War is not just about competing for equipment and morale, but more about who makes fewer mistakes. Humans make mistakes, and the complex battlefield environment will magnify small mistakes infinitely. In the Battle of Changjin Lake, both sides made mistakes.
Countless errors, big and small.
When the Volunteer Army tried to encircle and annihilate the 1st Marine Division, its 60th Division was tasked with intercepting the enemy's escape route from south to north for reinforcements. Its three regiments were stuck on the hills on both sides of the road north of Gutuli and built positions, waiting quite passively.
The enemy came to the door. Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon was one of them.
In order to open this road, the US military in Gutuli organized a reinforcement force of about a thousand people. Because the commander was Lieutenant Colonel Drysdale of the 41st Detachment of the British Army, this support force was also called
'Drysdale Detachment'.
This is a quite powerful detachment, with nearly 30 tanks, more than 140 vehicles, and a large number of aviation and artillery support. When it launched an attack to the north, it happened with the three regiments of the 60th Division.
There was a fierce firefight. This detachment was quite confident that it could get through.
To be honest, both parties are a bit silly!
But what's so lucky now is that because Zhou Qingfeng, a little butterfly, flapped his wings, the infantry of the 'Drysdale' detachment set off one day early. Just after he disrupted the US military position in Gutuli, the person behind him was the subordinate.
Part of this detachment's armored vehicles and infantry.
In order to stop this detachment from reinforcing the 1st Marine Division in the encirclement, the 60th Division of the Volunteer Army paid a heavy price. After all, tanks are not that easy to deal with, and the US Marine Corps is still very combat effective.
In the early morning of the 30th, due to the rage of Colonel Puller, the American commander in Gutuli, the armored detachment attached to the "Drysdale Detachment" was asked to set off immediately to catch up with the infantry detachment in front who was exchanging fire with the volunteers.
Come and kill the nasty night attacker who escaped.
This armored detachment includes seventeen tanks, more than fifty armored vehicles and trucks, and more than three hundred accompanying infantry, which is equivalent to an armored battalion with powerful firepower. And now this temporarily attached armored battalion is chasing Zhou Qingfeng to run away.
, hit head-on the 'Teletubbies' who came to the rescue.
IS-7, the last swan song of the "Stalin" heavy tank, is also the most powerful one. After Zhou Qingfeng's heroic spending and continuous strengthening, it has become a Tyrannosaurus rex-level existence on land.
However, because there are several conspicuous radio antennas erected on the round turret, ‘IS-7’ was nicknamed ‘Teletubbies’ by Zhou Qingfeng. However, this baby’s temper is not very good!
Seeing his ace appear on the battlefield, Zhou Qingfeng, panting for breath, hurriedly ran a few steps forward. The hatch of the 'IS-7' turret also opened, and the platoon deputy in charge of staying behind stuck his head out and shouted: "Platoon commander,
I have found you!"
"Don't say anything, I'm chasing a Yankee tank." Zhou Qingfeng, who was already weak, was pulled up to the turret. With confidence, he immediately cursed: "Grandma, you're a bear, you're chasing me."
Life or death, I must take revenge."
The strengthened 'IS-7' has added facilities for severe cold weather. Looking at Zhou Qingfeng's look, the platoon officer knew that he was tired and hungry, so he quickly handed him hot water and food.
The heater was turned on inside the tank. Zhou Qingfeng, who was sitting in the commander's seat, didn't wait to catch his breath. While eating and drinking, he leaned in front of the commander's peripheral vision mirror to observe. At the same time, he asked the platoon deputy: "How many people did you bring?"
"This is the only car." The platoon officer smiled awkwardly.
"What?" Zhou Qingfeng was stunned.
The platoon deputy explained: "Platoon leader, the diesel you stole back was too little, so I poured a bucket of diesel into each tank, and then hurriedly came out to rescue you. I even disobeyed the military order for this matter, and I still need more when I get back."
Criticized."
"Come on, just one car. Am I still afraid? As long as we can defeat the enemy, criticism will turn into rewards." Zhou Qingfeng looked around in the peripheral vision mirror and found that the white fog in the early morning was still relatively thick.
