In an instant, the poor Lightning-2 tank turned into a ball of fire, and the driver and machine gunner at the front of the vehicle died on the spot.
The commander and gunner in the turret came out one after another, grabbed the submachine gun and rolled on the spot, crawling back quickly against the ground, dodging the machine gun bullets flying past their foreheads, and trying to get away from the burning tank as quickly as possible. They knew that,
Soon the flames will ignite the shells at the rear of the turret and the gasoline tank.
A series of explosions began in the turret, and balls of fire rushed out of the turret's steel skin, filled with thick black smoke from gasoline, as if firecrackers were lit in a broken can shell.
But the huge fireworks also gave the two survivors and the infantry behind them cover, and they were able to retreat and take cover.
The range of the 120mm mortar was too close. It was originally intended to demolish buildings and deal with anti-tank fighters in the buildings. It was unable to bombard enemy tanks that were very close. Now the armored vehicle was carrying it and falling backwards desperately.
The 57mm self-propelled artillery came forward, preparing to take the risk to attack the "Barutu" tank.
This type of self-propelled artillery of the Ming Army is called "Steel Crossbow", and its caliber is the same as the Balutu's 57 mm. The difference is that the Balutu is a tank, and the turret can be rotated at will, allowing for better shooting.
The front armor of the Balutu tank is 65 mm thick, and the front armor of the self-propelled artillery is only 20 mm thick. However, the caliber of the artillery on both sides is large enough and the distance is close enough. Whoever hits the other side first will have the same result.
The "Steel Crossbow" bypassed the burning tank wreckage and came face to face with the "Barutu". The distance between the two sides was only a dozen meters.
The "Steel Crossbow" turned its body awkwardly, trying to point the muzzle at the Barutu tank, but the opponent simply turned the turret and fired another shot. The Ming army's "Steel Crossbow" was blown into the sky, leaving only
The bare chassis underneath was engulfed in flames.
The Balutu tank puffed out blue smoke and roared in victory. Its heavy body rolled over the rubble and drove towards the Ming army. There was a cheer in the distance behind, and the Qing army infantry followed loomingly behind and began to push back with the tank.
The only remaining Ming infantry here retreated while fighting. From time to time, they used the broken walls on both sides to fight back with anti-tank guns and machine guns. Anti-tank rifle bullets hit "Barutu" and sent sparks flying, like scratching an itch.
, the "Woodpecker Machine Gun" knocked down a few Qing infantry, but they then hid firmly behind the tank, hiding even more tightly.
The reason why these slow, thickly armored, and powerful heavy tanks are called "infantry tanks" is because although they are not good at rapid penetration at large depths, they can fight steadily and cover the infantry moving forward bit by bit.
It's perfect for advancement.
The "Balutu" seemed to be very interested in killing the Ming army's large mortar. It roared and chased at full speed. The Qing soldiers behind had to trot to keep up. However, the road of "Balutu"
The maximum speed is only 28 kilometers per hour, and the fastest speed on such ruins can only barely reach ten, which is too slow. The armored vehicle carrying a large mortar has a maximum speed of 55 kilometers per hour on the highway, and it can drive up to three on the ruins.
More than ten kilometers was simply beyond Balutu's reach, and he immediately got rid of the behemoth.
With such a terrifying thing driving in the middle of the street, no one can stay on this street. Fortunately, the streets and alleys in this area are crisscrossed, and this row of People's Guard infantry quickly disappeared into the roadside alleys and retreated.
Went to the position.
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"We encountered at least two Balutu," Gao Dayi put down the phone and marked it on the map. "One is here. Our people were lucky enough to avoid it in time. But the other one was already very close when we found it.
We're close, we lost a Lightning-2 and a steel crossbow. Right here."
Xiang Xiaoqiang propped up his arms and stared at the map greedily. Suddenly he raised his head and asked:
"So, our ten search teams only found two enemy tanks?"
