"Suddenly! Dodo! "Machine guns fired fiercely at the positions, and tracer bullets shuttled back and forth between the positions of both sides. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As with any previous battle, the battle against Hamhung was not particularly different.

The Japanese army hastily set up defensive positions, and the planes of the Ming Empire bombed these positions fiercely, and then the deadly armored troops and infantry in armored vehicles arrived, and the two sides immediately entered a white-hot state of engagement.

The tanks of the Ming Empire, under the cover of the infantry, exerted a very great power. Even the old No. 1 tank, in the face of the Japanese infantry, which lacked anti-tank weapons, became a fortress of steel, which could be said to be indestructible.

In fact, the No. 1 tank of the Ming Empire is very similar to the "bean chariot" used by the Japanese army during the war of aggression against China, and it is often easier to play an advantage than heavy tanks with heavy armor when bullying light infantry.

In fact, this is very easy to understand, the armor is not really thicker and safer, the better, but as long as it is enough to protect it, it is fine. So when the Japanese army only had light weapons, the thin armor of the No. 1 tank was not a fatal shortcoming.

On the other hand, both the No. 1 and No. 1 modifications were equipped with a magazine-fed 20 mm cannon, which provided very good penetration and a very terrifying rate of fire.

When the Japanese army had reinforced concrete permanent fortifications, the penetration ability of the 20 mm caliber cannon was insufficient and the power was not strong enough, so the No. 2 tank and No. 1 assault gun of the Ming army were more suitable for attacking fortifications.

But when the Japanese army only had ordinary fortifications, the terrible suppressive power of the 20 mm caliber cannon was once again revealed. When faced with such a weapon with a high rate of fire, the Japanese troops on the opposite side often had to sit back and wait for death.

Mo Dongshan, who followed behind the No. 1 tank, held his submachine gun and fired a full magazine of bullets at the desperate Japanese soldiers in the trenches under his feet. The Japanese soldiers who were fleeing with their backs to him fell in droves in the trenches.

And those Japanese heavy machine gun positions that dared to open fire in front of Tank 1 often only had a few seconds of arrogance before being pierced through the bunker by the cannon bullets fired by Tank 1.

How could a simple sandbag and a defensive position made of dirt resist a close-range strafing fire from a machine gun within a few hundred meters? With the short fire of the machine guns, the Japanese soldiers who dared to open fire in the position were immediately turned on their backs and shattered.

"This should not be the entire strength of the Japanese army, and they have not invested as much on the periphery as they imagined." After briefly assembling his troops in a foxhole, Mo Dongshan looked at the quiet direction of the city with a telescope.

Hamhung is a city in the northern part of the Korean Peninsula, although the scale is not huge, it can be regarded as a large city. At this time, there are rows of buildings in the quiet streets, as if they are giant beasts lying in the distance, which makes people nervous.

"That's what it means to fight us in the streets." Putting down the binoculars, Mo Dongshan looked at a No. 1 improved tank parked to the side, which was also observing the city in front of him, and then said to the people around him: "Be careful for a while, there should be a lot of Japanese in the city." ”

After arranging the order of cover for entering the city, and letting a tank ready to move forward, Mo Dongshan's armored infantry platoon began a new round of attack, they crossed the last trench that had been emptied, stepped on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers inside, and continued to move forward.

Bending over and moving quickly, at the edge of the city, these soldiers finally leaned their backs against the low courtyard wall, and when they climbed over these fences and low walls, they could be regarded as truly entering the city of Hamxing.

"Attack!" Mo Dongshan gave the leader of an infantry squad in the distance a forward gesture, and then climbed over the wall with his weapon.

There were some civilian bodies in the courtyard, and after two soldiers close to the house crossed the courtyard wall, they rushed to the house, and they smashed open the door to find that there were no Japanese soldiers inside.

This is a typical and not wealthy Oriental city, with buildings mainly single-storey and few high-rise buildings. The street battles are also relatively flat, and there is no three-dimensional feeling of ruins.

Of course, it would be too optimistic to say that the Japanese army just gave up resistance. When Mo Dongshan completely occupied this courtyard and launched an attack on the second courtyard, he found two Japanese soldiers stationed there inside.

The other party obviously expected the arrival of Mo Dongshan and the others, they shot and killed the first Ming soldier who tried to climb over the courtyard wall, and then because the rifle in his hand was really not very powerful, he was beaten into a sieve by Mo Dongshan with a submachine gun.

"When you continue to attack, use grenades!" Glancing at the subordinates who were hit in the shoulder and fell to the ground and were bandaged by the medical guards, Mo Dongshan's heart swelled up, and he stared at the wall not far away and said fiercely.

Soon, they learned the art of dropping a grenade into it to find their way before they could climb over the wall. Then they found themselves throwing grenades, sometimes killing Japanese soldiers, sometimes killing civilians.

At this time, this is not the time for morality to occupy thinking, Mo Dongshan is not in the mood to care about his tactics of throwing grenades without looking at it like this, whether it is in line with humanitarianism or not. The sound of explosions in the city at this time also clearly indicates that other Ming army units are also doing the same thing.

In war, it is always civilians who suffer the most. This kind of thing cannot be avoided, at least in a few decades, the level of technology cannot avoid civilians.

"Platoon commander! The tanks attacking along the main street were stopped by the Japanese. There was an order for us to come over and help! The signal soldier with the radio on his back followed Mo Dongshan's side, and suddenly shouted loudly to his commander.

"Got it! Turn around, go south and walk around the alley, guarding both sides! Mo Dongshan stepped on the corpse of the Japanese soldier on the ground, which was still slightly steaming with blood, stuffed a new magazine into his submachine gun, and commanded his subordinates loudly.

"Attack, attack!" With the order, a dozen soldiers began to cover each other and walked around the courtyard and along the wall towards the street on the other side. Across the intersection of a building, an improved tank No. 1 was being besieged by Japanese soldiers, covered in scars.

It twisted its turret and aimed it at the targets that kept firing, firing a magazine of shells, and a cloud of smoke rose from the opposite street. (To be continued.) )