"Understood, battalion commander." The soldier who was called smiled and hurried to prepare.

Zhang Dabiao saw from his sight that on the street behind the railway station, a devil Type 95 light tank rumbled up from behind, very arrogant.

This devil tank does not avoid the new group of artillery fire at all, does the devil tank think that this is his own artillery fire in the night and cannot hit his tank?

However, the devil tank rushed to the back of the railway station where the devil was guarding, and from time to time opened fire and bombarded it, moving back and forth, and several of its own artillery that came up with the army could not accurately bombard the devil tank.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao also had to use Molotov cocktails.

Molotov cocktails are packed into a bottle with high-concentration spirits or liquor, and the mouth of the bottle is stuffed with tampons or something as ignition and thrown on the devil's tank.

At this time, after the only Type 95 light tank of the devils arrived at the railway station, the remnants of the devil defenders at the railway station were suddenly greatly boosted.

Especially the captain of the 103rd Infantry Group of the 2nd Infantry Wing of the North Gate Devil Defenders, Kumagai laughed too, "Yo Xi, the tanks of the empire are coming, warriors, kill them!" Hit hard! ”

Kumagai was too arrogant and strengthened, brandishing a samurai saber and directing the remnants of his devils to shoot fiercely.

And the little devil's Oda Matsuji ruthlessly pulled out the bottom of the box tank also continued to use the 37mm tank gun on the tank turret and two 7.7mm heavy machine guns to fire continuously to cover the Japanese troops at the railway station to block the attack.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

"Dadada!!!!"

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The devil's Type 95 tank kept firing, and the two heavy machine guns on the tank also kept firing, and for a time suppressed the new group of fighters in the charge.

However, at this time, although the Japanese tanks had strong firepower, there was only one tank after all. However, the first battalion of Zhang Dabiao's command post was bombarded by several captured Devil 92 infantry guns and other mortars that came up with the artillery battalion, and the Japanese soldiers who were guarding the railway station were still crying for their fathers and mothers.

In the midst of the battle, the casualties of the soldiers on both sides continued to deepen, but the devils at the train station suffered heavy casualties. Since the first battalion had more than 2,000 troops, Kumagai Matata's troops were already less than 300 men, and although they were covered by the artillery fire of the Type 95 tanks, they were still facing the siege of the superior forces of the first battalion, and it was already difficult to counterattack.

At this time, Kumagai kept seeing that all the defensive positions were lost, not to mention that the train station itself was not very big. Kumagai Matatsu saw the soldiers of the new regiment and the first battalion of soldiers attacking at close range, and saw the uniforms of the soldiers of the first battalion clearly, and suddenly realized it.

"Yaga! Is it really the troops of the Eighth Route Army, is it the main force of the Eighth Route Army? Kumagai shrunk his neck too much to avoid the rain of bullets from the other side, muttering to himself!

At this moment, one of the devil guards who protected Kumagai Matata exclaimed, "Captain, our tank!" ”。

Kumagai just wanted to scold the guards, but he just followed the guards' exclamations and looked at the position of the Japanese Type 95 tanks, and was dumbfounded.

I saw that the Type 95 light tank was firing its guns and firing continuously with the two heavy machine guns on the tank, when four or five soldiers of the new regiment and one battalion detoured to the sides of the tank, and suddenly threw some bottles out of their hands.

Just as Kumagai Mata's guards exclaimed, the Devil Type 95 light tank was suddenly burned with the spirits or liquor that had been shattered by the Molotov cocktail.

Within a few minutes, the devil tank was already in flames. In the tank, there were three devil tank drivers, one of whom climbed out of the hood and was quickly killed with a submachine gun by the fighters of the new regiment of sneak attack.

In addition, when the tank was evacuated, the two devil drivers climbed out of the front window and pushed the car cover, but before they could completely climb out, they were engulfed by raging flames!

"Eight grids, Molotov cocktails! The Eighth Route Army actually used Molotov cocktails! "Kumagai and his infantry brigade have fought fiercely with the main forces of the Nationalist Army, and they will also use Molotov cocktails to burn Japanese tanks.

You know, at this time, there will still be gaps between the riveted armor of the tank, and it will burn with the flow of high-concentration liquor or other spirits into the tank. The oxygen content inside the tank was suddenly depleted, and the internal temperature rose, and the devil driver inside the tank had to climb out.

Otherwise, you will only be choked, suffocated, or burned alive inside.

You must know that to deal with the devil tank at this time, the power of a few Molotov cocktails is still proper.

Sure enough, as four or five Molotov cocktails were thrown onto the devil tank, the only Japanese Type 95 light negotiation was quickly engulfed in flames, and soon after, it quickly turned into a pile of wreckage under the direct gaze of Kumagai Mata.

"Captain, the enemy has launched a general attack, and the departments are in a hurry, and we can't hold the train station." Less than a minute after the devil tank was killed by the Molotov cocktails in the hands of four or five soldiers of the first battalion, it was not long before some devil soldiers reported to Kumagai that they were too urgent.

Kumagai had to retreat from the direction of the tank, and looked around the train station, only to see that a battalion of fighters had launched a fierce attack from all directions.

The artillery fire continued, and the grenades at close range kept falling on the devil's position, and the position held by the Japanese soldiers turned into piles of ruins.

"Eight Tooth Road! Damn it! Retreat, retreat to the brigade headquarters! You drop, personally report to the brigade headquarters that the railway station is lost. Kumagai Matata ordered the devil soldier who had reported.

The devil soldier immediately paused and said, "Hai, captain." At this time, the telephone line at the railway station had been cut off by a battalion, and the devil soldiers had to run to the south to report Oda Matsuji in person.

At this time, Oda Matsuji, who was at the headquarters of the 52nd Brigade of the Japanese Army in the inner city of Zhangjiakou, was also in a bad mood.

The telephone with the railway station north of the city was no longer available, and nine times out of ten it was blocked by the new regiment of troops besieging the city.

"Brigade commander, the situation is not good. The battle at the West Gate and the East Gate was fierce, and the troops under the command of Li Yunlong had already begun to launch a more fierce attack on the West Gate and the East Gate. Especially at the commanding heights of Rentou Mountain outside the East Gate, although the 3rd Infantry Brigade of the 103rd Wing was reinforced by a squadron, Rentou Mountain was only a hill after all, and the number of defenders was too small. Suddenly, the enemy attacked and suffered heavy casualties. At present, the war situation is not optimistic. The commander of the 3rd Infantry Brigade of the 103rd Wing, Miyaita Nagajin Shaozo, urgently reported and requested that the troops of Rentoushan be withdrawn into the city to defend it! ”

In contemplation, Ken Yamanoda, chief of staff of the brigade, walked to Oda Matsuji's side, lowered his head slightly and whispered.

"No, Rentou Mountain is the commanding heights outside the East Gate, once you give up, it is tantamount to asking for a dead end. Order the 103rd Infantry Brigade of the 3rd Wing Miyaban Nagajin Shaozo to keep the commanding heights of Rentou Mountain! Otherwise, military law is engaged! Oda Matsuji, who was looking at the map, waved his hand and refused without hesitation.