The Japanese had already assaulted the edge of the airfield, and as soon as they conquered the positions to the east, the airfield would be open to them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis temptation prompted the Japanese to storm the salient day and night, even uncharacteristically ignoring the heavy casualties of the troops.

From the beginning of the attack on this salient, the Japanese army was constantly surprised.

At the beginning, Izuo Kazuo was surprised by the difficulty of the attack, when he commanded the first brigade to advance from two directions towards the airfield, he suffered a lot of losses, and when he saw the position clearly after dawn, he rushed to be annoyed and angry, this salient is not large, at best it can only accommodate the strength of a squadron, but a large group of troops attacked for more than an hour but was stunned and could not take it. Especially since the defenders are still a group of rebels, which makes him feel even more unrecognizable.

After dawn, Kazuo Iza finally showed off their killer features. More than a dozen chariots roared towards the salient, and one after another shells exploded on the positions of the Protector Army.

Captain Putian Jili of the No. 1 Squadron of the Sixth Squadron of the Third Brigade of the Army was lying on his cover, and the creaking sound of the tracks of the Japanese tanks crushing on the ground clearly reached his ears.

"It's about three or four hundred meters away," he guessed in his heart.

For him, who was originally from the Japanese army, the chariot coming from the opposite side was all too familiar to him. The Type 89 B medium tank, an improved version of the Type 89 A tank, has increased its artillery from 37 mm to 57 mm, and its auxiliary armament has changed from 2 Type 91 6.5 mm machine guns to 2 7.7 mm vehicle-mounted machine guns, but the armor is still as weak as ever, even the frontal armor is only 17 mm, not to mention the side armor, which is only a measurable 15 mm.

This Japanese chariot unit fought very carefully, honestly moving forward step by step, as long as it thought there was movement, it would fire a burst of artillery fire, and did not easily disperse the formation.

However, no matter how thin the chariot is, it is still a chariot, and it is still not something that only lightly armed infantry can easily deal with. Moreover, these more than a dozen chariots are also particularly cunning, always turning their fronts forward, slowly turning left and right, and a machine gunner not far from Putian Geely tried to shoot a shuttle of bullets at a chariot, but there was no other effect except flashing a few sparks.

"Yaga!"

Putian Jili scolded in a low voice, looking at the familiar chariot, the familiar flag and the familiar figure in the distance, he felt extremely heartwarming. The feeling of being a comrade-in-arms yesterday and an enemy today is simply terrible.

"Putian-kun, the enemy's chariot is coming, what are we going to do?"

A voice sounded next to him, and Putian Jili looked back and saw that it was another soldier in his team, Cao Chang Changye Koji.

"What else can I do, either call the artillery behind to knock them out, or I can only send a forward team to take the initiative to kill them." Putian Jili said helplessly.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Commander Cao, our chariot is coming, we don't have the weapons to resist at all, let's surrender, after all, we were originally the imperial army!" At this time, a soldier next to him said tremblingly.

Putian Jili immediately became angry when he heard this, and without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and slapped the soldier twice, and he scolded while slapping: "Baga...... You idiot, do you think they'll spare you now that you surrender? As soon as you get out, they'll tear you up and feed the dogs, if you don't believe me, you can go out and try it now! ”

The companions around him also looked at this private with idiotic eyes, everyone turned out to be mixed in the same unit, and of course they knew the strictness of the Japanese military law. The first article in the Japanese infantry drill clearly states that the last bullet should be kept for yourself, and never be taken prisoner, it will only bring shame on you and your family.

On the issue of prisoners, the attitude of the Japanese army has always been resolute. Once you are taken prisoner, even if you escape back to your original army, you will only be disemboweled. The captives are still like this, not to mention participating in the National Protector Army against the Emperor, why the scale of the Japanese National Protector Army formed by Su Jin is getting bigger and bigger, that is, because all the Japanese soldiers and officers who have been prisoners understand that they who have been prisoners will not be able to go back in this life, and if they don't want to die, they can only honestly participate in the National Protector Army.

Although the Japanese government has continued to promote the spirit of bushido and call on soldiers to serve the emperor with death over the past few hundred years, ants are still greedy for life, and survival is the instinct of human beings, which is also the reason why the Japanese army has continued to grow.

