An unknown voice sounded in Nakagawa Jiro's ears, and his face and voice became sharp in desperation.
"Quack...quack..."
The harsh sound of metal friction and the roar of the engine intertwined to form a strange sound. Coupled with the huge body of the Panzer IV, it gave people an unusually oppressive momentum.
In fact, when the soldiers of the Second Brigade saw the big guy slowly climbing up a slope on the road ahead, everyone was dumbfounded.
The 41st Division to which the Second Brigade belongs belongs to the second-rate division sequence, also known as the draft horse division. There is no anti-tank establishment at the brigade level.
This is not because the Japanese are incapable of equipping them, but because China was simply too weak during this period.
For ordinary troops, let alone tanks, many soldiers don't even have shoes. They can only make their own straw sandals or even march barefoot. Isn't it a waste to be equipped with anti-tank weapons when fighting such troops?
Just when the Japanese soldiers of the Second Battalion were dumbfounded, the No. 4 tank that had just climbed up the slope was not idle. After the turret rotated slightly, it fired a shot at the Japanese without hesitation.
With thick smoke rising from the muzzle, the 6.8-kilogram high-explosive bomb rushed out of the gun barrel at a speed of 385 meters per second and hit the ground less than two meters away from a Japanese soldier. Accompanied by a violent explosion,
The Japanese soldier was hit by the strong shock wave and flew up to a height of four to five meters in the air before falling heavily to the ground.
"You idiots, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and shoot!" Jiro Nakagawa, as the captain, was the first to react and immediately issued an order to the soldiers to fight back.
Then he said to the captain of the first squadron: "Yagyu-kun, you stop the advancing troops immediately, and you must blow up the Chinese tanks, otherwise we will be finished when they rush over."
"Quick...everyone come here and get an explosive pack."
A squad leader with the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulders shouted loudly at his men. At this time, there were twenty-five soldiers standing in front of him, which was already nearly half of his squad's strength.
Every soldier carrying a pack of explosives silently looked at the slowly approaching tank a few hundred meters ahead with a sad look in his eyes. After all, everyone knew that this was a life-or-death experience, even the most cruel people could
Can't remain indifferent.
Finally, there was the last explosive bag left on the ground that no one took, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to the soldier standing at the end.
The private with a childish look on his face stood there awkwardly, his body still trembling.
The second lieutenant strode over and said loudly: "Private Matsuo... why don't you get the explosive pack?"
The soldier grumbled, "Sir, I'm not married yet."
"idiot!"
The second lieutenant was furious, raised his hand and gave him a slap in the face, "I'm not married either!"
After saying that, the second lieutenant picked up the explosive bag from the ground and tied the explosive bag to the soldier without any explanation. He used so much force and tightness that the soldier grinned in pain.
"Remember...be like a warrior." After tying the explosive bag, the second lieutenant stared at the soldier's childish face, and his tone became gentler: "Your parents and family are all looking at you, the Emperor.
Your Majesty will never forget your contribution.
You guys take the first step, after all, we will eventually meet at the Yasukuni Shrine."
"Hi!"
Tears burst out of the soldier's eyes, and he lowered his head in tears.
"Okay... let's go warriors!"
The second lieutenant waved his hand, and more than twenty soldiers carrying explosive bags jumped out of the bunker and moved towards the opposite tank from all directions.
"Kakaka...kakaka..."
The first Japanese soldier who rushed toward the tank only ran a few dozen meters when he heard the sound of gunshots coming from the front, like tearing up oilcloth. Before the soldier could even dodge, he was hit in the abdomen by several rounds of 7.92 bullets.
, fell to the ground.
Because this Japanese soldier was physically strong, he did not die immediately after being hit in the abdomen and let out a shrill wail.
Writhing in pain, he crawled on the ground, letting the blue-gray juice flow out of his stomach, and stretched out his hands towards his companions behind him, shouting for help.
"Ono, help me... Youzhu-kun... come and help me... ah... give me a shot..."
When the young soldier running among the crowd saw this, he subconsciously wanted to go over and help, but was stopped by a private next to him. The private glared at him fiercely, "Baga...he is dead...you
Did you want to die with him in the past?"
Nakagawa Jiro watched more than 20 soldiers running towards the Chinese tanks one by one. He nervously clenched the command knife in his hand and murmured in a low voice: "It must be blown up... please... it must be blown up."
Lose……"
But his hope was in vain. The Chinese tanks did not act alone. Behind each tank were more than ten soldiers. They were either holding rifles or submachine guns, and they were all observing the surroundings vigilantly. Once
When a suspicious target is found, it will be shot immediately. Most of the soldiers are killed before they even get close to the tank.
"boom……"
A huge explosion shot into the sky. It was a soldier of the Stand Up Force who was hit by a Chinese machine gun and detonated the explosives on his body. His whole body was blown to pieces.
"This team is finished."
Nakagawa Jiro's heart suddenly went cold. He was about to turn around and order another rescue team to be organized when he saw a blurry figure crawling slowly on the ground in the thick smoke.
He quickly raised his binoculars and took a closer look, and found that it was a young soldier. He crawled into a crater and hid quietly without any intention of showing his head.
"Baga...this coward, how dare he do this?"
When Nakagawa Jiro saw this, he was so angry that he cursed.
"Creak, creak, creak..."
Amidst a heart-wrenching sound of metal friction, a steel monster slowly drove from the front to the crater.
At this time, the soldier suddenly jumped out of the crater and rushed toward the tank.
"boom……"
In a deafening explosion, the tank was immediately surrounded by a burst of thick smoke, and the sound of the engine stopped abruptly.
"Very good!"
Nakagawa Jiro shouted excitedly, and the Japanese soldiers behind him also cheered when they saw this. In their view, being able to exchange more than 20 people for one tank of the other side was definitely a profit.
But not long after they cheered, there was a burst of noise, the sound of the engine rang again, and then the steel monster actually drove out of the thick smoke, but there was an extra layer of darkness on the original iron-gray paint, that was
Stained by the smoke of the explosion.
Seeing the tank emerging from the smoke unscathed, all the cheers stopped abruptly.
"Da da da……"
The tank crews seemed to be enraged by the explosion just now. The machine gun in front of the turret poured out bursts of flames, sifting through any hiding place in front...