"Quick, machine gun sweep both sides!" In the roar of the engine, the sound of Chiba Hirakawa's panic did not spread far. However, well-trained Japanese tank soldiers had already operated the tank's machine guns to sweep the weeds and bushes that killed the planes.

Da-da-da-da

Some of the brave soldiers who were half-kneeling on the ground were swept away by the string of machine-gun bullets, and before they could leave any last words, the bazookas fell with the men in the grass, and the blood stained the ground.

Whoosh

The frantic counterattack of the Japanese tanks did not stop the launch of these bazookas. From time to time, rockets still flew out, tearing through the steel armor of the Japanese Type 95 and Type 89 tanks. Destroy these expensive killing weapons. Chiba Hirakawa and the other tank pilots the tank as they frantically retreat in an attempt to get out of the dead zone. However, Li Jintian, who had been fleeing before, had already led his troops to press back at this time. Just now, the grenadiers killed more than a dozen tanks one after another with a bazooka, and Li Jintian couldn't let Chiba Hirakawa calmly pack up the grenadiers and come back to fight him.

More than 20 tanks drove back one after another, and the duel between the two tank clusters also kicked off again, but the difference from before was that under the sneak attack of the grenadiers, the number of Japanese tanks at this time was sharply reduced, and there were only a few more than Li Jintian, and they were still in an extremely unfavorable environment. Under this strong psychological pressure, Chiba Hirakawabe, who had already begun to lose his advantage, was in a panic at this time, and the accuracy of the shelling was lowered again. This is not good for them in the first place. To add insult to injury.

"Fire. Well played! ”

Whoosh, several machine-gun tanks swept through the weeds on either side. He killed a lot of grenadiers. But soon, these tanks also turned into five torches.

"No!" Chiba Hirakawa wailed in pain. Look at the tanks in your sight, one after another, blown into a ball of scrap metal.

"Kill." The few remaining Japanese tanks broke out into the last madness at this time, ignoring the hidden grenadiers on both sides, and at this time the defeat was decided, Chiba Hirakawa understood that even if he went back, he might not be able to escape the situation where the defeated soldiers were punished, and it was better to die on the battlefield than so. Come on with a bang. Die a glorious life, live a humiliating life.

Rumble! A rocket hit the tank of Chiba Hirakawa at the same time as a tank gun. Several personnel inside the tank were brutalized at the same time.

"The Emperor is above, this, what the hell is going on?" The infantry who fell not far behind saw their tanks turning into clumps of scrap metal one after another during the battle, and they couldn't help but be overwhelmed and couldn't even accept what they were seeing. A moment ago, it was clear that they still had the upper hand, pressing the enemy's tanks all the way, but the gap in the first battle was unacceptable to them.

In the blink of an eye, except for six or seven faster Type 95 light tanks that fled back for their lives, this open field. There are tanks everywhere. And, of course, the group of enemy tanks that have been re-pursued. There are still sixteen of them! At this point, the quantitative comparisons have been converted into each other. The previous hunter became the prey of this time.

"Won, our tanks won!" At this time, when the soldiers of the 113th Brigade saw those tank groups with the flag pattern of the Republic of China chasing the Japanese tanks all the way back, they first looked incredulous, and then there was a burst of earth-shaking cheers.

"Impossible, how did these Zhina troops do it?" In the end, only 4 Japanese tanks managed to escape. Previously, under the leadership of the huge tank group, the soldiers of Takagi Yoshito's brigade put on an all-attack formation, and at this time, they pressed the soldiers of the 113th Brigade on the opposite side all the way, and some of the soldiers of the mechanized 2nd Brigade who came over to fight, and once took the opponent's first line of defense, and even the second line of defense was tormented by artillery fire. The Japanese once again used the charge of the brigade group, like a raging wave crashing against the defending line. Artillery fire erupted on the positions of the defenders. The positions on both sides were littered with corpses, almost rivers of blood, and the shoes of the soldiers in the trenches fell and stepped on the fishy smell of blood.

At this time, the sturdy sixteen tanks roared back again, like an extremely sharp knife stabbed into the Japanese offensive formation, and the soldiers who had not had time to escape were swept down by the machine guns on the tanks, or were directly crushed into pulp.

"This, how is this possible!" When Yoshito Takagi saw this scene in the telescope, his hand shook and if it weren't for the strap on the telescope, the precious object almost fell to the ground. But Yoshito Takagi's shock could not undo the fact that the assault brigade was torn apart like a piece of paper. Previously, Yoshito Takagi had always imagined that after Chiba Hirakawa defeated the enemy's main tank force, such a scene would be staged on the enemy's position, and the opponent's defense line would be directly tore apart with unstoppable momentum. Only now it's the other way around.

The Japanese soldiers who were in front of the tank group were swept down by the machine guns on the tanks.

"Kill!" Li Jiusi personally led the charge like a chicken, although he didn't know what happened in the middle, but no matter how the Northwest Army did it, it was a great blessing for them.

"Yes, yes! The final word, now the Japanese are comfortable! How exactly did your army do it? Tong Zeguang saw the amazing reversal in front of him, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak a little bit, the expected rout did not appear, but what appeared was an amazing turnaround. Tong Zeguang looked at Xue Chengdao next to him with an incredulous gaze.

"Brother Yaochen, the military department is confidential, I hope you will forgive me!" Xue Cheng smiled indifferently, and the heart that had been hanging before finally fell back into his stomach at this time. The palms of the hands that were released were full of fine sweat, although the secrets of the bazooka could be leaked out at any time, and it was not difficult to imitate them on the basis of the Japanese military industry, but it was not possible to cover them for a day.

"Okay, okay, don't say it. At a small price, almost all of the Japanese army's more than 50 tanks were annihilated, and in just one battle, your unit was enough to be famous in the United States! Tong Zeguang smiled heartily, the weapons that can solve the Japanese tanks must be not trivial, the two armies are not in the same system, and it is understandable that the other party wants to keep it secret. As long as he can repel the Japanese tanks, it's okay, although Tong Zeguang is itchy in his heart, but the other party doesn't say it, he is also very knowledgeable and does not get to the bottom of it.

"It's nothing to be famous or not, the key is to teach the Japanese army enough lessons, these Japanese soldiers came to our Chinese land with swords and guns, and we naturally have to use swords and guns to pay tribute to the past." (To be continued.) )