Chapter 369 is like a bamboo

As the order was given, the sound of the tank starting came and went, and thick bursts of green smoke came out of the tank's exhaust pipe, as if giant beasts were waking up from their sleep and exuding their hideous claws!

Looking at the neat rows of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles behind him and the armored personnel carriers at the rear, Wu Jilong's face showed a satisfied smile, he immediately got into the turret, grabbed the microphone and connected to the public channel, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Brothers, the time we have been waiting for for a long time has come, now we all listen to my orders, all set off, and tear all the xiǎo devils in front of us to pieces!" ”

"Boom!" The sound of the engine suddenly increased, and the dozens of tanks at the front rushed forward like arrows from the string, like knights in ancient times, wearing armor and spears fearlessly rushing forward, they did not know pain, they were not afraid of death, their only mission was to tear apart all the enemies in front of them.

The heavy shelling finally stopped, and Ikeda Ryogo dragged his still trembling body out of Xiǎodòng. He felt as if the shelling was about to tear his nerves apart, and the strong body he had always been proud of was constantly swinging.

At that moment, Ikeda Ryogo had never felt that death was so close to him, and several times the shells fell not far from the place where he was hiding, and he knew that the xiǎodòng he was hiding in really couldn't withstand the bombardment of even a single xiǎo caliber shell, and he thought that he was going to die here today, but in the end, when the shelling stopped, he was surprised to find that he was lucky to be alive.

When Ryo Ikeda, who stumbled, walked to the position, he found that the once familiar position had become a barren place, and the black earth, which had been frozen hard by the bitter cold, had turned into fluffy mud and sand.

Ryogo Ikeda stepped on the fluffy dirt that had been blown up, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and came to the anti-aircraft gun dòng in his memory, and all he saw was a huge crater with a diameter of more than 50 meters, and the people in it were long gone, and there was no one in the sky above the entire position.

"Anyone else? xiǎo 野君, Asakusa-kun, xiǎo Zejun Cao Chang, where are you! Ryogo Ikeda screamed loudly in front of the position in a panic.

"Come out of here! The shelling stopped! Come out quickly, the people of China are about to attack! Ryogo Ikeda's shouts already had a hint of crying, was he the only one left in the entire position? It turned out that there was a squadron of more than 300 people here!

At this moment, a rumbling and piercing sound of metal grinding reached his ears, and Ikeda turned his head to see a group of black-pressed steel monsters rushing towards their position.

"The tanks of the people of China are coming up, xiǎo Yejun, where are your anti-aircraft guns? Hurry up! Come on! ”

On the battlefield, Ryogo Ikeda was still running frantically and shouting, empty-handed, desperately looking for all the weapons that could be sent out. He knew that there was nothing left to hide himself in, and that there was only one way to die if he was caught by the army on the other side, as the Kwantung Army propaganda said, and that they would take the captured prisoners to practice bayonets for the recruits, or they might torture them to death, just as the Imperial soldiers had done to the people of the land.

"Damn, weapons, I need weapons!"

Eventually, Ryogo Ikeda found a Type 38 rifle and two grenades next to a mutilated corpse. But Ryogo Ikeda knew that to use such a tattered to resist the overwhelming group of chariots in front of him was tantamount to using his mantis arm as a car, "Cannon, I need cannon!" ”

Ryogo Ikeda desperately remembered where the squadron leader hid that mén baby's battle defense gun yesterday, oh! Thinking about it, the squadron leader of the mén battle defense gun hid it at the back of the position, where there was a xiǎodòng, just enough to put the mén dwarf xiǎo battle defense gun in it.

Thinking of this, Ryogo Ikeda ran desperately towards the back of the position

"Be careful, the tanks in front should maintain their speed and not rush too forward, so as not to be hit by the remnants of Japanese fire!" Du Jingtao, the battalion commander of the major, commanded more than 20 tanks to march on the uneven craters everywhere, and the turrets turned around vigilantly.

"These damn craters make me feel like I'm dancing right now!" The driver in front complained in a low voice.

"Alright, bow your head, there's a pit ahead!"

As soon as the driver finished speaking, the tank made a sharp turn, and Di Jingtao's head suddenly touched the hard inner wall of the turret, but fortunately, the leather cap on his head blocked it, and Du Jingtao just felt dizzy.

Du Jingtao complained with a numb head: "I said Sun Ping, can you xiǎo Zi xiǎo heart point open, in this way, we were not killed by the Japanese, but we were going to be shocked to death by you first." ”

"I don't want to, either, but this damn crater is not good for anti-tank guns, dodge quickly!"

Before Sun Ping could finish speaking, the fire flashed in front of him, and the shell of a 37-caliber battle defense gun was already on the tank that Du Jingtao was riding.

"Bang dang!" There was a loud bang, and Du Jingtao and the others only felt that the tank was shaken, but they continued to move forward under the guidance of Sun Ping.

