Chapter 567 smashed his head and slammed his head

Song Feng led the first group and ran to the nearest tank.

"My eyes are wider, the target is the Iron King Eight in front, I can see it, its head is facing the mountain, let's touch it from behind the fart. Listen to Lao Tzu, after touching it, don't get too close, thirty or forty meters away, as soon as the mountain fires, you will throw these guys in your hands on it. As soon as the gasoline burns, let's watch how these little devils are burned to jerky. Let's take action. Song Feng ordered softly.

Although the tanks of the Kwantung Army in Manchuria are not very large, the firepower configuration on them is still very strong: the tank division is generally equipped with 100 light tanks and 335 medium tanks, and today's two tanks are all medium tanks assigned to the Kwantung Army at Benxi Lake.

THIS MEDIUM TANK WAS EQUIPPED WITH A 50 SHORT GUN (CALIBER 50MM), AND ABERDEEN ADDED TWO MACHINE GUNS TO THE TANK TO ACCOMMODATE MOUNTAIN WARFARE. This kind of iron guy who combines distance and melee combat, since he entered the Kanto, has never met an opponent.

The ten people in the first group led by Song Feng touched the back of the tank's fart, raised his right hand fiercely, and sent a signal.

As soon as I saw his gesture, all the light and heavy firepower at the foot of the mountain opened fire instantly, and the two tanks clanged three times, and even the little devil sitting in the tank was a little confused.

More than a dozen machine guns at the foot of the mountain were so sudden, although they failed to penetrate the iron sheet of the tank, but this way of playing still surprised the little devils in the tank. These little devils did not dare to be careless, and the machine guns and muzzles were adjusted, and they fought back violently against the machine guns that came at them.

Song Feng couldn't let go of this opportunity: "Listen to Lao Tzu, call me, and burn these two Iron Kings for me." He shouted, ran two steps forward, then made a sharp stop, raised his right hand, and then leaned forward with his upper body, "Yo", a big green bottle filled with gasoline, drew an arc in mid-air, "snapped", and fell on the top of the tank more than 30 meters away.

The "bang......" was just a blink of an eye, and the roof of the tank "soared", and a flame rose into the air.

If there is a first, there will be two, three, and four...... Before the flames could fully ignite, a chaotic sound of "ping-pong" was heard, followed by five or six gasoline bottles smashing at each other.

Speaking of gasoline, it's a good thing, sticky fire, and this kind of gasoline bomb was invented by Mengzi.

Mengzi didn't waste any gasoline that he snatched from the little devils, and made all of it into this kind of gasoline bombs, which were specially used to deal with the tanks and ironclad cars of the Japanese.

There were more than 20 people in the two groups and more than 20 bottles of gasoline, although they could not all be thrown on the body of the tank, but the five or six pieces that could be thrown were completely sufficient, and the gasoline that was not thrown into the tank was not far from the tank, either on the left or on the right.

As soon as the gasoline bottle fell, no matter where it fell, there were fireballs rising into the air, and one or twenty fireballs were connected together in an instant, and in less than two minutes, these two iron kings, who were not afraid of heaven and earth, hid in the sea of fire.

"Captain, why didn't you see the little devils in Iron King Eight running out?" A member of the team asked, lying on a large rock on the side of the road, looking at the sea of fire with his eyes wide open.

"These bastards are not stupid, such a fire, can they still survive if they climb out? If my guess is correct, the little devil in the tank has long since turned into a puff of smoke. Let's go, don't look at it, there's nothing left. Song Feng said with a sigh. Although it is an opponent, after all, it is a big living person, so it will not be in a good mood if it is burned to the point that there is not even a bone left.

Seeing that the two tanks were almost burned, Song Feng turned around and took his two groups of men and horses to the top of the mountain.

"Captain Song, if it weren't for you...... Needless to say, you are my savior, please accept the worship of my little brother" As soon as Song Feng returned to the formation of the head of the group at the foot of the mountain, the head of the group knelt on the ground with a "plop", and the "bangbang" was two heads, and then stood up and said.

"Hurry up, don't say that. We are our own brothers, the family doesn't speak two words, there is no help or no help, as long as it is a devil, it is what the brothers should do. Actually, if it weren't for these horses you brought here to attract the firepower on the tank, these two Iron Kings would be really difficult to deal with, a regiment commander, I will go to the top of the mountain to have a look, and the heavy responsibility here will be handed over to you. Song Feng said politely.

Dispose of these two tanks, and Liu Dagou's sniper battle will be much simpler.

But the Kwantung Army under the mountain did not give up, and organized wave after wave of powerful offensives against the mountains on both sides.

Speaking of which, Asumode, a little devil, really put a lot of effort into this sweep, used a lot of brains, and played a lot of tricks: first, he sent two teams to sneak attack the team, and then two tanks suddenly rushed through the sniper point and attacked the mountain from both sides. Then divide the ironclad vehicles following the tank into two teams and attack the top of the hill to suppress the fire.

Although the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the two tanks that rushed through the sniper point played a certain role: the Kwantung Army divided the trucks that were blocked behind by the snipers in two, and under the cover of the powerful fire of tanks and ironclad vehicles under the mountain, organized a strong attack from the sides of the mountains on both sides.

