The rapid assault of the armored regiment was like an unrivaled giant beast that rumbled towards the Japanese army's position. The Japanese army was like a weak woman facing a group of strong men, looking so powerless.
Seeing the tanks that were constantly crushing and chasing his own soldiers on the battlefield, Colonel Hirano Kaede felt a sense of powerlessness pouring into his heart. He turned back to the staff officer beside him and asked: "Hasn't our combat artillery arrived yet?"
The staff officer smiled bitterly, pointed to the side and said: "Your Excellency, Wing Commander, our anti-tank artillery has arrived, but the tanks used to deal with the Chinese are probably of little use. You'd better see for yourself.
"Um?"
Colonel Hirano Kaede looked along the direction of the staff's finger, and saw a flash of muzzle fire from a Type 95 anti-tank gun, and then hit the front armor of a tank that was crushing Japanese soldiers on the position. With the sound of explosion
When the sound went off, the tank was shaken and stopped immediately. Hirano Kaede was happy when he saw it, and was about to shout out a good word, but then his eyes widened again because he saw the shot of the tank.
The turret turned slowly, and the thick and short barrel pointed at the combat defense gun. Then an orange-red fire flashed from the muzzle, and a sound was heard from the combat defense gun position that had no time to move.
There was a loud noise, and several Japanese soldiers who were busy preparing to fire another shot flew into the air amid the explosion.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Hirano Kaede closed his eyes in pain. He felt that his troops were like a group of little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, being chased by a big bad wolf. The chief of staff smiled bitterly and said: "Your Excellency, Captain, China.
The armor thickness of human tanks is obviously beyond our expectation. Before they were equipped with larger caliber and more powerful anti-tank guns, we had no way to defeat them. The current resistance is just causing the soldiers to die in vain."
"Baga!" Hirano Kaede was furious and stretched out his hand to give him a slap in the face. "We don't have large-caliber anti-tank cannons, but we have the spirit of Bushido. We also have the soul of Yamato! You immediately mobilize soldiers and bring enough
Explosives, tell them that if we don’t blow up those Chinese tanks, the division commander will never spare us, do you understand?”
"Hai!"
The staff officer who was slapped finally learned his lesson, said nothing, and immediately went down to start arranging the death squads...
"Da da da……"
Tong Yanfeng, who was following the tank, stretched out his hand and hit a Japanese soldier who was rushing towards the tank in front with a pack of explosives. Perhaps because the MP38 submachine gun ︻┳═ was not powerful enough, the Japanese soldier who was hit in the abdomen fell to the ground.
He was rolling all over the ground, but his vitality was still quite tenacious. After rolling for a while, he was still stunned, but a soldier next to him saw this and shot him with a Garand rifle in his hand, and then he was killed.
Already.
Tong Yanfeng spat in annoyance and said cursingly: "You can't even kill a person with a broken gun, so why not be as good as a little devil?"
The soldier who had just helped Tong Yanfeng refill his gun turned around and said with a grin: "Who made you the squad leader? If you don't have a submachine gun, who will?"
Tong Yanfeng was speechless now. Due to the rapid expansion of the 300 Division and the serious lack of grassroots officers, even Tong Yanfeng, a sniper, was forced to put down his beloved Mauser sniper rifle and pick up the MP38 submachine gun, which is the standard equipment of the sergeant squad leader.
The soldier next to him holding a Garand rifle was a recruit who had been in the army for less than three months. He smiled and said to Tong Yanfeng: "Squad leader, you said we can hit the Japanese heavy artillery brigade in half an hour.
Where is the group?"
"Of course..." Tong Yanfeng said.
"Sun...Boom..."
But just when Tong Yanfeng finished speaking, a shell exploded not far away from the two of them. Tong Yanfeng only felt his ears buzzing, and then a large piece of earth and stone hit him like rain, almost missing him.
He was buried in the soil.
After a while, when Tong Yanfeng's hearing gradually recovered, he heard a cry from beside him. He turned around and saw that the soldier who had just been talking to him not far away was lying on the ground covered in blood.
, blood continuously sprayed out from the thigh, staining a large area of the surrounding mud red.
Tong Yanfeng rushed over. He took out the first aid kit from his pocket and tore it open with his teeth in an attempt to bandage his wound. But after a while, Tong Yanfeng found helplessly that there was nothing he could do about it. The soldier's legs had been injured.
The shell exploded and blood gushed out like a fountain. He could only helplessly hold his legs that no longer existed and screamed at the top of his lungs... His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he fell down with his head tilted.
On the ground.
"asshole!"
Tong Yanfeng was powerless to do anything about it. He could only curse bitterly. He picked up the MP38 submachine gun in his hand and kept pulling the trigger at the Japanese soldiers wearing white cloths on their heads. It was these ugly and brutal invaders who imposed the war zone on them.
These Japanese pirates from Japan not only burned their houses, but also robbed their land, robbed their property, and finally took away their lives.
