Around Zhou Xiaobo's march, there were many fully armed infantrymen hurriedly moving forward. They were the troops of the infantry regiment who could not ride on the tanks and could only rely on two legs to chase the armored regiment. Now all the troops
They all had only one goal, which was to penetrate behind the Japanese army and annihilate the 92nd Division.
While everyone in the 1st Armored Division was busy preparing for this battle, one of the protagonists of the battle, the 92nd Division, did not expect that an imminent battle was about to break out in front of them. Nishiyama Yuta sat behind the car seat
, feeling drowsy on the bumpy road, he tilted his head and leaned on the armrest of the car seat, his head swaying, and slowly he fell into sleep. In his dream, he dreamed of Kyushu Island far away.
The gentle wife and the small wooden boat left by grandpa.
Looking at Nishiyama Yuta who fell asleep, Chief of Staff Saburo Nakamura sighed softly. He knew that the division commander next to him was really tired these days. In order to restore the combat effectiveness of the severely damaged 92nd Division as soon as possible, he
I spend every day in the grassroots units, training with soldiers and officers, and haven't had a good rest for more than a month. But even so, the 92nd Division has only replenished most of its soldiers.
Originally, the 92nd Division should have more than 18,200 people when fully staffed, but now there are only more than 13,000 people, and there is still a gap of nearly 5,000 people. According to the estimates of Nakamura Saburo and Nishiyama Yuta
, it will take at least two to three months to regain combat effectiveness, but a telegram from the headquarters made the 92nd Division, which was not ready for war, panic and had to set off to rescue Nanchang in advance.
Regarding this rescue operation, both he and Nishiyama Yuta were worried. The reason was that in the battle of Spider Ridge, the Seventh Army's ferocious artillery fire, unprecedented incendiary bombs and ferocious attacks made the Nine
Everyone in the Twelfth Division was deeply impressed.
"well……"
With a long sigh, Nakamura Saburo looked out the window at the withered grass and desolate hills, and felt a rare feeling of uneasiness in his heart.
"boom……"
A dull explosion sounded in the distance. Although it was blocked by the car window, it still faintly reached Saburo Nakamura's ears.
"What's going on?"
When Saburo Nakamura pricked up his ears and sat upright, another explosion sounded. This time it was much clearer. Saburo Nakamura could even judge that the location of the explosion was not more than one kilometer away from him. He even
It can be judged that the explosion point of this shell was seven or eight hundred meters behind him.
"Nakamura-kun, where is the sound of gunfire?"
Soldiers are always very sensitive to the sound of gunfire. When he remembered the second sound of gunfire, Nishiyama Yuta, who had been sleeping deeply, immediately woke up. He looked around and quickly asked Nakamura Saburo next to him.
Saburo Nakamura comforted him: "Your Excellency, division commander, I don't know. I guess we encountered some guerrillas who wanted to attack our luggage."
Just as Saburo Nakamura finished speaking, there were several explosions in succession.
Nishiyama Yuta's face changed, and he frowned and said: "Nakamura-kun, what do you think is my first day as a soldier? The sound is at least ten or more 80mm caliber artillery firing. If the guerrillas have this kind of firepower
The imperial army has long been driven into the sea."
As soon as Nishiyama Yutai finished speaking, he immediately asked the driver to stop the car, opened the door and got out. As the sound of cannons sounded, the troops marching on the road also stopped. Everyone looked behind them in the direction of the sound of cannons.
passed.
"Combat staff, combat staff!" Yuta Nishiyama shouted after getting out of the car.
Soon, a small Major came jogging to Nishiyama Yuta and said loudly: "Your Excellency, the division commander, the rear baggage regiment has come to report. A group of Chinese tanks suddenly appeared and launched an attack on them.
The commander of the regiment, Major Shiraiwa Koji, asked us for urgent help and asked us to send troops to support immediately. Otherwise, the baggage regiment will not be able to hold on!"
"idiot!"
