From the perspective of Dan Tai Mingyue.

It can be clearly seen that a large area of ​​Japanese infantry, like a group of yellow rats, slowly pressed towards the front of the Sihang Warehouse.

Without careful counting, relying on visual inspection, the Japanese army will never be less than 500 troops to the front battlefield this time.

Yes, just the first wave, Toyota Hiro dispatched two infantry and a half squadrons.

For half of the squadron, it was naturally the idiot who made the Japanese colonel encounter the big slap in the service of Hachijiro and his subordinates.

The so-called sharp knife is just a synonym for cannon fodder at this moment.

Of course, the Japanese Grandmaster was not stupid enough to lead the team to charge with his shirtless belly and exposed his greasy belly. Such a role was taken off his military uniform and exposed his strong muscle bumps in the autumn wind. Mixed with a large number of goose bumps, Kurokawa Weaver's unlucky guy.

The Japanese Grand Secretary stood in front of the 500 troops under his command when gunfire sounded and issued a combat declaration:

"You guys, if this attack fails, you will be successful. I will be with you."

Then, instead of using the usual way of pretending, he pulled out the turtle box in the gun holster at his waist, aiming at the direction of the warehouse, roaring: "Empire, martial luck will flourish! Go forward!"

“Onboard!”

Teams of Japanese troops roared loudly, following their commanders onto the planned route in advance and headed forward.

The huge roar of the diesel engine that followed also spread throughout the battlefield at this time.

Japanese tanks officially debuted.

Yes, what caused Dan Tai Mingyue's eyes to show fear was not how much troops the Japanese army had invested, but that the Japanese army actually invested four tanks in the first wave of attacks on the front 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 ranks, and passed through the gaps in the semi-permanent fortifications that had been built by the Japanese army. The muzzle pointed high at the Sihang Warehouse, just like a general waving a sharp spear in front of an ancient array of cavalry, pointing at the opponent.

The stern muzzle is much scarier than a spear.

"Boom!" Two 57mm tank guns of two Type 89 tanks fired straight, and blasted a simple sandbag fortification located in front of the gate of the Sihang Warehouse into powder.

Eight heavy machine guns located on both wings on the front also flew.

"Da da da da!"

In the sun, eight visible whips whipped hard on the front wall of the Sihang Warehouse. On the sandbag, a puff of dust stirred by the bullet splashed. From a distance, it looked like flowers.

Flower of Death.

"Long live the empire!" The 500th Japanese army shouted indulge in love.

The two medium-sized tank engines that showed their might roared, black smoke rolled, and the tracks began to roll, moving towards the Sihang Warehouse. The smaller Type 94 chariots on both sides also began to move forward.

Lieutenant Kurokawa Iron, who was blown out of goosebumps by the autumn wind in southeast China, followed closely behind the two Type 89 tanks with the last two infantry squads, like a little chicken following behind two old hens.

That is, the little chickens were smoked by the black smoke of their own tanks...

I haven't started working yet, just like I've just walked around the African prairie.

"The Japanese army is so brave, without fear of poisonous smoke!" A Western reporter quietly drafted his column title today.

The two reconnaissance type 94 tanks, which are not much larger than QQ sedan, may have followed two small teams behind them because of their limited bullet surface.

Perhaps it was because they felt that the machine gun might have been killed, or perhaps the artillery in the newly built semi-permanent fortifications on both sides gave them enough confidence.

The four tanks were not even bothered to hide their whereabouts, and they took a straight line to move towards the Sihang Warehouse. When they encountered a wall that did not collapse, they also collided.

If there is a house that has not completely collapsed, the 57mm tank gun will be shot and destroyed, and the terrifying tracks crush the ruins and move forward with great determination.

The remaining more than 300 infantrymen followed more than 150 meters away and used the cover of the ruins to approach the warehouse with the help of the scattered soldiers.

Although the cannon hidden in the semi-permanent fortifications has not opened fire yet, the black holes poked out from it show their covetous eyes.

There is no doubt that if the Chinese heavy firepower point on the front of the warehouse building dares to fire, it will be their focus on attacking.

The Army Lieutenant Colonel standing behind the fourth floor observation hole was as deep as water, and he looked at the Japanese army's advance in front of him for a long time without saying a word.

Obviously, the appearance of Japanese tanks so arrogantly was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Can the Japanese commander be so sure that the machine cannon will be destroyed? Or, what other tricks will the Japanese army have?

At this moment, except for the heroes who are useless in the place where the heroes are still next to the Army Lieutenant Colonel, the other three infantry company commanders and Tang Dao have entered their own positions.

"Sir!" Lei Xiong looked at the contemplative commander with bright eyes.

The company commander of the machine gun company obviously hoped that his supreme commander would take back his previous orders and put two machine guns under him into battle.

Of course, it does not mean that the orders are changed every day, but that the Japanese tanks did not appear before, but now they have arrived! All deployments have to change with the situation of the war, right?

The Army Lieutenant Colonel still shook his head slowly and refused Lei Xiong's request for battle.

For ordinary officers and soldiers in the battle, this is a battle about who dies and who lives, but for the highest commanders of both sides, it is more of a psychological game.

Just like at the card table, both sides constantly play cards to test the depth of their opponents. Whoever can't help but take the lead in opening their biggest trump card will lose the initiative.

At present, this card table is unfair. Every time the Sihang Warehouse has no way of backing and no backup, one less card is taken out, and it is closer to the final defeat.

It seems very tempting to hook out four Japanese tanks and nearly 500 infantrymen, but for the Army Lieutenant Colonel, it is not enough.

He was betting that the Japanese army was not just the offensive currently presented.

On the position, as the Japanese tanks moved forward with great determination, the soldiers who hid in the trenches but did not receive the order to shoot were blown away.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Those iron lumps have been dealing with in the Battle of Shanghai. The 20mm machine guns and 37mm war defense guns in the regiment can effectively deal with them, and a distance of 500 meters can penetrate their iron shells and destroy them.

However, after the Japanese army suffered a tank loss, their artillery would lock in the position of the war defense artillery, and then concentrated artillery fire to bombard the enemy. The 524th Regiment on the front line had lost all the war defense artillery and machine guns until mid-October.

For the remaining half a month, whenever the iron lumps appeared and wanted to deal with them, they could only rely on the infantry to find a way themselves.

The easiest way is to blow up those terrible iron lumps with explosive bags or cluster grenades.

However, if you want to blow them up, you must first get within at least five meters, but that is not as easy as you imagine.

Or, it is extremely difficult.

The Type 89 tank is also equipped with machine guns and infantry accompanying it. Often, if you want to blow up such a tank, you have to at least pay the casualties of an infantry squad to deal with it.

Even sometimes, an infantry squad was killed or killed. After finally blowing up the tank's tracks, it was still unable to destroy it. He could only watch the Japanese repair vehicles drag the damaged tank back.

In less than a day or two, the iron lump, which was not completely blown up, once again boarded the bloody battlefield and massacred the infantry.

It can be said that tanks are the nightmare for pure infantrymen.

Now, there are four. With the rifles and submachine guns in their hands, even if there are heavy machine guns in the fire point above their heads, the soldiers are still nervous because of the roar of the steel beast engine.
Chapter completed!