This is a war of steel against flesh, artillery against rifles.
Twenty-seven heavily armored Panzer IV tanks were advancing slowly but firmly towards the oncoming Japanese army like tigers. On both sides of them, more than a dozen Lynx tanks were wandering around like predatory hyenas, using vehicle-mounted
The KwK38 20mm machine gun and the MG 34 coaxial machine gun on the right kept firing at the Japanese troops.
In this contest between men and steel, the Japanese First Battalion, which had the numerical advantage, was defeated steadily.
But what is surprising is that compared to the Panzer IV tank, the performance of the Lynx reconnaissance tank is particularly eye-catching.
Because the Panzer IV had to take care of the infantry behind it, it could only advance forward at a speed of five or six kilometers per hour.
If the No. 4 tank group was slowly pressing towards the Japanese army like a big mountain, then more than a dozen Lynx reconnaissance tanks shuttled among the Japanese army like a group of flexible hyenas, using their machine guns and machine guns to shoot and kill the Japanese army unscrupulously.
, ruthlessly tore the Japanese defense line into pieces.
"boom"
A violent explosion sounded on a slope, and gunpowder smoke filled the air in an instant. A Type 92 heavy machine gun that was still spitting out tongues of flame a second ago was instantly blasted into the sky, and was torn into pieces along with it.
There are also machine gunners as well as loaders and ammunition handlers.
Not far away, Captain Murata Shuzo of the First Battalion felt heartbroken when he saw that the position was missing another machine gun. This was already the sixth machine gun that his brigade had lost.
A combat staff officer couldn't help but loudly said: "Your Excellency, Major, we can't continue fighting like this. The warriors of the 41st Division cannot die in this wilderness in vain."
Murata Shuzo gave him a cold look: "Then what do you want to do, retreat? Don't forget, behind us are Ota Ryuji and four brigades of Imperial Warriors."
The combat staff stopped talking. This was a well-planned ambush. The Chinese had already ambushed the chariot troops here. They were not just trying to stop them. Once the Chinese tanks were allowed to pass, the four people following them would
A large group would be like lambs in a sheepfold, being slaughtered wantonly by dozens of hungry wolves that broke in.
Murata Shuzo patted him on the shoulder: "Sakai-kun, we have no way out now, let's fight to the death!"
The combat staff bowed deeply to Shuzo Murata, drew out his command sword and ran to the right, commanding more than a dozen Japanese soldiers to rush towards the tank rushing toward them.
However, these more than ten Japanese soldiers had just ran less than fifty meters when a 75mm caliber high-explosive bomb fell among them. The 2.2 kilograms of picric acid carried by the 75mm shell exploded into a cloud the moment it hit the ground.
A gorgeous firework turned everything around into dust and threw it into the air. The shell fragments were mixed with a large amount of gravel, and the soil flew around at a speed of thousands of meters, covering an area of tens of meters in radius with hot steel sheets and
In gravel.
Murata Shuzo could even clearly see the corpses that had been torn into pieces by the shells, and he could even see a ferocious-looking head flying into the sky.
The oncoming Panzer IV tank did not give the First Battalion any chance to breathe. Shells were ejected from the muzzle of the 75mm KwK37 gun.
The MG34 machine gun, which was at the same level as the main gun, was also pouring out flames. The infantry following the tank widened their eyes. As soon as they saw any suspicious target, they would hit it with a hail of bullets without saying a word.
Facing the overwhelming offensive of Chinese tanks, the First Brigade was like a small sampan in the stormy sea that could capsize at any time.
Just as the first team was struggling, Ota Ryuji, who received the news, was also entangled.
"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, the First Battalion is still fighting hard. Please send troops for reinforcements as soon as possible."
Seeing Ota Ryūji's silence, the staff officer on the side became a little anxious and reminded him, regardless of being rude.
Ota Ryūji asked: "Have you figured out the number of the chariot unit on the opposite side?"
"Not yet." The combat staff replied, "However, according to our understanding of the Chinese troops in Shanxi, the entire Shanxi Province has no tank troops except Gao Hongming's Liantai Militia."