Nishiyama Yuta couldn't hold back anymore and yelled loudly, and shouted angrily at the major: "There are more than a thousand people in the baggage regiment. Can't we hold it for even a while? He is holding a rifle in his hand, and it is His Majesty the Emperor.
The Type 38 rifle given by the emperor is not a hoe for plowing the fields at home. You immediately tell Shiraiwa Koji and let him hold on for twenty minutes. I will immediately ask the 202nd Regiment to support him. If he cannot support him for even twenty minutes
If so, let him have a caesarean section as soon as possible. The Imperial Army does not want such waste!"
"Hai!"
The combat staff officer quickly ran over, rolling and crawling.
"asshole!"
Nishiyama Yuta punched the roof of the car next to him, making a banging sound that startled Colonel Saburo Nakamura who had just thought about it.
Seeing Saburo Nakamura about to come out, Nishiyama Yuta waved to him. Saburo Nakamura quickly got out of the car and asked: "Your Excellency, division commander, what are your orders?"
Nishiyama Yuta walked up to him and said: "Nakamura-kun, after hearing the sound of the artillery fire, the baggage regiment behind is probably in big trouble. You and the 202nd Regiment rush to the back immediately to support the baggage regiment, and then send
Report the situation to me, do you understand?"
Listening to the increasingly rapid gunfire, Nakamura Saburo understood the seriousness of the matter. He nodded and said: "Hai, I'll go right away!" After saying that, he also jumped on a three-wheeled motorcycle next to him and turned around.
After taking a direction, he galloped towards the back.
Looking at Saburo Nakamura gradually walking away, Nishiyama Yuta murmured: "I hope Amaterasu will bless us and it will only be a small group of Chinese troops attacking our rear."
Nishiyama Yuta is very nervous now. As a unit that is still on the march and has not fully deployed its combat formation, what they are most afraid of is encountering unexpected situations, especially when encountering a premeditated ambush by the opponent. No matter how well-trained the troops are,
There is no way for the troops to form a combat formation to counterattack at the first time. In that case, the losses to the troops will be huge. If a large local force sets up an ambush, the troops may collapse.
But the more he was afraid of something in this world, the more it would come to him. More than twenty minutes later, Nakamura Saburo's emergency report came over.
After receiving the report from the staff officer, Nishiyama Yuta yelled angrily: "Nani? The Chinese armored troops appearing behind you? Baga, do you know that lying about military information will lead to a military court! We are coming all the way,
Where are the Chinese armored forces? Can their tanks fly?"
The staff officer was also panicked and said with a panicked expression: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, this is a telegram jointly signed by Chief of Staff Nakamura and Colonel Kawai Shinsuke and sent personally. It is estimated that the authenticity of the telegram is beyond doubt. Colonel Kawai Shinsuke also said
, the Chinese armored forces are too powerful, our troops have no way to deploy, and now we can only rely on the blood of warriors to stop their advance, a brigade of the 202nd Regiment has now lost more than half."
Nishiyama Yuta just shook his head: "This is impossible, impossible, how could the Chinese come around behind us?"
The staff officer thought for a while and said: "This...could it be that the Chinese people came around from both sides of our road?"
Nishiyama Yuta shook his head: "Impossible, there are hills and wilderness on both sides of the road. In addition, if the Chinese people want to hide from us, they have to be at least two miles away from us to avoid our reconnaissance force. But is that possible? Where is it?
The road conditions are simply not suitable for chariots to pass through. If there really were chariots trying to force their way through there, I estimate that 99% of the time they would all lie down. Are the Chinese people that stupid?"
At this time, Nishiyama Yuta looked at this matter from the perspective of measuring Japan's beetle chariots. In his opinion, it would be impossible for Japanese chariots to pass through these steep hilly wilderness, so
He looked at the Armored Forces of the Seventh Army in this way. However, he did not expect that due to technical differences, his view of some things would be biased.
Nishiyama Yuta thought for a while and asked the staff officer: "When was our last aerial reconnaissance?"
