"Boom!" The shell hit the thick pig's head shield armor of the sword assault gun, and because of the relatively close distance, the lethality of the Type 97 tank gun was not weak, and the protective shield of the assault gun had a world-large bullet hole, and a small crack appeared next to it, and it seemed that it could not experience any more blows. The crew members inside were also knocked out by this shelling.

The tanks and guns on both sides came and went, and at this time, the infantry on both sides were not idle.

"Quick, quick, drip, take over the armored forces in front!" In the course of the battle, the Japanese army had already destroyed four tanks one after another, although they also destroyed one of the opponent's assault guns, and seriously injured another assault gun and Gao Zhishan's Tomahawk tank, but there was some luck just now. Moreover, all of the tanks they destroyed were Type 97 tanks that rushed to the front as the main force. It is also these main forces that can really pose a threat to the tanks of the Northwest Army. As for the Type 95 light tank in the back, in this kind of melee, there is some soy sauce component. Can't afford to carry much of a burden.

As a grenadier urgently established after copying the grenadier of the Northwest Army, he also undertook the heavy task of dealing with the armored forces of the Northwest Army. The Japanese army has never lacked courage, and although these soldiers who have been baptized by the spirit of bushido are not as good as those white soldiers in terms of physique, they are among the best in the world at this time in terms of combat quality, hard-working, and brave spirit.

Squadron Leader Aso, a grenadier, urgently led a group of soldiers, carrying bazookas produced by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, either following behind the tanks or in relatively hidden grass, looking for every opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the tanks of the Northwest Army.

Da-da-da-da

The members of the tank crew of the Northwest Army obviously discovered this scene, because the Japanese army's early rocket launchers had a relatively short range, in this kind of battlefield where shells were chaotic, except for concealment, there was no other means of self-preservation, after all, they had to try to get close to the tanks of the Northwest Army, close to a fairly close distance. In such a small and close situation, in the face of several, if not more, machine guns, and even artillery hits. These grenadiers look somewhat like sub-sexual objects.

Da-da-da

The on-board machine gun on the tank, under the operation of the machine gunner, was swept out mercilessly. More than one, at least four machine guns, facing a place less than 200 meters wide, how dense the firepower made the Japanese soldiers who broke through to the front feel like encountering a storm of bullets. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers in front of them screamed and fell to the ground. The latter ones are also pressed to the ground.

"Kill!"

The Czech-style machine gun also swept a string of bullets in this direction. The North-Western armored forces, accompanied by the infantry, naturally will not be idle. The dense interweaving of light machine gun shells and the on-board machine guns on the tank created a no-man's land nearby.

Luck can play a role on the battlefield, but on the battlefield, it ultimately depends on strength. After the initial disadvantage, the Tomahawk tank relied on its rough and thick armor and strong firepower, and fired one cannon after another, unless it was empty, as long as the other was hit, no Japanese tank was spared.

The casualty ratio on both sides widened dramatically.

"Quick, pick up the people in that tank and get down!" The accompanying infantrymen behind should stride forward when they saw the lid on the Tomahawk tank, which had been crushed by the canopy, open.

Sou!

Several rockets were ejected from the barrel.

Rumble! The nearest Japanese Type 95 tank was beaten into a torch.

Company Commander Chen led his soldiers to risk their lives forward, dozens of infantry quickly set up defenses on the side, and several grenadiers continued to look for favorable firing positions. Several other soldiers climbed into the tank and picked up the crew inside.

"Damn*, I'm going to die." Gao Zhishan was the first to burst out of it, and the Japanese bullets clanged on the tank. Gao Zhishan climbed down the armor of the Japanese army with his back to him. Before he could react, he was pushed to the ground by the soldiers on the ground.

Boom, the sudden explosion knocked off the bodies of the two soldiers, Gao Zhishan felt a heat in his neck, and when he touched it with his hand, it was all blood.

"Little devil of Grass Nyima." Gao Zhishan can be regarded as a battle-hardened battle, and several times on the battlefield he encountered the situation where the tank tracks were blown up or the shells were finished. It's not once or twice that he almost died, but compared to staying in the tin can before, there is still some security, and at this time, when he got out of the tank, he realized that he was just flesh and blood, if it wasn't for the two infantry who suppressed him just now, I'm afraid it would be him who would be bleeding. Everyone has only one life on the battlefield, but his comrades used their own lives to exchange him from the ghost gate.

