed high at the four-row warehouse, just like the general in front of thousands of ancient cavalry arrays waving sharp spears pointed at the opponent.
The formidable muzzle is much more terrifying than the spear.
"Boom!" The two 57mm tank guns of the two Type 89 tanks fired straight away, blasting a simple sandbag fortification in front of the gate of Sihang Warehouse into powder.
The eight heavy machine guns located on the front wings also screamed.
"Da da da!"
Under the sun, eight visible whips struck the front wall of the Sixings Warehouse hard. On the sandbags, puffs of dust stirred up by the warheads were splashed up. From a distance, they looked like blossoming flowers.
flower of death.
"Long live the Empire!" 500 Japanese troops shouted heartily.
The engines of the two medium-sized tanks that showed their power roared, black smoke billowed, and the tracks began to roll, heading towards the four-row warehouse. The smaller Type 94 tanks on the left and right also began to move forward.
Lieutenant Kurokawa Oribo, who was covered in goosebumps by the autumn wind in southeastern China, led the last two infantry squads under his command to follow the two Type 89 tanks, like chickens following two old hens.
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That is, the chickens were suffocated by the black smoke from their own tanks...
We haven’t officially started working yet, it’s like we just went for a walk on the African savannah.
"The Japanese army is so brave that they are not afraid of poisonous smoke!" A Western reporter quietly drafted the title of his column today.
Two reconnaissance Type 94 tanks, which were not much larger than the QQ sedan, were sparsely followed by two small detachments due to their limited bomb-receiving surface.
Perhaps it was because they thought they could kill the machine guns, or perhaps the artillery in the newly built semi-permanent fortifications on both sides gave them enough confidence.
The four tanks didn't even bother to cover up their whereabouts and marched in a straight line towards the Sihang Warehouse, ramming past walls that hadn't collapsed.
If there were any houses that had not completely collapsed, the 57mm tank gun would fire and destroy them, and the terrifying tracks would crush the ruins and move forward with determination.
The remaining more than 300 infantrymen followed more than 150 meters away, using the cover of the ruins to approach the warehouse in a skirmish line.
Although the artillery hidden in the semi-permanent fortifications has not yet fired, the black holes protruding from the muzzles clearly show their eagerness.
There is no doubt that if the Chinese heavy firepower point in front of the warehouse building dares to fire, it will be their key target.
The Army lieutenant colonel standing behind the observation hole on the fourth floor had his face as sinking as water. He looked at the advancing pace of the Japanese troops in front and said nothing for a long time.
Obviously, the arrogant appearance of Japanese tanks was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Can the Japanese commander be so sure that the machine gun has been destroyed? Or, what other options does the Japanese army have?
At this moment, except for the useless Lei Xiong who was still with the army lieutenant colonel, the other three infantry company commanders and Tang Dao all entered their own positions.
"Sir!" Lei Xiong looked at the meditating commander with piercing eyes.
The commander of the machine gun company obviously hoped that his supreme commander would take back his previous order and put his two machine guns into battle.
Of course, that does not mean that the order changes day and night, but the Japanese tanks did not appear before, but now they have arrived! All deployments have to change according to different battle conditions, right?
The Army Lieutenant Colonel still shook his head slowly and refused Lei Xiong's invitation to fight.
For ordinary officers and soldiers in the battle, this is a battle about who lives and who dies, but for the top commanders of both sides, it is more of a psychological game.
Just like at the poker table, both sides are constantly playing cards to test the strength of their opponents. Whoever can't help but reveal his biggest trump card first will lose the initiative.
The current poker table is inherently unfair. Every time Si Xing Warehouse pulls out a hole card with no escape route or backup, it will lose one, and it will be closer to the final defeat.
The outline of four Japanese tanks and nearly 500 infantrymen seemed very tempting, but for an army lieutenant colonel, it was not enough.
He was betting that the Japanese army was not limited to the offensive they were currently showing.
On the battlefield, as the Japanese tanks moved forward with great determination, the soldiers who were hiding in the trenches but did not receive the order to fire suddenly felt their mouths go dry.
It's not like they haven't dealt with those iron lumps in the Songhu Battle. The regiment's 20mm machine guns and 37mm anti-tank guns can effectively deal with them. At a distance of 500 meters, they can penetrate their iron shells and destroy them.
However, after the Japanese army suffered the loss of one tank, their artillery would lock on to the position of the combat defense artillery, and then they would concentrate their artillery fire and bombard them indiscriminately. The 524th Regiment on the front line had already lost its battle by mid-October.
All the anti-tank guns and machine guns were wiped out.
In the remaining half of the month, whenever iron lumps appear, if you want to deal with them, you can only rely on the infantry to find a way.
The simplest and easiest way is for the demolition team to carry explosive bags or cluster grenades to blow up those terrible iron lumps.
However, if you want to blow them up, you must first get within at least five meters, but that is not as easy as imagined.
In other words, it is extremely difficult.
The Type 89 tank is also equipped with a heavy machine gun and is accompanied by infantry. Often, if you want to blow up such a tank, you have to pay at least one infantry squad casualties to do it.
There were even times when an infantry squad suffered so many casualties that they managed to blow up the tracks of the tank, but still could not destroy it. They could only watch helplessly as the Japanese maintenance vehicles dragged the damaged tank back.
Within a day or two, the iron lumps that had not been completely blown up returned to the bloody battlefield to massacre the infantry.
It can be said that tanks are the nightmare of pure infantry.
But now, there are four of them, relying only on the rifles and submachine guns in their hands. Even if there are heavy machine guns in the fire points above their heads to help, the soldiers are still nervous because of the roar of the steel beast's engine.
Not to mention ordinary soldiers, in fact, even veteran squad leaders such as Liu Datou and Lao Hei, who had experienced battles for a long time, were shaking slightly, and the cigarettes they had been holding in their mouths in a relaxed manner had long been extinguished in the trenches.
This chapter has been completed!