Second Lieutenant Matsuda's leg was pierced, but his movements were extremely flexible.

The tactical movement of rolling on the hillside at high speed is comparable to the ball pushed by the dung beetle. If combined with the smell on its body, it would be simply.

So, he quickly hid behind a huge rock of nearly 300 kilograms. Unless the Chinese bombarded with infantry cannons, this life would be saved.

Especially after seeing the military commander who had seen him disgusted and didn't want to hide it, he was hit by a heavy machine gun bullet from unknown where he didn't know how to get it.

The material of the 90 steel helmet was simply unable to withstand the powerful warhead with strong kinetic energy. The warhead broke directly into the steel helmet and left a hole as thick as a thumb. There was no need to explore his heartbeat. Just looking at the blood flowing down from the gap of the steel helmet like a waterfall, Second Lieutenant Matsuda knew that if the sergeant did not die, it would be the real God Amaterasu that appeared.

Lieutenant Matsuda was so grateful for the bullet that he had pierced his calf.

Although that feeling made the Japanese Army lieutenant who once held a samurai sword and swore the last drop of blood for His Majesty the Emperor feel a little ashamed.

"For His Majesty the Emperor, I have to live well." Second Lieutenant Matsuda quickly found a reasonable reason for himself, and quickly hid his head behind the big stone, and refused to look at the Chinese position anymore.

The Chinese were crazy. In order to stop the attack of the imperial infantry, they did not hesitate to ammunition. Not only rifles, but also many machine guns were firing desperately.

Sparks flew everywhere on the boulder he was hiding.

Second Lieutenant Matsuda did not dare to look at the Chinese position, but this would never prevent him from turning his attention to the 89 tank less than 200 meters away from him.

The nearly invincible guy was turning his tracks to adjust the direction of the 57MM short-body gun gun muzzle. Even if there were countless bullets falling on his huge body, he could not leave anything except for some Mars.

The 89 tank is at least 350 meters away from the Chinese position. At such a close distance, no fortification can withstand the power of the tank gun. Once the shot is taken, a fire point will be destroyed.

So, Lieutenant Matsuda saw the brilliance of his own tank!

That was definitely the most brilliant fireworks he had ever seen in his life, not because of the 57mm tank gun on his own tank, but from the tank itself.

Covered by smoke, the Chinese gunner who had been locking the Japanese 89 tank finally pulled the bolt, and a tungsten core armor-piercing projectile ran towards the thick armor of the 89 tank.

The 37mm war defense cannons are actually not the main cannons in the Four Lines Regiment. They are rarely seen on the battlefield in previous battles. It is not because of their lack of power. The 37mm war defense cannons that can fire grenades and armor-piercing shells are actually an extremely excellent anti-armor gun on the Chinese battlefield.

During the Battle of Shanghai, a war defense artillery regiment with 16 war defense artillery even destroyed 17 Japanese 89 main battle tanks.

The four-line regiment used less, and the main reason was that the Japanese army had not had much armor power, and the machine guns alone were enough to deal with them. Another reason was that the 37mm war defense cannon was too heavy, and the gun body weight of the gun mount was as high as 450 kilograms, which made its maneuver power a little weak.

Unless it is necessary to concentrate fire and shell the Japanese infantry, 37mm war defense cannons have few chances to board the battlefield.

For several Chinese war defense artillery main gunners, it feels helpless to watch the wall most of the time. This time, they can follow the 683rd Brigade to the battlefield and have the chance to go to the front line to compete with the Japanese tanks. This is definitely the opportunity they dream of proving themselves.

Therefore, as the main gunner of the No. 1 gun, Zhen Dazhuang was very excited. After finding the Japanese tank in the smoke, it took only 30 seconds to adjust the gun and attack the Japanese tank that had just been bombarded.

However, fighting steel plates and moving tanks are actually two concepts, especially in this battlefield where a large amount of smoke and gun smoke have been artificially created to cause a very poor vision, Zhen Dazhuang made a mistake in this shot, and by chance it happened to hit the armored edges of the frontier of the 89 tank.

That is the thickest part of the 89 tank, the key is that it can still bounce shells!

With a loud "Boom!", a small pit was knocked out at the corners of the front armor of the 89 tank, and a spark that could blind people was bursting out, but the tank was fine.

"Damn it!" Zhen Dazhuang, wearing the rank of sergeant, punched the cannon mount with a fierce punch, and then shouted loudly: "Get on the cannonball! Let's do it again."

What's wrong with this? The unknown second lieutenant Matsuda was stunned.

But the Japanese army in the 89 tank was not stupid. After feeling the shock of the tank, they stepped on the accelerator and suddenly rushed forward to avoid the bad luck again.

The No. 2 gun also opened fire. After a shell landed 50 meters, it hit a rock. The stone fragments smashed by the armor-piercing bombs splashed, directly sweeping down several Japanese soldiers nearby who were bent over and moving forward.

