Chapter 289 What does the Four Elements Demon King Play?
The things Li Youtian brought were very strange. They were two flatbed trucks, one carrying ammunition, and the other...the modifications he made were really impressive.
That truck was obviously a flatbed truck used by the warehouse to transfer goods, but it was replaced with four larger wooden wheels.
There were rows of captured grenade tubes mounted on them. I counted about thirty of them, six in a row and divided into five rows. They were all firmly fixed with wooden frames.
Not to mention others, this time even Zhang Sixing, a self-proclaimed well-informed future man, couldn't understand him.
"I said, Old Yantai, this thing can only be fired once, you..."
Before Zhang Sixing could finish speaking, he took the big pipe from his mouth and Li Youtian greeted him proudly,
“Bashi”
"Yes, Brother Yandang."
Luo Mingyang followed Luo Mingyang and waved his hands, and the teenagers took grenades for grenade launchers from the ammunition truck.
However, what surprised everyone was that the grenades were all installed on two belts. The two teenagers straightened the belts one by one, and the tails of the grenades smoothly entered the mouth of the grenade barrel.
Then one of the two straps on the bomb belt was pulled, and six grenades fell directly into the grenade barrel.
Seeing this, Zhang Sixing already understood that the soldier Lao Yandai must have thought through this grenade. Everyone can use it, but they can't hit it accurately. But if it is used as it is now, it is covering the shooting anyway, and there is no need to be too accurate at all.
For one shot, this thing is equipped with at least 300 square meters of ground. Is there anything better than this for dealing with Japanese barracks?
"Okay, you hand him over to..."
Looking at the young officers around him, he saw eagerness to try in their eyes.
But before he could open his mouth, old smoker Li Youtian already said,
"Who knows how to use it? Of course I, the old man, will go into battle in person. I will fight with my father and son together..."
After listening to his words and seeing the matter-of-fact look on his face, Zhang Sixing no longer persisted.
"Okay, you and the gasoline barrel cannon are behind you and you are not allowed to fire without my order. You know, tonight, your team is the protagonist."
Just at this moment, Tetsujiro Yamaoka came with Lieutenant Colonel Marcus in his arms.
"Marcus helps me drive the tank. After this is done, I will give you money and send you and your family to the country you want to go to. Or, I will kill you now."
Hearing these words, Cao Zijin became anxious. He came with Lieutenant Colonel Marcus and really wanted to be killed by this guy in front of him.
But before he could speak, he was slapped hard on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Hansen Raul pointing his thumb at him and gesturing to cut his throat.
Looking outside, Lieutenant Colonel Marcus, who was a little gray-faced, thought for a moment and nodded happily.
If Zhang Sixing is betrayed, he will not be able to return to the German army, nor will he be able to return to Germany.
The worst thing is that he caught me, and this guy...
His enemies say he is cold-blooded, but his friends say he is trustworthy.
"Okay, I'll do it."
"Fifty meters, the Japs brigade is fifty meters away..."
There was another shouting from upstairs, and at the same time there was the messy sound of leather shoes.
Zhang Sixing knew that he could not delay any longer, so he shouted the order,
"Get on the tank"
Lieutenant Colonel Marcus was stunned for a moment, and Hansen Raul pointed to a tank.
"I just repaired that car, it's fine."
With five tanks at the ready, a group of Japanese Army soldiers outside the building were preparing to launch a final charge.
Probably because of the cover of night or the dispersed firepower, the openings on the enemy's roof were suppressed.
On the contrary, this attack went smoothly and it was exciting, and the Sixing Warehouse was not far away.
This excited the attacking infantry, and also raised the eyebrows of Major General Shigeto Oaki, who always looked tough.
He has always had a problem in his heart. When he took over the battlefield of the Marine Corps, he acted arrogantly.
Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if the two brigades' successive attacks were interrupted by the other side and they didn't even get close to the Sihang Warehouse Building.
However, what he never expected was that the infantry brigade, which seemed to be attacking smoothly, suddenly stopped. Then, scissors-like fire came from both sides of the four-row warehouse building.
Because on each tank, in addition to the original machine guns, there are also two additional groups of machine gunners.
This was the shooting of three machine guns, and the crossfire formed by fifteen machine guns was very terrifying.
What's even more frightening is that the infantrymen close to the Sixing Warehouse are currently being shot by heavy machine guns upstairs and hit by continuous grenades.
What's even more frightening is that those shooting tanks are followed by a large number of infantry. And these infantry don't seem to know how to shoot. They only know one thing - throwing grenades.
Almost instantly, the forwards of this brigade were hit by more than two hundred grenades thrown at them randomly.
The continuous explosion is not like popping beans, because the explosion is more dense than that. It is like the faint "rumbling" sound of rolling water when the pot is boiling.
Before the first explosion ended, hundreds more grenades were thrown.
Not only that, the five tanks seemed to be afraid of being crowded, and their short-barreled tank guns almost sprayed out tongues of flame at the same time.
The infantry, especially when bombarded by hundreds and hundreds of grenades, could no longer stand being crushed by tanks.
In reality, they were just lying underground during the explosion, hoping to wait for the explosion to pass before continuing their attack.
Unfortunately, what they saw when they looked up was five tall tanks and groups of people behind the tanks.
At this moment, several buglers followed Zhang Sixing's order and blew the charge bugle with an unfamiliar but very exciting melody.
The soldiers who had been throwing grenades until then shouted "kill".
The most important thing on the battlefield is momentum. When the morale of a party is low, its combat ability can only be less than one-tenth of its normal level.
Otherwise, how could there be a record of a Japanese brigade being able to overtake a Chinese division?
How could seven men under the Charge repulse an enemy battalion's attack during the war to resist U.S. aggression?
Once the momentum collapses, the entire battle will fail.
As the loud charge horn sounded, the tank suddenly accelerated and rushed into the crowd of Japanese soldiers who had no time to retreat. They were crushed by the tracks and let out appalling screams.
The machine gun on the tank sprayed a series of bullets, chasing the black figures in front. Among the people following the tank, there were also many machine guns spraying flames.
There are both Czech-style "quacking" sounds and crooked tut tuts.
As automatic openings for firepower assault, it seems that they are not trying to shoot accurately, but are trying to pour out as many bullets as possible into the black crowd in front.
Under the dense rain of bullets, many people threw down their steel shields during the continuous bombardment with grenades. How could they withstand the close range fire of dozens of machine guns.
Another brigade of the Japanese army collapsed.
However, the scary thing is that their legs cannot outrun the tanks, especially when five tanks are constantly spraying flames and artillery fire and leading a large group of charging people.