The violent explosion directly blew dozens of tons of bricks and tiles into the air.
The impact of the flying bricks is greater than the bullet.
The Japs nearby were shot straight through their bodies by fist-sized tiles. Even grains of sand could be penetrated into the body of the Japs under the impact of the explosion.
At this time, the Japanese infantry approaching the east side of the street felt as if they were being fired at by hundreds of machine guns. In just an instant, they were beaten to a bloody pulp and were buried under the rubble by a large amount of sand, soil and bricks.
The little devil's chariot also encountered violent vibrations and was rattled by flying masonry and tiles.
The little Japanese driver had no choice but to step on the brakes, and all the tanks stopped almost instantly.
Major Kitano had previously revealed his head on the tank, using a telescope to observe the Sihang Warehouse.
But he didn't expect a terrifying explosion to hit him. His legs softened and he fell directly from the ladder.
His body and head collided back and forth against the turret of the tank. By the time he fell into the tank, his head was already bleeding.
The Beiye devil groaned when he was thrown, and almost turned into a concussed pig.
The Japanese machine gunner on the side saw it and quickly asked: "Sir, are you okay?"
"Baga, would you like to fall down from above?"
Bei Ye was so angry that he rubbed his head and climbed to the exit of the turret again.
Black dust fell from the sky, and he quickly closed the cabin door.
At this time, Major Kitano was a little lucky that he was walking behind the convoy. Otherwise, after the explosion, he would not only have been hit with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
However, he had already seen it when he closed the hatch. In this explosion, although the tank was almost undamaged, all the infantry on the east side should have been shattered.
Beiye said to himself: "Baga, these Chinese people are really cunning, they actually know how to annihilate my infantry first.
Those idiots, I asked them to search more clearly. They just refused to listen. Now that you are all dead, who can blame you?"
"Report to Major Kitano, report to Major Kitano, we are under attack."
At this moment, a report from the kid in the car ahead came over the walkie-talkie.
When Major Kitano heard the report, he said angrily: "Baga, don't be like a stupid pig. Don't I know that we have been attacked?"
"Well!"
The little Japanese soldier was stunned for a moment and thought so, but he had to continue reporting: "I'm sorry, Sir, our infantry on the left suffered heavy losses..."
"Baga, Baga, Baga, I already know. You stupid pig. What you have to do now is to find the person who attacked us and kill him. What are you afraid of hiding in the armored vehicle? Are the Chinese
Can bullets hit you?
Those infantrymen are dead, so be it! They deserve to die. The ones on the east side are all dead, and let the ones on the west side go find the Chinese who ambushed us."
"Sir, the people who ambushed us should have run away long ago, right?"
"Baga! Baga!...How many times do you want me to say this? Idiot, why only the east side exploded? Do you think Chinese people are pigs like you?"
They were in a hurry and probably didn't have enough wires, so they could only detonate on the east side. Do you understand? You are pigs! You are all pigs! Quickly, kill our attackers, and then take down the Sihang Warehouse in one go."
"Hi!"
The little Japanese took the order, and the three tanks at the front started to move slowly, while the Japanese soldiers who were almost undamaged on the west side also began to fire their guns randomly towards the east side.
At this time, the smoke and dust had not completely dispersed, and they could not see anyone at all.
When they saw the person, Duanwu and Zhou Dabang had already run two hundred meters away.
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At the same time, Xie Jinyuan was sitting on the second floor of Sihang Warehouse directing the battle.
With the help of his telescope, he had already seen the success of the Dragon Boat Festival.
Xie Jinyuan ordered Wan Liguo Road: "Platoon Commander Wan, aim at the three Japanese tanks at the front and knock them out.
The regimental commander said that at this distance, our 37-meter anti-aircraft artillery has an advantage over the Japanese.
This is a golden artillery battle node, and we must seize this opportunity. As long as these three tanks are scrapped, the other tanks of the Little Devil will not be able to get through.
If he engages in an artillery battle with our Type 37 anti-aircraft artillery at this distance, his little devil’s iron bastard is Sun Tzu!”
"Yes, just take a look!"
Although Wan Liguo is not an artilleryman, he has been in an artillery camp and can hit artillery shells a thousand meters away. He is not sure about this, but a few hundred meters is still better than some ordinary artillerymen.
He personally commanded one of them, while the other was an artillery platoon leader of Zhao Beishan's Second Battalion.
The two men adjusted the angle of the 37 anti-tank guns and loudly ordered: "Fire!"
The two soldiers pulled the match rope at the same time.
Wan Liguo and the other artillery platoon leader retreated, and the rest of the people covered their ears.
Da da!......
But unexpectedly, after two consecutive sounds of metal collision, the shell did not come out.
Wan Liguo and the artillery platoon leader were stunned. Xie Jinyuan was also stunned.
But he immediately reflected and said: "The regimental leader said that this shell has been refurbished. Maybe it has been stored for a long time and the ammunition got damp. Replace it immediately."
"yes!"
Wan Liguo responded and quickly changed his ammunition.
The cannonball was pushed into the barrel again, and the same operation was performed...
Da da!
Two more sounds of metal clashing came, but the artillery still didn't sound.
At this time, Wan Liguo continued to change ammunition without waiting for Xie Jinyuan's instructions.
No sound! No sound! No sound!......
No matter how much ammunition they changed, it was useless because it just wouldn't go off.
"well!"
Wan Liguo stomped his feet angrily, squatted on the ground, and beat his head hard with his fists.
Because everything was calculated by the group. And in order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, Duanwu did not hesitate to take risks alone and personally planted the explosives.
But what about this time? After more than a dozen rounds of shells were exchanged, none of them went off.
"Damn it, what kind of cannonballs are these?"
The artillery platoon commander of the second battalion kicked an artillery shell, and kicked it far away.
I don't know whether it was due to inertia or because the shell was not sealed tightly, but the warhead of the shell was thrown out of the shell.
And what was thrown out with the warhead was sand...
At this time, everyone was shocked. The cannonball was actually filled with sand. Can it be fired?
"Damn it, take apart all the shells for me!"
Xie Jinyuan's eyes turned red.
Wan Liguo is the same as other warrior sects.
They seemed to be going crazy. Two of them clamped the shells of the shells, and two or three of them pulled out the warheads.
Logically speaking, this is simply impossible to succeed.
But because these shells had been opened, the soldiers easily pulled out the warheads.