"Cavalry company! Offensive! ”

With Sun Desheng's order, each vehicle crew immediately called on the long-awaited infantry squad and launched an attack on the devils a few hundred meters away.

It turned out that in the face of an enemy scattered in all corners of the battlefield, the firepower of the Cicada tank, equipped with only one side-by-side machine gun, was slightly insufficient.

If you change to Xie Mantou with three machine guns, the soldiers of the 1st Marine Regiment will definitely be much easier.

"Jiao Shougui! Who told you to turn left and take a detour? ”

"Aren't there just two devils who are not dead? Either you press it yourself, or you let the gunner sweep it for you! ”

"Your actions will expose the infantry behind us! To be merciful to the enemy on the battlefield is to be cruel to one's own people! The next time this happens, you kid will give me back to being an infantryman!" ”

"Yes!"

Although the comrades had undergone sufficient training before the war, there were inevitably some problems in the first attack with a tank.

The episode just now did not affect everyone's relationship, but slightly improved the tacit understanding of the entire car group. By the time this campaign is over, the fighters of the fighter company will inevitably become qualified armored soldiers.

"Boom!"

In the process of advancing, Sun Desheng's crew members first heard a crisp sound, and at the same time, the car body also had abnormal vibrations.

In the face of the sudden attack, they were not overwhelmed and nervous.

"The enemy has anti-tank weapons! Find out! ”

The infantry squad that moved with the vehicle performed very well, and its squad leader found the target at the first time. He first ordered the machine gunner to direct the tank gunner with tracer rounds, and then shouted through the communicator:

"Eleven o'clock!"

Following the trajectory of the light machine gun, Sun Desheng also saw the devils hidden near the wreckage of the Type 97 tank.

Thanks to the excellent intelligence network of the Eighth Route Army, he recognized at a glance the Type 97 20mm anti-tank rifle used by the other side.

It could pierce 30 mm of armor at a distance of 200 meters, and if you get closer, it can even pierce the front face of a cicada tank.

"Infantry fire suppression! Don't give the other side a second chance to shoot. ”

"Ren Dakai! On the high explosive bomb! Shoot it directly! Don't be reluctant to use cannonballs! When we run out, there will be a transport plane to give us an airdrop to replenish! ”

With Sun Desheng's order, the three tanks in the vicinity stopped at the same time and aimed at the target, and the gunner stuffed the tank gun with a high-explosive shell as fast as he could.

"Boom!"

Three cannons were fired in unison, a tattered corpse was blown into the air, and even three devils with their bodies on fire ran out from behind the wreckage of the Ninety-Seven Type Zhongtan.

Just as the machine guns and infantry were about to replenish their guns, Sun Desheng spoke in time to stop them.

"Don't worry about the burning devils, people may just feel a little cold. All focus and keep going! ”

In the ensuing battle, the fighter mobile company did not encounter any heavy weapons or anti-tank weapons.

With the 38 big cover and crooked handles alone, the devil infantry can't threaten the cicada tank at all, and it is only a matter of time before the battlefield is cleared.

During the process, Sun Desheng always held the communicator and poked out the hatch slightly to control the overall situation.

Under his command, the 71st Tank Wing had no chance of organizing an effective suicide attack, not even a little close.

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Looking at the battlefield in the distance, Grand Master Li had a lot of emotion in his heart.

Under the tactics of infantry and tan, the attack of the fighter mobile company can be described as overwhelming, and the remnants of the devils on the battlefield have no way to take tanks.

Neither a rifle, a light machine gun, nor an anti-tank rifle can penetrate the cicada-style frontal armor.

A 37-mm tank gun can destroy almost any enemy, even if it hides behind the wreckage of the Type 97 Zhongtan.

"Damn, is this how the devil felt back then?"

"Just being light can bring such a huge boost to the troops. In the future, if there is Zhongtan, wouldn't it be possible to beat the Kwantung Army. ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Jieshan on the side also nodded.

Although he was a lieutenant general, he had never commanded an armored unit, and even today was the first time he had seen his own tanks up close.

As a soldier, how can you not be interested in advanced equipment.

At this moment, the artillery company directly under the 1st Marine Regiment came to the two of them with six strange weapons like farm tools.

That's right, the secret weapon prepared by the Yellow River is precisely the 107-mm light towed rocket launcher.

Compared to the Red Arrow, it is more mobile. The whole cannon vividly interprets the essence of the idea of carrying a horse on a human back, and a group of five people can carry sixteen disassembled pieces.