The staff officer thought for a while: "It was reported five hours ago. People from the aviation force said that the Chinese troops in China were still more than a hundred kilometers away from us. After that, people from the aviation force said that due to the frequent appearance of Chinese fighter planes, they would not be able to fight next time.
The investigation can only be carried out tomorrow morning."
"That's it!" Nishiyama Yuta pondered for a moment and then said: "Unless these Chinese tanks passed by temporarily in the past few hours, there is no way they could escape the eyes of our aerial reconnaissance. Even if they barely passed by, they would not be able to escape.
The number will definitely not be large. You immediately tell Nakamura Saburo and Kawai Shinsuke that the Chinese tanks will not be many, and order them to use the fastest to eliminate those small Chinese troops to ensure the safety of the baggage regiment!"
"Hai!"
The staff officer agreed. He was about to turn around and leave, but when he turned around, a sharp whistling sound passed over their heads, and a cannonball rang out less than a hundred meters away from them.
"Sun...boom..."
A distant explosion sounded in front. Several Japanese guards who were on guard immediately fell into a pool of blood, and some broken flesh and blood splashed in front of Nishiyama Yuta.
Seeing such a situation, Nishiyama Yuta couldn't help being shocked: "What's going on? Is there also a Chinese ambush here?"
While he was talking, he suddenly heard the soldiers around him shouting. When they looked back, they found a group of black people in front of them, moving towards here from a distance.
When Nishiyama Yuta saw it, his expression changed quickly, and he shouted loudly and sternly: "No, the Chinese chariot is coming! Everyone is on alert and ready to fight!"
In fact, there was no need for Nishiyama Yuta to give orders. The surrounding Japanese troops also looked for favorable terrain to hide. Many Japanese troops had already begun to fire at them. For a while, there was loud gunfire on both sides of the road.
In a tank numbered 003, Wang Zhan, commander of the Second Armored Regiment, held a communicator in his right hand and loudly ordered: "Stay steady, keep the speed, all vehicles maintain a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, wait until the distance
When the Japanese troops are 500 meters away, fire again! Be careful and use parallel machine guns to kill the Japanese troops!"
Looking at the tanks getting closer and closer, but whether the machine gun bullets or rifle bullets fired by the soldiers around him hit the tanks and sent out sparks, they failed to cause any damage to the tanks. Nishiyama Yuta felt anxious.
No, he looked around, then ran to a soldier carrying a grenade next to him, and roughly removed the backpack from his back.
Nishiyama Yuta opened his backpack and took out the grenade, made a standard half-kneeling posture, held the grenade at a 45-degree angle, looked around, and cursed at the soldier: "Baga
, what are you doing in the cold? Hurry up and get the cannonballs."
"Hai!"
The soldier suddenly realized something and took out a 50-caliber artillery shell from his backpack and placed it next to him. Nishiyama Yuta took the shell and put it at the mouth of the grenade barrel in a posture of preparing to fire, and then again
I adjusted the angle and direction, and finally released it. With a muffled "bang" sound, the shell quickly flew out of the grenade. I saw that the grenade accidentally hit the front of a tank.
On the armor, there was a "boom" explosion and a cloud of smoke arose, but there was no movement at all. The tank still rushed forward swaggeringly, as if the explosion just scratched it.
"Asshole, how could this happen?"
Seeing that the grenade was ineffective, Nishiyama Yuta stopped doing useless work. He blushed and said loudly to the staff officer on the side: "Bring in the anti-war artillery immediately!"
At this time, the combat staff officer was also extremely anxious and said with a cry: "Your Excellency, division commander, our battle defense artillery is at the front!"
Nishiyama Yuta grabbed the staff officer's collar and roared: "Baga, you trash, I don't want to listen to nonsense, you immediately bring over the anti-tank artillery. Immediately! If you don't hit the Chinese tanks,
If we go down, we’ll be finished!”
"Hai!" The staff officer was just about to go down, but was stopped by Nishiyama Yuta, "No, it's too late to mobilize combat artillery now. You immediately organize a death squad, bring explosive packs, and immediately go to the front to ambush. You must not let this happen.
