The rainy season in 2041 came extremely early. There had been a heavy rain a few days ago, and the land soaked by the rain had not had time to dry. This morning it started to rain lightly again.
On the smoke-filled hills, a large group of Japanese soldiers in brown military uniforms, holding rifles and bending over, were approaching the front under the command of their officers. The sound of explosions told them that a bloody battle was going on ahead.
Japanese soldiers are already short, and the minimum height limit for conscription is no more than 1.5 meters. According to this standard, they can even buy half a ticket when taking a train in China. In addition, they bend down as much as possible to keep their height down, making these Japanese soldiers like moving yellow-brown graveyards in the wilderness.
This unit is the third brigade of the 100th Regiment of the Japanese Army. It was ordered to reinforce the forward position. To this end, they also carried two 47mm anti-tank cannons and are now moving towards the position with difficulty.
The Type-1 anti-tank gun is the latest artillery developed by the Japanese Army this year. Its prototype is the Soviet 45mm anti-tank gun.
Prior to this, the main anti-tank weapon of the Japanese army was an imitation of the German PAK37 anti-tank gun, which the Japanese named Type 94 37mm anti-tank gun.
Originally, in the view of the Japanese Army, the performance of the Type 94 37mm anti-tank gun was sufficient. However, in the Battle of Nomenkan in May 1939, the arrogant Japanese army was severely pressed to the ground and rubbed by the torrent of steel led by Zhukov.
The Japanese army, accustomed to being the king and hegemon in Asia, realized how far behind it was from the world's first-class armies, and this was how the Japanese anti-tank gun was born.
More than 20 soldiers struggled to push the 800-kilogram anti-tank gun out of the crater. They were the only two combat anti-tank guns in the 100th Regiment.
"Pass it on, don't make a sound!" Lieutenant Colonel Ikeuchi, who was holding a command knife, turned around and ordered, then he lifted the boots weighing several kilograms and walked hard. Ikeuchi was the captain of the third battalion of the 100th Regiment. In order to avoid
Faced with Chinese aircraft and artillery fire, he gave up his right to ride a horse and trudged through the wet position with the same difficulty as an ordinary soldier.
However, because the position was extremely wet and wet mud covered his military boots, Ikeuchi Zheng, whose footsteps seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, became irritated and even had the idea of taking off his boots and walking barefoot.
"I hope the front positions are still holding up!"
Ikenuchi followed the team while panting heavily and praying in his heart. If the front position was lost, the 100th Regiment would be surrounded by enemy troops and would definitely become a live target for China's artillery fire.
Just when he was worried, the sound of intensive explosions and machine gun fire from the north made Ikeuchi slightly reassured. This at least proved that the front positions were still fighting.
At this time, a small and exquisite aircraft passed by them, tilted slightly, as if to confirm something, and then flew away.
Although the plane did not drop bombs or strafe, Ikeuchi's heart suddenly felt uneasy. Half a month ago, he would not have looked at such an almost unarmed plane, but now
He doesn't think so anymore.
Because not only him, but also many officers of the Ninth Brigade and the Thirty-seventh Division knew that this small, exquisite and harmless-looking aircraft was the artillery school shooting and reconnaissance aircraft of the Liantai Militia Regiment, and was specially used for
It is used by artillery to calibrate artillery impact point and communication.
Sure enough, dozens of seconds later, a sharp whistling suddenly came from the air, and Ikeuchi's face instantly turned pale. The shells were indeed aimed at his group.
"Lie down! Get down quickly!"
The shouts of the officers rang out in the silent wilderness, and the Japanese soldiers who were advancing crouching down fell to the ground like dogs eating mud.
"Boom!" The moment he lay down, bullets rained down. Chiuchi Zheng, who pressed his body tightly to the ground, felt the vibration of the earth and the choking smoke. The shells were getting denser and denser, and shrapnel and broken limbs were everywhere.
Keep flying sideways.
After an unknown period of time, the shelling stopped.
Ikeuchi Zheng then struggled to stand up from the ground, shook off the dirt all over his body, grabbed the telescope on his chest and looked into the distance. Not far away, the square outline of the chariot could be vaguely seen. When he saw this, his heart immediately sank.
Come down.
Since the Chinese tanks appear here, it proves that the front position has been lost, and their reinforcements are meaningless.
He shouted loudly: "Chariot... China chariot!"
"Fortify yourself in place! Prepare to fight! Try to use the craters to hide the gun emplacements!"
As the order was issued, thousands of soldiers of the Third Battalion deployed on the spot. At this time, the craters everywhere became their best bunkers.
The combat anti-artillery team is working hard to use the engineer shovel to modify the crater in order to hide the Type 1 combat anti-artillery. If there is any difference between the Type 1 combat anti-artillery and the original Type 94 combat anti-artillery, that is compared to the Type 94 combat anti-artillery.
In terms of artillery, the Type 1 anti-tank artillery is more than 400 kilograms heavier than the former, and its height is also much higher.
With everyone's efforts, the gunners quickly used the bomb crater to build a relatively concealed gun emplacement. Then they quickly pushed the anti-tank gun into the emplacement, placed the ammunition box next to the gun mount, and removed the upper armor shield.
The combat defense gun barrel is close to the ground, and its existence cannot be discovered if you are not paying attention.
Soon, the gunner loaded a 47mm piercing round into the gun bore and began to adjust the mechanical sight.
"Report, the Chinese tank troops are marching in a zigzag pattern." the observer reported loudly.
"吆西!" The gunner, with the brim of his hat facing backward, used the steering gear and the height machine to continuously adjust the gun, and then pulled the gun bolt back with his right hand.
"Boom!"
The 47mm anti-war artillery shell rushed out of the muzzle instantly.
Lu Xianping, who had just jumped off the turret of the tank, was holding a 98K rifle in both hands. He was following a Panzer IV tank with his waist down and scanning the surroundings carefully. Riding a tank in the potholes and muddy terrain was definitely physical work, and he could be thrown off at any time.
danger.
Suddenly, a Lynx reconnaissance tank ahead was hit by a shell, and a plume of black smoke came out of the open control tower.
"No...there's a Japanese anti-tank gun ahead!"
"Hurry up and get a few people over and rescue the brothers in the tank!"
The shouts of several officers rang out in the team. At this moment, another artillery shell hit the No. 4 tank in front of Lu Xianping.
The whistling shells hit the front armor of the No. 4 tank, making a harsh metal collision sound. The sound was so loud that Lu Xianping felt dizzy.
Fortunately, the armor of the Panzer IV was much thicker than that of the Lynx reconnaissance tank, and the shell did not penetrate the front armor of the Panzer IV.
But even so, the sudden attack put the team into a tense mood.
"Damn it, what are you idiots still doing? Hurry up and take cover!"
"Little Shandong, what the hell are you doing? Don't you always brag? Even if a mosquito flies in front of you, can you tell the male from the female? Now you can't see such a big cannonball.
Where did it come from?"
The roar of a thunderous tiger sounded from behind.