"It's the Liantai Militia again." Ota Ryūji's face showed an expression of resentment, resentment, confusion and even some horror.
What he was most worried about happened. As the sworn enemy of the 41st Division, the Liantai Militia not only took the lead in ending the repairs, but also took the initiative to ambush them.
Now, the first thought that came to his mind was whether it was all the men and horses of the Liantai Militia that ambushed them, or just the chariot troops.
No...if they were just to stop them, the Chinese would not dispatch their precious chariots at all. Since the chariots appeared, the opponent must be rushing to annihilate them.
Thinking of this, Ota Ryūji finally made up his mind, "The enemy situation is unknown, the first group sniped on the spot, and all other troops turned around and retreated at full speed."
Ota Ryūji's method of cutting off his tail to survive was beyond everyone's expectations, and Ding Wei, who was ambushing a mile behind the Poison Dragon Ridge, was also dumbfounded.
In the past, when they were exchanging fire with the Japanese army, there was no time when these Japanese soldiers didn't rush forward like chicken blood. No matter how heavy the casualties were, they never flinched. But today, they seemed to be a different person, as soon as they came into contact with the opponent.
Have to retreat.
"Captain, the little devil seems to be trying to escape!"
"Damn it, how much oil did the kid put on the soles of his feet today? Why did he run away as soon as there was a firefight?" Battalion Commander Zhou also looked confused. Is this the kid he knew? How could he be as virtuous as those puppet soldiers?
"We can't wait any longer." Ding Wei is also a decisive person, "Commander on the bugle, blow the charge bugle, and the whole regiment will charge!"
"Didi-dah-dah...dah-dah-dah..."
Accompanied by the passionate charge, more than two thousand soldiers of the new regiment, who had been in ambush for a long time, rushed out of the bunker like tigers descending the mountain and rushed towards the Japanese army. The task of the new regiment was to block the intersection of Dulong Ridge and pull out the enemy.
All the Japanese soldiers who entered the ambush circle were eaten.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Your Majesty, Major, the Chinese have begun to cut off our retreat!" A squadron leader came to report.
Murata Shuzo, who had just received the call to defend the retreat of the main force, put down his binoculars, turned around and asked: "How many people passed through Dulong Ridge?"
The squadron leader said without hesitation: "In addition to our brigade, there are two squadrons from the fifth brigade."
A sarcastic smile appeared on Murata Shuzo's lips: "So I have six infantry squadrons now?"
"Yes, Your Excellency, you are also the captain who has commanded the largest number of troops since the founding of the 41st Division." There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of the squadron leader's mouth. He was not stupid. Of course, he knew that his brigade had been deceived and abandoned, but
He didn't complain about anything. He could also understand the co-captain's thoughts. It's just that people are like this. They are more lenient in disciplining themselves than being strict in treating others. When it's their turn, they will naturally think differently.
"By the way, not only are there two more squadrons, but the health center is also here." The squadron leader suddenly remembered.
"Health clinic?" Murata Shuzo was stunned, "Don't the health clinic always follow the unit's operations? Why did it come to the front? What a nonsense!"
Murata Shuzo, who originally didn't have much emotion after receiving the order to stop the attack on the spot, became unusually excited when he heard this situation.
"Is such that!"
The squadron leader explained: "Before departure, Chief of Staff Ogihara sent more than ten trucks to our brigade. They were originally used to transport weapons and ammunition. Dr. Miyamoto Ichiro from the health center happened to see it, so he borrowed three trucks for use.
I came here to transport medicines and help doctors and nurses. I thought it was nothing, so I agreed, but they actually came ahead in the truck before they arrived."
"idiot!"
Shuzo Murata couldn't help but cursed, and he didn't know whether he was cursing the doctor or the driver.
At this point, there is no use in cursing. Murata Shuzo could only say helplessly: "Hurry up and send a team to protect the medical center. If there is a chance, cover their breakout."
"Hi!"
The squadron leader bowed and strode away.