, they won’t be able to disperse for a while.
"It's foggy, and the artillery observers behind the enemy can't see us. The sight range is limited to three to four hundred meters. It's just the time for a tank battle. I want to kill them without leaving any trace behind!"
Even after eating several boxes of cans, Zhou Qingfeng's courage increased. He ordered fiercely: "Get off the road, turn on the infrared night vision device at full power, the enemy is right in front of us."
Although the old-fashioned infrared night vision device only has a detection range of five to six hundred meters, infrared rays can penetrate rain and fog and can be used during the day. Moreover, Zhou Qingfeng was willing to spend money and installed a night vision device on his tank with a particularly large caliber and power.
The field of view is also extremely wide.
Following Zhou Qingfeng's order, the more than 60-ton steel behemoth began to deflect the car body. This obviously extremely powerful Tyrannosaurus rex hid on the side of the road in an extremely clumsy manner, with its 130-mm-caliber main gun facing the road.
Ahead, waiting for the prey to be caught.
"Load six rounds of sub-caliber armor-piercing bullets on the loading rack of the loading machine." Zhou Qingfeng ordered while chewing dried meat. The loader in the car immediately placed six rounds of pointed warhead shells on the semi-automatic loading machine.
"Fire control is on, the target is found directly ahead. Range measurement, 550 meters, crosswind four." Zhou Qingfeng, as the vehicle commander, began to indicate the target to the platoon deputy who acted as the gunner. In his peripheral view mirror, there was already
US tanks appeared one after another.
The armored detachment of 'Drysdale's' still drove more carefully and not very fast. After all, they had just lost a 'Pershing' not long ago. The accompanying infantrymen who got off the car protected the sides of the tank and moved forward extremely cautiously.
Advance.
Waiting for the six obvious outlines of tanks to appear in the white mist, Zhou Qingfeng shouted unceremoniously with a sinister smile: "Hit the last one first to cut off their retreat, and then shoot forward one by one. Fire!"
Boom..., the 130mm main gun let out a shocking roar, and the violent firepower spurted out like a knife to kill a chicken. In the hot flames, the sub-caliber armor-piercing projectile flew across a distance of five to six hundred meters in an instant, hitting
The sixth vehicle in the US military tank formation.
This is also a 'Pershing'. Although it is no longer the most advanced tank in the world, its performance cannot be underestimated. The US military carefully built it and had high hopes for it. In its 90mm main gun and more than 100mm weapon
In front of the main armor, the infantry of the Volunteer Army often suffered severe head injuries.
However, all this was reduced to rubbish in the face of the 130mm caliber main gun. Once the gun hit, the armor of 'Pershing' was as fragile as a piece of paper, and the armor-piercing warhead easily penetrated its front main armor and tore into pieces.
The gearbox entered the car body, and the bursting fragments strangled the occupants in the car instantly.
The advancing warhead seemed not to be hindered at all. It penetrated the vehicle body, killed the crew, and then entered the engine at the rear of the tank. It instantly ended the surging power output and exploded the entire engine.
Although it did not explode, the power of this shell was extremely shocking. The hit 'Pershing' was turned into a pile of scrap metal on the spot. The US infantry accompanying it on both sides watched helplessly as it suffered a heavy blow amidst the loud noise.
Black smoke came out.
The main gun of the IS-7 roared, and after the first shot, another round was fed into the barrel by the loader. Everything seemed extremely fast. The turret rotated slightly, and then the gun receded again, accompanied by continuous loud noises.
The clash of steel and the cry of death.
The sixth 'Pershing' was hit, then the fifth one also went up into the sky, and then the fourth one followed. The commander of the third car turned his head and watched his companions continue to explode, and he screamed in horror and despair.
also received a fatal blow.
The two tanks at the front were unable to retreat, dodge, or even fight back. Their commanders could only hear the roar coming from the front, but they didn't even know where their opponents were.
After six rapid and efficient rounds of fire, the accompanying infantrymen lying on both sides of the road found that they were surrounded by all kinds of broken shrapnel and twisted parts. The tank they were trying to protect had turned into six piles of smoking and burning steel coffins.