It is well known that if a certain commander during World War II "slammed" his hatch at the beginning of the attack until the end of the battle.

That man must be a courageless waste, or a third-rate commander with little experience.

After all, when people are inside a tank, their field of vision will be greatly limited, and it will be difficult to quickly judge the situation on the battlefield and respond in time. In order to better control the overall situation, experienced commanders often choose to open the hatch to command the battle.

However, it is not the norm for a person like Isamu Yokoyama to be shot, and today's tank guns are not as accurate as a sniper rifle.

It can only be said that the old devil did a lot of evil in his life, and he deserved to use the worst way to die to see their Amaterasu.

"Nani!?"

"What just flew by?"

Seeing their own wing captain being fired into the soul by an unknown weapon, the devils of each car group suddenly fell into a brief chaos, and no one who saw the headless corpse like a high-orbited fountain could maintain their composure.

A moment later, the sound of continuous explosions drew their attention back to the battlefield, and one by one the Type 97 Zhongtan once again embarked on the journey of charging.

How to say that the 71st Wing of the Chariot Brigade has participated in the Battle of Normenhan, and the devils who can survive have more or less seen the world, and even if the supreme commander is killed, the troops will not completely lose their combat effectiveness.

"The captain has fallen!"

"Dazuo has broken jade! I'll take command of the rest of the battle! ”

"All of them! Continue to charge at the enemy positions ahead! The infantry must keep up with the armored troops! You are responsible for protecting our flanks! ”

Nakasa, the devil who took over the command, did not shrink back into the hull, and a middle-level officer like him not only had to command his own tank, but also needed to know the position and status of his subordinates in real time.

Now it's a coordinated operation, and as the commander in chief of the chariot wing, he needs to keep in touch with the infantry, and it is better to stick his head out.

After all, the devils do not have the background of the first marine regiment, and they cannot delegate portable communicators to the detachment level, and the communication between troops at all levels can only rely on roaring.

However, after the charge began, the balance of victory did not tilt in favor of the garrison troops.

As the Ninety-Seven Type Zhongtan continued to advance, all kinds of wails and roars were transmitted to the ears of the devil Zhongzuo through the Ninety-Four Type car radio.

"The left and right tracks were damaged at the same time! We are completely incapacitated! ”

"Where the hell is the enemy! Something is attacking us! Car No. 5 was destroyed, it blocked the way forward, and the advance of the second squadron was blocked! ”

"Side! The enemy is on the side! ”

Until now, even the sluggish devil knows that the anti-armor weapons of the 8th Theater of Operations and the 1st Marine Regiment are on the side, after all, every tank in the wing is pierced on the side.

But there's still nothing they can do, at least there's nothing too good to do until they close the distance.

In the eyes of the layman and other classes, destroying an anti-tank gun is not a big deal, and only taking out enemy tanks is considered a real achievement.

On the contrary, experienced armorers will see the former as a double threat.

It's hard to spot and hard to hit, and it can be ambushed with good camouflage and vantage points. Often, several teammates are killed by the other side, and the tank crew realizes that he has broken into the iron wall built by the anti-tank gun group.

"The first squadron to the left! The third squadron to the right! ”

"Eguchi-kun! Fukuyama-kun! The enemy's anti-tank positions are handed over to you! Rush up and shred those little people who shoot black guns! ”

"The frontal positions were handed over to the 2nd and 4th squadrons! We'll take the infantry to capture the Seven-and-a-half and the Eighth Route Army commander! Victory must belong to the 71st Wing! It's dark and it's dark! Onboard! ”

After receiving the order, the first and third squadrons immediately carried out the order, and the eight 97-type Zhongtan were divided into two groups and rushed to both sides. The 4th Squadron took the initiative to step forward and use its thickest frontal armor to buy time for the 2nd Squadron.

There was nothing wrong with the above arrangement, and if the 1st Marine Regiment had used a 25-mm anti-tank gun from Hutchikais, it was really likely to be destroyed by the Mongolian garrison.

After all, the toothpick cannon of the SA34 may not be able to pierce the frontal armor of the devil tank at a long distance.

As a product of replacing the Type 89 Zhongtan, the Type 97 Zhongtan was definitely an advanced medium tank in the early days of its birth, and it can also be rampant in the Asian theater even now.

Compared with its own various peas, it has escaped the fate of being broken by heavy machine guns, and can even use its face to hard-connect some early 37 guns.

It's a pity that today's opponents of the devils don't play cards according to the routine.