"Get down on your stomach and watch out for the grenadiers!"

Suddenly, a soldier shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

Several huge explosions rang out around, and it was the Japanese army on the opposite side firing grenadiers to cover the advance of those 89 tanks.

Grenadiers and artillery shells fired from combat vehicles continued to explode around the bunkers where Putian Jili and others were hiding. Fragments of cannonballs screeched wildly and flew wildly, digging deep into their identified targets, or colliding back and forth in the air, only to reluctantly roll on the ground to reveal their stunning bodies until they ran out of kinetic energy.

"Ah......h

A soldier of the Protector Army, who could not dodge, happened to be hit by a 57-mm tank gun fired by a Type 89 tank, and the whole person was blown into several pieces and flew into the air, and by the time he landed, he was already a mass of minced meat.

"Knock...... Knock knock ......"

Type 89 chariots slowly advanced while firing at the position, followed by hundreds of Japanese soldiers behind these chariots. This position put a lot of pressure on the defenders, and although a number of light and heavy machine guns were constantly pouring bullets on the vehicles, the bullets failed to penetrate the nickel-chromium steel armor that had been carburized on the surface.

Looking at the chariot that was slowly approaching less than two hundred meters away from them, Putian Jili showed a look of despair in his eyes, could it be that they really want to die here today?

Just when Putian Jili closed his eyes and waited for death, a whimpering whistling sound sounded in the air. When this voice sounded, the eyes of both sides of the battle showed a look of horror, and experienced veterans knew that whenever they heard this sound on the battlefield, it must be that one side used large-caliber heavy artillery.

"Woo......"

"Boom ......"

The heavy and hurried sound was fleeting, and then an earth-shattering sound sounded, and a cannonball miraculously hit a moving Type 89 chariot.

At that moment, Putian Jili's heart seemed to stop beating, and his brain was at a loss.

When dozens of kilograms of shells smashed heavily on the body of the Type 89 chariot, which was only 12 tons, a bright flower suddenly bloomed on the chariot, and a cluster of hot metal jets pierced the top of the chariot in an instant. This was also the most gorgeous metal flower that Putian Jili had ever seen in his life, and he watched in amazement as the chariot disintegrated in this bouquet of flowers. Detonating cart ammunition lifted the turret open, and the shattered body of the chariot shone eerily in a stream of fire, turning the once-formidable steel behemoth into an unsightly pile of scrap metal.

Before Putian Jili could come to his senses, more shells fell one after another in the queue of the Japanese attack.

With the shrill screech of shells gliding through the air, an earth-shattering explosion rang out at the front of the position. The ground was shaken again, and the rubble fell on the helmets and shoulders of the Putian Jili and other soldiers of the National Protector Army along with the dirt. It was not until after the explosion was over that Putian Jili let go of the fingers that were blocking his ears.

In the breaking blow just now, although Putian Geely and the others were one or two hundred meters away from the explosion point, Putian Geely still felt that his entire stomach was churning by the explosion just now, and the feeling of wanting to vomit but not being able to vomit was so painful that Putian Geely could only lean on the side of the trench and gasp for breath.

They were all so uncomfortable hundreds of meters away from the explosion site, let alone the Japanese troops at the center of the explosion. The chariots were blown up and staggered by the strong shock wave, and the unlucky ones were directly lifted and rolled a few times. As for the infantry who were originally following the chariot, it was even worse, when the first round of artillery fire ended, most of the hundreds of Japanese soldiers who were originally following the chariot disappeared, and the rest were all lying on the ground and did not dare to move.

At this moment, there was a burst of fierce military trumpets from behind the position, and a soldier in a gray military uniform rushed from behind, shouting slogans and rushing towards the Japanese troops in front.

"It's reinforcements, our reinforcements are coming!" The soldiers on the battlefield almost jumped for joy, this excitement had nothing to do with nationality and identity, they could only be happy to be able to continue to live.

On a flat ground to the east of the airport, Su Jin held a telescope and quietly watched the scene happening in front of him.

