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"Dadadada..." The machine gun sounded quickly.

Without Zhang Chi's order, Xiao Zhejiang, who had a light machine gun at the front of the car, had shot a lot of bullets at the Japanese army exposed to the light.

There was no place for hiding or hiding in the fields, and the mud made the Japanese unable to escape. So as the splashes of water splashed in front of the Japanese army, the bodies of the Japanese also trembled with the rhythm of gunfire. Before the gunfire stopped, they were already lying in the mud and water of the fields. The originally dark and turbid dirty water was dyed red in an instant.

This was the first time Zhang Chi saw the enemy's blood splattering at such a close distance on the spot. He even saw an injured Japanese man struggling desperately in dirty water, but he was unable to poke his head out to breathe because of his serious injury. So he twitched like a dog who fell into the water before his death, and then twitched again... It took a long time to gradually stop moving.

Zhang Chi should have been afraid, but for some reason, he was extremely calm at this time.

He only realized afterwards that many people on the battlefield had experiences like him... They were so scared before the battle began, but they really forgot everything.

The reason is actually very simple: when people are threatened, they will instinctively protect themselves and eliminate these threats. At this time, people's actions and thinking often rely on instinctive conditioned reflexes, and they have no time or extra energy to be afraid.

Of course, not everyone reacted like Zhang Chi. Some soldiers would rather be shot on the battlefield than face all this. This is the other extreme.

Fortunately, Zhang Chi belongs to the former.

At this moment, a sudden "wow" sound in the darkness, a Japanese army had sneaked to a distance of only a few meters away from the tank at some point... The Japanese army was very smart. He lowered his posture along the edge of the light and sneaked towards the tank. Even his comrades were shot and killed in the field. He didn't even care about it until he got close to the tank. He suddenly rose up and pulled the cluster grenade in his arms and rushed towards the tank.

"Bang!" The rifle in Zhang Chi's hand sounded.

Perhaps because of the close distance, the bullet hit the Japanese army's thigh with great accuracy. The Japanese army fell to the ground after a last scream of despair. After making the last desperate scream, the cluster grenade exploded in his arms.

Afterwards, Xiao Zhejiang asked Zhang Chi curiously: "Why did the platoon leader hit the feet instead of the Japanese head?"

"The platoon leader wants the Japanese to be killed by his own grenade!" a fellow villager interrupted.

Zhang Chi shook his head with a wry smile. Although he hated the Japanese, he would not joke about the enemy's life or his own life on the battlefield.

The reason he did this was because the Japanese rushing was very fast and fast, and was close to the tank. At this time, even if he hits the head, his body would rush to the tank with explosive bags due to inertia.

As mentioned before, the Sherman tank is famous for "every time you hit, every time you hit", and Zhang Chi doesn't want to end up like this.

But if the legs are hit, it will be different. The upper body has the inertia to rush forward, while the lower body suddenly stops due to being shot, which will cause the Japanese to fall to the ground. More importantly, when the Japanese stops, the Japanese body will press on the cluster grenade and become a "human protective layer", so the damage of the cluster grenade to the tank is minimized.

Sure enough, with the loud "boom", Zhang Chi, who had just had time to retract his head, only felt the tank shaking violently, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see the fire... So Zhang Chi's hanging heart was relieved.

The battle continued, and the Japanese who were unwilling to fail continued to rush towards the village from all directions, but the gangsters and fellow villagers quickly commanded their tanks to fill the gap in the other directions... This was due to the mud in the fields that blocked the Japanese army's movement speed, otherwise the tanks of the Expeditionary Army soldiers would have probably become fireballs at this time.

Yuta Harada covered his injured arm... It was injured by a shrapnel during a series of explosions. If one of his subordinates had not protected him with his body, he would have been finished long ago.

"This is indeed a trap set by the British!" Yuta Harada cursed: "How come these bastards are willing to use so much equipment to set the trap!"

But thinking about it, Yuta Harada feels ridiculous. It is because he doesn't believe that the British will throw away so much equipment that he is fooled?

Of course, at this time, Yuta Harada didn't know that it was the Chinese rather than the British who drove a tank in the village that caused a large number of casualties to them. All of this was not actually the trap of the British, it was just a helpless act made by a group of Chinese soldiers to save their lives.

Yuta Harada looked at all this with gritted teeth, watching his soldiers go up one after another, and then one after another. In desperation, he had no choice but to give an order: "Retreat!"

"Master..."

"Retreat!" Yuta Harada repeated his orders hysterically. He knew very well that for troops lacking heavy equipment, there was only one situation that could win if they could continue to fight like this, that is, waiting for the enemy's ammunition to be exhausted.

But the enemy is a tank, and no one knows how much ammunition is loaded in those tanks. Perhaps, when the enemy's ammunition is exhausted, his troops will be killed.

So the Japanese army quickly retreated, and because they were worried that the tank troops such as Zhang Chi would take advantage of the victory to pursue them, they even retreated to the other side of the river.

In an instant, only balls of flames were left on the battlefield, and under the flames were filled with Japanese corpses... At least three or four hundred Japanese devils were eliminated in this battle.

Zhang Chi and others were stunned in the tank for a long time but couldn't believe this fact. They didn't know how long it took, but the extremely poor student said in lingering fear: "The Japanese have retreated!"

"The devils have retreated!"

"The devils have retreated!"

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The sound grew louder and soon turned into cheers.

Their cheers were not because of victory or because of killing many enemies, but just because they saved their lives.

Zhang Chi didn't even have the strength to cheer, and he could only breathe while sitting on the turret mat. He hoped that the Japanese would not launch another round of attack, otherwise, he might really raise the white flag and surrender.
Chapter completed!