"At two o'clock, at a distance of five hundred meters, Zhou Xiǎo Mo loads high-explosive bombs!"

"Yes"

"High-explosive shells reloaded!"

"Okay, Sun Settle down, let go!"

"Bang dang!" A puff of white smoke came out of the muzzle of the 'Northwest Tiger', and a puff of black smoke rose into the sky six hundred meters in front of the right.

Ryo Ikeda dragged the 432-kilogram PAK37 anti-aircraft gun around the floppy position. Ikeda saw with his own eyes that the shell hit the opponent's tank but was bounced off by the thick armor on the tank, and it seemed that the only way to destroy the Shina tank was to hit them in the back.

However, when he saw the dense crowd of infantry fighting vehicles and armored transporters behind the opponent's tanks, Ikeda Ryogo felt cold in his heart.

"It doesn't matter, even if you die in battle, you can't let the people of China be captured alive," Ikeda Ryogo didn't want to try that kind of dilemma of not being able to survive but not dying.

"Okay, since the armor of the tanks is too thick for me to penetrate, then I'll shoot the infantry fighting vehicles and armored personnel carriers behind them." Ryogo Yoshida dragged the anti-aircraft gun with difficulty to a hollow with a shè groove on it, from which he could observe the movement in front of him, but the tank on the opposite side was difficult to spot.

Ryogo Ikeda took out a yellow, orange, and slender cannonball from the box next to him and reloaded it. Since he is not a professional anti-war gunner, although he can barely play pào, he does not dare to compliment his accuracy. Therefore, after loading the shells, Ikeda quietly lay to the side, waiting for the target to approach.

Gradually, those black sè monsters finally got closer and closer, and at a distance of a hundred meters, a huge and black sè figure broke into Ikeda's scope, and it was now, pulling the cannon rope violently.

A muffled cannon sound rang out, and the slender armor-piercing projectile rushed forward at a speed imperceptible to Ròu's eyes.

"Bang dang!" With a bang, caught off guard, Du Jingtao's tank was hit by another bullet, and this time the impact was so loud that Du Jingtao closed his eyes and waited for death.

But the armor with a thickness of one hundred and twenty millimeters saved the lives of a carload of people, and Du Jingtao, who thought that this time was going to be finished, opened his eyes in surprise.

"Camp, find the direction of the ballistic, the direction of twelve, the distance is less than a hundred meters!" The driver, Sun Ping, reported loudly.

In less than ten minutes, two shots were hit, while the other tanks in the battalion were unscathed.

Du Jingtao said with a calm face: "Hún egg, no one is allowed to fire, Sun Ping rushed over and flattened that dog mongrel." I'm going to take that bastard's intestines to lubricate our tracks! ”

"Yes! I've been staring at that xiǎo for a long time, you can look at me! "After Sun Ping finished speaking, he increased the oil, and the 'Northwest Tiger' rushed forward like a whirlwind.

"Ahh Yaga! "After seeing that the anti-aircraft artillery hit the enemy's frontal armor, leaving only a Xiǎoxiǎo crater, Ikeda finally collapsed.

He picked up the Type 38 rifle in one hand and a grenade in the other, and rushed forward. It was like the brave Don Quixote tǐng with a knight's spear rushing towards the huge windmill. Well, the courage is commendable, but the results are not very good.

In the midst of two explosions, a 'Northwest Tiger' with a black tiger head on its turret burst out unscathed from a puff of smoke, only for some reason it had an extra layer of red and white broken ròu on its tracks.

Without hesitation, the 'Northwest Tigers' loaded the anti-aircraft guns that were blocking the front, crushing the things that were still firing shè shells just now into a pile of scrap metal.

"Report division, this is the forward battalion, our department has broken through the first line of defense of the Japanese army, the resistance is slight, please instruct the next move!"

"Continue to advance to the second line of defense of the Japanese army! Destroy all enemies in front of you! ”

"Yes, keep going!"

The black monsters crossed the trench that had been almost blown up, and without hesitation, they continued to pounce on the front, where the Japanese army had gathered heavily

At the headquarters of the 149th Division, Major General Maruyama, who had just been promoted from chief of staff to acting division commander, was dizzy by the bad news that came from everywhere in the headquarters.

The 121st Wing and the 122nd Wing were still all shattered, and now only the 120th Wing of the entire division is still resisting.

"Report, 120 Wing requests tactical guidance!"

"Order the Engineer Brigade to rush to the aid of the 120th Wing at once! It's our last position, and we can't afford to lose it again! Maruyama Jun sighed and secretly glanced at the former division commander Yoshitomi Tamura, who was still sitting on the side, and behind him there were two expressionless gendarmes guarding him, who was originally going to escort him back to Mukden immediately, but now the road is not very safe, so he had to be detained at the headquarters first.