Da-da-da

A rain of bullets swept over the Japanese troops on the opposite side, clanging and slamming into the deck.

Screams rang out one after another, and the two infantrymen who climbed into the tank and came out of the crew also rolled down from it with a miserable howl.

Without the tanks, Gao Zhishan could feel that in this war of ground force conflict, without the protection of armor, this kind of firefight came more tragically, and the living environment of the infantry was even more difficult than that of the tank soldiers.

Gao Zhishan, who saw that his comrades-in-arms kept dying because of the members of the rescue car team, and the tank driver who escaped from behind, all raised their voices and started with the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side when they lifted the guns scattered on the ground. There are not too many sons and daughters on the battlefield, and in the face of dead comrades-in-arms, only by using the lives of Japanese soldiers can the souls of their comrades-in-arms rest in peace.

"Boom!" The grenadiers of the Northwest Army fought back, and another Type 95 tank was destroyed.

"That guy Gao Zhishan has escaped from the iron coffin now, and those infantry brothers are really doing a good job." Tang Yong saw that Gao Zhishan's guy had fled before the Japanese destroyed his mount. I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and then ordered, "I, Lao Hu, and the crew of the army, wear straight from the middle, and Cui Yong and Hu Tianzhi swing their wings out, let these little devils know that our Northwest Armored Force will always be their lingering nightmare, a mountain that they can't cross!" Just like the planes in the sky, the little devils have nothing remarkable except for a little more tank planes. them! ”

"the little devil!"

More than a dozen tanks and assault guns, although they are inferior to the Japanese army in number, but in the battle just now, the Japanese army's Type 97 tanks, which are the main force, have lost several units, while the grenadiers of the Northwest Army have the ability to destroy all the Japanese tanks at a distance of 200 or more meters. In contrast, the Japanese grenadiers had to get close to a hundred or more meters, and they could not effectively destroy such heavy armor as Tomahawks and sword assault guns. In such a harsh war environment, a large number of Japanese troops accompanied the infantry, and the grenadiers died wave after wave as if they were cutting wheat.

The soldier with the red cross logo on his arm carried the stretcher, and the mechanical and electrical personnel who finally climbed out of the tank were lifted onto the stretcher, and before he could take a few steps, a huge impact and explosion sounded almost simultaneously, and the heavy body of the Tomahawk tank swayed several times in the explosion. Two first responders from the health team were also so impacted by the blast wave that they almost fell to the ground.

Japanese tanks had to be close to the threat range of the grenadiers of the Northwest Army in order to effectively threaten the Tomahawk and sword-like armor. Although the Japanese had the advantage in the number of tanks, in fact, with the addition of the grenadiers' bazookas, the tanks of the Northwest Army were not much superior to the Japanese tanks in terms of firepower.

Rumble! Rumble!

The bazooka directly exploded two Japanese soldiers who came over and wanted to kill them.

The tank guns on both sides let out a roar of rage, and the tanks on the ground were destroyed one after another like planes falling from time to time in the sky. It's just that the speed of tank losses is faster than that of planes in the sky.

At this time, the tanks of the two sides formed a sharp contrast, often the Type 97, Type 95 tanks were hit by a shot, almost where the armor was blown away, the ammunition inside was also detonated soon after, and the majestic tank soon turned into a burning iron coffin.

In contrast, the Tomahawk, the sword assault gun, is often hit by the enemy's tank guns, and the huge body only shakes a few times, and the crew members inside are disturbed under the violent impact. Either the time to fire the cannon was slowed down, or the speed at which the tank started was reduced slightly. This huge difference caused not only the Japanese army to lose more tanks in the same time, but also the psychological blow to all Japanese troops. The Northwest military proved that even if they were few in number, they could destroy the confidence of the Japanese army again and again. This kind of gap can't be narrowed by relying on the spirit of bushido, let alone something that these flesh and blood can resist.

Boom, mud and sand flying on the undulating hills, in this kind of transportation is not very convenient, the Japanese army's relatively light Type 92 infantry guns once again played a significant role, and even arrived on the battlefield faster than the Northwest Army's battle defense guns, and compared with the war defense guns that could only shoot flat, the curved fire of the Type 92 infantry guns also repeatedly performed in this kind of place where the field of vision was not very broad.

Along with the mud and sand, the corpses of the soldiers of the Northwest Army were blown away.

