Chapter 229: The Battle of Nankou (7)

The Japanese chariot in front of him was getting closer and closer to the first trench, and the 37 cannons on the chariot also began to rage towards the second trench and the circular fortifications on the top of the mountain, but the first trench where the suicide squad was ambushed was not moving at all.

"What's going on? You must have been beaten to death, right?" The second company commander who was ambushed in the second trench could not hold back his breath and said in a low voice.

"Fart! The company commander is so stingy, he will never be beaten to death so easily. Tell your brothers to keep calm." Mo Jianlin whispered to the old classmate of the Central Military Academy.

Only one of the three company commanders under his command was from the army and was even older than the regiment commander Cheng Dean. Although he was not well educated, he was a good at fighting.

Six bean chariots slowly rushed to the first trench. The trench less than two meters was not an insurmountable obstacle in front of the chariot. The Japanese drivers of the chariot increased their horsepower and began to climb over the first trench amid the strange sound of the engine and continued to rush upwards.

A chariot happened to run over the head of the suicide squad, and the soil and gravel that fell from the two trenches almost buried them.

"Brothers, keep calm and wait until the Japanese Iron Tortoise passes, we will blow up his bastard from behind." Amid the roar of the chariot, the company leader shouted loudly to the brothers beside him.

"Storm up. The chariot rushed up." Jun Yanagi, who was watching the battle behind, held up his telescope and saw that the chariot rushed to the first trench very smoothly, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.

"His Excellency Colonel, the chariot troops of the Imperial Japanese Army are invincible. My chariot will definitely be able to level the entire Dragon and Tiger Platform." Rihe Dingman said with a gloomy face.

The smooth attack made Junichi Yanagi temporarily forget his unhappiness and said happily: "Li Hejun, take down the Dragon Tiger Platform and occupy the Nankou. The first merit belongs to your chariot brigade. I must..."

Before Junichi Yanagi finished speaking, an incredible scene suddenly appeared. A fireball rose into the air, burning a chariot that had just rushed through the first trench. Then the second and third.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, what's going on?" Lihe Dingman opened his mouth wide and looked at the scene in front of him. A squadron of his own light chariots instantly ignited three ignited raging fires. Before he could react, the Dragon and Tiger Platform, which was originally silent, boiled again, and gunfire sounded loudly.

"Good fight!" Mo Jianlin, who was lying in the second trench, clearly saw that the Japanese chariot had just crossed the first trench. More than a dozen figures in the trench suddenly soared into the air, holding the ignited moor bottle and smashing the Japanese chariot's butt, and lit three chariots at once.

"Fire! Suppress the infantry behind and cover the brothers who are the suicide squad." Mo Jianlin had no time to be excited, and more than a thousand infantry were followed behind the chariot. Seeing someone emerging from the trenches, the infantry behind quickly opened fire, and several figures were chasing towards the other three chariots and fell down.

The second trench, where the heavy machine gun fired at the top of the mountain, opened fire together. The Japanese stormtroopers were rushing up with guns, and the two companies had nearly 170 or 80 rifles, more than a dozen light machine guns, and eight heavy machine guns suddenly opened a fire net and rolled it to the Japanese. The continuous screams of the fire net passed, instantly more than fifty or sixty Japanese fell straight into the pool of blood and twitched.

The Japanese among the other three tanks who rushed to the front and escaped the flamingo by chance were obviously frightened by the sudden change and stopped on the hillside with a creaking sound. Suddenly, a jingle sound was heard in the front armor, and the four m2 on the top of the mountain concentrated their firepower to open fire on the three tanks. Although the 12.7mm armor-piercing ammunition could not penetrate the front armor of the tank, the huge sound and powerful kinetic energy made this light tank with a weight of only three to five tons shake, making the Japanese in the tank frightened.

"Reversing, reversing at full speed. Retreat." The Japanese squadron leader, who personally served as the commander of one of the surviving chariots, howled in fear.

The three chariots opened fire and slid down the hillside.

