The third bloody war of resistance Chapter 10 Furious waves Section 1 Breakthrough (4)
The Japanese army was squeezed into the village step by step, and tanks were already roaring through the village, and Japanese soldiers hiding in trenches and corners emerged from the ground. They lured the tanks to rush over at a huge cost. After the village, the Japanese army also built a trench "a real blocking line here. The Japanese soldiers in the village were responsible for the task of dragging the Chinese infantry. They bought time for the main resistance line to eliminate the tanks.
Zhuang Mingkun rushed into the village with the commando team, and the troops immediately divided into several groups. He personally led a team to follow the traces of the tanks to rush deeper. The familiar sound of the 38 guns sounded from the side, and the two soldiers following behind fell down without a sound. Zhuang Mingkun shook the trigger violently, and the muzzle spewed out the flame tongue. Seven or eight flame tongues, please completely block the corner.
The two soldiers of the Japanese army stubbornly leaned out and were quickly beaten into honeycombs, but their actions won just a few seconds for their companions. Two grenades flew out of the hidden place, and amid the explosion, two more soldiers fell down. Zhuang Mingkun hid behind a broken wall as the grenade flew out.
After avoiding the aftermath of the explosion, seven or eight grenades also flew into the hidden place. A violent explosion sounded. Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, Zhuang Mingkun rushed in with three soldiers, followed by the continuous gunfire of the semi-automatic rifle.
56 Today, the soldiers of the Japanese army rushed out of a collapsed thatched hut and shot backwards while rushing. The Chinese soldiers swayed in gray uniforms among the thatched walls, leaving the three soldiers who were surveillance to turn their guns and stop them head-on. The desperate Japanese soldiers simply dropped their guns, raised their grenades and rushed over, showing a hideous and desperate face.
There were fierce battles everywhere inside and outside the village, and the remaining Japanese troops fought to the death. Zhuang Mingkun rushed from the village to outside the village and then rushed into the village again. Just when he was about to kill, he ran into the battalion commander Cao Linqiang, and Cao Linqiang scolded him.
"Where is the tank? Your mission is to follow the tank! What the hell are you doing here!".
Zhuang Mingkun's head suddenly became big and turned around and ran out of the village. Cao Linqiang yelled at his back, and then turned around to command the troops to clear the remaining Japanese troops. Zhuang Mingkun rushed out of the village with a group of people, chased the traces of tanks, and rushed to the place where the cannon sounded fiercely.
Fierce battles were unfolding on the entire front, and fighter planes roared in the sky. The Chinese Air Force always controlled the sky on the battlefield. The remaining Japanese Air Force took off to take off in a dispersed manner and flew into the battlefield like suicide. In the siege of the Chinese Air Force, they supported the ground. On the ground, the soldiers of the two armies sacrificed their lives and continued gunfire. The Japanese army was determined to be in a decisive manner, no matter how fierce the artillery fire of the Chinese team was. How much casualties were, they always insisted on the position and dragged the Chinese soldiers. Kill the Chinese soldiers before going to the Yasukuni Shrine to kill more Chinese soldiers.
Zhuang Mingkun no longer cared about the war behind him. He chased him to the sound of cannons and saw more than 20 tanks burning in the snow. The remaining tanks were slowly retreating, and the tanks were repelled after a fierce battle.
Zhuang Mingkun found the command vehicle, and the commander of the tank regiment was holding the phone and shouting: "Infantry! I need infantry!...
, "We are here!", Zhuang Mingkun panting.
The regiment commander jumped out of the command car, looked at Zhuang Mingkun and the soldiers behind him and asked with some suspicion: "How many of you have?"
Zhuang Mingkun said without hesitation: "Don't worry, sir, it's enough...
"The Japanese set up two anti-tank tyrants in front of them. They haven't ambushed in the snow yet, and they are fucking. The commander said swearing: "I also learned to monetize the bottle. Damn, I won't check it for a while, you
More than twenty tanks were smoking, and the bodies of several tank soldiers were hung upside down on the car, seven or eight of them seemed to have rushed into the Japanese position. The black smoked tanks were very eye-catching on the snow, and the regiment commander looked very angry.
Zhuang Mingkun turned his head and looked at it. There were only forty or fifty soldiers behind him, only about half of them compared to when he set off. He gritted his teeth and shouted to his soldiers: "Lou, come on!"
, "Wait!". The commander of the regiment quickly called him: "Listen to me."
After saying that, the regiment commander got into the armored vehicle and picked up the microphone and shouted, "Lu Hu, Lu Hu, the left wing assembled; Pili, Pili, the front. Fire together in five minutes! First, twenty minutes! The regiment commander jumped out of the car and took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms. He took out one of them and threw the rest to Zhuang Mingkun. Zhuang Mingkun took one of them. He took out his cigarette and threw it to the soldiers behind him. The two of them didn't say anything, but they just smoked on the armored vehicle.
The Japanese artillery fire continued and the tanks continued to adjust. The regiment commander seemed to have no concern at all. He leaned against the armored vehicle and looked at Zhuang Mingkun while smoking.
, "Brother, what's the name? That person?"
, "Xijiang, surnamed Zhuang... Zhuang Mingkun squatted on the ground, lowered his head and sprayed out smoke.
The leader smiled: "Then we are fellow villagers, I am also from Xijiang, Xijiang Jinhua...
, "Haha, that's close. I'm from Qiaoling... Zhuang Mingkun replied.
