Chapter 199: It's a massacre
WWXOM Chapter 199
The question of how to correctly use large-scale armored forces is not something that Fang Dashuai should worry about. At least don't worry about it now, all add up to two brigades, less than a hundred tanks, what kind of armored cluster assault are you doing. This thing, it's made of industry, you can't play with money or without industrial support. Before World War II, there were only a few countries that could produce tanks on a large scale. France's clumsy performance in World War II belongs to stupid people with good guns!
Simply use existing tanks to cover the infantry, this is the easiest trick. The tank advanced slowly, keeping a distance of about twenty meters from the infantry, and slowly pushed forward. The brave Japanese army was completely blind in the face of such a formation. The earthy yellow waves, as if they had smashed on a made of reinforced concrete, were smashed to pieces.
The fierce machine-gun fire swept through the Japanese infantry, and the 7 guns knocked out the Japanese machine guns, and behind them was a vast grassy green uniform, posing in a kind of skirmish formation that the Japanese had never seen before.
The bullets from the rifle and machine guns hit the tank with a random sound, and there was no damage to the tank at all. The Japanese army did not have suitable artillery to use, and the only thing that could be used at this time was the heavy artillery in the rear. The problem was that there were at least 20,000 men on both sides of the position fighting on a long front, and the Japanese artillery had to defend against the heavy artillery of the Wehrmacht.
There was no way, there was no way, countless Japanese soldiers could only rush forward with a desperate howl, either knocked down by machine guns, or crushed into pulp by tanks, flesh and blood mixed together, and if they were lucky, they could leave a relatively intact corpse.
During World War I, the British used tanks for the first time, and the powerful German soldiers panicked and were defeated. The frenzied Japanese army was a little better than the Germans, and when they were in a desperate situation, most of them chose to charge suicidally rather than flee, let alone surrender. There were also a few Japanese soldiers. At this time, he had a nervous breakdown, dropped his rifle and lay on the ground to learn the head bird, buried his head in the crotch of his pants, hoping that he would not see it when he looked up again. Some of these Japanese soldiers were run over by tanks, some were carried away by the infantry that followed, and only a very few survived and became prisoners. This is also due to the fact that the styles of the individual units are different. If you meet the 12th Division, you will be shot if you don't die, and if you meet the 21st Division, you can also be arrested and escorted to the back.
The artillery fire extended to the other side of the river, and the fierce artillery fire was still slowly advancing in the form of barrages, and the follow-up Japanese troops had to take their lives to fill in if they wanted to move forward. Not a single Japanese has ever seen this pattern of warfare, no, not a single one. How can a neat barrage be played with artillery, how can such a moving steel fortress appear?
After nearly half an hour of tenacity. The resistance of the Japanese army finally collapsed completely. I don't know which unit started to run back, chasing the barrage. I'd rather shiver in the cannon fire than face these cold and cruel iron guys in front of me.
The Wehrmacht soldiers had never fought such a battle, and for the first time they pushed forward so easily, step by step, steadily, all the way to the riverbank. At this time, there was no longer a single Japanese soldier on the other side of the river who was still insisting on fighting. Countless Japanese soldiers in the river were desperately heading to the other side. Where is the chaos like a well-trained army? The soldiers of the Wehrmacht were stunned when they saw this scene, and the muzzle of the gun in their hands was subconsciously pointed downward, and shooting at this time was not called a war. It's called massacre.
Suddenly, a company gun rang out. An officer of this company said to the machine gunners beside him: "During the First Sino-Japanese War, the Japanese army was in the northeast, and only 36 people were killed in Lushun, and the people of the whole village were killed everywhere. ”
"Tata Tower!" The light machine guns fired, and the contagion was the same, and one after another machine guns went off, and then the mortars joined in. Ten minutes later, the gunfire stopped, and the entire river was littered with corpses, and the river was stained red with blood.
"Lost, is that the gun that was ordered to be fired by the street boy?" Seeing this scene, Li Zongren felt disgusted and wanted to vomit, he had never seen such a bloody scene in his life. The thick smell of blood filling the nasal passages was too unpleasant. Some of the soldiers could no longer resist vomiting on their knees. A Japanese soldier who was not dead got up from the pile of corpses and continued to the other side of the river, he was shot in the leg, dragging his wounded leg and slowly crawling forward, with difficulty, crawling over the corpses of his companions one after another, and climbing up the riverbank. He climbed very slowly, shouting loudly as he crawled, "Mom! Mom! I want to go home! ”
"Bang!" With a crisp gunshot, the Japanese soldier lunged forward, fell to the ground, and rolled down the slope of the riverbank. "Who fired the shot?" Li Zongren shouted angrily and turned his head over. But seeing Fang Zhenwu throw the rifle to the soldiers beside him, he walked up to Li Zongren and said with a gloomy face: "Fu Shuai said that the Japanese soldiers are all brutes, and if they dare to show off their might on Chinese territory, don't let go if they can kill them." ”
As the sun set, the sky was blood-red, and I don't know if it was stained red with blood.
