"Rush over, rush over!"

Saburo Sato realized the danger almost instantly, because the smoke had spread over, completely enveloping his 501 tank, and what frightened Saburo even more was that there was no wind at all tonight, which made the smoke likely not to disperse for a long time. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

If they don't get out of here soon, they'll choke to death in the smoke!

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The smoke seeping through the lookout holes, shooting holes, and the cracks in the body of the car is becoming more and more abundant, and the cabin is already full of pungent stench, Saburo Sato is coughing so much that he can't straighten his waist, and the tank driver is not much better, and his hands can't even hold the handlebar.

But Saburo Sato knows that he must not give up now, and giving up now is really over.

"Kuroda-san, hold on, cough cough, increase the throttle!" Saburo Sato coughed violently and loudly encouraged the tank driver, who first drove the tank backwards for several meters, and then stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the 501 tank immediately roared and rushed to the front anti-tank trench.

"Boom!" The front edge of the tank collided with the vertical wall of the anti-tank trench, Saburo Sato and the machine gunner could not stand on their feet, and rolled into a ball in the compartment, and the tank driver Kuroda was not much better, and his forehead hit the instrument panel and passed out instantly.

"Yaga, cough, Yaga." Saburo Sato endured the pungent smell and the pain of tearful exchange, rushed over and moved Kuroda's body away, then sat in the driver's seat, drove the tank back a few meters, and then crashed into the anti-tank trench in front of him at full speed again.

"Boom!" After another impact, the vertical wall of the anti-tank trench finally loosened and collapsed in a large piece.

At this time, the smoke in the carriage was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissolve, Saburo Sato couldn't even open his eyes, and the devil machine gunner was so smoked that he couldn't stand it, so he immediately opened the turret flap and escaped from above.

Saburo Sato couldn't open his eyes, so he naturally didn't care about stopping the machine gunner, but with extremely tenacious willpower, he drove the tank back a few meters again, and then slammed the accelerator to the end again, and the 501 tank roared forward again, and the next moment, there was another boom, and then, the front of the 501 car was violently lifted up.

Saburo Sato was overjoyed, and immediately stepped on the accelerator of the tank, and then the tank track made a piercing creaking sound, and then the tank returned to the right again, and finally crossed the damn anti-tank trench.

After driving about ten meters further, Saburo Sato looked out again, only to see that the sight outside the car had returned to clarity, he could already see the road clearly, and the dare had already rushed out of the damn smoke, and at this time, the tank driver Kuroda also woke up and turned around.

Saburo Sato immediately handed over the tank to Kuroda to drive, and then quickly returned to the command post.

However, when Saburo Sato looked back through the rear sight hole, he didn't see a single tank rushing out of the smoke, and it was clear that the rest of the tanks were not as technical as he was.

"Squadron leader, there are Chinese soldiers coming up, what should I do?" The driver, Kuroda, asked in a panic.

Outside the thick smoke, it is not a smooth road, and there are Chinese infantry waiting for them.

Saburo Sato's heart was miserable for a while, if the entire fifth squadron of the tank was lost here, even if he escaped back, the result could only be a death, rather than fleeing back to be tried by a military court in shame, it was better to simply die here, so that he could still be a martyr.

At that moment, Saburo Sato shouted fiercely: "Turn around and rush back, and take the rest of the tanks out." ”

"Hello." The driver, Kuroda, was stunned, immediately drove the tank to turn around on the spot, and then rushed into the thick smoke in front of him without hesitation.

It's just that as soon as he rushed into the smoke, Saburo Sato immediately regretted it.

Because in the smoke where nothing could be seen, it was simply an impossible task to pick up the other tanks, and to make matters worse, after holding out in the smoke for less than half a minute, Saburo Sato and Kuroda began to feel dizzy, which was a precursor to a lack of oxygen.

Kuroda quickly followed in the footsteps of the previous heavy, opened the flap and jumped out of the car.

Saburo Sato held out for ten seconds more than Kuroda, and after holding on for ten seconds, Saburo Sato couldn't stand the smoke anymore and ran out of the turret flap, but before abandoning the car, the little devil still gritted his teeth and threw a grenade into the tank compartment.

By this time, Saburo Sato had also accepted his fate, and the total annihilation of the Fifth Tank Squadron was inevitable, but even if the entire Fifth Tank Squadron was completely destroyed, it was absolutely impossible to hand over any Type 95 light tank to the Chinese intact.

"Who's there, who's there?" Saburo Sato covered his mouth and nose with his gloves, and roared hoarsely as he moved forward in the dark, "All the chariots listen, destroy the chariots immediately, blow up all the chariots, and definitely not leave any chariots to the damn Chinese......"

Before he could finish speaking, Saburo Sato felt someone approaching from behind.

