Five hundred and ninetieth eight chapters stalemate
The dull sound of artillery continued to sound on the position, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke echoed in the air. From time to time, the sirens of Stuka dive bombers could be vaguely heard in the rumbling sound of gunfire. Compared with the rumbling sound of tank tracks,
With the sound of cannons, those black vultures hovering in the air are almost the incarnation of death. When they dive, they will make a scream like the death of hell, and when they climb up again, they will set off a burst of flesh and blood on the ground.
"Banzai!"
"Give it Tusi!"
The battlefield was resounding with the desperate cries of killing from the Japanese soldiers who were carrying explosive bags on their backs for a suicide attack. The moment they jumped out of the trenches, many Japanese soldiers simultaneously pulled the fuses of the explosive bags with a delay of twenty seconds and desperately headed towards the assault.
A group of tanks rushed towards them. The Japanese soldiers who were running desperately and howling in despair completely ignored the rain of bullets flying in front of them. Even if they were hit by the parallel machine guns on the tanks or the bullets accompanying the rifles in the next second
Even falling to the ground cannot stop their suicidal attack.
Once the many howling Japanese meat bombs were knocked down dozens of meters away from the tank, they would soon be blown into pieces with a violent explosion in just a few seconds. The flying flesh and blood were mixed with the soil everywhere.
There was even some small pieces of meat flying onto the tank and blocking the tank driver's observation hole.
"Ah! Damn little Japan. It doesn't make people worry about death. It just splashed on my face."
Zhou Xiaobo moved his face away from the observation hole, hurriedly spat a few mouthfuls and then reached out to wipe a few handfuls on his face. He stretched out his hand in front of him, and under the weak light in the tank, he saw that his hand was blood red.
The liquid was mixed with some minced meat. Zhou Xiaobo felt nauseated, and he retched a few times before forcefully suppressing it. Zhou Xiaobo's actions were noticed by the person next to him.
He wiped his hands on his pants twice. Zhou Xiaobo reached out and patted the driver Ma Dongchang in front twice on the back, indicating to him to switch the gear to fourth gear and move forward at full speed. Then he turned around and faced the driver who was operating on his right.
Lu Daliang, who was firing parallel machine guns at the front, shouted loudly: "Lu Daliang, there are too many Japanese. You block the front with machine guns. I will go up and use the heading machine gun to clear out the surrounding Japanese troops."
After saying that, Zhou Xiaobo stood up and was about to push open the hatch cover above his head, but was held back by Lu Daliang. Lu Dalian said loudly to Zhou Xiaobo: "Sir, it's too dangerous up there, you are
Company commander, you should be commanding from the tank cabin, this is your position."
Zhou Xiaobo glared at Lu Daliang: "Lu Daliang, please let go of your hand quickly. I'm not afraid of you. Besides, the machine gun above has just been equipped with a protective plate, so the Japanese bullets can't get in!"
At this time, Lu Daliang was no longer the new recruit he was six months ago. After the baptism of several battles, he had transformed from a simple rookie loader into a mature veteran. Not only was he now able to load artillery shells proficiently,
Incomparably, he even learned the art of gunner and radio operator in his spare time, so he already knew the essence of Zhou Xiaobo's words.
I saw Lu Daliang pleading to Zhou Xiaobo: "Sir, let me do it. How about you use my parallel machine gun, and I will go up to control the heading machine gun! You are ours.
Commander of a company, if you want to do something wrong, won’t our company be abolished?”
"You kid!" Zhou Xiaobo gave a bitter smile. He was very touched by Lu Daliang's kindness, so he naturally understood that he could sit inside the tank and shoot with a machine gun. As long as the tank was not directly hit by the Japanese large-caliber artillery, it would be safe in terms of safety.
There's no problem. It's much more comfortable than holding a machine gun and shooting outside in a hail of bullets.
Zhou Xiaobo was about to say something, but Lu Daliang had already pushed open the top cover and got out. Soon, the sound of machine gun fire was heard above his head.
Seeing this situation, Zhou Xiaobo gritted his teeth, picked up the headset and shouted loudly: "Everyone in the first company, pay attention, accelerate at full speed, and immediately rush to the enemy's position to pave the way for the infantry behind!"
As more and more tanks rushed over, the positions of the Japanese 13th Regiment were also breached in many places. Seeing that the position was about to fall, the captain of the 13th Regiment, Aomori Masahito, held his command knife and looked desperately at his own position, which seemed to be leaking everywhere.
Looking at the Chinese tanks that had broken through, a look of despair flashed in their eyes.
Looking at the Japanese tanks getting closer and closer, Aomori Masahito sighed and said to an officer beside him: "Second Lieutenant Ogura, as the captain of the flag guard, now is the time for you to perform your duties. Prepare to burn the military flag."
"Hai!"
Second Lieutenant Ogura had tears in his eyes. In his hands were four soldiers holding rifles and a flag bearer. The flag bearer held a long flagpole high in his hand, and on the flagpole was a silver-yellow military flag. Second Lieutenant Ogura
Walking up to the flag bearer, he gently stroked the long tassel on the flag of the 13th Regiment in the flag guard's hand with his white-gloved hand. The fringe represented the flag of the Japanese army and the flag held by the diplomatic envoys of ancient China.