The Cicada-style 37 gun is not an ordinary small water pipe, as a land weapon that only appeared in 1943, it is equipped with armor-piercing shells by the hood.

Compared with ordinary iron stones, this thing has both the low resistance of a hood and the excellent ability of a cap.

In a sense, it is a good brother who can shoot leopards with the BT family, and there must not be much pressure to play a ninety-seven style Zhongtan.

What's more, the weapon produced by the Awakening Yonghu System must be a high-quality enhanced top version.

The cicada tank of the 1st Marine Regiment also comes with a Little John adapter when it leaves the factory, and there will even be a chance to knock on the door of the book of the 4-type Chinese battle in the future.

However, in this campaign, the Fighter Mobility Company did not use this device.

Although the Little John adapter can greatly enhance the penetration depth, it is very likely to be overpenetrated against the Type 97 Zhongtan, and it cannot shoot high-explosive shells to kill infantry.

Seeing that the devil actually dared to divide his troops in battle, Sun Desheng, who was hiding in the dirt bag, suddenly felt underestimated, and he used the communicator to order all the car crews:

"Let the enemy be attrition first! Then go all out! Don't pay too much attention to concealment now! ”

"Infantry ready for battle! The enemy has only eight tanks, and after killing them, we will immediately set out to support the frontal battlefield! ”

"Today is the first battle of our fighter fight! We need a big win! We can't live up to the expectations of the regiment commander and Director Huang for our company! ”

"Roger!"

After finishing speaking, the sixteen cicada-type firepower was in full swing, and one shell of armor-piercing shells from the hood flew towards the ninety-seven type Zhongtan.

The most arrogant was naturally the eight modified medium air defense vehicles, and the crew once again sacrificed a big killing move to flatten the anti-aircraft guns, and each shell would set off a bloody storm in the infantry group.

The scene of severed limbs and scraps of flesh flying around will make even a veteran of the battlefield fearful.

At this moment, the importance of taking the lead is vividly reflected on the battlefield.

Relying on the advantage of breaking through the concealment with one blow, the 1st Marine Regiment successfully took out the Wutai Ninety-Seven Type Zhongtan in the first wave of the offensive alone. By the time the devils had eased up, the second wave of armor-piercing shells was ready to go.

Seeing that their teammates were named one by one, the two young men of the first and second squadrons fell into despair, and they knew that this battle was powerless.

But the old devils are not lambs to the slaughter, and the two quickly adjusted their mentality and ordered the rest of the crew:

"Fire! Fire! ”

"There is an enemy at three o'clock! Onboard! ”

The communication channel is full of the screams of the devils, the unknown enemies put a lot of pressure on them, and the ghosts can only relieve their fear by barking dogs.

Until now, they didn't know what kind of weapon the First Marine Regiment used, and they could easily tear through the frontal armor of the Type 97 Zhongtan that they were proud of.

That's 25 millimeters of hardened steel!

The counterattack of the 1st and 3rd squadrons did not have much effect, after all, the tank guns fired on the march could only play a deterrent role.

Even a tank equipped with a stabilizer like Xie Mantou can barely have a hit rate when it moves slowly on a relatively flat surface.

The two squadrons of the devil are now advancing at full speed, and the barrels of the guns are almost shaking into the sky with the ups and downs of the body, and the ones who can hit the bunker of the first regiment of the land are all the virtues of the previous life.

Ten minutes later, the two squadrons of the Type 97 Zhongtan were all paralyzed on the way to the charge.

From the beginning of the battle to the annihilation of the regiment, they never saw the true face of the enemy.

Every devil who died in the iron coffin had deep unwillingness and resentment on his face.

Kyoichiro Yamauchi, the only surviving captain on the flank, pushed open the hatch with all his might, and lay on his tank with a desperate expression.

Looking at the ninety-seven type Zhongtan around him that was flying headed, fired, and pierced head-on, the little devil was very desperate and pulled out his Southern Fourteen type and prepared to commit suicide.

At this moment, the dirt bags in the distance suddenly began to move, and one after another unscathed cicada tanks swaggered out.

Faced with the culprit of the group's annihilation of his squadron, Kyoichiro Yamauchi angrily emptied the bullets in the Wanghachi box, and at the same time shouted at the fighter jet:

"Yaga! Damn! ”

"You Eighth Route Army are really shameless! Why don't you dare to rush out and meet the frontal battle when there are tanks! I want to."

"Bang!"

Although he couldn't understand what the devil was saying, Sun Desheng would not show mercy to any enemy. Under his order, a high-explosive bomb flew towards the Type 97 Zhongtan without any suspense.