"Damn, Little Japan is still not a vegetarian, hurry, notify the 1323 Company to hurry up and come over, it's almost unbearable!" He Changtai yelled backwards.

"Hold on, camp, our plane is coming. It's a flower cat! Amid the cries of surprise from the soldiers on the ground, I saw two planes painted in camouflage rushing towards them from a distance. It's not that high above the ground.

"Oops, it's a ground attack aircraft of the China Army!" At this time, the Japanese troops on the ground suddenly panicked. This is not the first time that this kind of camouflage-colored aircraft has appeared on the battlefield, and almost every time it appears on the battlefield, with its powerful firepower, it can set off a bloody storm against the Japanese positions in the south. Moreover, its strengthened fuselage protection already has a certain defensive capability against ordinary machine rifle cartridges. Almost the nemesis of the Japanese infantry.

Initially, the helicopter in service in the northwest also appeared on the battlefield, although the killing effect on the Japanese army was also very good, but its own protection ability was not very good, the speed was not fast enough, in the face of the Japanese army's performance was very backward fighter jets, it was easy to become the target of killing, after a certain loss, the helicopter has withdrawn from most of the ground operations, after all, the Northwest Air Force has not yet obtained absolute air supremacy at this time. In contrast, the newly commissioned Huamao attack aircraft in the northwest not only has strong firepower, but also has a maximum speed of more than 430 kilometers per hour. It can even snipe most of the Japanese bombers, coupled with its powerful ground attack capability, the ground forces have very high expectations for the cat. However, correspondingly, the higher the expectations of the infantry of the Northwest Army for the cat, the more frightened the Japanese army is.

"Speed up, first take out the Japanese Type 92 infantry guns, and then destroy the Japanese thin-skinned tanks and hit their grenadiers as much as possible. Waiting for the tank troops below to pull out their hands, it will be enough to clean up these little devils on the ground. Wang Lichuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was condescending, and he had a full view of the ground combat situation at a glance.

"Got it, stay a little careful, don't drop the chain at the critical moment last time." Zou Liping, who was piloting the plane, said suddenly.

"Isn't that a former hand-born?" Wang Lichuan's face was hot, this matter has to start with the combat mission more than half a month ago, almost killed a tank of the Northwest Army's ace car crew members, when one of the machine guns swept away his pants and was about to untie his pants, he insisted on hitting the aircraft overhead, and he was so frightened that he urinated in his pants. The machine gunner lost face, and the officer of the tank unit seemed to be very upset about this, and directly sued the top. Wang Lichuan could have been promoted to major in the Air Force, but it was also because of this incident that he was suppressed. Wang Lichuan naturally showed a big face in the Air Force because of this incident.

Unlike the mainstream Flying Dragon in the Northwest and the newly produced Tenglong fighter, this attack aircraft, affectionately known as the Flower Cat by the infantry, uses a two-seater vehicle. The weapon configuration on the Huamao attack aircraft also had to carry out ground strikes, but also take into account the bombers that attacked the Japanese army, and even dealt with the Japanese fighters. The driver alone simply does not have enough energy to take care of a large number of combat missions.

Tom tom

SKILLED AERIAL ARTILLERY SHOT OUT, ALTHOUGH THE IMPROVED VERSION OF THE FLOWER CAT IN ORDER TO INCREASE THE ABILITY TO DESTROY THE JAPANESE TANK, THE AIRCRAFT ARTILLERY BEGAN TO TRY TO ADD 37MM CALIBER, AND EVEN BEGAN TO INSTALL ROCKETS WITH A LARGER CALIBER INSTEAD OF 20MM AERIAL GUNS, BUT THESE TAKE TIME, AT THE MOMENT AS THE LARGEST ATTACK OF THE FLOWER CAT, OR 20MM AERIAL GUNS.

Bang! The upper part of the body of the Japanese soldier who was shot was directly blown into pieces of flesh by the bombardment of the aerial artillery, and the lower half of the mutilated leg was still twitching in a pool of blood. Although the lethality of the 20MM cannon is not as good as that of the cannon with a larger caliber, the bloody effect caused by it is more shocking because of the not too great lethality.

Rumble!

After dealing with part of the Japanese troops near the Type 92 infantry guns, the Flower Cat attack aircraft dropped the only aerial bomb it carried. The rising flames and smoke blew up the Type 92 infantry guns that the Japanese had placed at the front. (To be continued.) )