The moon rose, and the moonlight gently caressed the earth.
Kamio Mitsutomi knelt on the ground, staring blankly in the direction of the opposite bank, the battlefield was changing too fast, and before he could make the right decision, the ending was born. 40,000 Japanese troops attacked, and only more than 12,000 people were still in the camp, that is, more than 10,000 imperial warriors went to Kudanzaka to report in the short battle in the afternoon. More than half of the soldiers who came back came back empty-handed, and many are still cowering in corners and going crazy. They were scared crazy!
Behind Kamio Mitsutomi was a group of silent officers, each with a face less than blood. They have seen the changes that are happening today. Or rather, they witnessed a completely asymmetrical battlefield. Just like the boxers that the Japanese army fought against in the Qing Dynasty in the year of Gengzi. This time, the roles were just reversed. This result is too difficult to accept. Why is it that all of a sudden, the Chinese army is so strong? It's so unreal! It's so unreal!
"You have witnessed this battle with your own eyes, and I think you all know the situation of our army at the moment. The Chinese army has surrounded us, and now the only way out is to break through. The princes must firmly remember what happened today, and take these soldiers out as much as possible. As for me, I won't bother you, because the war has reached this point, and someone needs to be responsible for it. ”
Kamio Mitsutomi turned back to his subordinates, turned around and knelt down towards the east, the adjutant had already prepared, holding the plate and putting it down, the ribs, the white cloth. Kamio Mitsutomi picked up the white cloth, carefully wiped the ribs, and unbuttoned it, exposing his abdomen.
"His Majesty the Emperor is half a year!" After shouting, the ribs pierced the abdomen, and the adjutant took up the knife in his hand, cut off his head, took out his pistol, knelt beside Mitsutomi Kamio, pulled the trigger, and fell down.
The rest of the Japanese troops, under the leadership of the chief of staff, silently cleaned up the scene. "Load all the artillery with explosives, send all the food, and set off at one o'clock in the morning, aiming at the Laiyang Mountains."
Weifang, the front finger war room erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and the moment the news came from the front, the entire front finger was boiling. As soon as the Japanese Government announced that it would increase its troops and "punish the tyrannical expenditures," it fought an unprecedentedly beautiful battle on the Pingdu battlefield, with an estimated killing of at least 20,000 enemies. With such a big result, only less than 300 prisoners were captured, and they were all captured by the 21st Division, and no one noticed this phenomenon.
Taking advantage of the young staff officers knocking on the table and smashing the bench to vent, Cai Ye quietly walked to Jianxiong, who was excited, and coughed. The two went out before and after a tacit understanding, and Cai Ye said in a low voice: "Fuguo, the battle report from the front, the capture of three hundred Japanese soldiers, this is not normal." ”
"What's wrong? The Japanese army was very stubborn, and it was normal to fight to the death, but if it was a large-scale surrender, it would be abnormal. Fang Jianxiong pretended to be relaxed, his hatred for Japanese devils is not at all understandable by people in this era.
"Fuguo, I inquired clearly, and in the process of escaping back to the other side of the river, the Japanese army was shot and killed by our army. Not even the wounded soldiers were spared. Cai Yi accentuated his tone, and Fang Jianxiong shook his head disapprovingly: "Songpo, you are wrong to think like this. It was the Japanese government that forcibly started the war that was responsible, and as for the Japanese soldiers, did they do less evil in China? Are there still fewer people killed? Now that they have set foot on foreign land, they should be mentally prepared to be exterminated. I don't care about this now, I care about what the Japanese army will do next with more than 20,000 people. ”
Cai Yi was stunned for a while, Fang Jianxiong's words sounded very reasonable, but he always felt that something was wrong. But if you want to refute it, there are no good words. Just as I was pondering, the topic was diverted. As soon as Cai Ye heard the last sentence, he immediately put his mind back.
"Dawang Bridge! In terms of location, whether the Japanese army is going to Zhaoyuan or to the Laiyang Mountains, Dawang Bridge is the only way to go. With the acumen of a military strategist, Cai Ye found the key to the problem. Fang Jianxiong nodded with satisfaction after hearing this: "The battle situation is changing too quickly, we didn't expect the chariot brigade to have such great power. Where is the closest unit to Dawang Bridge now? ”
"Ouyang Wu's eleventh division and Gao Sheng's fourteenth division are not too far from Dawang Bridge. However, one is on the east bank of the Dagu River and the other is on the west bank. Gao Sheng wanted to cross the river, and Ouyang Wu's distance was a little farther. Cai Yi quickly gave an answer, and the entire battlefield was in his mind.
"It is necessary to block the possible escape route of this Japanese army, the trapped beast is still fighting, and the few troops may not be able to stop it, let these two divisions go. I was worried that the Japanese would break through overnight. So take precautions. Fang Jianxiong was still very uneasy, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. Cai Yi thought deeply and said: "It makes sense, the Japanese army has always been tenacious and will not give in lightly." In this way, let Li Qianyu's side cross the river overnight and force the Japanese army, and the troops in the east will tighten the encirclement overnight. ”
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