In addition, the three ignited tanks were directly hit by the mobilizer, and the engine stopped working immediately. The thin armor at the tail made heat transfer faster. The Iron Tortoise became a burning fire coffin at this time. The crew members who could not stand the scorching fire screamed and crawled out of the hatch. When their bodies were like a fireball, they were knocked into a hornet's nest by oncoming bullets before they jumped to the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom." The ammunition in the chariot finally exceeded the limit in the fire and exploded one after another. The turret of one of the chariots was swirled and pushed into the air by the explosion air waves, flying a hundred meters away, landing on the hillside, smashing several Japanese infantrymen who were shooting against the Chinese defenders into a pile of meat paste.

Just as the Japanese chariot was reversing rapidly, several figures that were originally lying there at the forefront of the first trench began to move.

"Damn, the Japanese chariot is back again. Brothers, find a way to kill them. You three will deal with the one on the left, and you two will follow me to deal with the one on the right." The company commander ordered the other unknown suicide squadrons who survived.

Just now, because the Japanese chariots were relatively scattered and the suicide squads were relatively concentrated, the moor bottle only hit the three chariots closest to them, and the other three were out of reach. The brothers who chased them also fell under the guns of the Japanese infantry who followed up. Fortunately, the first company commander and the five brothers hit two chariots and fell in time and hid in a hiding manner, so they avoided the bullets like rain behind.

Six figures jumped up from the ground again, regardless of the bullets flying in front and behind, and rushed towards the Japanese chariots that were flew back and forth.

"Cover, heavy machine guns cover these brothers." Cheng Dean, who was observing with a telescope on the top of the mountain, saw this scene and quickly ordered the m2 heavy machine gun position not far away to cover the six warriors. Four m2s quickly moved the target, and the 12.7mm armor-piercing bombs hit the Japanese lying on the hillside and couldn't raise their heads.

The machine gunners in one of the Japanese chariots that fled in a hurry obviously found three Chinese soldiers rushing towards him with a fire-burning mobilizer. Only then did they figure out how the three chariots caught fire.

"Change, turn around." The machine gunner shouted wildly, and desperately shot the three Chinese soldiers rushing up with the machine gun.

Unfortunately, before the three warriors could rush to the Japanese chariot and threw out the mould in their hands, they fell down. The mould in their hands fell to the ground, burning the flames soaring into the sky.

At the same time, another tank also discovered three Chinese soldiers rushing towards him. He quickly adjusted the machine gun strafing. While the bullet hit two Chinese soldiers, it also hit the moor bottle in one of them. A fire broke out on the body of the suicide squad member who was injured in the gun. The splashed liquid also splashed on the body of the injured companion at the same time. With a shrill scream, the two warriors finally fell down.

The moment the gunshot sounded, the company commander who alertly flipped into a cannonball crater and watched the scene with tears in his eyes. He was the only one left of the dozen death squadrons who came out with him.

"Brothers, don't worry, brother will avenge you. Wait for brother, twenty years later, we will be a hero again, and we will fight the Japanese again." The company commander murmured to himself, looking at the chariots that had been firing for more than thirty meters, while trying hard to fire, while roaring, got up from the crater, and rushed towards the Japanese chariots with a moor bottle.

As the angle the first company commander chose, the machine gun on the turret could not hit him at all. It was about to get closer. Just as the first company commander was about to aim the incendiary bottle in his hand at the Japanese chariot, a bullet flew from the opposite side, and his steps suddenly stopped, and the powerful kinetic energy of the bullet almost caused him to fall.

"It's the first company commander, brothers, cover up." Mo Jianlin in the second trench looked sharp-eyed. Seeing this scene, he quickly ordered loudly.

"Ah!" At this time, the company leader heard a loud roar and threw the molten bottle in his hand towards the Japanese chariot. With a "bang!", the molten bottle smashed the armor on the side of the chariot. The gasoline mixed with sugar in the bottle firmly attached to the armor and started to burn.

After being shot in front of his chest, he threw out the incendiary bottle in his hand with all his strength. Looking at the burning chariot, the company commander smiled miserably, looked back at the brothers of the suicide squad squad lying on the hillside, and murmured, "Brothers, we are worth it!" As he said that, he finally fell down on his back.

"Fight!" Mo Jianlin choked and roared, snatched a Czech light machine gun from the machine gunner beside him, and shot wildly at the Japanese on the hillside.