"Yes, only two vehicles were found...but the area is relatively large, and we cannot just assume that there are only two vehicles."
Nodding to Xiaoqiang, his heart slowly started to get excited.
Of course, we can't think that there are only two. But it won't be a lot. After all, these are tanks, not revolvers, and hundreds of them can be hidden in one house. It is estimated that the number of Qing tanks in the city is within single digits.
He raised his head, looked at Li Gensheng, Gao Dayi and Rommel, rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Then I'll take charge personally."
The three uncles looked at each other and smiled, thinking that this would satisfy the young officer's eagerness to try.
Very good, it turns out that bullying others feels so good. The land tank version of the "Bismarck Encirclement and Annihilation Battle" is about to be staged.
Xiang Xiaoqiang arranged 10 of the 13 Lightning-3s in his hand and divided them into 5 attack groups. Each group was equipped with two Lightning-2s and a 57mm "steel crossbow". In this way, each group had two medium tanks.
Two light tanks and one self-propelled anti-tank gun, five in total.
In order to facilitate the command, he temporarily named the five fighter groups as J-1 Group, J-2 Group, J-3 Group, J-4 Group, and J-5 Group.
The five vehicles in each group are named with the group name and serial number. For example, the second vehicle in the first group is called J-1-2, and the fifth vehicle in the third group is called J-3-5.
Each fighter group is equipped with a reinforced platoon of 50 people, equipped with 3 Czech light machine guns, 1 "Woodpecker" machine gun, 2 anti-tank guns, 1 flamethrower, 1 60mm mortar, high-speed
Equipped with a submachine gun in proportion. This is quite powerful.
The five fighter groups were divided into five groups. According to the standard of five vehicles fighting one, they aggressively charged into the palm-sized area, preparing to find the two "Balutu" for a group fight.
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In the ruins of Daijia Lane, a "Kubu" medium tank turned off and was hiding here. The tank commander leaned out of the turret, looked behind, and frowned:
"I told you to get rid of this girl quickly. She keeps carrying her like this. There's a war going on here!... We're going to capture Nanjing tonight, and you can't pick pretty women at will."
Behind the tank were more than a dozen Qing soldiers. The leader of the squad leader laughed and cursed:
"Just drive your tank! Brothers, you have to relax after working so hard in the war. Damn, beautiful women...it's not easy to find such a little fairy...no matter how beautiful you are, how beautiful can you be like this?"
The squad leader's rank was the same as that of a sergeant like the vehicle commander, and he was not from the same military branch, so I had no intention of cheating on him.
"What a fool," the commander muttered, "then don't play with it now. Bundle it up and hide it in a place. It won't be too late to come back and pick it up after the battle..."
"Nonsense, it won't be ours by then..."
These Qing soldiers surrounded a beautiful young girl. The girl looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with a frightened face. Her clothes had been torn in several places, and her hands were tightly tied with thick iron wires, which had bloody marks.
She leaned against the brick wall behind her, huddled up desperately, raised her hands in front of her chest to try to block it, and begged with tears:
"Please... please, let me go... please..."
The Qing soldiers laughed loudly. A few of them forced her into a corner, tore off her clothes, reached in and touched her, and said with a smile:
"Yadan, how old are you?"
"Do you have an in-laws family?"
"Much prettier than her sister..."
The girl kept screaming, her tightly bound hands desperately resisting.
The Qing soldiers nearby shouted dissatisfiedly:
"Why are you so anxious! We are drawing lots here!"
"Go to the back of the line!"
"You bastards... you were the one who got her sister in first just now!... Is it okay to do it so soon?"
The dozen or so Qing soldiers took a box of cigarettes, broke off half of them, held them in their hands and smoked them in turns. From time to time, one of them screamed in joy.
The commander of the Kubu tank became more and more dissatisfied as he listened to the sound of artillery shells coming and going in the distance:
"Hey, why don't you send some security? What if the Ming army gets involved?"