The two war defense cannons fired one after another, but they were all futile.

However, it is also scary enough! Especially for the Japanese armored soldiers in the tank.

They knew very well that if it weren't for the master Amaterasu's appearance just now, the Chinese tank gun that had been hiding quietly would be likely to hit it in one shot.

"Baga! The Chinese have tank guns! Dodge by mobile, find him, and kill him!" Captain Hiroshi Si, the squadron leader of the chariot squadron in the tank, shouting loudly, while slapping the driver in front.

This is because the Japanese tanks are not equipped with in-car telephones, and the noise inside the car is too loud, and the commander's command cannot be transmitted to the driver's ears. The command signal light specially developed for this purpose also has no time to see it during the battle. So body language was developed, and slapping the back hard like Hiroo Simoto means moving forward.

Of course, instead of moving towards the position, approaching 350 meters, the front of the tank no longer faces the position on the top of the mountain, but faces the position directly at the thickest armored angle position, which not only resists the firepower of the Chinese people, but also facilitates the firing of the 57mm tank gun located in the turret.

However, the Japanese armored soldiers who had just felt a handful of death would not completely hand over their lives to the armored edges. They had good luck just now, but luck could not be good all the time. They believed in their tactical standards more.

What the Japanese army now has to do is to move the tanks, so that the opponent needs to fight an activity target, which is naturally extremely difficult.

The choice made by Captain Hiroshi Simoto in a short few seconds is undoubtedly extremely correct.

The radio station faithfully passed the orders of Hirooshi Si to the ears of the other tank crew members, and several Type 94 light tanks collectively fry.

Facing tank guns, they are so fragile that businessmen meet officials and let their opponents take them away!

At the same time, the engine with a maximum power of 170 horsepower in the Type 89 medium tank that the Japanese armored soldier was riding on was roaring wildly, and bursts of black smoke spurted out to drive the tracks to accelerate obliquely along the hillside. An armored soldier wearing a tank cap even poked his head out of the turret regardless of danger and watched the battlefield with a telescope.

Soon, the Japanese armored soldiers also found the target.

The white smoke generated by the war defense guns was rising, which was also obvious behind the Chinese position. After adjustment, the 57mm cannon pointing diagonally towards the position at three o'clock was fired.

Tanks and anti-tank guns are natural opponents, and the latter was born specifically to kill the former, but this does not mean that anti-tank guns have a stable advantage.

On the contrary, tanks that can walk freely have inherent advantages, and the 89 tank's 57mm short-barrel cannon is much more powerful than the 37mm war defense cannon. If it is fired, the tank will naturally take advantage.

Therefore, even though the opponent was so quietly fucked and almost didn't go to see Amaterasu collectively, the 89 tank carrying the highest commander of the armored squadron of the 108th Division still did not retreat, but maintained an offensive posture.

Of course, exposing the fragile tail of the tank loaded with engines to the opponent on the battlefield is the stupidest tactic. Moreover, if he retreats without a withdrawal order, the result is better than dying in the tank.

Therefore, fighting against a natural opponent is also the only choice for this Japanese armored soldier captain.

However, the heroic chariot captain did not know that the 57mm short-body manual artillery equipped with the 89 tank was not only a large caliber, but it was actually another failure of the Japanese military industry.

This thing does not have much armor-breaking ability, it is just a moving grenade launcher, and its attack ability is not as good as the 70mm caliber 92 infantry cannon.

Of course, we can't blame the Japanese military experts for being too terrible, as this has something to do with the opponent China they have been staring at.

In fact, China's opponent is too weak, so weak that there are basically no tanks. The enemy in the target has no tanks, so what are the tank guns used for?

With the idea of ​​saving resources to the greatest extent, Japanese military designers designed close-range destruction of machine gun fire points, civil fortifications, and suppressing infantry firepower for the seemingly powerful 57mm tank gun, which is an absolute good infantry helper.

The combat concept still existed in World War I. The Japanese army never regarded tanks as a main force. Tanks were just a weapon to assist infantry military operations.

In the early stages of the war, this combat concept was undoubtedly successful. What they faced was the Chinese army that only had mortars, mountain cannons, and war defense cannons at most.

Not to mention the medium-sized tanks of Type 89 with armor of more than 20 mm thick, the Type 94 Type 95 mini tanks are almost always rampant in China.

In the battlefield in North China, apart from poison gas, tanks and vehicles were almost the last straw that crushed the Chinese people's tenacious resistance, and they never failed.

This also led to the development and devising the Japanese army in 1937 that the Type 97 medium tank was about to invest a lot of equipment to still adopt this concept, and the 57mm short-body gun cannon was still their only choice. A good helper for infantry is the biggest compliment to them.