Although the Japanese army was resisting desperately, the Japanese army did not have complete fortifications and sufficient anti-tank weapons. It was really difficult to deal with tanks that were armed to the teeth.
Looking at the tanks getting closer and closer, Murata Shuzo personally organized a support team. At this time, all the Japanese soldiers understood that if the Chinese tanks were allowed to break through their hastily formed defense line, they would only die. Rather than defeat the Mongolian troops,
Ashamed, I might as well fight to the death.
Murata Shuzo personally selected a dozen soldiers and tied them with white ribbons on their heads to form a stand-up team. Murata Shuzo personally directed the attack on Chinese tanks with human bombs.
"Climb forward, stuff the explosive packets under the tracks, and destroy the Chinese tanks. Please, for the sake of the Emperor!" Shuzo Murata held the explosive packets in both hands and bowed deeply to the unlucky guy.
Seeing the dignified major bowing to him in person, the young soldier turned pale with fright. With his mind completely blank, he stretched out his stiff hands to pick up the explosive bag. However, the ten-pound explosive bag, which was not usually heavy at all, was now as heavy as
Mount Tai was so heavy that he almost couldn't breathe.
Seeing his cowardice, Murata Shuzo slapped him twice in the face, and then forcibly tied the explosive pack to the soldier's back.
"Like a warrior, understand?"
"Captain...Captain...I..." The young soldier covered his face and wanted to defend, but when he saw Murata Shuzo's fierce look, he could only swallow his words. He and the dozen or so selected soldiers understood that,
There is no way for him to survive anymore.
"Remember? We can only crawl forward, hide in the grass, and try to use the craters to get closer."
"Go! Like a samurai!" Shuzo Murata waved his hand forward, signaling them to set off quickly.
The young private swallowed his saliva, glanced in the direction of his hometown, sighed, touched the explosive pack behind him, and then climbed out of the bunker. He suddenly turned around and wanted to explain something more, but in the end he said nothing.
Then he climbed out.
To the private, who was crawling on the scorched earth and grass, the road ahead seemed endless. From time to time, he hid his body in the crater to avoid the shrapnel flying across his scalp.
"Amaterasu bless you!"
Murata Shuzo looked at the front troops who were gradually approaching the tanks, feeling anxious and expectant in his heart. The machine gunners on the Chinese tanks and the infantry hiding behind the tanks should not have noticed the disappearing and reappearing troops yet.
But after waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear the explosion he was most looking forward to.
"Baga! Why are these cowards still dawdling? Run! Rush over! Pull the fuse."
Seeing several members of the Takamatsu team lying in the crater, unable to lift their heads, Murata Shuzo was so angry that he cursed repeatedly, wishing to chop off the heads of those cowards. Looking at the tanks getting closer and closer, Murata Shuzo stamped his feet and beat his feet in anxiety.
chest.
At this moment, a member of the team who was lying in the crater jumped up from the crater and rushed towards the tank closest to him, but even so, the distance between them was still a bit far.
The distance of more than ten meters seems very close, and it only takes two or three seconds to reach it, but for the tank crews and the infantry behind the tanks who are always tense, this time is enough for them to tilt too much.
Ammo's up.
"Da da da……"
As soon as the soldier rushed out of the crater less than five meters, he was knocked to the ground by dozens of oncoming bullets, and his entire body was smashed.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the troops, several nearby tanks seemed to notice something. They stopped together and began to use vehicle-mounted machine guns to shoot at the surrounding grass and suspicious targets. The surrounding infantry were also idle and took out grenades to target them.
There were several nearby craters and depressions where people could hide, and soon there were bursts of explosions.
"Baga...Baga...are all a bunch of idiots...idiots!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Murata Shuzo behind him could see clearly that this move of the Chinese people was a mistake. Several members of the team who were lurking in the crater or behind the bunker were
The grenade blast caused heavy casualties.
Just when Murata Shuzo was furious, a first-class soldier ran over. This first-class soldier was short and fat, and his entire neck seemed to be retracted into his collar. If you didn't pay attention, it would be difficult to tell that this guy was a man with a lot of talent.
Neck man.