"Who's there?" Saburo Sato Huo Ran turned around and quickly raised the southern-style pistol.

However, before Saburo Sato could shoot, a black figure wearing a gas mask came out of the smoke like a ghost, just reaching out and holding Saburo Sato's right hand holding the gun, Saburo Sato's index finger pressed on the trigger of the pistol could no longer be pulled, and the next moment, there was a flash of cold light.

This cold light has also become Saburo Sato's last perception in this world.

The person who appeared in front of Saburo Sato wearing a gas mask was none other than Han Feng.

He Shuya had already prepared, and after the three main battalions dug anti-tank trenches, Pan Baishun, the leader of the Puxian militia brigade, also led the militia brigade to transport a large amount of human and livestock manure and wheat straw to the scene.

When the fifth squadron of the devil tank entered the ambush circle, the Puxian militia brigade immediately ignited the wheat straw bales and pushed them into the anti-tank trench, and then Han Feng also hurried to the air with donkeys, eagles and pheasants, and then the four of them quickly put on gas masks and entered the smoke to hunt and kill the tank soldiers who could not stand the smoke and abandoned the car and fled.

The Wolves are trained to locate their enemies by hearing, smell, and touch, not by sight, but by hearing, smelling, and touching.

With just one sword, Han Feng cut Sato Saburo's neck.

In normal times, Saburo Sato, who was born in a samurai family, may barely be able to make a few moves with Han Feng, but now Saburo Sato has long been smoked by thick smoke, where can he still be Han Feng's opponent?

A knife resulted in Saburo Sato, and Han Feng continued to walk forward quietly.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" There was a sudden violent coughing sound in front of him.

Han Feng was just an arrow step, and he had already ghostly come to the side of the devil tank soldier who was coughing violently, the tank soldier didn't know that death had come, and he was still coughing violently there, and in the next moment, the bayonet in Han Feng's hand had already pierced the back of the devil tank soldier's head, directly cutting off the medulla oblongata of the back of the devil's head.

The devil tank crew lost all mobility in an instant, and even the sound could no longer be heard.

Han Feng put away the knife again, and the devil tank soldier who had lost consciousness fell down, and then, Han Feng touched the next tank soldier, and in the thick smoke, the coughing sound of the devil tank soldier became the guiding light of the wolf tooth team members, and in less than half a tea before and after, the thirty-nine tank soldiers of the thirteen tanks had been hunted by Han Feng and the four of them.

Han Feng listened for a last moment in the smoke, and made sure that there were no more living devils, so he walked out with the three of them called the donkey, until this time, the smoke shrouded in the area of the "door" shaped anti-tank trench had not yet dissipated, and the "chemical offensive" planned by He Shuya was really ruthless enough.

When Han Feng and the others came out, Mei Jiuling was already waiting with more than forty cadets from the tank company.

Seeing Han Feng coming out, Mei Jiuling immediately asked eagerly, "Fengzi, how are things going?" ”

"It's finished." Han Feng lifted his gas mask and said with a smile, "Thirty-nine devil tank soldiers, all killed." ”

"All thirty-nine devils are killed? That is, there is not a single tank crew left alive! Well done, Fengzi, I owe you a favor! After Mei Jiuling finished speaking, he turned around and yelled, "Let's go, take over the tank!" ”

After speaking, Mei Jiuling put the gas mask on his face, and was the first to rush into the smoke.

At this time, Pan Baishun also led a team of militiamen, wearing gas masks, to dig down the middle section of the anti-tank trench, and then lit a bonfire at the gap.

With the guidance of the firelight, Mei Jiuling and the others quickly drove the tank out of the gap.

In fact, by this time, the thick smoke that hung over the trap had become much thinner.

Mei Jiuling was driving Saburo Sato's 501 tank, and after getting out of the trap, Mei Jiuling immediately parked the tank on the side of the road, then lifted the turret cover, leaned out of the upper body from inside, and shouted excitedly at Han Feng, Pan Baishun and other people who surrounded him: "Haha, get rich, get rich!" Our tank company has really made a fortune this time, wahaha......"

However, as soon as the words fell, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "Jiuling, don't be happy, the first battalion is in front of you to block your tank company, the little devil's offensive is very fierce, the first battalion is fighting very hard, why don't you hurry up and take the tank company to support?" ”

Mei Jiuling looked down, but saw that He Shuya didn't know when he had arrived.

Turning his head to look north, Mei Jiuling really saw a fierce exchange of fire in the southern suburbs of Pucheng, presumably the first battalion of Yang Ba Nan was doing its best to stop the devil infantry from reinforcing from the south.

At that moment, Mei Jiuling yelled at the dozen or so tank soldiers who leaned out of the turret: "Brothers of the tank company, haven't you been looking forward to this day for a long time, so what are you still stunned for?" Slippery, beat the little devils! (To be continued.) )