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Chapter 325 Collapsed Idol?

Originally, when Tang Dao, covered in gunpowder smoke, rushed into the fortifications regardless of life and death from the artillery fire, Mo Songzi thought that this awesome lieutenant colonel, who was already famous throughout the Songjiang army, would bring good news.

As a result, the Japanese artillery fire was still fierce, and the losses of troops invested in the rear were too great. In a short period of time, they still had to rely on the support of the personnel and firepower on the current position.

Forget it, the soldiers who had not waited for reinforcements from the rear for more than 20 minutes had already realized this.

Mo Songzi is actually looking forward to whether this awesome lieutenant colonel can make stronger tactical adjustments to the front line. With an excellent and brilliant commander, the chances of survival of the brothers on the front line will obviously be greater.

However, this man has been lying next to the observation hole with a telescope for a long time, but he has not come up with a single useful suggestion.

But as the highest-ranking officer currently on the city wall position, the army captain who came to the fortification to report the emergency situation to Tang Dao twice only received two words from Tang Dao: "Hold on!"

Not to mention the army captain who was almost desperate and never came to the machine gun fire point fortifications again. Even Mo Songzi was extremely disappointed.

Even Lieutenant Colonel Tang, who was said to have extremely accurate marksmanship, did not use the scoped rifle he kept beside him.

He just kept peeping at the entire battlefield.

In the somewhat disappointed eyes of Mo Songzi and the other soldiers, they looked like a lone wolf looking for food.

No one knows what he wants to do, just like the Chinese soldiers who were blocked by artillery fire looking at Tang Dao's back, no one knows why he wants to break into the barrage with a shockingly low chance of survival, one person and one shot.

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No one understands Tang Dao's sudden ferocity, and no one understands his current silence.

Regardless of whether he is a commander or the strongest warrior, in this position, the Tang Sword does not show even half of it. It is like a sword covered in dust, without any brilliance.

But the brutal fighting continued, and Chinese soldiers in the wall fortifications continued to sacrifice their lives.

The original five light machine guns, under the desperate bombardment of the Japanese infantry artillery and grenade launchers, have now been reduced to a sky full of parts. The original five groups of light machine gun shooters have long been dead and wounded, and the machine gun shooters who replaced them have been replaced.

After two waves, it was completely destroyed by artillery shells together with the light machine gun.

Apart from the four heavy machine guns with limited firing range, this was the firepower that could best suppress the Japanese infantry and engineers. With their complete defeat, the Japanese engineers who lost their suppression became more active.

Visible to the naked eye, a road capable of being stepped on by infantry is extending through the moat towards the city wall.

The Japanese infantry became even bolder, even daring to shoot at the city wall fortifications in a half-kneeling posture. Coupled with the light and heavy machine guns that were constantly spitting flames, the blazing rain of bullets made the Chinese infantry on the wall almost dare not raise their heads.

Even if the scorching bullet stream didn't hit anyone, it was constantly flying over the head, making a swishing sound due to friction with the air, and the muffled popping sound caused by hitting the sandbags. People can't help but have a feeling that they will be killed the next moment.

An illusion that will be torn apart by bullets.

In the words of soldiers who luckily survived the battle: If you had known that you would have to go through such a hail of bullets when you broke through the Japanese artillery blockade, you might as well have slipped and died, and you would have died more happily.

Son.

Not to mention the soldiers at the top of the wall, even Tang Dao, who was hiding in the inner fortifications of the city wall, did not dare to put the telescope directly in front of the observation hole with such arrogance. The deep scratches on his helmet were just a shot from the observation hole.

A masterpiece of flying bullets.

Speaking of this, Mo Songzi admired Tang Dao very much. If it were anyone else, facing the experience of such a bullet being able to penetrate the helmet with only one centimeter away, how could he not be afraid of breaking into a cold sweat? In the end, this person was

He was brave enough to continue observing the battlefield that was almost dominated by the Japanese army without blinking his eyelids.

At this time, the Japanese 89 tanks finally appeared.

However, perhaps the Japanese army already knew that the firepower points hidden deep inside the city wall contained machine guns and 37mm rapid-fire cannons, so they stayed about 600 meters away and bombarded the city head with 57mm tank guns.

The three rapid-fire cannons that had been waiting for a long time finally got a chance to show off their skills. However, the rising smoke made the sight extremely poor, and the distance was far enough for the three rapid-fire cannons to fire several times in succession, but none of them hit.

Four 89 tanks constantly roaming in the wilderness.

Not to mention the Oerlikon cannon. The Oerlikon cannon cannot effectively penetrate the frontal armor of the 89 tank unless it is close to 500 meters and has slightly less kinetic energy than the Suroton cannon.

However, we can't stop fighting just because we can't defeat them. Just like this war, there is a high probability that we can't defeat the Japanese, so should we just surrender? Of course it's impossible.

"Sergeant, I advise you not to waste ammunition, or in other words, don't expose yourself easily." Tang Dao turned around and looked at Mo Songzi, who was about to sit on the machine gun seat again. "The Japanese are positioning several of our heavy firepower points. They

There are new weapons."

