On July 30th, Zhangjiakou, which had been tidied up, welcomed the grand entrance ceremony of Anjiajun specially prepared for all forces.
The red sun rises from the eastern horizon early in the morning. Before nine o'clock, the sun hanging in the sky shows its powerful power. Everything is shrouded in blazing high temperatures. Heat waves are rolling in the air.
In the past, most citizens hid at home to enjoy the cool air, but now the streets are empty. Everyone, regardless of the scorching sun, gathers with their children in tow on both sides of the street from north to south, looking forward to it.
Officers and soldiers who entered the city in advance to maintain order lined up on both sides of the streets to guide the people to observe order. Machine guns were set up at various strategic points in and outside the city. If there was a problem anywhere, there was a possibility of being struck by Anjia's army with lightning speed.
At this time, fighting was still continuing in Tianzhen to the west of Zhangjiakou, Huai'an to the southwest, Xuanhua to the southeast and other places. The Japanese troops who took the initiative to withdraw from Zhangjiakou were fighting against the Shanxi-Sui Army heading east and the Eighth Route Army who were preparing to capture Jiancheng.
The Route Army was entangled with each other, and the Japanese army refused to give up an inch of ground. The battle was extremely fierce. But strangely, on the northern front, the Japanese army collapsed without a fight. Sun Desheng's troops under the Fourth Route Army took Zhangjiakou with almost no effort.
As the three directly affiliated regiments of the Eighth Army were stationed in Shenjiatun, Laoyazhuang and other places south of Zhangjiakou, blocking the Japanese army's way north, Zhangjiakou's city defense security was completely guaranteed. Li Jinlong followed An Yi's order and instructed Sun Desheng to hold a grand entry into the city.
To deter surrounding forces.
At this time, the senior officials of the Anjia Army had obtained a confession from Dr. Suzuki Zhuo and knew that the Japanese army in North China intended to release water to guide the Anjia Army into the pass and completely confuse the situation. Therefore, they were not surprised that the Japanese army gave up on their own initiative. At the same time, the Military Commission ordered,
All ministries are required to exercise restraint when in contact with various domestic forces and not to provoke civil war. The best policy is to subjugate the enemy without fighting.
The people in Zhangjiakou were extremely excited at this time. The feeling of being a subjugated slave was really unbearable. Now that they were finally liberated, they were full of expectations for the An Jiajun who was about to settle in and had always been known for their benevolence and righteousness. They were very excited about life in the legendary Southwest and Nanhua.
I yearn for it and hope that one day I can live such a good life.
"The entire team—"
"Everyone is in his place——"
Outside the north gate, loud trumpets sounded.
The troops participating in the military parade into the city, including the Army Air Force, total more than 11,000 soldiers. They will appear in different ways. They will show the great military power of the Anjia Army and let people know that this heroic army is fighting again.
Back.
"Everyone is here! With the tank phalanx as the forerunner... set off!"
Following the command of this city entry, Lieutenant General Tang Yuhu, political commissar of the Eighth Group Army, stood high on the command vehicle and shouted orders to the microphone connected to the loudspeaker, just like he commanded operations on the battlefield, raising his arms high
It was raised high, and then swung down with force. This powerful movement immediately triggered a billowing stream of iron, heading towards the Zhangjiakou city gate.
"Here he comes... An Jiajun is here..."
"Do you still remember the group of soldiers who were recuperating in Zhangjiakou six years ago? They are the Anjia officers and soldiers..."
"Okay, those group of junior soldiers who never want to take time off and help build bridges, pave roads, chop wood and carry water are back again..."
As the roar of the engine got closer and closer, the crowds watching on both sides of Zhangjiakou's main road suddenly became commotion. The originally bustling atmosphere suddenly suffocated and then exploded. The citizens standing in front stood up on tiptoes and stretched out their arms in unison.
The long-necked people looked towards the north, while the people behind them pushed forward desperately to squeeze out a position to watch.
"Back off! Back off! Back off..."
The officers and soldiers maintaining order at the scene became nervous. It was not a good thing to have a trampled casualty at this time. Many officers and soldiers held hands and turned their backs to the street, desperately resisting the pressure from the onlookers. At this time, the appearance of the tanks entering the city at the city gate became clear.
It can be seen that the citizens quickly quieted down and looked at the terrifying steel monster rolling towards them in stunned silence.
"Boom boom——"
The sound of the tank motor became louder and louder, and the streets and the ground on both sides began to tremble continuously. The citizens were excited, and their souls seemed to be touched by something. Their eyes suddenly became misty, and they held their breath and listened carefully to the rhythmic sound.
The lovely roar of...