"boom……"
There was another loud noise not far away. A Japanese death squad finally broke through the firepower network, rushed to the tank group, and fired the explosive package, which paralyzed a Somoa tank to the ground. A pungent blast of
Thick smoke billowed from the tank.
After a while, two tank crews emerged from the escape hatch at the bottom. However, before they could run far, they were knocked to the ground by a hail of bullets fired from a distance.
The battle continued. The soldiers of the 48th Regiment of the Japanese Army swarmed over one after another under the command of the officers. Although most of them were beaten to pieces by the tanks and the infantry following behind them with a dense rain of metal bullets.
However, no matter how dense the fire net was, there were still some gaps. Under the crazy counterattack of the Japanese army, the armored regiment also left seven or eight tanks damaged on the position.
The battle on the second line of defense lasted for nearly twenty minutes. The position was filled with dense corpses, both Japanese and Chinese soldiers. At this point in the battle, the 48th Regiment finally couldn't hold on anymore and suffered most of its casualties.
They finally showed signs of wavering, and began to suffer defeats one after another. Hirano Kaede had no choice but to lead the remaining troops to withdraw towards the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade.
Seeing such a situation, Li Chenzhe did not hesitate at all. He immediately led his troops to pursue the victory and rushed towards the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade ten kilometers away...
"Baga, we can't let the Chinese destroy our heavy artillery brigade. In that case, Commander Furushuo Chiro's plan will be completely ruined!" Upon hearing the news that the 48th Regiment had retreated, Saito Ritsaburo slammed the table on the spot, as
A senior commander, he knew very well what would happen to them without the heavy artillery brigade. Without the heavy artillery brigade, let alone launching an attack to capture Enping, if the Three Hundred Army took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, I am afraid that even Jiangmen
They can't keep it either.
"Your Excellency, Division Commander, the 56th Regiment reported that now they have arrived behind the Chinese and can take the opportunity to launch an attack on them." Chief of Staff Gao Shan Gongtong on the side came up with an idea.
"It's too late." Saito Ritsaburo smiled bitterly and shook his head. If they arrived before the second line of defense collapsed, he would immediately order an attack without hesitation, surround this lone army and eat it, but now
The second line of defense has collapsed. If the 56th Regiment continues to attack, Saito Ritsaburo believes that the 400 Division in front of them will not remain indifferent. If they send out another unit, not many, just one
Regiment, the fifty-sixth regiment will become a fragrant dumpling.
Finally Saito Risaburo sighed: "Takayama-kun, please ask the commander for air support, otherwise the heavy artillery brigade will not be able to be saved."
Suyan Saito Risaburo has not studied mechanized combat courses, nor has he been influenced by the German Blitzkrieg, but out of soldier's intuition, he knows that the only way to save the Sixth Brigade, which is about to be in trouble, is to rely on their aviation.
Already.
"Your Excellency, Commander, we can also ask for assistance from the 38th Division!" Gao Shan Gongtong came up with another idea.
"The Thirty-Eighth Division?" Saito Risaburo showed a disdainful sneer on his lips: "If these local soldiers in Nagoya can be relied on, sows can climb trees."
The troops of the Thirty-eighth Division all come from local soldiers and conscripts from Nagoya, Gifu and Shizuoka Prefectures. It is a first-class division in name, but its actual combat effectiveness is reduced by half. According to Saito Rizaburo
, it would be good if they could defend their position without losing it. It is unrealistic to expect them to actively dispatch troops and defeat the Chinese armored forces.
But this is only one of the reasons. Saito Risaburo also has selfish motives. Now that the Eighteenth Division has been defeated so miserably, if the Thirty-eighth Division comes out to help them relieve the siege, the Eighteenth Division will see thirty-eighth divisions in the future.
Shouldn’t the Eighth Division still be humbled?
"But will our Army Airlines plane arrive in time?" Gaoshan Gongtong asked after hesitating for a moment.
Saito Risaburo was angry, "It's not just the Army Aviation planes. Don't forget, the Empire's Third Fleet is only a hundred nautical miles away from us. It only takes them less than half an hour to arrive. Could it be that the Sixth Heavy Artillery Brigade
Can’t the regiment even resist for an hour and a half?”
"Okay!" Seeing that Saito Risaburo had made up his mind, Takayama Kimichi had no choice but to obey.
Soon, Furushuo Qianlang who was far away in Guangzhou received a telegram from Saito Ritsaburo.
"Nani, the Chinese took the lead in launching the attack. They have broken through two lines of defense and are now rushing towards the heavy artillery brigade?"
Furushu Mikiro felt his vision go dark and almost fell down. Fortunately, Chief of Staff Tanaka Hisashi who was standing beside him quickly supported him with a quick glance.
Furushuo Qianlang finally woke up and immediately shouted: "Quick, notify the Army Aviation and the Third Fleet immediately to provide support immediately, immediately!"