Tank battles between Japan and the United States broke out again, and the fierce clatter of steel collided together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The turret of an M48 heavy tank was solidly hit by a 100mm armor-piercing round, which immediately raised black smoke. As soon as the two surviving American armored soldiers jumped out of the car, they were immediately torn to pieces by the 25mm machine guns on the Japanese armored vehicles.

"Farkyo!"

Witnessing the tragic death of his comrades, Benjamin's heart rose with a cloud of anger, turned the muzzle of the gun and blasted out an armor-piercing bullet, viciously hitting the Type 99 armored reconnaissance combat vehicle, in the dull explosion, the air waves rolled and the fire spurted out from all corners of the armored car, and several Japanese soldiers opened the hatch covered in fire, ran out, dancing and howling in all directions......

Through the scope, Benjamin saw that the No. 9 car driven by Johnson was also rampage on the battlefield, and several Japanese-made Type 99 infantry fighting vehicles were overturned by him in a row. The 7.62mm side-by-side machine gun fired at the fleeing Japanese vehicle-mounted infantry in all directions.

A Type 99 main battle tank that was turning its gun to prepare for a sneak attack was blasted open by Johnson Shun with a two-company rapid-fire explosion, and the piercing and terrible sound of the armor ignited the entire tank, and the fireball lifted the entire turret out of the hull, and no one had time to escape from the Type 99 main battle tank.

"Well done!" Benjamin couldn't help but cheer.

The losses of the American troops were not much less than those of the attacking Japanese troops. Several M48s and M4s were smashed into flames by Japanese Type 99 tanks. Crackling ammunition exploded in all directions. The artillery suffered heavy losses, especially the towed artillery, and many of the artillery positions were blown into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron by the heavy artillery companies of the Japanese counterattack.

Major General Wainwright's heart was almost dripping blood. Elite troops are being consumed bit by bit. But the frontal defensive battle forced him to hold on.

Apari is so close to Manila. The journey of less than two hundred kilometers was only a few hours for the heavy mechanized units of the Japanese army. So he had to be firmly crucified here, even if it was to fight to the last man.

Japanese naval artillery was still bombarding, and helicopter gunships were once again roaring over the battlefield, this time accompanied by AD-1 fighter-attack planes taking off from aircraft carriers.

Two AD-1 Sky Raider attack planes roared past the US defensive positions, and under the belly of the plane, several black spots fell waddledly.

"Cluster bombs!" Someone on the ground screamed in horror.

The few M41 self-propelled guns immediately began to slowly shift positions. But two M41s were a little slower, and the cluster bombs with parachutes in the tail landed precisely on the rear artillery position, setting it on fire. Two M41 self-propelled guns, which were too late to be transferred, were also blown into the air.

One after another, the Japanese Mi-4 armed attack helicopters fiercely knocked on the heads of the US M4 Sherman tanks, and for a time the flames soared into the sky.

"Attention! Note! All car groups pay attention to air defense evasion! Benjamin's hoarse shouts were interrupted by the clutter on the on-board radio, and the company was directed to retreat and move while releasing smoke jamming bombs.

The two Japanese Mi-4 helicopter gunships turned left and circled, and the dense rocket nests mounted under the short wings flashed in flames, pointing directly at the retreating armored B company.

Benjamin could almost feel the breath of death, and it seemed that even today he had to be planted on this battlefield.

A moving self-propelled anti-aircraft gun suddenly stopped, and the muzzle of the gun continuously sprayed fire at the Japanese helicopter gunship in mid-air. The high-explosive warhead burst into a kiss of death, quickly engulfing half of the fuselage of a Mi-4 helicopter gunship. The four-bladed huge propeller turned in vain, and the wreckage of the helicopter was scattered everywhere, and two Japanese pilots were killed on the spot in the shattered cabin.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other plane immediately gave up the attack on the US armored forces on the ground, pulled up the plane, quickly turned around, and fled.

On the ground, the Japanese army once again launched a rare group charge, and the entire American defense line was once again baptized with blood and fire.

The Japanese never skimped on their firepower against targets that threatened the attack. Soon, four AD-1 attack aircraft covered the area where the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun was located with an overwhelming array of cluster bombs.

Several Type 99 main battle tanks covered the crowds of infantry and took the opportunity to rush in, and suddenly the guns rang out. Intermittent grenades exploded one after another. Several wounded soldiers who had not had time to evacuate were crushed and under the tracks by the Japanese tanks that turned on the spot......

Bruce Wiley watched as only two of his tank troops escaped, but he looked so powerless that he could only watch his comrades die.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! Da Da ......" In the non-stop sound of point fire, Rodman, who gritted his teeth and fired at the Japanese army, his eyes were red, and he witnessed the final failure of the anti-armor impact of the tank unit, and no one was psychologically happy.

Densely thrown grenades and a torrential rain of bullets rained down on the Japanese infantry.

The Japanese infantry, who were lying on their stomachs, and the American soldiers on the position engaged in a hand-to-hand fire.

Bullets grazed the steel helmets of both sides, and Rodman's machine-gun position was already the target of public criticism. A dense rain of 6.5mm bullets sent the foxhole to pieces, and two Japanese-made Type 98 squad machine guns (56 light machine guns adapted to the Japanese version) sprayed flames wildly, firing wildly, desperately suppressing Rodman so that he could not look up.

Seeing that Rodman was suppressed by the fire of the Japanese infantry, Bruce Willy secretly screamed "Oops", three Japanese infantry were crawling perfectly close to Rodman's foxhole, and one guy was trying to pull out a grenade.

Seeing this, Bruce Willie quickly took off the two grenades on the tactical vest with slightly trembling and trembling hands, pulled the tabs, and without thinking, quickly threw them at the three Japanese soldiers.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

With two explosions, countless broken fragments ruthlessly tore through the yellow and colored uniforms of the Japanese infantry, bursting out with bloody flowers.

In the face of the sudden attack, the Japanese machine gun crew immediately shifted the target, and the whistling bullets crushed Bruce Willy to death in the foxhole, the 50mm 89 grenadier "tom", and the flying prefabricated fragments danced wildly on Bruce Willy's head with a grim smile.

"Fack!"

Bruce Willy spat the mud and sand in his mouth, raised the M14 assault rifle in his hand and poked out of the pit to shoot indiscriminately.

The jumping shell deftly ejected from the shell thrower, and a fiery and hot shell fell on Bruce Willie's big leg, burning his teeth for a while, even though he was still covered with a thick combat uniform.

With a "quack", the bullet jammed.

"Shet!" Bruce Wiley quickly retracted the gun, quickly recalled the manual for the new assault rifle that had just been assembled with the U.S. Army, and then troubleshooted, exiting the jammed bullet.

The Japanese infantry took the opportunity to rush over. Bruce Willie could clearly hear the footsteps of the approaching Japanese troops.

It's too late! Bruce Willie subconsciously grabbed the only grenade beside him, ready to fight the Japanese monkey.

"Dada......"

After being silent for a while, the MG42 general-purpose machine gun happily played a symphony of death.

Rodman's machine gun went off at the critical moment, sending blood to the Japanese infantry. The Japanese soldier closest to Bruce Willie's foxhole was cut off by three 7.62mm warheads fired at high speed, and the crimson blood splattered everywhere, and even his head was about to fall off, only a thin wave was attached.

(To be continued.) )