"600 meters ahead, fire!" Ishida Xiaozhong's eyes were fixed on a mound in front through the observation port at this time, and he roared angrily.
From a distance of more than a mile, he couldn't see clearly what the fortification looked like, but that didn't stop him from being afraid of the area where the faint smoke was rising.
Because there was an anti-tank gun there, and it was already aimed at his No. 6 car.
A shell just hit the thick armor below the turret. Although it did not penetrate the armor, the terrible impact still gave the advancing tank a hard meal. At that moment, Ishida Kotada felt a strong fear of falling into the abyss. Military uniform
Instantly soaked with sweat.
If he wants to survive, he must kill his opponent before he targets him again.
At this extremely tense moment, Captain Kamiya heard a wailing cry from the wireless intercom: "Bless me, Amaterasu!"
Ishida Kochu instinctively put his head in the direction of the roof hatch. Through the gap, Ishida Kochu quickly found the No. 1 car in front of him on his left.
Red flames were rising from the rear of Car No. 1. The next second, a huge fireball exploded at the rear of the car, like a large oil drum being ignited.
That's not what the experienced Ishida Xiaotada knew, that is, the fuel tank located at the rear of the tank was ignited.
Captain Kamiya and Car No. 1 were finished. Ishida Kotada, who had crazy flames dancing in his pupils, just had this thought when he saw the roof cover of Car No. 1 surrounded by flames being opened, and a Pyroman covered in flames came out.
tank.
The height of more than 2 meters seemed to be non-existent to the burning man. He fell off the tank and rolled on the ground desperately, trying to extinguish the flames on his body with this action.
"Mom, help!" The heart-rending shouts, even on the battlefield with the roar of artillery, still clearly reached Ishida Xiaozhong's ears.
Ishida Kotada's eyes flashed with deep sadness. Although Huo Ren's face was charred, he could still tell from his miserable screams that it was Captain Kamiya who had experience in the cavalry.
Captain Kamiya, who is 73 meters tall and has a strong build, is known as the most handsome man among all the troops directly under the First Division. He is usually high-spirited, but now
But now, even if you are so weak that you cry out for help, you are still being slaughtered like a pig or a dog.
A thin Chinese soldier appeared in Ishida Xiaozhong's field of vision. He was holding a shell gun and fired a bunch of bullets mercilessly. The still rolling Huo Ren stopped moving.
Not only that, but probably after hearing the screams in the No. 1 car, the Chinese soldier took out a grenade from his waist, pulled the string, and threw it into the open top hatch.
There was a loud "Boom!" and the flames of Car No. 1 rose higher.
But what made Ishida Xiaotada even more horrified was that when the ruthless and thin Chinese soldier rolled continuously out of the explosion range of the No. 1 car that was about to explode, it seemed that he was not retreating towards the Chinese trench, but towards the Chinese trench.
Instead, he is heading towards his position in car No. 6.
"Damn it, the Chinese infantry is coming around, reverse the vehicle, reverse the vehicle!" Ishida Xiaozhong roared with sweat profusely.
By now, he finally understood why the Chinese clearly had anti-tank guns but allowed groups of tanks to fire unscrupulously, waiting until the tanks came within a hundred meters of the trench before firing back.
That's not because they have a small number of artillery, but because they're afraid they'll turn around and run away if they encounter any serious trouble.
Only at this distance can their infantry lurking on the battlefield get closer to the tanks more effectively.
In the past, tanks were not afraid of infantry. That was because the tank was accompanied by a large number of infantry. It was almost impossible for infantry to get close to the tank within 15 meters.
but now
Ishida Xiaotada suddenly remembered that all the infantry seemed to have been left behind by the Chinese artillery fire. Currently, the only ones staying on this battlefield were the 20 tanks of the First Tank Squadron.
If we don't retreat at this time, I'm afraid it will be lit like candles by the Chinese like Car No. 1, and all four people in the car will become fragrant barbecue.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise. Even if Ishida Xiaochu didn't stop looking at the No. 1 tank, he knew that the 120 grenades stored in the No. 1 tank exploded.
At this time, the radio station also heard the panicked roars of the commanders and drivers of each vehicle. Unknown how many Chinese infantry were approaching their tanks.
If a drone could hover at high altitude and send live video to the Japanese armored soldiers, perhaps Ishida Kotada and others would be even more panicked.
At least sixty or seventy soldiers jumped out of their individual bunkers, constantly avoiding the firing angles of the two 7mm machine guns carried by the tank itself, and quickly and firmly approached the Japanese tank that had begun to reverse.