The sound was sonorous and powerful, like the surging tide of a great river rushing forward, powerful and unstoppable, with a strong and heart-stirring rhythm in its richness.
"Wow--"
The tank finally arrived in front of us, and the citizens who lined the streets to welcome it widened their eyes and greedily looked at everything in front of them. They expressed their sincere admiration without concealment.
"Look! It's a tank! It's our Chinese tank. It's much taller and more powerful than the Japanese tanks..."
"Yes. It's so spectacular. I suspect that the Japanese tanks will be crushed immediately if they hit it..."
Following the sounds of emotion and exclamation, tanks painted with camouflage one after another appeared in the sight of the citizens. Twenty-four Leopard I tanks approaching calmly, amidst the roars of the citizens at the top of their lungs, came out with a roar.
This extremely shocking gesture passed by the eyes of the citizens.
The Eighth Army is not a specialized tank unit. Even if there is a tank division in the establishment, the tanks of the subordinate regiments are not consistent. Various models from Leopard I, Leopard II to Tiger I are equipped, and each regiment even has Wolf-type light tanks.
There are tanks. Although the Leopard I tank is relatively backward, it is much better than the Japanese tanks that Zhangjiakou citizens have seen, so the exclamations came from the heart, rather than disgusting praise.
The roar of the tank engine is like rolling thunder touching the ground, which is heart-wrenching. As the rumble continues in the ears, people feel that the ground, the surrounding air, and even their own internal organs are shaking.
The rolling torrent of steel moved forward slowly under the eyes of Zhangjiakou citizens full of curiosity and awe. The commanders, dressed in black tanks, did not care about the scorching sun above their heads. They stood solemnly on the turret and walked towards the street.
Zhangjiakou citizens on both sides saluted.
Although they knew about the strength of the Anjiajun from newspapers and radio, the Anjiajun who fought in North China six years ago did not have such a big guy who knew it would be difficult to deal with at a glance. For the first time, the people of Zhangjiakou saw with their own eyes the power of the Anjiajun.
They were very excited about the domestic tanks designed and produced. In their minds, this group of tanks was very powerful. Just from their appearance, they gave people a terrifying feeling full of powerful and destructive power. If they really drove onto the battlefield, what kind of army would there be?
Can it be resisted?
The people standing in the front row bowed down slightly at the signal of the officers and soldiers on duty, and looked in awe at the steel beasts with the Eighth Army logo painted on them as they drove past one by one. The citizens in the back supported each other and stood on tiptoes.
They looked at each other and whispered to each other, discussing how strong the Anjia Army was now.
Twenty-four Leopard I tanks passed by, followed by forty-eight Leopard II tanks.
From the appearance, due to the enlarged body and thicker and longer gun barrel, the Leopard II tank is more powerful than the Leopard I tank. And because the streets are narrow, the tanks can only come one by one, no matter which direction you look at it.
, the slowly approaching tanks seem to be endless, and the violent beauty of this steel pile is unforgettable.
The commanders standing on the turret of the Type II tank were still unsmiling. They saluted solemnly and did not squint, letting the big beads of sweat seep out. Their eyes were soaked with salty sweat and they did not move at all, showing that
Show great self-control.
In the eyes of ordinary onlookers, these tanks are tall in appearance, and the armor surface is full of bevels and edges. The whole body is painted with shiny paint that is a mixture of green, brown, black, yellow and other colors, which reflects the light in the sun, especially when painted with
The huge variegated gun barrels pointed diagonally forward, all of which gave people a creepy sense of oppression, and at the same time constantly reminded them that these behemoths made of steel were well-designed killing machines.
In the eyes of a caring person, it is even more frightening. The huge sense of oppression when so many tanks are rumbling towards you cannot be understood unless you face it directly. When I heard how powerful the Anjiajun tank force was before, I could not imagine it in my mind, and could only imagine it artificially.
Imagine a group of pictures, and then talk about it on paper.
But various departments have studied and studied. Finally, they believe that by setting up anti-tank trenches and choosing to fight in mountainous and forested areas, the advantages of tanks can be effectively avoided. But the problem now is that if the number of tanks in the Anjia Army seems to be too many, then the problem will arise.
, what should we do when fighting in plain areas? Should we give up the best territory to the other side?
After the Leopard II tank passed, sixteen Tiger I tanks came on stage. When this mighty steel behemoth approached, all the onlookers were shocked. In addition to being stunned, they let out almost sleepy moans and exclamations.
The Tiger I tank is too big. It is 3.5 meters wide and 2.35 meters high. It weighs 46 tons in total, and its tracks make a roar as it rolls over the ground. It's like a hill is rolling over, and the mighty Tiger I is just the head of the tank.