The Chinese chariots rush onto the road, otherwise everything will be over!"
The staff officer nodded solemnly. He understood that despite their large number, once the Chinese tanks rushed onto the road, without anything to stop them, a bloody battle would be waiting for them.
massacre!
Just as the Japanese army was hurriedly preparing to resist the sudden attack under the dispatch of Nishiyama Yuta, Wang Zhiye, who rushed to the rear of the Japanese army with an armored regiment, was commanding the troops to move towards the Japanese supply chain and reinforcements that were originally following the team.
The 202nd Infantry Regiment launched a fierce attack.
After the bumps along the way, less than fifty tanks, which originally had many tanks, arrived at their destination, and the other tanks were lying on the road halfway.
Under the command of Wang Zhi, tanks rumbled forward one after another, while countless Japanese troops could only crowd on the road and use their small weapons in vain to resist the armored regiment's attack. The 202nd Alliance
Captain Kawai Shinsuke, the team leader, was shouting and commanding the troops to counterattack with all his strength.
"The First Suicide Squad attacks!"
"Hai!"
After receiving the order, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers with explosive bags in their arms immediately rushed towards the oncoming enemy. They used the terrain to cover, crawl forward, or hide in the crater, and slowly
Head towards the tank ahead.
However, the actions of the Japanese army were quickly discovered by the tank crews who were charging towards them. The charging tanks quickly stopped, and the machine guns on the tanks poured forward a rain of bullets, beating the Japanese soldiers holding explosive bags to death.
The people were on their backs, and some of the explosive bags in the hands of the Japanese soldiers were detonated directly after being hit by bullets, blowing the Japanese soldiers into pieces. Soon, more than a dozen Japanese death squads were wiped out.
Seeing that the first group of Japanese troops were completely wiped out, Shinsuke Kawai turned around and shouted: "The second team attacks!"
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers rushed out again...
"Da da da……"
The machine guns on the tanks continued to fire, and countless bullets formed a hail of bullets to prevent the Japanese army from advancing. Soon the second group of death squads fell on the way forward.
"The second team is entering..."
"Entering Team 4..."
"Enter Team 5"
Team after team of death squads were beaten into pieces in front of them, but Shinsuke Kawai still sent out team after team of death squads without changing his expression.
"Kawai-kun, this can't go on like this. The imperial warriors can't just be broken into pieces like this!" Saburo Nakamura, who came to help supervise the battle, saw groups of Japanese soldiers being beaten to pieces by tank machine guns. Even he couldn't stand it.
, he ran to Kawai Shinsuke to stop this futile action.
Kawai Shinsuke did not speak, but kept using gestures to direct the Japanese soldiers to rush upward one by one.
Nakamura Saburo became angry and continued to yell loudly in his ear: "Hey... Kawai-kun, did you hear what I said?"
"Shut up!" Shinsuke Kawai turned back and glared at Saburo Nakamura, his eyes were red, and shouted with all his strength: "What do you know? Otherwise, how can we resist the chariot that only takes people? We have no defense."
There are no positions for artillery, and there are no trenches for anti-tank vehicles. If we don't use human lives to fill them, we and the baggage regiment will all be smashed in less than half an hour! Tell me, what would you do if it were replaced?"
"I……"
Saburo Nakamura was startled, and found that he really had nothing to say, so he could only sigh and remain silent. As the Japanese army launched a crazy counterattack regardless of the cost, the armored regiment's offensive was stopped, and it was forced to change its direction for a while.
Became defensive.
But as the saying goes, defense cannot last long. Although the firepower of the armored regiment is tight, it is not invulnerable. After more than 20 minutes of fierce shooting, a gap appeared in the rain of bullets composed of machine guns of the armored regiment, and the Japanese army caught it.
A Japanese soldier seized this opportunity, rushed to a tank and fired the explosive pack. There was a loud bang, and the machine gun that was pouring out tongues of fire also became mute...
ps: Today the two chapters are combined into one, A Ding will not be divided into two chapters!
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