As a rocket launcher, the 107 Fire undoubtedly has extremely explosive power. It can fire twelve shells at once in ten seconds, and the projection at full fire is comparable to that of a howitzer battalion.

In the plans of the Yellow River, the weapon was to be devolved to the regimental level in the coming days.

As long as each infantry regiment is equipped with six 107 fires, even the firepower of the basic regiment can suppress the Japanese wing in a short time, after all, this is a big treasure that almost made the Zumwater-class destroyer difficult to deliver.

Looking at the strange weapon that he had never seen before, Chen Jieshan's expression became extremely exciting.

Today, he saw too many new things beyond his cognition, and he once wondered if he was living in a dream. Moreover, the Eighth Route Army did not shy away from the 35th Army when fighting, and this situation made this preserved lieutenant general have to reverie for a long time.

Don't?

The Eighth Route Army wants to appease itself?

In fact, Lao Li's idea is very simple, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention that the current enemy is still two special wings.

When the last Type 97 Zhongtan that rushed into the position was blown up by the soldiers with 40 fires in their hands, Grand Master Li immediately picked up the portable communicator and ordered:

"Call Lao Tzu! Boom fuck bitch! ”

"One battalion and two battalions are ready to fight! Rush with me to take out the enemy infantry! ”

"Inform Sun Desheng! Let them go after the cavalry of the devils after the shelling! Then send a telegram to the escort formation and ask Captain Wang Hai to assist the fighter in the mobile operation. ”

With one commanding command after another, the entire land battle group instantly changed from a thick shield to a sharp sword out of the sheath.

The first to act was naturally the artillery company directly under the regimental headquarters, which aimed 107 fire at the 14th Cavalry Wing four kilometers ahead, and then completed the unified firing under the command of the company commander.

"Woohoo!"

Six rocket launchers fired almost simultaneously, and 107mm rockets weighing 18.8 kilograms flew towards the devils with long tail flames.

The surging waves of air stirred up countless dust, and even a layman would feel extraordinary when he saw it.

Nine seconds later, all 72 rockets roared out.

As if thinking of something important, Grand Master Li turned his head to Lieutenant General Guo beside him and said:

"Commander Chen, get your cavalry and infantry ready to go! Your task is simple! Kill the Mongolian troops who have no ability to resist for us. ”

"We have rules, and we have to trouble you for this kind of thing."

"Don't worry about the casualties, the soldiers of our 1st Marine Regiment will definitely rush in front of your 35th Army."

Although the commander of the Eighth Route Army in front of him was only a colonel, for some reason Chen Jieshan couldn't resist the other party's personality charm at all. After hearing Li Yunlong's arrangement, he subconsciously replied without even thinking about it:

"Roger! Mission completion guaranteed! ”

"Please rest assured, Commander Li! The troops of the 8th theater of operations have never been misbreeded! We will definitely follow in your footsteps. ”

The whole process of the conversation between the two made Zhao Gang smile, and his own regiment commander had commanded a division of preserved fruit soldiers during the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain. Now it is even more exaggerated, and every war zone obeys his orders.

If it goes on like this, the corners of the bald head will be dug up by Li Yunlong.

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Because the speed of the horses was slightly slower than the tanks, the 14th Cavalry Wing did not keep pace with the 71st Tank Wing during the attack.

As a blessing in disguise, they were able to live a little longer for the time being.

Looking at those cicada tanks that killed all directions, Kawasaki Zentaro's eyes were full of disbelief and fear.

"Is this what the people of the Republic of China felt back then?"

As a cavalryman, the old devil is naturally repulsive to iron bumps, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't understand how strong a well-trained armored unit really is.

The tank that can easily kill nearly ten Type 97 Zhongtan must be the secret weapon that the Eighth Route Army researched in order to attack Suiyuan. The hundreds of cavalry under his command are definitely not the enemy of others.

Although it is not known by what means the Eighth Route Army sent tanks to the battlefield, their wing must now consider how to retreat smoothly.

That's a tank, you can't use your sabre and lance to fight the armored troops, it's a crazy man's job to cut a tank.

"Send a telegram to Lieutenant General Nishihara immediately, and be sure to send back to the headquarters the news that the Eighth Route Army has tanks!"

"Throw away all heavy weapons and baggage, and go into battle lightly, and take nothing with you except dry rations and ammunition that you carry with you! The front team turns to the back team! Everyone retreats at once! ”

"I don't believe that the tanks of the Eighth Route Army can take into account both firepower and speed!"