At this time, after Song Feng solved the threat of the tank, he reduced the burden of the Bushan volunteers, but the ironclad car and the two teams that attacked halfway up the mountain still entangled them to the death, and the two sides fought inseparably.

For sniper warfare, whether it is the Kwantung Army or the Volunteer Army, everyone understands in their hearts that in order to have enough certainty of victory: first, there must be a geographical advantage, second, there must be strong firepower, that is, sufficient ammunition, third, there must be enough troops, and fourth, there must be considerable patience and not be in a hurry.

Needless to say, before entering the position, Dong Hao had already built a solid position on the mountains on both sides, even if he wanted to stay here permanently.

In terms of weapons and equipment, the Anti-United Nations is even more shotguns for artillery: their own firepower is not counted, and the volunteers also gave them enough long guns, short cannons and ammunition, and they dare not say anything else, the current firepower has more than doubled compared with the previous anti-United Nations. What they are lacking is the experience of fighting the little devils, the ability to adapt to changes on the battlefield, and the ability to grasp the overall situation.

Song Feng led his men up to the top of the mountain, and saw several of Yao Zhenshan's subordinate officers with red eyes, begging to rush down the mountain to fight to the death with these little devils and the Imperial Association Army who were attacking the upper part of the mountain from the side.

Seeing that these leaders of the Anti-Japanese Federation were very excited, Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Commander Yao, our task is to hold this Liu Dagou, and when the ambush battle is over, our task will be completed, and we must not rush down impulsively." I have four or five hundred people here, all of whom are forced to the side, so that the pressure can be relieved. ”

"Old Song, you came over just in time. The tanks have been solved, and the most powerful firepower under the mountain is the four ironclad vehicles, as you can see, the little devils and traitors on the side have already rushed to the halfway up the mountain, I thought about it for a while, if we rush down in one go, give these bastards a two-sided attack, it won't take two hours, and we can end the sniper battle here. Commander Yao held the binoculars and looked down the mountain while saying to Song Feng eagerly.

"Commander, when I was down the mountain, I took a closer look, except for these iron guys under the mountain who were fighting, the little devil didn't have any other heavy firepower, which was a bit abnormal.

There are three squadrons of the Kwantung Army at the foot of the mountain, and according to the normal configuration, there should be at least six mortars and no less than six heavy machine guns, plus a regiment of the Imperial Allied Army, I think their heavy firepower is more than that.

Commander, take a look at these people who rushed up the mountainside, there are no little devils in them, all of them are the Imperial Cooperative Army, and the number is only about 500 people, and they are not actively rushing, just looking for good cover and trying to attract our firepower.

In this way, there are at least a thousand people and quite terrifying firepower under the mountain. These people and firepower are not here to sell stupidity, so what do they want to do if they don't attack? Song Feng said euphemistically.

"Old Song is too worried. You see, even if there are still a thousand people under the mountain, there are three thousand people on the mountains on both sides, and there is so much heavy firepower, if the little devils really want to give us an ambush, we can also tear their encirclement to pieces. The second head of the Anti-Japanese Federation stood beside Song Feng and said unconvinced. Since the day the Anti-Japanese Federation raised the banner, he has never fought such a happy battle, and he doesn't want to let go of the opportunity to expand the results of the battle and completely annihilate the little devils and the Imperial Allied Army.

"What Captain Song said makes sense, but the little devil's tank has lost fire support, and there are only four Iron King Eight left under the mountain, no matter how big their ability is, they can't turn the sky. In this way, Second Regiment Commander, you take five hundred people and attack from the side to see how these guys react. Captain Song, this piece of side Ji is under your command, you cover it, no problem, right? Commander Yao ordered with some reluctance.

To tell the truth, Song Feng disagreed with Yao Zhenshan's order from the bottom of his heart, but there was no way, this is the position of the Anti-Japanese Federation, and the commander is Yao Zhenshan, no matter how much Song Feng says, it will not play a role, and it will attract disgust, all he can do is to implement it.

"Don't worry, keep it safe. All of them, come with me, set up all the machine guns, and cover the second regiment commander and their movements. After Song Feng finished speaking, he carried a machine gun, found a safe bunker, and fought against the Imperial Alliance army on the mountainside.

At this time, the second regiment commander was very happy. Although the commander did not agree to the suggestion of rushing down the mountain, as long as he succeeded in attacking on the flank, he would fight back these Imperial Allied troops who rushed up, or even wipe them out, this credit would be not small.

"Brothers, the time has come to show your face, listen to my orders, bring more grenades, and touch me down." The second regiment commander grabbed four grenades and pinned them to his waist, waved the shell gun, and ordered loudly.

Attacking from the top of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, although the number of people on both sides is the same, it still has a great advantage. In addition, the morale of these anti-union forces is booming, so before the second regiment commander finished speaking, everyone rushed down the mountain with a "whoop".

The team of about 500 men rushed out less than 200 meters when suddenly, heavy machine guns and artillery shells that were strafing from the middle of the mountain and the foot of the mountain smashed like a sudden hailstorm.

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