Sato Saburo realized the danger almost instantly, because the thick smoke had spread over and completely enveloped his No. 501 tank. What frightened Sato Saburo even more was that there was no wind at all tonight.
As a result, the thick smoke may not dissipate for a long time.
If they don't escape from here as soon as possible, they will definitely be choked to death by the thick smoke!
"Cough cough cough..." The thick smoke seeping in from the observation holes, shooting holes and gaps in the car body is becoming more and more, and the car is already filled with a pungent odor. Saburo Sato has already coughed so hard that his waist is almost straight.
He couldn't get up, and the tank driver was no better. He couldn't even hold the steering wheel with his hands.
But Saburo Sato knows that he must not give up now. If he gives up now, it will really be over.
"Kuroda-san, hold on, cough, increase the accelerator and rush!" Saburo Sato coughed violently while loudly encouraging the tank driver. The tank driver first drove the tank back a few meters, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
, the No. 501 tank immediately roared and rushed towards the anti-tank trench ahead.
"Boom!" The front edge of the tank collided heavily with the vertical wall of the anti-tank trench. Sato Saburo and the machine gunner could not stand and rolled into a ball in the carriage. The tank driver Kuroda was not much better, and his forehead was hit hard.
Dashboard, immediately passed out.
"Baga, cough, Baga Garu." Saburo Sato resisted the pungent smell and the pain of exchanging tears. He rushed over and moved Kuroda's body away, then sat in the driver's seat and drove first.
The tank retreated several meters and then crashed into the anti-tank ditch ahead at full speed again.
"Boom!" After another impact, the vertical wall of the anti-tank trench finally became loose and a large piece collapsed.
At this time, the smoke in the carriage was so thick that it could hardly be melted away. Saburo Sato could not even open his eyes. The Japanese machine gunner couldn't bear the smoke and immediately opened the turret cover and escaped from above.
go out.
Saburo Sato couldn't open his eyes. Naturally, he didn't bother to stop the machine gunner. Instead, with extremely tenacious willpower, he drove the tank back a few meters again, and then pushed the accelerator to the bottom again, and the No. 501 tank roared again.
He charged forward, and in the next moment, there was another bang, and then the front of the No. 501 car suddenly lifted up.
Saburo Sato was immediately overjoyed and stepped on the accelerator of the tank. Immediately afterwards, the tank's tracks made a harsh creaking sound. Then, the tank returned to the right direction again and finally crossed the damn anti-tank ditch.
After driving about ten meters further, Sato Saburo looked out again, and saw that the sight outside the car had returned to clarity. He could already see the road clearly, and the courage had already rushed out of the damn thick smoke.
At this time, the tank driver Kuroda also faintly woke up and turned around.
Saburo Sato immediately handed the tank to Kuroda to drive, and then quickly returned to the command position.
However, when Saburo Sato looked back through the rear view port, he did not see a tank rushing out of the thick smoke. Obviously, the remaining tanks did not have his technical capabilities.
"Squadron leader, there are Chinese soldiers approaching, what should I do?" the driver Kuroda asked in panic.
The road outside the thick smoke was not smooth, there were Chinese infantry waiting for them.
Saburo Sato felt miserable in his heart. If the entire fifth tank squadron was trapped here, even if he escaped, he would only end up dead. Instead of escaping back and facing the humiliation of a military court trial, it would be better to die in battle.
Here, at least you can still make a martyr.
At that moment, Saburo Sato shouted ferociously: "Turn around and rush back to pick up the remaining tanks."
"Hai." The driver Kuroda paused, then immediately turned the tank around on the spot, and then rushed into the thick smoke in front without looking back.
However, as soon as he rushed into the thick smoke, Saburo Sato immediately regretted it.
Because in the thick smoke where nothing could be seen, connecting with other tanks was simply an impossible task. What was even worse was that, after only holding on for less than half a minute in the thick smoke, Saburo Sato and Kuroda
You begin to feel dizzy, which is a sign of hypoxia.
Kuroda quickly followed in the footsteps of the previous machine gunner and also opened the flip cover and jumped out of the vehicle.
Saburo Sato persisted for ten seconds longer than Kuroda. After ten seconds, Saburo Sato couldn't bear the smoke anymore and ran out from the turret. However, before abandoning the vehicle, the little devil still gritted his teeth and threw a grenade.
Enter the tank compartment.
By this time, Sato Saburo had also accepted his fate. The destruction of the entire fifth tank squadron was probably unavoidable, but even if the entire fifth tank squadron was completely destroyed, it was absolutely impossible to destroy any nine-gun squadron.
The Type 5 light tank was handed over to the Chinese intact.
"Who is there? Who is there?" Saburo Sato covered his mouth and nose with his gloves and roared at the top of his lungs while advancing in the dark. "Listen to all the tanks. Destroy them immediately and blow up all the tanks. You must not destroy any tanks."
One chariot for the damn Chinese..."
Before he finished speaking, Saburo Sato felt someone approaching from behind.