The monitor scolded:
"Touch it? To touch it, what is this tank of yours doing? One of the three-row tanks knocked out two of the Ming army..."
The Qing soldiers at the back finished drawing lots. The first "lucky guy"'s eyes were red with excitement and he rushed forward. Several companions helped him hold down the girl's hands and feet. He roared and pulled a lot.
Girls' tops.
With a "crash", the girl's entire sleeve was torn off, exposing her entire arm. The jade-like skin further stimulated the beastly desires of the Qing soldiers, who all howled and tore at the girl's arms.
The cotton wool of the cotton-padded jacket flew around and was torn apart in the blink of an eye.
The girl bit the arm of a Qing soldier. The Qing soldier yelled, covered his arm and jumped away. The girl took out her hands and held them tightly in front of her chest, guarding the remaining bra and howling in despair.
The tank commander suddenly shouted:
"Hey, don't talk!...Listen to some noise!"
The Qing soldiers behind the tank stopped. After a shell exploded in the distance, there was a brief silence.
Everyone could clearly hear the sound of the nearby engine, which seemed to be moving slowly sideways...that is, for tens of meters.
The Qing infantry squad leader also became vigilant and ordered in a low voice:
"Everyone pay attention, prepare to fight!...Then, the thin man six, go scouting!"
The two Qing soldiers received the order and ran towards the direction of the sound with their guns in hand.
The commander put on the headset, listened for a while, and then tried to call:
"I am Ku-132, I am Ku-132...Ba-324, Ba-324,...are you?...Where are you?...I heard the reply..."
There were two hisses in the headset, but there was no response. He boldly called out again:
"I am Ku-132, I am Ku-132...Ba-223, Ba-223, where are you?...I heard the reply..."
The headset answered:
"I am Ku-132, I am Ba-223...I am in the b-3 area, and Ba-324 is with me. Where are you?"
The commander was shocked and murmured:
"That's not you. I'm in the C-6 area, far away from you... I'm about to fight. If it's convenient, I'll come with reinforcements... If it's not convenient, I can handle it myself."
After he finished speaking, he waved to the Qing soldiers behind the car and said:
"Follow me!"
Then retract into the turret and close the top cover.
A dozen Qing soldiers cursed nervously. Two soldiers pulled the girl to a broken floor and tied her hands high to the steel bars with wires. They made sure she couldn't break free and then pinched her cheeks.
, smiled and said:
"Wait well, and I will love you again after my brother finishes the battle."
The girl's face was pale, her arms were raised high, and severe pain continued to come from her wrists, but her heart was temporarily relaxed. She closed her eyes and prayed that a cannonball would blow her up before they came back.
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The huge "Kubu" tank roared into action, smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipe, and its tracks rolled over the rubble as it slowly moved forward.
Once activated here, it was difficult for the Qing soldiers to hear the sound of the opponent's engine. The "Kubu" tank relied on its own armored firepower to outshine its opponents, giving up the opportunity to ambush and going for a one-on-one duel "uprightly".
Suddenly, a person jumped out of the alley on the right, and a large number of rifles were pointed at the two of them, which shocked the two people. Only then did all the Qing soldiers see that this was the person who had been sent out to conduct reconnaissance.
That six".
The squad leader roared:
"Why did you two boys escape from here? The enemy is clearly in front!"
The six looked horrified:
"What's terrible, across the two streets on our right, another Ming Army tank is approaching, followed by a self-propelled artillery! There are also a dozen Ming Army infantry!"
Just as he was talking, the "skinny man" on the left also came over, his face even uglier than that of Liu:
"Squad leader, there are two Ming tanks on the left! One big and one small, very close! There are also about ten Ming tanks, all of them seem to be from the People's Guard, and most of them are holding submachine guns! Some are carrying flamethrowers.
!”
...that is to say, there are four enemy tanks and a self-propelled artillery around.
