After a while, the side walls of the Type 95 light tank were burned red, and the temperature in the compartment began to rise sharply. In addition, the thick smoke generated by the burning dirty bomb also followed the lookout hole, and the shooting
The holes poured into the carriage, causing the oxygen in the carriage to begin to decrease sharply. Finally, the Japanese hiding in the carriage couldn't stand it anymore.
With a "bang" sound, the top cover of the Type 95 light tank turret was lifted.
Then, a Jaap sweating profusely climbed out of the turret. There was only one Jaap. The crew of the Jag 95 light tank was three people. In addition to the Jag lieutenant who was shot just now, there should be another Jag.
But now only one Japs came out. Obviously, the other Japs had been smoked to death in the car.
However, the Japanese who climbed out of the turret did not escape. When he jumped from the vehicle body, he touched the dirty bomb stuck to the tank. As a result, a large amount of butter and gasoline mixture stuck to his combat vehicle.
When he was put on the clothes, he began to burn violently, and the churning flames quickly swallowed him whole.
After a while, the little devil fell to the ground and never moved again.
At this time, one after another Chinese soldiers emerged from the houses on both sides of the street, staring dumbfounded at the Japanese tank that was still burning on the street, and the Japanese soldiers lying next to it who had been burned to coke.
Soldiers, many new recruits were even dumbfounded. The Japanese tanks were killed so easily by them?
Out of curiosity, many recruits subconsciously gathered around the Type 95 tank.
Upon seeing this, a platoon leader immediately rushed out of the bunker on the street and shouted angrily: "Spread out, spread out, spread out for me, hurry up, spread out quickly..."
However, it was too late. Before the platoon leader could rush forward, the scream of bullets had already sounded.
The next moment, more than a dozen fuzzy ballistics swept over from the front, intertwining into a dense net of bullets near the burned-out Japanese tank. The dozen or so new recruits who were watching the new tanks around the tank were caught off guard, and were suddenly caught.
The bullets and nets were piled up, and one unlucky recruit was beaten into pieces.
Although the Japanese's 7.7mm caliber heavy machine gun is not as good as the 7.92mm caliber Maxim heavy machine gun, its lethality is not far behind. Especially the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun of the Japanese tank has much better firepower sustainability than the Type 92. It is known as
Even if a dense rain of bullets hits the body, it will still be torn into pieces.
More than a dozen new recruits were knocked down in one fell swoop, and one unlucky guy even had his body broken into pieces.
Then, two more artillery shells came over and exploded violently near the Japanese tank.
Now, not only the recruits who were hit in vital parts will not survive, but also the few who were hit in non-vital parts and suffered only minor injuries will not survive.
The most miserable recruit was hit directly in the waist by a 37mm caliber kinetic energy bullet, which tore his body into two pieces from the waist. However, the recruit was not dead yet. He supported the ground with both hands and dragged half of his body towards the street.
While crawling, he begged the platoon leader for help: Platoon leader, save me, don't abandon me, please.
At this time, four Japanese tanks and a dozen light and heavy machine guns emerged from behind the ruins of the city wall again, turning the entire Nanmen Street into a burning hell. The platoon leader knew that rushing out would lead to death, and even more so that the recruit was
He had no chance of surviving, but he still rushed out without any hesitation and rushed towards the new soldier.
Just because he is the platoon leader, he cannot abandon his soldiers no matter what!
The platoon leader rushed up at an extremely fast speed, grabbed the recruit Danzi's hands like lightning, and then dragged him away. However, at this moment, several vague projectiles swept over and penetrated the recruit Danzi's chest.
Half of the remaining body also penetrated the platoon leader's body. The platoon leader paused and then fell straight down.
After falling to the ground, the recruit smiled at the platoon leader and said, Platoon leader, thank you.
The platoon leader let out a low sigh, then tilted his head and took his last breath.
The Japanese attack did not end because of this small episode. Four tanks, plus a fire support team composed of more than a dozen light and heavy machine guns, fired at Pucheng Nanmen Street for a long time from the ruins of the city wall.
, all the houses on both sides of the street were riddled with bullets, and several houses were blown down.
In the end, the Japs brought in more than a dozen grenade launchers and fired more than two hundred grenades at Nanmen Street and the houses on both sides of the street. After the shooting ended, those on both sides of Nanmen Street that had already been under artillery fire
The dilapidated houses were basically destroyed by the bombing, leaving only a ruined wall.
The battle really begins at this time.
Then, at least one squadron of Japanese infantry, guided by four Type 95 light tanks, divided into four groups and advanced toward the central area of Pucheng along Nanmen Street and three small alleys on both sides.
While advancing, the Japanese's four Type 95 light tanks fired continuously to attack any place where Chinese soldiers might be hiding.
This unreasonable attack by the Japanese still caused considerable damage to the Eighth Army.
Because at this time, the officers and soldiers of the Eighth Battalion could no longer hide in the tunnels, but could only hide behind private houses on the streets or behind bunkers on the streets. Otherwise, they would not be able to stop the advance of the Japs.