The emblems are very similar. They are both very long strings of tassels. The top of the wooden painted flagpole is gilded, with an embossed gold emblem with a sixteen-petal chrysanthemum pattern symbolizing the Emperor of Japan. Lieutenant Ogura unfolded the military flag with both hands, and the long tassels were sewn on the flagpole.
The words "Kumamoto United" on the Rising Sun Flag are clearly written in the lower corner.
For any Japanese army, the military flag is the most important thing. If the military flag is there, the organization will be there. If the military flag is not there, the organization will not be there. This rule is an iron law that no one can violate.
Second Lieutenant Ogura is usually a very calm person, but at this time, the hand holding the military flag in his hand was trembling. Finally, he turned around and said to Aomori Masahito with a tearful voice: "Your Excellency, Captain,
The Thirteenth Regiment has not been completely defeated, we can definitely send people to escort this regiment flag out, I am willing to stay and fight to the death here with you!"
"Bagaya Deer!"
Aomori was furious. He strode forward a few steps to Second Lieutenant Ogura, stretched out his hand and gave him a slap in the face and cursed: "You idiot, don't I know this? But you have to know that even if
We escorted the general flag back to the division headquarters, but what will the division commander think of us, a group of defeated generals? Will the Thirteenth Regiment continue to exist if we flee back in such a hurry?"
It has to be said that Aomori Masahito was an officer with a strong self-esteem and was deeply poisoned by bushido tea. On weekdays, he idolized Nogi Nogi Nogi, who was always shouting for a caesarean section. Therefore, if he lost the battle today, he would shout to burn the military flag.
Although Second Lieutenant Ogura was anxious, he had no choice. Just as he was running around anxiously, an orderly soldier stumbled over. As he ran, he shouted: "Commander Commander, the Division Commander has given an order.
The third team immediately withdrew from their positions and moved to the second line of defense to continue deploying defenses!"
"Nani? Turn in?"
With this order, Second Lieutenant Ogura couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement. Even Aomori Masahito secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to die if nothing happened. The reason why he ordered the burning of the military flag just now was because he was worried about returning after defeat.
I will be ordered to have a caesarean section by Machijiri Ryouki, so I want to take the first step and solve the problem on my own. But now that the division commander has ordered a retreat, what else is there to say? Just retreat quickly!
Soon, the 13th Regiment, which had suffered heavy casualties and was on the verge of collapse, retreated back after receiving the order.
Zhou Xiaobo, who was commanding his seven or eight tanks to run rampant on the Japanese army's position, soon noticed the movement of the Japanese army. He was so excited that he was about to lead the remaining tanks to continue the pursuit, but was told that the tanks were running out of fuel.
, unwilling to do so, he angrily stopped the pursuit.
In fact, he was not the only one. All the offensives of the 1st Armored Division had stopped at this time. The reason was the same as Zhou Xiaobo's. After all, the maximum range of the T-34 was only more than 500 kilometers. After a night of long-distance attack, plus a morning's
During the battle, almost all the tank fuel tanks in the division were almost at the bottom.
Li Chenzhe stood on a slope and watched the tanks in front of him being withdrawn one after another. He couldn't help showing a look of regret on his face. But Wu Chengfeng, who was standing next to him, said angrily: "It's such a pity. If your division's tanks
If we still have one-third of the fuel, we can chase down the Thirteenth Regiment and beat them while we win."
Li Chenzhe smiled slightly and said, "Old Wu, why don't you get an advantage and act like a good boy? If you are not convinced, you can let the four hundred divisions come on your own."
"You think I'm stupid!" Wu Chengfeng gave Li Chenzhe a big roll of his eyes, "My troops have been traveling all day and night, and they fought all morning again today. Brothers are not made of iron. Besides, even if a tank is made of iron, he
Parts still need to be replaced. If our division were allowed to continue the attack alone, it would be surprising if the casualties would be so small. Our division has just regained a little strength, but it can no longer withstand the torment."
"As long as you know!"
At this time, Li Chenzhe had been baptized by several years of war. He was no longer the green-headed man who led his classmates to block dignitaries in the military camp in Xuzhou. He looked at the soldiers cleaning the battlefield in front and said with emotion:
"Old Wu, although we fought fairly well this morning, you have also seen that the Sixth Division is not a good enemy. Under the joint attack of our two divisions and such strong air support, they still
Being able to resist so tenaciously is enough to prove that it is not easy for us to defeat or eat this division."
"Yes!" Wu Chengfeng also nodded, and said with a gloomy face: "Don't forget, according to aerial reconnaissance, their 13th Division has already rushed over quickly. If nothing happens, it will be the morning of tomorrow at the latest.
We will arrive soon, and if we cannot defeat the Sixth Division before the morning of the day after tomorrow, then the future battles will be even more difficult!"