It has to be said that the offensive of the 3rd Regiment progressed very quickly, and the original plan was to take Wan Town in one day, but it took only 3 hours for the tank battalion to end the battle.

The Engineer Regiment played a great role today, clearing the road as fast as they could, clearing obstacles, and building a temporary wooden bridge over the narrow section of the Wamachi River while the army was resupplying.

The wooden bridge is two and a half meters wide and 150 meters long, and the trucks brought in the logs and planks prepared in advance, but fortunately, the river surface is not deep and the flow speed is slow, and the soldiers use pontoon boats to make piers, and then use sandbags, rivets and iron chains to reinforce the bridge deck is enough to bear dozens of tons of weight, which is mostly thanks to the car repair engineering team that was left behind by soft grinding and hard foam.

With the assistance of the engineer regiment, the chariot battalion marched all the way, with forty or fifty troop transport trucks following closely behind, followed by a large force marching rapidly, and they followed the Yunnan-Burma road all the way to the west, and arrived at Nankan before 1 o'clock.

As the commander-in-chief of the vanguard force, Yuan Li immediately ordered an attack, and before the Japanese troops stationed here could react, the enemy was already rushing towards him.

Shout......

The flares shot into the sky with a dazzling glow of fire, and the surroundings instantly became much clearer.

"Kill!!"

The armored vehicles went hand in hand with the tanks, slowly advancing amid a screeching sound, and the fighters shouted and followed the tank convoy to charge the little devils.

Although the night was not conducive to the attack, the Japanese did not know what to do, and they only received the news of the loss of Wan Town in the evening, and they did not expect the enemy to come so quickly, let alone how many enemies were coming, so they could only passively counterattack in panic.

"Langda? Did the Chinese people fall from the sky? You rice buckets can't even do the most basic vigilance! ”

The Japanese army in charge of the defense of this place was so angry that most of his subordinates were recruits who had been replenished, and the other party had not yet reacted to it, which was stupider than a pig.

"Big... Captain, let's withdraw, enemy... The enemy has a chariot. The soldier next to him spoke to him with tears in his voice.

"Yaga!"

Nakasa slapped him over, pointed at the soldier's nose and roared, "Why are the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire afraid of his chariot? Aren't we going to the ocean to defend the glory of the Emperor at this moment? ”

"If you run away like cowards, aren't you afraid that your wives, children, and parents will be laughed at for the rest of your life? What if the enemy is stronger than us? Kill me! Loyal to the Emperor! ”

"Kill!"

"Celestial Capsule Load!"

This Nakasa was obviously devastated by the spirit of "bushido", but he didn't expect that the precarious morale of the Japanese soldiers was stimulated by him.

"Report to the battalion commander, instead of surrendering, the little devil is charging at us."

"Hmph, these brutes are quite brave."

Yuan Li had already seen the shouting Oriental dwarfs under the flares in the tank observation scope, but they were very wrong to think that they could win by brute force alone.

"So the armored and infantry units obeyed the order, opened fire, and sent them to hell!"

"Yes!"

The Japanese soldiers shouted and rushed towards the tank group, obviously this group of little devils had not fought against the Chinese army for too long, and thought that they could scare the "weak-willed" Chinese people away by their intensive tidal charge, but the cruel fact shocked them.

The 76mm long-barreled tank guns on each Sherman's body immediately burst into terrifying fire, each shell could blow up large areas of dirt and corpses in the Japanese stormtroopers, and three heavy machine guns also spewed fire snakes at the same time.

The armored vehicles on the flanks also joined the battlefield, and the fire snake was like a few scythes slashing, and pieces of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground, and the ground was full of broken corpses, but the little devils who had already gone up still charged forward without fear of death.

The team is surrounded by a number of suicide teams armed with explosives bags, their eyes are cold and determined, and they don't take their lives seriously, just to bloom like cherry blossoms in the last moments of their lives.

It's just that the infantry next to the tank convoy did not agree, on the contrary ... They are extremely good at things like "spicy hands destroying flowers".

In the training some time ago, Liao Mingyu also repeatedly ordered that in the absence of an open battlefield environment and the formation of a large-scale cluster itself, in the face of the enemy's attack, tanks and soldiers must be in step by step, and must not break away from the formation, so as not to be fatally hit by the enemy's rear.

The speed is a little slower, but the victory is steady and strong, and the little devils soon found that they could not get close to each other in the face of semi-automatic and fully automatic firepower, and the generation gap in weapons was difficult to make up for by fearless spirit, not to mention that the little devils did not have a numerical advantage.

"Be smart! The little devil hides in the house and uses a flamethrower, and the flamethrower can't reach it, so he calls a tank, and a blind chicken feather rushes, I don't want to help you send a letter home! ”

Mo You's wealth in the team is like a bell, and he is experienced and desperately beckons his soldiers to fight flexibly and not to be stupid.

After all, life is one's own, and it's worth it to kill more enemies alive than anything else, who would be stupid enough to exchange a life with a little devil when they can? Do they deserve it too?

"Company commander, there's trouble over there in the Sixth Company."

Mo Youcai looked in the direction the soldier said, and through the light of fire and the sound of gunfire, he quickly observed the specific situation, the position of the sixth company seemed to be entangled by the enemy and could not move, and it was already out of touch with the convoy.

"Monk Zhou! Bring a platoon over to help, and Ji Laosi of the province said later that we are not righteous. ”

"Okay, I'll go now, follow me in a row!"

……

The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood, countless corpses were lying in pools of blood, the screams of the wounded were endless, and some Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough not to die were dragging their wounded companions to try to retreat, and soon... A few bullets of justice will send them west.

Although the two infantry companies accompanying the tank convoy also suffered some losses, their casualties were insignificant compared to the miserable appearance of the Japanese army.

The Japanese troops who launched the attack were devastated, and in the wave of firefight just now, at least six or seven hundred little devils turned into cold corpses, and the rest.

Ironically, the captain who shouted for a bloody battle to the end was coaxed at the last moment, and the soldiers who left him chose to flee without backbone, if those Japanese soldiers who died in the battle knew the truth, they would probably have to be angry and strangle him.

There were not many Japanese defense units in Nankan, only a disorganized brigade, and they were basically concentrated in the town, which also gave the chariot battalion excellent conditions for annihilation, except for a few soldiers who fled in rout.

The main forces of the 3rd Regiment soon arrived at Nankan and continued to sweep the surrounding Japanese strongholds, so far... This territory, which originally belonged to China, has finally returned to the embrace of the motherland again.

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