Although some soldiers were mowed down on the approaching road by crazy machine gun bullets because they were unable to dodge, this did not stop the soldiers from continuing to approach the tanks.
That is to say, the area where Ishida Xiaozhong is located is slightly quieter. The only person approaching the No. 6 tank where Ishida Xiaozhong is is Zhen Youcai.
It can only be said that Ishida Kotada was unlucky. The two demolition teams originally ambushed here had 6 people, but the counterattack of the Kamiya Death Ghost in the No. 1 car with machine guns and artillery fire during the death struggle still had a certain effect. 3
One of the outflanking Chinese soldiers was wounded by shrapnel fired by a tank gun, and the other two were shot and both lost the ability to move.
However, the two Chinese soldiers approaching Car No. 6 were unfortunately hit by the airwaves of artillery shells counterattacked by the Japanese army in the distance. One was killed on the spot and the other was seriously injured.
Hattori Akitaro is not just a fool. Seeing the 1st Tank Squadron of the division charge so bravely, how could he not give them support? The mountain artillery may accidentally damage his own side and cannot be used. The 70mm infantry cannon and 92 mortar
Isn’t the gun still usable?
On the battlefield, the Japanese army retaliated with artillery fire on the Chinese positions, and also invested more than 16 artillery pieces. This was the main reason why only one-third of the more than 70 elites of more than 30 demolition teams sent by the 772 Regiment successfully returned to the position.
As the old saying goes: When the sea is flowing, a hero will show his true colors!
Heroes are born out of crisis!
Zhen Youcai, who was eager to make a meritorious service and go home to visit his relatives, even though all his comrades around him fell down and successfully completed the combat mission by killing a tank by himself, he still did not give up and ran towards a Japanese tank nearly 100 meters away.
"What the hell, what the hell is Zhen Youcai doing?" The second lieutenant platoon leader hadn't even woken up from the great joy that his infantry platoon had killed a Japanese tank and basically completed the mission. He saw the hero in the platoon.
He was still running across the battlefield, getting further and further away from his position.
"It seems that he was going to kill that cunning Japanese tank. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he reversed the vehicle and tried to run away." The squad leader replied with some confidence.
"You little bastard, it's not enough for you to blow up a tank alone. The third-class merit is already guaranteed! I didn't say that the first-class collective merit is required." The second lieutenant platoon leader cursed in anger.
Among the Japanese tanks within sight of the entire defense line, this Japanese tank was the most cunning. The other tanks had already entered within 100 meters. This Japanese tank stopped 150 meters away and kept firing at the trench area.
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Although the infantrymen in the trenches hated it, the demolition team was closest to it, which was 70 meters away. It was really difficult to break through the machine gun fire network and rush into its 15-meter range under such continuous artillery fire.
Extremely difficult.
The second lieutenant infantry platoon leader had pinned his hope of destroying the tank on the rapid-fire artillery at the rear.
There are 18 infantry platoons on the entire defense line. The Japanese tanks that rushed over were about 20, with an average of one for each infantry platoon. Zhen Youcai has helped the platoon complete this basic number. Three injured tanks were replaced. This record has been achieved.
The second lieutenant platoon leader was very satisfied.
Who would have thought that Zhen Youcai, who had just made a great contribution, would actually run towards the tank that was still a hundred meters away from him. There was an 80% chance that this was Zhou Lang's clever plan to calm the world - he lost his wife and lost his troops!
Why, at the celebration banquet, everyone was facing a wooden sign!
Especially when I think about Zhen Youcai, who has six sisters, once he starts crying, Zhen Youcai's grave may be washed away, and the second lieutenant platoon leader will have a splitting headache.
"Go find the bugler, blow the trumpet for me, and call me back for the idiot. The artillerymen will deal with that tank." The second lieutenant platoon leader looked at the Japanese tank that was reversing crazily and began to move in a serpentine manner.
, the turret also began to rotate, and I felt even more anxious.
During the long battle, the Eightyth Army formed its own unique way of transmitting trumpets. There are bugles for attack, charge bugles for charge, and retreat bugles for retreat.
This can also be used to command officers and soldiers on the battlefield amidst the hail of bullets. However, the lowest rank of buglers is only at the level of an infantry company, and there is no such thing as an infantry platoon.
"Platoon commander, don't say that the company commander won't agree to blow the retreat horn. Moreover, if the retreat horn is blown at this time, the demolition teams of other platoons will also retreat." The infantry squad leader was obviously calmer than his own platoon leader at this moment.
