It was past ten o'clock in the morning. The sun was already hanging overhead. When he was still subordinate to the 29th Army, the Cadet Division was equipped with nearly 2,000 German-style steel helmets. After Renqiu's iron and steel plant was put into operation, the steel produced was not only supplied to the guns needed, but also given priority to the second ordnance factory to produce a large number of steel helmets. When the 129th Regiment came over, because Feng Zhi'an had other plans, he did not withhold the slightest equipment, and the First Military Police Regiment, as the elite of Jiang's lineage, was equipped with all German-style, steel helmets and other natural equipment. So now the cadet has to say that the most well-equipped thing to say, that is, broadswords and steel helmets.

With the experience of the 2nd Regiment in fighting tanks, the anti-tank fighters of the 3rd Regiment have become much more confident, and they take the squad as a unit, one anti-tank gun for two people, or the "Weiqing Blocking 1" anti-tank rifle that has just been transformed from the "Weiqing-style" automatic rifle. In the sun, camouflage steel helmets spread a "green belt" along the edge of the trenches.

Shao Bigang, who was born as a guard at the military headquarters of the 51st Army, had been an artilleryman for a while before, he leaned his back against the earthen wall, stepped on several bullet boxes with two feet, stretched out his left thumb in front of him, and squinted his eyes to measure the distance of the enemy tank from his side with the method of measuring the shelling of Zhuyuan.

There was a long sound of "shhhhh ”

Shao Bigang had already heard that something was wrong, but Xu was too focused on calculating the distance, and he couldn't react in time. He was just thrown into the trench by Fang Qing, a cannonball roared and smashed on the edge of the trench not far from them, and there was a violent explosion of "boom", and the earth shrapnel flew and hit their steel helmets in a torrent.

Shao Bigang immediately turned over and pushed Fang Qing, and asked anxiously: "It's okay, right?!" ”

Fang Qing got up, shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

Shao Bigang stopped paying attention to him, stood on the bullet box again, and then he shouted loudly: "All anti-tank gunners pay attention, two salvos, and then free fire, pay attention to change positions in time!" Everyone else is all ready to shoot! ”

The anti-tank fighters couldn't bear it anymore, only to hear the dull sound of gunfire one after another, and two of the eight "Quirrell" tanks less than a mile away from them flashed fire on their frontal armor at almost the same time, but to the surprise of the shooters, although they hit the opponent's turtle shell accurately, it had no effect.

The "Quirrell" is not a "North Manchurian", and its frontal armor is designed to withstand 37 mm guns at a distance of 600 meters. Can an armor that a 37-mm shell can't penetrate, and an anti-tank gun with a much smaller diameter than that, work? Or equip with armor-piercing shells - the anti-tank gun turned out to have no effect on it, which was not expected by everyone, and when they saw that the tank that was hit by themselves was still rushing towards it with black smoke, some people froze.

Shao Bigang was shocked into a cold sweat when he saw this situation. He was a little panicked, and hurriedly called Fang Qing: "Xiao Fang, quickly, go and report to the group, we, we may not be able to withstand it!" With that, his face was twisted into an extremely ugly shape from pain and humiliation.

Fang Qing was stunned for a moment, saw the battalion commander's face, and turned around and ran away in response. He didn't have to go far before he saw Xiao Zhikun, and Xiao Zhikun had obviously discovered this emergency situation on the battlefield. When Fang Qing saw him, he braked sharply and threw himself on the edge of the trench, panting and said: "Regiment, regimental seat, the battalion commander asked me to tell you, our battalion may, may not be able to withstand it, the little devil's tank is too powerful, and the anti-tank gun is useless!" Fang Qing was still a child, and as he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

This situation was not only unexpected by Xiao Shankun, but it was obviously not something that he could solve at a young age. His face turned pale because of anxiety, and he walked over and patted Fang Qing's north, saying, "There is always a way!" We must defend here, even if there is only one person left! He ran to Shao Bigang's side with two guards and said, "Battalion Commander Shao, put up the flag of your battalion!" ”

Shao Bigang glanced at him, and immediately understood something from the resolute look on his face, but instead became open-minded, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Fang, put up the flag of our battalion for Lao Tzu!" ”

Because they couldn't help the steel monster in front of the other party, the soldiers of the first battalion looked a little nervous. Some of the anti-tank fighters were still stubbornly shooting, but to no avail - some of them were so anxious that their eyes were bloodshot.

The flag of the first battalion fluttered in the wind, and the words "The Third Regiment of the Third Brigade of the Cadet Division of the Renqiu Autonomous Government" were accompanied by the pattern formed by the yellow five-pointed star as the base pen and the sickle, hammer, and gun crossed on the battle flag.

This battle flag is naturally Ouyang Yun's masterpiece, and the reason why he added a five-pointed star, sickle and hammer to the pen and gun is because of the edification he received in later generations.