"Also, if my guess is correct, it won't take long before the artillery fire used by the Japanese to blockade them will extend to the rear, and people can come from the rear." Tang Dao raised his gun.

Can our people come up? Mo Songzi doesn't believe his ears. This is the first time Tang Dao has made a judgment on the battle situation since arriving at the front line, and this judgment is what Mo Songzi looks forward to most.

The artillery fire extends further, which means that without the death zone, troops can be sent from the rear. When more brothers arrive here, they can hold this defense line. Mo Songzi is sure.

However, the next moment, Mo Songzi was shocked.

"Call your brothers, pick up your equipment, and be ready to leave here with me at any time." Tang Dao continued.

Are you trying to escape? Mo Songzi's head was buzzing, and something seemed to be broken deep in her heart.

Use the language that will be popular in the future to organize Sergeant Mo Songzi’s state of mind at this time: the idol he once worshiped has collapsed.

"Sir, the military order we received is to fight to the death, and kill those who retreat!" Mo Songzi's eyes filled with murderous intent, and he stared at Tang Dao fiercely.

Like an enraged bull, all it needs is the breath coming out of its nostrils.

Looking at Mo Songzi's appearance, if he calls out to the officer, it's probably because Tang Dao hasn't left yet. If Tang Dao leaves this fortification even half a step, a shot from a certain officer may be waiting for him.

Looking at the sergeant in front of him who was talking to him about military orders very seriously, Tang Dao grinned, showing his white teeth.

He likes such soldiers. What he said is right, because this is a military order.

Patting Mo Songzi on the shoulder, Tang Dao also explained seriously to the sergeant squad leader who was not sure how many levels lower than him: "Water has no shape, and soldiers have no shape. Tactics will be adjusted according to different battle situations. Sometimes retreat is not always possible."

It's just cowardice, maybe for a better attack. Believe me, sergeant, the signal corps at the rear headquarters will send the latest military orders, you just need to be ready to retreat now."

Mo Songzi, who had almost lost his patience with Tang Dao, wanted to reply: I believe you are a ghost!

But for some reason, the frankness in Tang Dao's eyes made him swallow these words alive, and he subconsciously waved to the soldiers to pack their equipment.

At that moment, Mo Songzi was actually ashamed. Wasn't Tang Dao, his former idol, already broken? Why would he still subconsciously listen to his command?

Perhaps, this is the legendary charm of personality!

Facts have proved that Mo Songzi's intuition was correct, the idol was still the same idol, and Tang Dao's judgment was amazingly accurate.

Just as he expected, the four Japanese tanks appeared on the position, not to provide cover for the Japanese infantry. They were actually just decoys released by the Japanese, for the rear artillery observation posts to locate heavy firepower points where the Chinese defenders could threaten the tanks.

Location.

Because, they came with two big guys.

The 120mm cannon is modified from the Japanese Navy's 120mm naval gun, with a range of up to 23,000 meters. Equipped with armor-piercing projectiles, its terrifying armor-breaking ability can easily penetrate a heavy tank at a distance of 2,000 meters.

Songjiang's city wall is very thick. After careful design by Tang Dao, the firepower points are hidden behind more than 1 meter of soil and wall bricks. 10mm thick steel plates and log supports are even installed. The Japanese infantry regiment equipped

Even if the 70mm infantry cannon and the 37mm rapid-fire cannon hit the wall, they will only miss the mark and leave a hole in the thick wall, unless they can hit continuously and accurately.

But the 120mm cannon is different.

Tang Dao had previously been bombarded by a 120mm cannon at the Sixing Warehouse. The terrifying large-caliber direct-fire cannon penetrated the 0.7-meter-thick reinforced concrete wall with just one shot. The strength of the brick-and-earth mixed fortifications like the Songjiang City Wall is natural

It cannot compare with the strength of reinforced concrete.

Fortunately, Tang Dao gave an early warning ten minutes in advance. Although the remaining army captain of the 643rd Regiment on the position had the same doubts as Mo Songzi, the reputation of the famous double commander of the Four Elements Battalion and the Guard Battalion still prevailed.

The three rapid-fire cannons, which had fired more than a dozen shots in a row and completely exposed their position, withdrew to the specially dug retreat trench behind the city wall.

The Japanese army's two 120mm cannons fired. Although they were not extremely accurate and directly hit the fortifications, the accuracy with an error of no more than ten meters still blasted several large holes more than one meter deep in the wall. Two of them were carefully constructed.

The fortifications were directly knocked down.

If these artillery and artillery units are not withdrawn, the only outcome waiting for them is death.

Not to mention, the Japanese artillery fire blockade that Tang Dao mentioned has indeed become sparse, but it has not stopped, but extended further away.

Because, their infantry began to prepare to charge.

Everything was corrected by Tang Dao's words. Tang Dao was still the awesome commander of the Four Elements Battalion, and nothing has changed about this.

Therefore, when Tang Dao fired the green signal flare and asked all the defenders on the front line to prepare for evacuation in batches before the signal troops from the rear headquarters arrived, no one had any objections.

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