The second lieutenant platoon leader opened his mouth, but could not utter a word. He punched the trench hard: "You idiot Zhen Youcai, if you have the ability, don't come back in one piece, or I won't beat him to death."
The soldiers on the side were grinning. What was their platoon leader like? How could these comrades who live with them day and night not know that men from western Hubei are the most protective of calves. They don't even want first-class merit because they want their soldiers to survive and Zhen Youwei.
Coming back in one piece means that he must have completed his mission. With the platoon leader's nature, he wouldn't even have time to hug him and spin around in circles with joy! He would be willing to beat him severely.
It seems that I said this, but in fact it is no different than not saying it.
Zhen Youcai's comrades lay in the trench with their hearts in their throats and watched as Zhen Youcai's thin figure chased the Japanese tanks that were reversing crazily amid the artillery fire.
At this time, Zhen Youcai didn't have so many complicated thoughts. He had already blown up a Japanese tank and killed all the Japanese soldiers inside. It was certain that he would be successful.
Logically speaking, he could hide in a bomb crater and wait for the artillery battle between the two sides to end. The chance that he could go home to visit his relatives was higher than 70%, if he did not die in the next battle.
However, he saw his comrade-in-arms Shifo, who was also from the same hometown, lying in a pool of blood.
The reason why the Stone Buddha is called the Stone Buddha is because this honest boy has few words and his hair is slightly curly, just like the stone Buddhas in the grottoes in his hometown. His nickname was given to him by his fellow villager Zhen Youcai.
The reason why Shi Buddha joined the army is also very simple. There are too many mouths to eat at home, and when the Japanese come, it will be even more difficult to open the pot. In order for his parents to support his younger brothers and sisters, Buddha head, who is nearly 20 years old, can only join the army. Even if he doesn't
How much military pay has saved the family money.
Shi Fo couldn't hit a fart with three sticks, but Zhen Youcai remembered that he was shot in the battle of Shanxi Province. His comrades tried several times with their fingers in the nostrils and found that there was no air and no heartbeat.
It was gone, and I planned to carry him away and bury him first, but Shi Fu still didn't believe him, so he carried him, already a 'corpse', to the back to find the doctor, and finally pulled Zhen Youcai from the state of suspended animation back from the hell gate.
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To use the exact words of this honest comrade who doesn't talk much: Zhen has no money yet. I don't think he will die so early, otherwise his father's request for the name of Buddha will be in vain?
Although there are some weird things, Zhen Youcai always remembers the friendship between comrades in arms. At this moment, seeing the stone Buddha being shot by the Japanese machine gun and lying in a pool of blood, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. How could Zhen Youcai not become red-eyed?
Zhen Youcai, who said he was going to go up and kill that bastard, and blood was pouring from his head, had no intention of making a meritorious service or going home at the moment. He only had one goal, to kill the Japanese tanks and avenge his comrades.
This time, Zhen Youcai did not rush to take out the incendiary bottle and light it. He knew that the Japanese tank had discovered his purpose, so he retreated crazily while turning the turret, hoping to kill him with the short cannon and machine gun.
He had to run faster than the Japanese tanks and hide in the blind spots of the artillery and machine guns. Otherwise, not only would he have no chance of blowing up the tanks, but he would also be doomed.
Zhen Youcai suddenly ran wildly, carrying a bag of at least 3 kilograms of explosives on his back, and ran about 60 meters away from the Japanese tank. From a distance, it looked like he was racing against the Japanese tank that was reversing crazily.
Same.
Due to terrain and other factors, as well as the need to avoid the anti-tank guns that were chasing it, the 97 tank in reverse could not reach the designed maximum speed of 40 yards per hour. It would be good to have 15 yards per hour.
Vertically, the distance between the Chinese soldiers running at full speed and the Japanese tanks was rapidly shortening, but this was completely exposing themselves to the muzzles and machine guns of the Japanese tanks.
"Damn it, you're going crazy!" The second lieutenant platoon leader held up the Mauser rifle that originally belonged to Zhen Youcai, his hands full of cold sweat.
In the words of the second lieutenant platoon leader after the war: "I have never been so nervous when fighting three little Japs with bayonets, but seeing you as a bitch running against a Japanese tank makes me so nervous that I almost pee."
The Chinese soldiers behind could see that Ishida Xiaotada, who was in the tank, also saw the movements of this crazy Chinese soldier, with a ferocious look in his eyes, "Fire and kill him!"
The Chinese appeared like a conspicuous package in front of the tank guns and machine guns. This was because they didn't die quickly enough. Even though the distance between the two sides was only 50 or 60 meters, the Chinese infantryman could never go further in his life.