In Kawasaki Zentaro's cognition, at least a tank of the same type must be able to penetrate the frontal armor of the Type 97 medium.

The maximum speed of its own Type 97 is 38 kilometers per hour, and even if the tanks of the Eighth Route Army are stronger, they cannot exceed 45 kilometers per hour.

In this way, there is still a high probability that you can successfully escape.

But just as the whole wing was about to speed up, a red flame that was more dazzling than the noon sun came out. They streaked through the wreckage of the 71st Wing of Chariots and sprinkled in an arc towards the path of retreat.

The graceful arc looks like a fiery red steel waterfall.

"Boom, boom!"

The explosion like a thunderous tiger roared in an instant, causing the devil cavalry near the landing point to lose their hearing, and streams of blood flowed from their ears.

Unfortunately, the pain didn't last long.

As the ground shook and the mountains shook, balls of fireballs exploded in the ranks of the 14th Cavalry Wing, creating an insurmountable sea of death.

Although the 107 fire at this stage is still in the experimental stage, neither the hit rate nor the stability has reached the original expectations of the Yellow River.

But quantity can make up for the lack of quality, as long as there are enough shells, there is no worry about missing the shot. What's more, poor dispersion is not entirely a shortcoming, and the shelling is also a matter of fate.

In just one volley, hundreds of horses were engulfed in flames and explosions.

Even cavalry, known for their mobility, could not escape the fate of being turned into charcoal and minced meat.

It is worth mentioning that in the queue of the 14th Cavalry Wing, there are many logistics vehicles of the 71st Wing of the Cavalry.

Some of the trucks had not yet had time to unload the fuel and ammunition for the armored forces.

Those flammable and explosive materials became the perfect materials for detonation at this time, and the chain explosions saved the soldiers of the 1st Marine Regiment a lot of trouble.

"Yaga! What the hell is this artillery! ”

"Quick! Give Lieutenant General Nishihara another electricity! Report everything you need to know about the current situation! ”

"That's right! Be sure to put all the blame on that waste of Isamu Yokoyama! Our team has suffered such a heavy loss, and we must find a suitable scapegoat. ”

Since Zentaro Kawasaki had been at the end of the line, the shelling just now did not take his life.

At this time, the old devil was whipping the war horse under his seat with a horsewhip, and at the same time gave an order to the communications staff officer on the left, until now he felt that he could return to the station smoothly.

It is not difficult to understand the matter of throwing the pot, after all, when the two wings set out, there were nearly 1,000 horses and 52 tanks of various types.

Now it's a good thing, not only was the 71st Tank Regiment wiped out, but even his own cavalry was only a little more than a hundred. If you don't have to take the sin of Yokoyama, I'm afraid that I will have to perform seppuku and commit suicide after I go back.

Anyway, the dead man can't speak, and it's up to him to explain it.

"Your Excellency! Big things are wrong! ”

"Look back! Enemy tanks are approaching at a rapid pace! If we continue like this, we will definitely be caught up by the Eighth Route Army! ”

As soon as these words came out, Zentaro Kawasaki turned around in surprise and looked at it.

I saw that twenty-four tanks were chasing behind them, and it was not difficult to tell from the black smoke behind them that the other side was advancing at full speed.

As cavalrymen, the surviving devils are very sensitive to speed.

Just by looking at it with the naked eye, they could see that the armored units of the Eighth Route Army were traveling at a speed of no less than fifty kilometers per hour, and that astonishing fact made Zentaro Kawasaki rush to despair.

In order to increase their speed, they just threw away all their heavy weapons.

Without field artillery and rapid-fire guns, these people are no match for tanks at all, and they don't even have the ability to fight back at all.

"Yaga! What the hell is this monster! Why can you combine firepower and speed at the same time! Is this light or medium! ”

"Run! Keep running! Everybody runs separately! The number of tanks of the Eighth Route Army was not much! There are only twenty-four! We run separately and have a chance to live! ”

After hearing the order of his wing leader, the surviving devils immediately split up in a team.

It's a pity that in addition to the tanks behind them, the Blenheim fighters in the sky will not let them go.

Faced with the rogue style of open-ground coordination, Zentaro Kawasaki hesitated for a moment and then brandished his saber and turned around and rushed towards the cicada tank.

"It's dark! Onboard! ”

I'm trash

(End of chapter)