Chapter 353: Philippine Campaign (2)

"Fack! The Japanese monkey offensive has begun again! ”

Lieutenant Benjamin hurriedly swallowed the last bite of the compressed biscuit made by Donghua, and as the most elite armored unit of the 1st Division of the United States Marine Corps, the 4th Tank Regiment was deployed behind the flank of the entire frontal line of defense and used as a mobile counterattack force. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Calibration 5600 meters, ready, fire!"

The M41 self-propelled artillery units on the positions not far away began to fire a blocking fire. Skimming through meteor-like helicopter swarms at low altitudes, and higher in the sky, fighter jets from both sides once again began a life-and-death aerial dogfight.

"Company commander, the regimental headquarters has come to order, assault! Assault! little Japan! In the driver's seat of the M48 heavy tank, Hanks, a 21-year-old Lobinji boy, shouted excitedly as he covered his tanker's leather hat and headphones.

"Don't worry, Hanks, we must teach little Japan a good lesson today!" Benjamin laughed hoarsely.

In the distance, the huge body of the Japanese Type 99 heavy tank (59 modified Japanese version) has appeared on the horizon of the junction of the sea and level, lined up to form an impact formation, and the heavy sonorous sound of metal shook the earth.

"The whole company has a diamond-shaped horizontal team, press up! Fack! Press it up! Benjamin's eyes were bloodshot and he gave the company the order to attack.

Soon, the Japanese and American tanks began shelling each other, and the smoke of the fire rising from the shells hitting the target continued to rise.

"No. 2 bomb, loaded!" Deputy gunner Hughes feeds a 90mm tracer armor-piercing shell into the chamber and closes the gun door.

"1500 meters away, put!" With Benjamin's roar, a high-speed 90mm tracer armor-piercing projectile pierced the front main armor of a Japanese-made Type 99 tank from the front. The pressure relief plate at the rear of the turret flew into the air in a violent explosion, and the entire vehicle was completely reduced to a pile of burning scrap metal in the explosion of ammunition.

"Hahaha! The small Japanese heavy tank is simply thinner than a hymen! Benjamin felt his blood boiling with the excitement of battle, and his rough howl rang out over the company's shortwave radio: "Next! eon! Little Japanese Monkey! eon! ”

"Company commander, there is a 99 tank in front of you on the left! Watch out! A reminder from his comrades had just come from the headset, and before Benjamin could react, he heard a "bang", and a 100mm armor-piercing bullet hit the frontal armor of the M48 heavy tank commanded by Benjamin.

Suddenly, the entire tank vibrated and the alarm system emitted a piercing hiss.

"Check for damage, report the condition!" Benjamin roared angrily: "Anyone who can still breathe will yell at Lao Tzu twice." ”

"Company commander, I'm fine, it's just a little tinnitus!" Driver Hanks shouted.

"I just scratched a little skin on my arm, and I was slightly injured!" Elder Cannon Jack laughed happily.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy." Deputy gunner Hughes said, shaking his head.

Obviously, God took care of Benjamin's crew today, all four crew members were safe and sound, the main armor of the tank was not penetrated, and the 100mm armor-piercing shell only knocked out the external reactive armor block.

Benjamin quickly turned the turret and immediately locked on to the Japanese Type 99 tank that had just attacked them, and the front armor of the Type 99 tank at a distance of 800 meters was a piece of soft tofu for the 90mm tank gun of the M48 heavy tank.

The whizzing piercing projectile fiercely penetrated the front armor of the Type 99 tank from the front, and the entire tank burst into a ball of fire, and the violent explosion threw the turret five or six meters high, and then smashed down hard, smashing a trailing jeep with recoilless anti-tank rocket launchers to the side.

Benjamin still seemed puzzled, lifted the roof and climbed out of the turret, and fired his 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun at the wreckage of the anti-tank machine, in revenge for the gun.

This mobile jeep equipped with a 120mm recoilless anti-tank rocket launcher is the biggest safety hazard of the M48 tank. This nimble military-armored jeep scurried around the battlefield, far more active than tanks and armored vehicles, and C Company was killed by these guys with half of the M48 tanks.

"Panzer Company A, charge!" Benjamin was obviously so excited by his achievements that he even forgot to get into the turret again, and he felt that maneuvering a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun outside the car and sweeping away the Japanese light armored vehicles and the Japanese infantry who got out of the car felt no worse than bombing an enemy tank.

Red tracer bullets intertwined in the orange rising fireballs, whipping sin like the whip of God and reaping all life like Satan's sickle.

The armored assault group of the Japanese army rushed in like a tidal wave, and soon retreated like a tidal tide of low tide. All that was left was the burning wreckage of the steel chariot and the bloody corpses.

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Bruce Willy, who was lying tightly in the foxhole, had also just returned from a walk around the gates of hell. The Japanese naval guns plowed almost the entire defensive line. Vehicles and human bodies were littered everywhere, and the once lush coastal defense forest was turned into a sea of burning fire. The scorching smell of burnt wood and broken branches made Bruce Willy feel suffocated.

Just three minutes earlier, a 203mm naval artillery shell had hit the company bunker of his infantry company D. The entire company headquarters was completely destroyed in an instant, and everyone in the company headquarters was reduced to scorching pieces of flesh and blood flying in all directions.

"Fack! Shet! What the hell is our Navy doing! Why don't you drive away all the ships of the Japanese Navy! Bruce Willy angrily slammed his fist into the dirt, spitting out a mouth full of sand.

There was no more time for Bruce Willy to blame his own navy, and in the blink of an eye, the Japanese infantry charge was once again pouring in.

The entire defense line was like a volcano erupting after silence, and the dense rain of bullets and bullets kissed the life of every Japanese soldier. The roaring grenades, mortar shells, cannon shells, and rockets of various calibers overwhelmingly smashed in front of the position, and the surging steel fragments spewed out, these Japanese monkeys, who claimed to be invincible in the Southeast Asian theater, deeply understood the heroism and tenacity of the American army.

However, the exposed artillery positions were soon bombarded indiscriminately by Japanese naval guns, air attack planes, and helicopter gunships.

After fighting out the last fighter plane of the US military on Luzon, the Japanese Air Force completely mastered air and sea supremacy in this battlefield. The Mi-4 attack helicopter gunship that took off from the ********** aircraft carrier surged in after the artillery fire was suppressed, flying up and down. The U.S. positions hovering in mid-air and strafing the surface with fireballs and chain cannons covered the Japanese ground forces attacking the increasingly fragile U.S. defense line in waves.

Bruce Willy held his gun in both hands above his head, poked out of the foxhole and fired indiscriminately. At this time, he didn't care whether he could shoot the enemy or not, he just felt that every time he saw a yellow bullet casing being thrown out, the sense of security in his heart would increase.

The U.S.-Filipino coalition has already invested three divisions of defensive forces in this area. The Japanese continued to pour in their forces through the largest maritime port north of Manila, which had already been occupied. In the space of three days, four divisions had already been sent to land, and more Japanese troops were waiting to be disembarked on the landing ships and transports that had gathered on the sea.

(To be continued.) )