Faced with the terrifying firepower of the 57mm howitzer, he would be torn to pieces by gunfire like those fortifications.
Even Ishida Kotada automatically imagined in his mind the image of a shot falling and a thigh flying dozens of meters.
Just don't hang it on a tank, that's really disgusting.
"Boom!" Japanese tanks fired.
But just a second before the Japanese tank crew opened fire, Zhen Youcai, like a prophet, suddenly stopped and then pounced and fell into a crater.
The shot fired by the Japanese tank was only 4 meters away from the crater where Zhen Youcai was!
On this small battlefield, both Chinese and Japanese soldiers stared intently at the smoke-filled place.
China expects a miracle, and Japan expects the threat to be eliminated.
In the smoke, the thin figure appeared again. This time he ran faster, as fast as the wind, running through the smoke and towards the Japanese tank.
The entire infantry platoon couldn't help but cheer loudly. Even the infantry company commander who was more than 300 meters away picked up his binoculars and cast his gaze on the battlefield after hearing the cheers.
Then, this ten-year veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles was stunned.
A soldier was chasing a Japanese tank alone!
Is that his soldier? A captain-level veteran judged that it must be from the somewhat familiar figure on his back.
"Baga!" Ishida Xiaozhong yelled angrily.
Ever since he stepped onto this battlefield, he has always had a bad premonition. It seems that his military rank in this life has been fixed on sergeant. This is why he has been lingering on ordering the driver to park the No. 6 tank among all the tanks.
One of the reasons later.
And now, this premonition is getting stronger and stronger as this crazy soldier approaches.
"Fire! Machine gun fire!"
Ishida Xiaotada gave orders one after another.
The 57mm short-barreled howitzer fired 8 shots in a row, and the machine gun fired at least 300 rounds of bullets. However, the thin figure that kept jumping into the smoke and then rushing out of the smoke seemed to be wearing armor, and he had a sense of being completely unkillable.
Ishida Xiaozhong's eyes were all red. He almost pulled the trigger of the machine gun with his own hand, but he could not stop the crazy Chinese soldiers from getting closer.
Then, I watched him take off the explosive bag behind him and roll into the blind spot of the machine gun.
Ishida Xiaotada has never been so panicked in his life. Even when he was 18 years old, he was hiding in the grass in the corner and peeping at the host's wife taking a bath in the garden and doing something like that. He was 10 times calmer than he is now.
From the moment he took long strides and started running, Zhen Youcai had never felt that he had such a clear understanding of the battlefield situation. He even felt that he could know when the Japanese tank cannon would fire and how the machine gun that had turned around would fire.
Of course, this first-class soldier of the 80th Group Army did not know that his extreme anger and extremely dangerous battlefield environment stimulated his rapid secretion of adrenaline, which reached several times the usual level, causing him to inadvertently reach the state of battlefield intuition. Although it was only
It is just the initial stage of becoming the strongest warrior, but it has also entered a realm that countless soldiers dream of but cannot cross in their entire lives.
From this moment on, he had the foundation to become a powerful warrior like Tang Dao.
Therefore, an elite Chinese soldier who advanced on the battlefield approached the Japanese tank within 20 meters with an almost miraculous movement.
Then, he lit the fuse of the explosive pack he was carrying and threw it towards the Japanese tank.
"Forward, forward! Full throttle!" Ishida Xiaozhong roared crazily.
He had predicted his opponent's prediction, so he simply did the opposite to avoid the deadly explosive package.
Explosive packs may not be able to blow through solid armor, but they can break off tracks. Lying down on this battlefield is no different from death.
With a loud "Boom!", the explosive package exploded behind the rut less than 2 meters away from the Japanese tank.
The huge air wave caused the 15-ton tank to shake violently. Fortunately, the four people in the car were well prepared to avoid collision, otherwise they would have suffered severe head injuries.
The tank was still moving forward, which proved that there was nothing wrong with the track. Ishida Xiaotada was relieved.
The Chinese soldiers on the battlefield felt sorry for themselves.
Perhaps Zhen Youcai was the only one pouting.
Did you predict my prediction? I'm sorry, I predicted your prediction of my prediction!
Because the Japanese tank was moving forward so hard, it was originally 18 meters away from him, but now it was less than 10 meters away. It could be said that it was very close.
Lying on the ground, Zhen Youcai gently struck the match, lit his last Molotov cocktail, and hit it hard on the rear of the tank.
Then, he pulled out his shelling gun and waited for the half-cooked prey to be delivered to his door.