At this time, the Japanese chariots were like frightened birds. Maybe there were still Huajun hiding in the dark to attack their chariots with a moor bottle. They turned around and prepared to flee to the bottom of the mountain. The chariot that was on fire but had not yet lost its kinetic energy quickly turned around and even ignored the infantry lying on the hillside.

The sides and buttocks of the three chariots were finally exposed to the four m2s. The heavy machine gunners of the fire battalion were waiting for this opportunity, and the four flame tongues bit them tightly.

The six-mm armor, in front of the 12.7mm armor-piercing bullet, was like paper. It not only penetrated the hood and hit the engine, but also passed through the armor and smashed the chariot crew into a pile of flesh and blood. The three fleeing tanks suddenly fell into their nests. The m2 still concentrated their fire and opened fire. The ammunition in the chariot that finally caught fire was the first to explode. The entire chariot decomposed like paper, and thousands of bullets and artillery shells flew around, harvesting the lives of the infantry on the hillside.

"Boom, boom." There were two loud noises, and the armor-piercing shells that penetrated into the other two war vehicles detonated the shells that had been loaded with fuses in the car, and they exploded one after another.

With a "thump", the arrogant Li Heding man, who had just been arrogant, had his feet weak, his face pale, and he sat down on the ground. The chariot troops that he had always been proud of were a whole squadron, and six chariots now turned into six fires on the Dragon and Tiger Platform.

"Baga, Bageyalu. The second squadron and the third squadron, attack, all attack." The angry and embarrassed Rihe Dingman got up from the ground and howled hysterically while running towards his chariot troops.

"Baga! Bastard, stop!" Jun Yanagi, who had a gray face, stopped Rihe Dingnan: "Idiot, have you not discovered that the Chinese army has anti-tank weapons? Do you want to ruin all the chariots? Bastard!"

After scolding Rihe Dingman, Junichi Yanagai gritted his teeth and ordered: "Order the offensive troops to retreat, report to the brigade commander, and request tactical guidance from the aviation force."

Seeing the signal flares for the Japanese to retreat, more than a thousand Japanese on the hillside retreated to the mountain like a retreating tide. Cheng Dean, who suffered a loss, quickly ordered loudly: "Stop shooting, leave an observation post, and all personnel retreat to the back slope. The mortar fired and sent the Japanese for a journey."

On the second-line position, Mo Jianlin, who was still operating machine guns, received the order from the regiment commander and had to let go of the machine gun in his hand reluctantly. He shouted: "Second Company Commander, immediately send someone to snatch the bodies of the brothers of the suicide squad and retreat together."

The Neon Army mixed with the 11th Brigade in Changping City. Lieutenant General Suzuki Shigekaku, who had been waiting for news, received a light chariot squadron from Junichi Yanagi. The troops were killed and killed nearly 700 times, and they asked for tactical guidance from the aviation force.

"Baga! Junichi Yanagai, this idiot." In a furious state, Shigekai Suzuki pulled out his command knife and danced in the air. He was so scared that a group of staff members fled everywhere. Even Chief of Staff Colonel Shinoji Ono stood aside with a pale face, not daring to say anything more.

After venting for a while, Shigekazu Suzuki finally calmed down. The first attack on the Pingsui Line was the Kwantung Army for its own interests. Now that the first battle is not good, Shigekazu Suzuki had to bite the bullet and personally call the commander of the North China garrison Army.

In Suzuki Shigekaku's low voice, Kiyoji Katsuki heard that the 11th Brigade's attack on Nankou was not smooth. He frowned and did not scold Suzuki Shigekaku. While agreeing to send air force, he ordered in a more intense tone: "Suzuki, whether you can capture Nankou and Juyongguan is directly related to the success or failure of the entire Pingsui Line battle. I don't care what method you use, you must conquer Nankou and Juyongguan within three days."

"Hay." Suzuki Shigeyao put down the phone and looked helpless. After attacking for a whole morning, he suffered heavy losses, and could not even get the Dragon and Tiger Platform outside the South Entrance. Although he had sufficient mental preparation in advance when fighting with the Central Army of China for the first time, the strength shown by the Honorary First Division was still beyond his expectations.

"Brig Commander, did you send all the 62nd Regiment to the Toksakakou and open a gap from there?" Ono Shinji suggested carefully.
Chapter completed!