The sweat on the squad leader's face immediately came down. He wiped his forehead and cursed:
"Damn, it's obvious that there are so many people bullying others..."
He quickly ran to the Kubu tank and knocked the turret with the butt of his gun. The commander leaned out, and the squad leader told him the investigation results.
The commander's face turned a little pale, he licked his lips, gave an order into the headset, and retracted into the turret.
The huge Kubu tank slowly turned its body, then fell back, and retreated into a house with a "bang", covered in broken bricks and dust. The black barrel pointed outside. The engine was turned off.
Then the commander opened the hatch, leaned out, and shouted to the infantry:
"Come in quickly and hide!"
The infantrymen were about to faint. It turned out that the big boss had thirty-six plans, and "hiding" was the best one. But none of them wanted to die in vain, so they all swarmed into the small house, rifles pointed out the window, and they were on guard.
With.
The commander lay lying outside the turret, listening with fear to the sound of enemy tanks getting closer and closer. Soon, the sound of tank engines was also heard from the other two directions.
Sure enough, Ming army tanks surrounded themselves from three directions.
The commander cursed secretly. The B-324 tank had previously destroyed a People's Guard tank and a self-propelled artillery. Now the People's Guard had reacted and began to mobilize large forces for "encirclement and suppression". He only had three tanks in the city.
, except for my medium-sized "Kubu", there are only two heavy-duty "Balutu". Our Qing army clearly has far more tanks than the Ming army, so why is it now as if the Ming army has far more tanks than us?
.
He wanted to call the other two "Barutu" vehicles to come for reinforcements, but he was afraid that his call for help would be heard by the Ming army tanks and his presence would be exposed.
He grabbed the headset, his palms were full of sweat, and he was thinking quickly about whether to take the risk or not. Finally, he made up his mind: call them over. After all, the Ming army miscalculated. They had to deal with two of their Balutu and one Kubu.
Only four "Lightnings" and one "Steel Crossbow" were dispatched, which was obviously far from enough. As long as the three tanks on our side were gathered together, we could definitely destroy these small tanks of the Ming army.
"Ba-324, Ba-223, this is Ku-132... I am in the C-6 area. There are four 'Lightnings' and a 'Steel Crossbow' around now. Please support me. Please reply if you hear me..."
After calling several times, the headset hissed:
"Ku-132, this is Ba-223... Ming Army tanks were also found near us, no less than 6...no reinforcements..."
The commander of the "Kubu" swallowed dryly and understood that the problem was serious. In order to deal with these three tanks, the People's Guard sent no less than a dozen tanks.
It's so cruel, it seems that he really doesn't intend to let himself go...
The Ming army tanks were getting closer and closer, and the tank that was first spotted seemed to have already driven onto this street. The sound of engines could now be clearly heard from the other three directions.
The ground trembled slightly, the remaining glass on the window frame shook clearly, and dust began to fall on the floor above our heads.
The Qing soldiers in the house had their hearts in their throats, praying not to let the Ming army discover them.
A Qing soldier suddenly said:
"Oh, by the way, someone go get that girl!"
Everyone in the room glared at him, and the squad leader cursed:
"You're so obsessed, aren't you? It's been so long since you couldn't care less about your life, why are you still thinking about that?"
"Hey, no," said the soldier, "if she is discovered by the Ming army first, we will be dead!"
That's right! Once the Ming army discovers that girl, they will immediately know that someone like them is nearby. Then there will be no chance at all.
The squad leader immediately ordered two soldiers to sneak out and carry the girl back.
As soon as the two soldiers opened the door, they heard someone shouting in the distance:
"Come on, there's a civilian here!"
Then several more people shouted:
"Ah, it's a lady! Untie it quickly!"
"...Okay, don't cry, you're fine, you're safe..."
"...Miss, are there any Qinglu nearby?"
The Qing soldiers in the room looked at each other with ashen faces.