The tank is already
It attracted the attention of everyone on both sides of the street, and what was now displayed in front of people was the mighty, sixteen vehicles of this behemoth. The shocking feeling was like seeing a prehistoric monster, which made everyone stunned and completely petrified.
The 750-horsepower diesel engine of the Tiger I tank roared evenly and lowly, and the exhaust pipe sprayed green smoke. Due to the hot weather, there was no wind, so that the moving tank was shrouded in a thin layer of blue smoke.
, which seems to strengthen the mythical on-site effect.
The people tried their best to keep their eyes wide open and looked at the tanks, as if they wanted to keep what they saw in their memory forever. For people in this era, it is difficult to see them because they are restricted to one area for a long time.
There are novel things, and what I saw today almost exceeds the sum of my lifetime knowledge. Perhaps all this will become a topic of discussion for a long time in the future.
Not far from the city gate, there is a two-story building that serves as a tea shop. At this time, the word "Closed" is hung on the door of the shop on the ground floor, which makes many Zhangjiakou citizens who thought of watching An Jiajun's entry into the city from the second floor of the teahouse disappointed. Quiet
On the second floor of the hotel, five or six tea patrons sitting by the window were shocked when they saw the tank passing by. One of them asked with a trembling voice: "Is this the Tiger I tank revealed in the intelligence?"
One of the companions sipped his saliva and nodded with difficulty: "That's right!"
"How do you destroy a tank like this?" asked another.
"The intelligence says that you must use a large-caliber cannon to shoot directly at its front armor. The closer the distance, the better the effect, or you can simply go around behind the tank and use a rocket launcher to attack its weak parts. But if you encounter a group of tanks attacking on the plain, such a leopard will be attacked by a group of tanks.
The heavy tanks covered by ii tanks and armored fighting vehicles are almost unsolvable..."
The military industry expert responsible for the explanation fell into a strong shock and could not extricate himself. He murmured to himself and stared greedily at this highly industrialized weapon for attacking critical situations.
The other tea guests were silent.
At this time, the long queue of tanks finally passed, followed by the formation of Type II and Type III armored fighting vehicles, as well as the formation of armored personnel carriers. The tanks were rolling in an endless stream. Except for a few people with ulterior motives, the rest of the people who saw this scene
Everyone feels a strong sense of pride - this is our Chinese mechanized army!
As the motorcade passed by, an infantry formation consisting of 1,600 officers and soldiers marched forward heroically, marching forward with their guns and heads held high, marching to a neat rhythm and with shining helmets, which was extremely eye-catching.
These officers and soldiers, who had been selected and had the same height and pace, were young, energetic, mighty, and full of vigor. Their spirit and spirit instantly conquered the hearts of most of the girls in the city who were watching the entrance ceremony. In this chaotic war era
, these heroic
What the soldiers showed fascinated them so much. The tense faces, the cold light of the gun barrels and the bayonets made them feel that if they could have such a husband, their bleak lives would be rejuvenated and they would have a husband.
A truly safe haven.
In the teahouse, the atmosphere became increasingly suffocating.
"These infantry are not simple. When you see them advancing with bayonets, the bayonet is less than ten centimeters from the back of the head of the person in front. Without their usual rigorous training and extreme trust in their partners, they would never be able to achieve this effect. These few
Our troops have continued to expand over the years, but formalized military training has been unable to be carried out systematically. If we were to confront them, even without the help of those tanks and armored vehicles, we would not be sure to win!"
The man who was speaking was a leader who had been fighting for many years. His explanation made the people in the teahouse very uneasy. However, it was a foregone conclusion that the Anjia army would settle in Zhangjiakou. No one was sure how the situation would evolve next.
Outside the window, Anjiajun's armored assault guns, tank destroyers, anti-aircraft gun trucks, self-propelled artillery, and large-caliber heavy artillery pulled by trucks appeared one after another. The onlookers of Zhangjiakou citizens became more and more excited, and many people began to chant various slogans, especially
Slogans such as "Long live An Jiajun" and "Long live Chairman An" made the people in the teahouse restless and uncomfortable. Originally, all this should be enjoyed by themselves!
The last to appear were the three helicopter squadrons of the Army Aviation. When forty-five armed helicopters flew at low altitude from the gate tower in the north of the city, the propellers rotated at high speed, creating a huge wind that made people on the ground stagger.
People can no longer sit still.
"With this kind of aircraft, even in mountain warfare, which we regard as a magic weapon, the enemy can call on this weapon, hover overhead and fire..."
The leader, a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a Zhongshan suit who looked a little rich, stood up: "The situation is very bad. We must report what we see to the central government. It is not a good idea to fight against the Anjia army.
We still need to focus on peaceful solutions..."
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