Looking at the bright battle flag, Shao Bigang's waist was straight, and he said loudly: "Brothers, do you remember the solemn oath under this banner? ”

"Remember!"

"Then today, let's defend the honor of this flag with our own actions, even if we fight to the last one, we must let it continue to flutter in the wind!"

The fighters were silent, and the fighters who were supposed to be in charge of the second round of defensive tasks came out of the hidden anti-artillery holes and air-raid shelters, they clenched their fists, and there was only resoluteness in their eyes.

In the tank battle formation on the opposite side, seeing that the opponent's anti-tank gun hit the front armor of his tank without any response, in the middle of the "Quirrell", Naokawa smiled and gave an order to speed up, and at the same time asked the "North Manchurian" tank to quickly follow, ready to hit the enemy by surprise.

Eight Quirrells stepped on the gas pedal almost at the same time, and thick black smoke came out from behind their butts for a while, and then they ran over the opposite Cadet Formation like wild horses.

After Ouyang Yun finished dismantling Feng Yuanxiu, he was not at ease with the battle situation after all, and forcibly ordered Liu Zheliang and others to help him under the camouflage net. He half-crouched on several empty ammunition boxes, picked up his binoculars and looked ahead. Seeing the scene of the anti-tank gun bullets hitting the small devil's medium tanks, he felt a chill in his heart, and he wanted to slap himself a few times - if he couldn't effectively contain the opponent's eight medium tanks, then ...... He shook his head, not daring to go on. I was really careless and self-righteous, thinking that the tanks of the little devils were all at the level of "bean chariots", and now they are destined to pay for it.

He shouted loudly: "Xiao Shankun! ”

"Commander Xiao has gone to the front line," Liu Zheliang said cautiously, he noticed that Ouyang Yun's expression was a little wrong.

"Who else is there in those three regiments, call the top officer left behind to come and see me."

"Master, what's wrong?" Guo Da had been following nearby, and then leaned over and asked.

Ouyang Yun weakly pointed to the front and said, "Quick, organize a death squad, all carrying explosive bags or cluster grenades." There is a new model in the tank sent by the little devil this time, and the anti-tank gun is ineffective against it. ”

"Ahh Guo Da was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly turned around and ran.

Ouyang Yun turned pale, looked at his back, and muttered to himself: "If this defense fails, it's all my fault." Suddenly, he seemed to be seriously ill.

Because such an unexpected situation was not expected, the battle was destined to become very dangerous. Even if the best one were to win, it would be a terrible victory, because the blood and lives of the soldiers were not to be proud of the victory.

From later generations, well aware of the affairs of Israel and Palestine, in Ouyang Yun's view, the Palestinians resisted Israel by self-detonation, not so much tragic bravery as a pitiful helpless act - before the moment of the last moment, he categorically would not do that, and he would not allow his subordinates to do it, but now- Guo Da quickly organized a death squad of about fifty people, he personally led the team, and more than fifty people removed all the other weapons on their bodies, or held explosive bags, or carried cluster grenades, It was incumbent upon him to run to the position of the first battalion. When they arrived there, the little devil's tank was less than fifty meters away from the trench defended by the first battalion, and the situation could be described as critical! Flames erupted from the vehicle-mounted machine guns on the tanks, and from time to time the fighters of the 1st battalion were hit by bullets and fell to their positions.

Behind the tank, the little devils set up mortars, grenadiers, light and heavy machine guns, and began to cover the infantry.

As a veteran, after experiencing the initial panic, Shao Bigang made the correct strategic arrangement, ordered the anti-tank gunners to move to the second trench, let them aim at the "bean chariot" behind them, and decided to use the Great Wall of flesh and blood to block the eight "turtle carts" that could not be broken in front of the first trench - at this time, he and Xiao Zhikun had already realized the role of cluster grenades.

In the tactics class of the cadet, there are detailed instructions on the use of cluster grenades, and there are also explanations for the structure of the tank. The weakest point of a tank's armor is under its belly, where a cluster grenade can certainly blow through its armor, and at worst, it can break the tracks, thus rendering the tank incapacitated. If possible, if a grenade could be stuffed through the upper end cover, the tank would be a pile of scrap metal, no matter how strong it was.

In the face of the steel monster that crushed him, a platoon commander named Liu Laogen took the lead in picking up the cluster grenades that had been temporarily tied up and crawling out of the trench. However, before he could clamp the cluster grenade under his armpit, a shuttle of machine-gun bullets swept over, and in the "poof" sound, his shoulder and chest were beaten to a bloody blur, and he died unwillingly without snorting.

Naokawa clearly saw his opponent's intentions, and he hissed over the walkie-talkie, "All attention, don't let the people of China get close to the chariot!" Heavy Kill Give (Shoot), Kill Give Give Non Stop! ”