The regiment commander was slightly stunned. The 22nd Army was the Sichuan Army, and most of them were Sichuan people. How could he join the Sichuan Army? As for himself, it was because the tank troops were newly formed, and the officers and soldiers came from all directions.
The commander of the "Yongkang" murmured for a few words, and then asked tentatively: "Your surname is Zhuang. It seems that the commander of Zhuang is also from Qiaoling area.
"Commander Zhuang Mingkun is my tribe, Zhuang Mingkun, who is not willing to mention him, is a famous tribe uncle. He went to Chongqing with his cousins after the Second Jinpu Road Battle in the 29th year of the Republic of China. Zhuang Jihua asked them to choose between the Central Military Academy and the Southwest Cadre School, but he all entered the Central Military Academy. When he graduated, he thought he was going to the Expeditionary Army or the Youth Army, but he was assigned to the Sichuan Army.
The assignment of graduates from the Central Military Academy to the Sichuan Army was an important measure for Zhuang Jihua to transform the Sichuan Army in a planned manner. Although Zhuang Jihua did not move the senior leaders of the Sichuan Army, he started from the lower-level officers, and the war would inevitably lead to casualties. Graduates from the Central Military Academy and the War Zone Officers' School were used to supplement the lower-level officers, and thus slowly transform the Sichuan Army.
"It's not easy for me, I can actually go to the front line. The commander smiled and added some respect to his tone. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, many relatives of high-ranking officials joined the army. But few people really went to the front line. Jiang Weiguo was one of the few examples.
"Helping with your brothers, since you have become a soldier" is nothing in the rear... Zhuang Mingkun also smiled, saying that he should be considered an intellectual young man, and ran away from home without graduating from high school. After joining the Sichuan Army, he won the Zhongqin Medal in the Battle of Shandong and was promoted to lieutenant company commander after the war." This time he volunteered to be the commando captain, and this position is the easiest to be killed in battle.
, "Good! Brother. I'm ready to work!... The commander laughed, reached out and patted Zhuang Mingkun on the shoulder twice, threw away the cigarette butt, looked at the well condition, and soon rushed into the command car and grabbed the microphone: "Lu Hu covers, Pi Li! Get ready to charge! Pi Li, Pi Li! Get ready to charge!...
, "Pili understands! Pili understands!...
Zhuang Mingkun summoned his brothers. With just one cigarette, more than a dozen people were added, and the commando team had only more than seventy people. Zhuang Mingkun divided the troops into three groups, led more than twenty people to rush from the front with the tanks, and another dozen touched them from the flank. More than forty people behind formed a support team.
The tank began to roar. A thick stream of smoke spewed out from behind the butt, as if a beast was about to escape. Zhuang Mingkun took the lead in jumping onto a t34. Hiding behind the turret, a soldier followed him. The tank roared twice. A fire gushed out of the muzzle, and the motor roared and rushed forward.
More than 20 tanks formed a straight triangular formation, and the front was Zhuang Mingkun's T34 tank. The artillery fire became even more fierce, and the two tanks responsible for cover shot desperately and destroyed the exposed fire points one by one.
Gradually, the artillery fire of the Japanese counterattack began to rise. "The shells exploded around the tank." Zhuang Mingkun swallowed his saliva, felt a little dry in his mouth, and reached out to touch the cigarette. Only then did he realize that the cigarette had been given to the brothers. The brother next to him took out a cigarette and handed it to him. He lowered his head and lit it. Taking a deep breath and spit out the cigarette, then handed it to the brother next to him, and then his eyes were nervously staring at the surroundings.
Perhaps the hidden trenches were used up last time, and no Japanese soldiers appeared in the snow this time, but as the tanks approached the Japanese positions, the Japanese artillery fire became more and more fierce.
The bullet exploded next to it. The brothers in the car fell off the car without a sound. The tank continued to rush towards the enemy formation without any influence. Zhuang Mingkun grabbed the turret tightly. A flash of fire on the opposite position made Zhuang Mingkun feel that the tank was shocked and he could no longer grasp it. His body flew backwards from the tank and fell to the ground fiercely.
When the tanks rushed into the trenches, the infantry carried by the vehicle jumped down and held submachine guns to hide in the trenches. Yes, the Japanese army, who were reused, drove out of the trenches.
The gunfire sounds, and the Japanese army discovered that the trenches became their graves. The Chinese soldiers were descending from a high place. Bullets were pouring like raindrops, and they could only retreat desperately along the trenches. From time to time, one or two brave soldiers tried to poke out to fight back, but before they could fire, they were immediately hit by the rain of bullets.
Zhuang Mingkun stumbled into the position, and he felt his head buzzing and thinking, he was shocked from the tank. He lay on the ground for a few minutes and was almost crushed by the tank following behind. With his tenacious will, he stood up. He felt dizzy. After turning around in place for a few circles, he could tell the direction and walk forward with a gun.
On the position, the Japanese front had collapsed, and Chinese soldiers were chasing the Japanese army everywhere. Zhuang Mingkun sat on the edge of the trench as if he was stunned, and slowly he fell to the ground.
When he woke up again, he was already lying on a stretcher. In the sky, the stars in the sky blinked at him. Perhaps feeling his struggle, an old voice came from behind: "Child, don't worry, the Japanese have fought away...
It was getting late. The gunfire on the battlefield gradually subsided, and the battle reports from various fronts quickly reached the De County Headquarters. Chief of Staff Xu Zuyi reported the battle reports to Zhuang Jihua and Bai Chongxi that day.
Chapter completed!