Chapter 221 Tank Group Four more ask for a monthly pass
The principal, who had obtained a large amount of equipment from the Soviet Union and killed all sides, burned the telegram for help sent by Xiangmashan with a smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"A group of bandits who have not done anything have run to such a distant Siberia, how can I go to reinforcements? Now the Soviet side is uniting with the devils, and for the sake of Sino-Soviet friendship, suspend the military operation in Tanggu! ”
"In addition, now that the country is stable, we have also signed a Datan Treaty with the devils, contact Wang Jingwei, and prohibit the people from carrying out anti-Japanese campaigns again!"
With the principal of the shore defense artillery, he is not very afraid of the devil battleships in Jiaozhou Bay, if he dares to land, the newly equipped armored division will definitely let the devils taste what a tank group is!
As for weapons, seeing the friendly Germany of China and the Soviet Union, this big customer, who was anxious, once again threw an olive branch.
Instructors, weapon drawings, technical personnel...
This is how the official was born!
The rapidly growing Anti-Japanese Federation in the northeast has already made contact with the bandit leaders, negotiated the division of tasks between them, and started a hundred regiment battles that disrupted the logistics of the devils.
Siberia is so far away that even the area outside the border feels a little strange to the people.
Therefore, the news that Maozi and the devil joined forces to besiege the main force of Xiangmashan was not conveyed under the deliberate suppression of all forces.
Early in the morning of February 14, 1935, light snow, Valentine's Day.
The main forces of the two sides while repairing the road and moving forward took more than ten days, dragging the first batch of baggage teams, and finally arrived at the battlefield.
The transferred armored combat vehicles have reached a terrifying number!
Eight hundred!
The atmosphere before the war is getting stronger and stronger, and in many silent wastelands, it seems that even the animals have escaped.
At this time, Xiangma Mountain not only deployed the ravines, barbed wire, and minefields of the front position, but also transferred 100,000 young men from the Wudi River to build a second line of defense at the edge of the Jieya River Reservoir!
The hoarding of the front by millions of armies is no longer something that can be described all over the mountains.
The barracks one after another, as well as the defensive line that almost spans the sky, look particularly magnificent against the backdrop of the flags that are being raised.
The fog was shrouded and the sky was covered with snowflakes.
A major war that is simply impossible in history is on the verge of breaking out.
But the field artillery that couldn't play a role made it difficult for the prepared devils and Maozi.
However, the two sides who launched the ruthless attack quickly adjusted their strategies.
The devil's 200,000 troops, under the cover of three hundred tanks, broke through from the southeast.
Maozi's 200,000 troops, under the cover of five hundred tanks, broke through from the southwest!
In addition, the devil's 100,000 troops outflanked him from east to north, while Maozi's 100,000 troops circled deep from west to north!
The remaining 400,000 total troops, a feint in the middle!
The Anglo-French intervention group of the League of Nations and the peacekeeping corps sent by the United States, more than 20,000 people who have arrived on the Jieya Plain no longer have the heart to stop this battle comparable to World War I!
Under the placement of the envoys of the Soviet Union and the foot basin chicken, they were stationed at the foot of the mountain in the southeast corner.
An officer who didn't seem to have experienced World War I, with a long mouth, looked at everything under the distant sky.
What happened here is beyond everyone's comprehension.
Are the bandits really encircled and suppressed?
Can you use an army of millions?
Footpot chicken and Starling are crazy!
It can't be the brain, right?
The command of the main force of Xiangma has been handed over to Ding Laodao.
The mountain artillery, on the other hand, is fully armed and ready to fight.
"Master, isn't it too risky?" Ding Laodao looked at the mountain cannon worriedly, this was the most dangerous moment in history.
Although there is a second line of defense, that is the last hope of Xiangma Mountain!
Further back, there is the Outer Xing'an Mountains!
And on the east side is the base of the Udi River!
"Fighter planes are fleeting, and we can't afford to fight a protracted war. If you don't go crazy, you can't become a demon, there is only one chance, and if we collect this group of tanks, we will be able to counterattack the Soviet Union with a violent army! Look at Mao Zi shouted a slogan, and he actually wanted to dissect Lao Tzu? Grass, Lao Tzu will have to skin Starling alive in the future! ”
The mountain cannon looked at the death squad behind him who was ready to follow him to charge.
Five thousand heavily armed bandits!
Everyone carries a large guillotine on their backs, and they have bobosha in their hands.
Each one of them is high-spirited and extraordinary!
This is the elite armed by mountain artillery with all the coins in their pockets.
Everyone wore a newly developed aramid helmet from the Science and Technology Center and wore ceramic body armor.
There was a ring of grenades hanging from his waist, and on either side of the large guillotine, there were five drums.
Behind it, and most importantly, the flask with a straw attached!
The third child, Jiang Chen, and the stupid big man, did not follow the order of the mountain artillery to stay, but stood at the forefront of the death squad with Boris, who rushed over.
The muffled sea of tanks was already approaching two thousand meters, and the thick smoke and water mist raised completely covered the tens of thousands of infantry behind.
Maozi, who didn't know what Butan coordinated, just let the five hundred taels of tanks run slowly at the front.
As for the fast-moving BT-7, it is already lying on its stomach halfway!
Heavy snow and muddy swamps made by bombardment became the best natural line of defense.
The devil's five turtle tanks, under the artillery fire on the side of the ringing horse, moved forward at a rapid pace.
If Xiao Douding and Bajiu in the rear don't give up this thing as cover, it is estimated that they will not be able to enter the battle area in the evening!
However, the strategy is to fight according to Maozi first, how the devil is, as long as he resists the impact, the rest is no longer important!
How did Nomenkan Maozi's tank suffer heavy losses?
The truth is not important, the important thing is that in this day and age, the infantry is really capable of playing dead tanks!
"Boom ・・・・・"
The cannons of their own Western Front were already roaring, and countless shells poured into the battlefield.
The mud kicked up, the flying snow, and the shining artillery fire also added a different color to the battlefield.
"Boom..."
Ignoring the dirt splashed on his body, the mountain cannon checked his uniform again, and picked up the large walkie-talkie on his shoulder.
This thing is cheap, 500 yuan a piece, and you can contact it at will within 500 meters. You can also indirectly spread information to farther away after the individual communicator!
"Remember, survival and disruption are the main thing, don't play any heroic righteousness for Lao Tzu, we bandits, we don't need this!"
"Roar, Kill, Kill!!"
Five hundred meters in front of the first position was a criss-cross barbed wire, and in front of and behind the barbed wire, there were several ravines.
However, because the weather is so cold, even if it is a blast, it can only be dug one meter deep.
It's better than nothing, at least disgusting the tanks on both sides!
Along the passage, mountain artillery lurked behind the barbed wire with death squads.
All that needs to be done now is wait!
"Boom..."
I have long known that there are mines in Xiangma Mountain, so naturally I will not let light tanks crush mines.
Countless shells quickly poured into the minefield, and the discs were either detonated on the spot or were swept into the distance.
A large number of shells destroyed the barbed wire and buried the death squads in the ravines.
"Crunch crunch..."
The sound of cold and hard metal grinding was unusually harsh in this cold wasteland.
And the mountain artillery hiding in the ravine seems to have returned to the Linhai Snow Field just before crossing.
Their own cannons are still roaring, and a large number of tanks are also lying on their stomachs one after another. (To be continued.) )