It has been proved on the battlefield of China that the sandbags and other civil fortifications that the Chinese are used to pile up are basically not enemies of a 57mm gun. If one shot fails, then two guns will come.

The Japanese tankers, including the angry Captain Hiroshi Simoto, all had a strong belief. Under the roar of the imperial chariot, the Chinese resistance was in vain.

They didn't know that the Type 97 medium tank equipped with a slow initial speed and weak armor-piercing ability was almost beaten by the 7th Armored Brigade equipped with an M3 light tank in the Battle of Yangon, Myanmar, four years later.

The invincible 57mm tank gun on the Chinese battlefield cannot even penetrate the 13mm to 44mm armor of the m3 light tank. If you want to ensure breakdown, you must reach 200 meters, which is almost a tank bayonet. But before that, the 37mm tank gun equipped by the M3 light tank of the Sun-Battle Empire had already exploded the newly equipped Japanese Type 97 tank.

Opposite them, the area where the two 37mm war defense guns are located is a sunken fortification made by an infantry platoon using the Japanese crater and blasting. The huge gun body of the entire war defense gun is placed in a crater of 1.5 meters deep. Outside, six layers of sandbags are piled into circular fortifications. Hundreds of kilograms of large stones were used in the middle of the sandbag, just to ensure that the Japanese army used infantry cannons to bombard them with a certain survival rate after discovering them.

Although it is a bit simple, this is the most solid fortification that the commanders and fighters of the 921st Division, who have been at a firepower disadvantage for a long time, can make in a short period of time.

Moreover, after the war, it was proved that this simple but strong enough geocomposition blocked the bombardment of the Japanese 57MM tank gun.

A shell even hit the outer sandbag directly, blowing away four layers, and even the big stones in the interlayer were shattered, but it did not completely break the geotechnical structures built by quantity. Although the four gunners in the fortification were bleeded by the mouth and nose, their lives and precious artillery were saved.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, those Qingchai, who almost smoked the eyes of Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, also played a huge role.

Even if the Japanese armored soldiers poked their heads out of the tank for observation regardless of life and death, they could only give a rough location under the thick smoke.

Their luck is already good if they can hit the fortifications within three shots.

War requires luck, but if it depends entirely on luck, it will die ugly, and ultimately depends on strength.

The Japanese tanks, which were frightened by the tank guns, were like hornets that had exploded, maneuvering disorderly on the hillside and attacking counterattacked. Four Type 94 light tanks were driving very fast, shooting wildly against the position with two 7mm machine guns, suppressing the firepower on the position.

The two 37mm war defense guns were no longer concealed, and they just stared at the 89 tanks that were maneuvering desperately with black smoke. As long as they killed this big guy, the Type 94 light tank with only machine guns would not pose any threat to them.

"Baga, how could Tuba have anti-tank guns?" Nobita Nobita widened his eyes and expressed his disbelief after seeing all this from the telescope.

The Japanese Army Major is already accustomed to the conventional operation of the old opponent of the 921st Division, which is an old rifle. If there are a few light machine guns, they are definitely the elite among the elites. If there are mortars, it means they are the main force.

Suddenly, the Chinese actually created high-end and sophisticated weapons such as anti-tank guns, which naturally made them extremely psychologically uncomfortable.

This mentality, in modern terms, is called: I can't stand the poor and eat a piece of meat.

The Japanese Army Major was not used to it at least. At most, he was angry that the poor started eating meat. But for the Second Lieutenant Matsuda at the center of the battlefield, his mentality was a collapse!

That was much more collapsed than before, his whole body was covered with "true fragrance"!

The reason is very simple. The Type 89 tank was originally 180 meters away from him, but when the spark bloomed brightly on the tank, everything changed.

The tank maneuvered wildly on the hillside like a wild boar that was caught by an arrow. But he felt that the big stone he was staying at was not safe enough, so he fell in love with another stone seventy or eighty meters away.

So, with the efforts of a disabled lieutenant and the madness of the "Arrowed Wild Boar", the lieutenant and the wild boar miraculously met on the battlefield.

The shortest distance between the two sides will never exceed ten meters.

You have to say that usually, Lieutenant Matsuda will use this big black smoke-emitting iron lump as the best cover.

But now, watching the Chinese side chasing the 89 tank with one shot, and directly slashing half of the large stones that were wiping the tracks of the 89 tank. The Japanese Army Lieutenant, who was huddling behind the big stones, just wanted to shout to a few idiot armored soldiers: Don't come over!

No one knew that the poor Japanese Army lieutenant's most upset thing now is that he retreated too quickly, but why didn't the bullet hit the thigh just now? In that case, I could at least lie in that feces field and breathe! Without having to watch that he would be torn to pieces by the Chinese artillery.

Sure enough, there is no absolute in this world, and hell can sometimes become heaven!

Your arsenic is my good medicine! Maybe this is what I am talking about!
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