"Who is there?" Saburo Sato turned around suddenly and quickly raised his Southern-style pistol.
However, before Sato Saburo could shoot, a black figure wearing a gas mask emerged from the thick smoke like a ghost. He just stretched out his hand and grasped Sato Saburo's right hand holding the gun. Sato Saburo's index finger pressed on the trigger of the pistol.
I couldn't hold it down anymore, and the next moment, there was a flash of cold light.
This cold light became Sato Saburo's last perception in this world.
The person who appeared in front of Saburo Sato wearing a gas mask was none other than Han Feng.
He Shuya was well prepared. After the three main battalions dug anti-tank trenches, Pan Baishun, captain of the Puxian militia brigade, also led the militia brigade to transport a large amount of human and livestock manure and wheat straw to the scene.
When the Fifth Squadron of Japanese Chariots entered the ambush circle, the Pu County Militia Brigade immediately ignited the wheat straw bundles and pushed them into the anti-tank trench. Immediately afterwards, Han Feng also hurriedly brought donkeys, eagles and pheasants with him.
After arriving, the four people quickly put on gas masks and entered the thick smoke to hunt down one by one the tank soldiers who could not bear the thick smoke and abandoned their vehicles and ran away.
The Wolf Fang Team has received special training. Even if they do not rely on vision, they can still determine the location of the enemy through hearing, smell and touch, and then start hunting.
Han Feng cut Saburo Sato's neck open with just one blow.
In normal times, Saburo Sato, who was born in a samurai family, might be able to fight Han Feng a few times, but now that Saburo Sato has been beaten to death by the thick smoke, how can he still be Han Feng's opponent?
After killing Saburo Sato with one blow, Han Feng continued to move forward quietly.
"Cough cough cough..." A violent cough suddenly came from the front.
With just one step, Han Feng came to the side of the Japanese tank soldier who was coughing violently like a ghost. The tank soldier didn't know that death had come and was still coughing violently. The next moment, the bayonet in Han Feng's hand was gone.
It penetrated into the back of the Japanese tank soldier's head and cut off the medulla oblongata of the Japanese tank soldier's head.
The Japanese tank soldiers instantly lost all ability to move and could no longer even make a sound.
When Han Feng put away his sword again, the unconscious Japanese tank soldier fell down. Then, Han Feng touched the next tank soldier. In the thick smoke, the cough of the Japanese tank soldier became the guide for the Langya team members.
Ming Deng, in less than half a tea hour, all thirty-nine tank soldiers in thirteen tanks were hunted down by Han Feng and the four of them.
Han Feng listened for a final moment in the thick smoke and made sure that there were no more living Japs. Then he led the three of them out. Until then, the thick smoke that shrouded the "door"-shaped anti-tank trench area was still there.
It has not dissipated. This "chemical offensive" planned by He Shuya is really ruthless.
When Han Feng and others came out, Mei Jiuling was already waiting with more than 40 cadet soldiers from the tank company.
Seeing Han Feng coming out, Mei Jiuling immediately asked eagerly: "Fengzi, how are things going?"
"It's done." Han Feng lifted his gas mask and said with a smile, "Thirty-nine Japanese tank soldiers, all killed."
"All thirty-nine Japanese were killed? This means that there is no longer a tank soldier left alive! Well done, Fengzi, I owe you a favor!" After Mei Jiuling finished speaking, he turned around and shouted, "Let's go.
, receive tanks!”
After saying that, Mei Jiuling put a gas mask on her face and was the first to rush into the thick smoke.
At this time, Pan Baishun also led a group of militiamen, wearing gas masks, to dig down the middle section of the anti-tank trench, and then lit a bonfire in the gap.
Guided by the firelight, Mei Jiuling and others quickly drove the tank out of the gap.
In fact, at this time, the thick smoke covering the trap had become much thinner.
Mei Jiuling was driving Saburo Sato's No. 501 tank. After getting out of the trap, Mei Jiuling immediately parked the tank by the road, then opened the turret cover, stretched out his upper body from inside, and faced the crowd.
Han Feng, Pan Baishun and the others shouted excitedly: "Haha, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich! Our tank company is really getting rich this time, hahahaha..."
However, just as he finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "Jiuling, don't just be happy. The First Battalion is blocking the way for your tank company. The little devil's offensive is very fierce. The First Battalion is fighting hard."
It’s very difficult, why don’t you hurry up and take the tank company to support?”
Mei Jiuling looked down and saw that He Shuya had arrived at some unknown time.
Turning to look north again, Mei Jiuling saw a fierce exchange of fire in the southern suburbs of Pucheng. It must be Yang Banan's first battalion who was trying its best to stop the Japanese infantry from going south for reinforcements.
At that moment, Mei Jiuling yelled at the dozen tank soldiers who leaned out of the turret: "Brothers of the tank company, haven't you been looking forward to this day for a long time, so why are you standing still? Damn it, beat me up!