The first-class soldier spat fiercely outside. His small eyes were gloomy and strange. He said to Murata Shuzo: "Your Excellency, Captain, let me go! I am not afraid of death and have no worries... I promise
Blow up a tank!"
"You?" Murata Shuzo looked at this guy who appeared out of nowhere suspiciously and said impatiently: "We will talk about it later. If you want to go, just wait patiently for my order."
Seeing that the captain ignored him, the first-class soldier took advantage of the surrounding soldiers not paying attention, picked up an explosive bag from the ground, carried it on his back, and then jumped out of the bunker.
"Asshole, didn't you hear my order?"
Murata Shuzo looked at the soldiers who had jumped out of the bunker and cursed several times in anger, but the people had already left. What else could he do, he could only raise his telescope and observe carefully.
From the telescope, he clearly saw the Chinese tanks getting closer and closer, and even noticed that the barrels of the Chinese tanks had begun to move slowly. Just when Shuzo Murata was about to organize a support team again, people everywhere
On the battlefield, which was full of potholes, a few mud-gray bodies looked like small wriggling insects, crawling slower and slower and more cautiously. Then, they lay motionless in a crater about ten meters away from the tank.
"What's going on? How did they climb over?" Although he couldn't see clearly how these soldiers who stood up did it, Murata Shuzo's heart suddenly rose.
"Hurry up... rush over!"
Murata Shuzo clenched his fists. At this time, a hunched figure quietly stood up and started rushing towards the tank at full speed. In an instant, he had already run into a crater only a few meters away from the tank. Then he jumped up suddenly and rushed towards the tank.
He rushed towards him, and behind him the fuse of the explosive pack was emitting white smoke.
Just when the figure was about to approach the tank, more than a dozen infantrymen behind the tank spotted him. Several tongues of fire spurted out, instantly shaking the figure and twisting it. Then there was a violent explosion, and the brave soldier was killed.
Break down into parts.
"Baga!" Murata Shuzo yelled, and suddenly a man whose whole body was so smoked that no color could be seen jumped out of the black crater and got into the belly of the steel giant closest to him in front.
"Boom!" Then there was a dull explosion, and the huge steel monster was shaken. Thick black smoke rose like a fountain from the tank. Seeing that the tank was destroyed by meat bombs, the Japanese soldiers and officers behind the bunker became confused.
They became enthusiastic and shouted "Banzai!"
Soon, several more bombs carrying explosives jumped out of the crater and rushed towards the tank...
In a makeshift tent, a doctor wearing a white coat that had already been stained red by blood bandaged the wounds of the wounded man under him and shouted: "Next."
Following his voice, two strong soldiers standing behind him stepped forward and worked together to lift the wounded person out of the operating table, and then another wounded person was carried up.
"Hemostats... tweezers... tweezers..."
The doctor shouted twice, but when he saw that no one brought up the tools, his face immediately darkened, "Miss Miyoko, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah... Doctor Miyamoto, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry..."
The distracted Sugita Miyoko quickly handed over the tweezers in her hand.
Ichiro Miyamoto used the tweezers to dig into the wounded man's wound a few times, and quickly took out something from the wound.
"Miss Miyoko, look..."
Ichiro Miyamoto raised something in front of Miyoko Sugita's eyes. It was a deformed bullet.
"This is a Chinese 7.92mm bullet, which is much more powerful than the Empire's 6.5mm Arisaka rifle bullet. Generally speaking, as long as the body is hit by this kind of bullet, the chance of survival is very small.
But this guy was lucky. The bullet seemed to have hit something else before hitting him and turned into a ricochet, so he was able to survive until now."
Miyoko Sugita couldn't help but said: "Dr. Miyamoto, if he was really lucky, how could he be hit by a ricochet?"
Miyamoto Ichiro was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Miss Miyoko is right, this guy is quite unlucky..."
Although Miyamoto Ichiro was trying his best to joke and relieve the tense atmosphere, he could not hide the worry in the corner of his eyes. He was experienced and had noticed that the sound of gunfire was getting closer and closer to them...