There is absolutely no such thing as a good thing about moving forward and wanting to be absolutely safe.
The battle soon entered a fierce stage.
More than thirty quasi-Langya team members withdrew to the second line, but Han Feng, Meng Donkey and Yingying stayed on the front line, cooperating with the Eighth Battalion to block the Japs. The first company commander gave Han Feng and the others one Wolf Fang each.
The deputy shooter and the deputy shooter who called the donkey happened to be the pheasant.
"Bah!" asked Donkey to sit up from his knees behind the broken wall, and shot like lightning.
Ten meters ahead, a Japanese flag bearer with a plaster flag on his bayonet fell to the ground.
"Six o'clock, behind the broken wall, behind the broken wall!" Immediately some Japanese shouted.
The next moment, the Type 95 tank leading in front immediately rotated the turret and aimed the black muzzle of the 37mm main gun at the direction where the Black Donkey was hiding. At such a close distance, even the Black Donkey was using an additional tank.
A sniper rifle equipped with a silencer, but it is impossible to conceal one's position.
When he saw the main gun of the Japanese tank turning around, the hair on his body instantly stood up.
Without a moment's hesitation, he asked the donkey to dive to the right and then roll forward continuously. At the same time, he did not forget to remind the pheasant hiding next to him loudly: "Pheasant, get out of the way, move quickly!"
Just after Jinglu hid his body in the ruins, the Japanese tanks opened fire.
A 37mm caliber kinetic energy bullet accurately hit the broken wall where the donkey had just been hiding. The next moment, the broken wall made of blue bricks exploded with a bang. In the smoke and dust, there were countless broken bricks like bullets.
It spattered in all directions, and one piece hit the inner thigh of the donkey, causing the pain so much that the donkey almost fainted.
However, the donkey didn't even bother to check his own injuries. He turned around and yelled: "Pheasant?!"
When he escaped just now, he did not see the pheasant following him, which meant that the pheasant did not escape and was still hiding under the broken wall. When he thought of the tragic scene of being directly hit by a 37mm caliber kinetic energy bullet,
The donkey's face immediately fell down. It's a pity, the pheasant is actually a good seedling.
But at this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Brother Donkey, I'm here."
The barking donkey suddenly turned around and saw the pheasant sticking his head out from behind another pile of ruins less than half a meter away from him. He also grinned at the barking donkey, showing two rows of big white teeth. He didn't know how this kid could be like this.
Big White Teeth? Didn’t it mean that this guy was born into a poor Orion and couldn’t afford a toothbrush? He couldn’t even afford green salt.
What makes the donkey even more confused is how the pheasant escaped?
But the donkey could no longer care about this, because the Japanese tanks were chasing us.
"Boom!" The Japanese tank fired another shot, but it only hit the pile of ruins in front of the calling donkey. The pile of ruins was huge enough that the 37mm main gun of the Japanese tank alone was not enough to penetrate it.
Taking advantage of this precious opportunity, Qinglu took advantage of the ruins blocking his view, and quickly moved positions with Pheasant, from inside a private house to the flank of the Japanese tank. In every private house and even every pile of ruins, there were prepared
Dirty bombs, asked the donkey to find two dirty bombs from the house, and then sneaked under the window.
The Japanese tank did not know that the donkey and the pheasant had come around and continued to move forward.
The Japanese infantry who were following up for protection also focused all their attention on the front, and also ignored the private house where they were hiding, because just now, the vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns of the Japanese tanks and the machine gun firepower of the following infantry had already
This private house was covered no less than twice, making sure that there could be no more living people inside.
The Japanese tank drove past almost outside the window, and the squeaking sound of its tracks could be heard clearly.
One of the Japanese infantrymen who followed even glanced into the house through the window, but the donkey and the pheasant were huddled under the window, so they didn't see it.
Waiting for the Japanese to pass by, Calling Donkey ignited two dirty bombs.
After thinking about it, he took off another grenade from his belt, stuffed one of the dirty bombs into it, then pulled the fuse and threw the dirty bomb stuffed with the grenade out of the window. The force controlled by the donkey was just right.
, the dirty bomb stuffed with a grenade fell right in the middle of more than thirty Japanese soldiers who were following for protection.
Just a bang was heard, and the dirty bomb exploded violently.
As the grenade exploded, the adhesive material of the dirty bomb was also splashed everywhere. In an instant, the more than thirty Japanese soldiers who were following up for protection were more or less covered with adhesive material. This kind of adhesive material was mixed with butter and gasoline.
The resulting adhesive was extremely viscous, and once it caught fire, it was impossible to extinguish the fire unless it burned out. In an instant, the Japanese were on fire.
It happened to be winter at this time, and the Japs were all wearing thick cotton clothes, and cotton batting was an excellent ignition material. As a result, once the fire started, it spread immediately. In less than a moment, more than a dozen Japs turned into burning men.
, although the fire intensity on the bodies of the remaining twenty or so Japs was slightly smaller, they also fell to the ground and rolled in panic.