The gunners of the fighter mobile companies are veterans who are fed with shells, and it is naturally impossible to miss this kind of iron coffin with no action power.

Looking at the frontal battlefield full of gunsmoke, as well as the devil infantry who were preparing to resist with the help of tank wreckage, Sun Desheng pulled out his saber that had accompanied him for many years and ordered:

"Cavalry company! Offensive! ”

"Kill those infantrymen! Not a single one to stay! Kill! ”

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Time goes back five minutes ago, frontal battle.

"Nakasa! We have rushed into the enemy's lines! ”

"Car number three destroys a machine-gun position! The enemy's infantry is retreating! The troops were not hindered in any way! ”

One good news after another, Ohara felt that victory was already beckoning him, and as long as his tank could pass through the enemy's line and tear a hole, the infantry behind him would follow and the gap would continue to widen.

Next, it will be like the previous battles. The Republicans will be divided into two by them, followed by encirclement and annihilation.

It's a pity that the temptation of military merit and promotion has carried him away.

This devil Nakasa didn't think about one thing at all, that is, why the group of soldiers who dared to exchange more than one with the tank in the past didn't appear on the battlefield today.

As for the battle damage on the side, Ohara Hisanobu naturally saw it in his eyes.

There will always be casualties on the battlefield, and the enemy in front of you will be dealt with first, not to mention that those casualties are completely worthless compared to the upcoming victory.

The position of wing commander is now vacant, and if he can capture the commander of the seven-and-a-half and eight-route armies, he will definitely be able to officially take over.

"Keep going! Don't give the people of the Republic of China a chance to breathe! Pierce their positions in one go! ”

"Hey!"

Only a minute later, the devils came to the battlefield carefully prepared by Li Yunlong.

The twelve Ninety-Seven Type Mediums, which had been indomitable, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and they would face the threat of 40 fires with every step they took.

Although the production capacity of the Eighth Route Army's military industry is not enough to allow the soldiers to have a bazooka, the Marine Regiment has prepared 100 for today's battle.

Even if these individual anti-tank weapons were scattered in all corners of the position, they would definitely kill the 71st Tank Wing several times.

Soon, the 2nd and 4th squadrons received frequent good news.

"Your Excellency! We've been tricked! ”

"The enemy has a large number of anti-tank weapons! Our Ninety-Seven Medium Tan is like paper! The way forward has been blocked! Next.."

There was no more to follow, and all that was left was the sound of explosions and cacophony in the communication channel.

"Moriguchi-kun! Lieutenant Moriguchi? ”

"Lieutenant Moriguchi has broken jade! I'm Kiyoji Mizuta! ”

"Nakasa! A large number of enemy troops appeared in the trenches in the rear! One after another, our tanks were destroyed! ”

It was only at this moment that Hianobu Ohara's discovery of the problem, since they did not encounter any obstacles while advancing, the two tank squadrons were now disconnected from each other.

As for the infantry in the rear, they couldn't catch up with the tanks even more if they ran wildly, resulting in the armored forces completely losing cover.

In addition, the enemy has individual weapons that can destroy the Ninety-Seven Type Zhongtan, and if they don't come up with countermeasures, the two tank squadrons will definitely have to explain here.

"Retreat!"

"All retreat! Pick up the infantry and we're attacking again! ”

In the next second, a voice of despair came from the communication channel.

"Your Excellency! We can't retreat! The enemy took out the tanks at the end of the line, and the back road was completely blocked! ”

Ten tanks were once a sword that went straight to the heart, but now they have become fish that are surrounded in the defense line and can be slaughtered.

While Hianobu Ohara, who was still observing the battlefield, three national soldiers suddenly drilled out a hundred meters in front of him, carrying a strange weapon on their shoulders that had never been seen before.

With the three flames flashing, three armor-piercing bullets flew towards his Ninety-Seven Type Zhongtan.

"Boom, boom!"

The devil Zhongzuo only understood one thing before he died, that is, why the top of the entire North China Front Army cared so much about a regiment-level unit of the Eighth Route Army.

This No. 1 Marine Regiment not only concentrates a large number of advanced weapons, but also has intelligence and air support.

in, can be close to the face output. Retreat, you can run away by plane. is an ordinary little Zhongzuo, why fight with others.

When all the Ninety-Seven Zhongtan were killed in the pit, Grand Master Li at the field command post picked up the communicator and ordered the artillerymen:

"Call Lao Tzu! Boom fuck bitch! ”

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

Woohoo!

(End of chapter)