This is war. There are no flowers, no fresh air, not even a quiet sky, only deadly bullets and artillery fire, only the choking smoke that fills the surroundings, and the Grim Reaper who hides in the dark corners of the night and can push you down the abyss of death from exhaustion at any moment.

Everyone is nervous by this war, looking for each other's weaknesses and looking for opportunities to deal a fatal blow to the opponent.

Before crossing over, Su Jin learned about the cruelty of war from countless film and television materials and reincarnated veterans, but no matter what others said, Su Jin could only taste the war with imagination. But when he experienced it himself, he knew what war was like: despair in hope, frustration in excitement, exhaustion in sobriety, and often just one night of fighting would make you taste many unforgettable experiences in life. This is war! Everyone seems to be passing by quickly, and a one-night experience can make you old.

Behind Su Jin stood two big sas wearing the uniforms of the Protector Army, they were Guan Yuan Taro and Iwasaki Taro. At this time, the two of them also showed excitement on their faces. In their opinion, Su Jin, as the supreme commander of the Third Army, could completely ignore his own people and retreat independently, and now he would personally rush to the airport to reinforce them for the sake of their troops, such a behavior and how noble, how wise his previous behavior was to follow His Excellency the General!

Su Jin naturally didn't know that he had inadvertently harvested two brainless fans, only to see him turn his head and say to the two: "Guan Yuan Taro, Iwasaki Taro, now is a good opportunity to launch a counterattack, you immediately go down and command the troops to cooperate with my guard regiment to launch a counterattack against the enemy outside the airport, since they dare to stretch out their claws to come, then don't complain about cutting off this claw!" ”

Looking at the murderous aura that flashed on Su Jin's face, Taro Guan Yuan and Taro Iwasaki secretly shuddered, and hurriedly answered loudly and went down immediately, even if they were stupid, they knew that His Excellency the General was in a bad mood now, and it was better not to touch this moldy head.

Su Jin, who was in a hurry, finally arrived at the airport, but what he was presented in front of was the shivering expatriates hiding in the south of the airport, the outskirts of the airport where gunfire was loud, and several planes destroyed by stray bullets and shells, all of which made Su Jin feel sincerely annoyed.

If the Huludao airport is really terminated by the Japanese themselves, then not only will dozens of fighters on the airport be at risk of being destroyed or even captured by the enemy, but more importantly, the follow-up plan will be greatly affected, you must know that the construction of an airport that can accommodate the take-off and landing of C-54 large transport planes requires a lot of effort, and there is no need to complete it without a month's effort. If they really had to delay for another month, I am afraid that their little force would be swallowed up by the swarming Japanese troops.

Chief Su was furious, and the consequences were serious. Under Su Jin's strict order, more than 3,000 soldiers of the Japanese Protector Army and more than 3,000 soldiers of the Guard Regiment launched an attack on the Seventh Wing under the cover of more than 20 No. 4 tanks.

"Retreat...... Everyone hurried to retreat......"

At the command post, less than two kilometers from the airfield, Major General Yoshiyoshi Akiyama looked desperately at the enemy who was coming back towards them in the distance, and his face showed a look of despair.

The soldiers of the Ninth Division are brave, and the soldiers from the three prefectures of Toyama, Ishikawa, and Fukui have always been known for their bravery, from the Russo-Japanese War, the Battle of Lushun to the Battle of Hangzhou Bay in the Battle of Songhu, and then to the Battle of Nanjing, the Battle of Xuzhou, the Battle of Wuhan and other battles, the fighting spirit of the Ninth Division is very tenacious regardless of whether the battle goes smoothly or not.

But today, this unit, which had always been heavily valued by the Tokyo base camp, was pressed and beaten by another force, and under the cover of tanks under the roaring cannon, countless soldiers in gray military uniforms and khaki military uniforms were knocking down a soldier who dared to resist to the ground, and the bravery that the empire had always admired was completely useless at this moment.

What particularly surprised Akiyama Yoshiyoshi was that the Huaxia soldiers who rushed to the front were actually firing while charging, and the weapons of these people were all semi-automatic weapons or even automatic weapons, looking at a fallen soldier, Akiyama Yoshiyoshi had no choice but to give the order to retreat. (To be continued.) )