Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

The idea is rich, but the reality is very skinny.

The Japanese tank squad leader's fantasy was that after the artillery fire, the smoke and dust would gradually dissipate, revealing a devastated battlefield.

The guerrillas' originally determined charge was broken up by the sudden artillery fire. Some soldiers fell in a pool of blood, some struggled to get up, but more were stunned and disoriented, at a loss.

At this time, the machine gunner on the tank can start to harvest heads.

He could even imagine the machine gunner's expression at that time.

The corners of their mouths curled up into a cruel smile, and their fingers pulled the trigger.

Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta! …

A dense barrage of machine gun bullets poured out like raindrops, weaving a web of death, ruthlessly reaping the life of every enemy.

This feels like a relaxing killing game.

But in reality, their artillery missed the target, and the machine gunners on the tanks were killed one after another by the enemy.

But the most terrifying thing is that the enemy is approaching.

The Japanese tank squad leader quickly climbed up the turret and quietly stuck his head out.

He first glanced behind him and found that the infantry was still 200 meters away from him. Then he looked forward and saw that the enemy was about 150 meters away from him.

Seeing this, the captain of the tank team smiled slightly and ordered: "Close the hatch and wait for reinforcements."

  Bang!Bang!Bang!

All the doors of the Japanese tanks were closed, and the tanks also stopped.

The muzzle of the gun slowly lowered and aimed at the charging guerrillas again.

At this time, it was Duanwu who shouted again: "Avoid!"

"Yes!"

Under Duanwu's command, the running guerrillas adjusted their running path again.

Wherever the Japanese's guns were pointed, a large area would instantly become vacant.

In other words, if the Japanese fired at this time, they would definitely miss.

But the Japs no longer cared about so much.

The enemy was approaching and they were panicking.

So they fired continuously without caring whether or not they could hit the enemy.

  boom! Boom!

The roar of cannons and the series of explosions almost overturned the sky, and each sound was accompanied by a shock that shook the earth.

When the shells hit the ground, it wasn't just a simple cloud of dust that flew up, but it was as if the entire ground was torn apart, and a huge hole was formed in an instant.

The huge impact force threw gravel and dust into the sky, forming a black storm that covered the sky and enveloped everything around it.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and burnt earth, mixed with a suffocating feeling of oppression.

The shock waves generated by the explosions hit the guerrillas' eardrums one after another, as if to destroy their will as well.

However, in this seemingly inescapable web of death, the guerrillas were able to maneuver with ease under Duanwu's command.

They shuttled through the smoke and rubble like ghosts, taking advantage of the gaps between each explosion to quickly adjust their positions and avoid the deadly artillery fire in an orderly manner.

"Haha, the Japs' artillery fire is nothing more than this! Everything is under Leader Ye's control. Hahaha!"

A guerrilla fighter ran and laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the empty battlefield, full of contempt for the enemy and admiration for Leader Ye. The other guerrilla fighters were the same, because they had never thought that they would have a chance to dodge the enemy's artillery fire.

Although some guerrilla fighters were hit by the flying debris and shrapnel, they were all only scratched.

Many people were just hit by the impact of the explosion and were not seriously injured at all.

Therefore, at this moment, their admiration for Leader Ye was truly as endless as the surging river.

But at this time, Duanwu was not as relaxed as the soldiers, because he had already seen the Japanese infantry rushing towards them.

In other words, a brutal hand-to-hand combat was not only inevitable, but there would also be five Japanese tanks blocking the infantry.

The Japanese tanks must be eliminated. If not, they will stab the guerrillas in the back when they are fighting with the Japanese.

But ordinary weapons are ineffective against tanks, and the guerrillas have not received professional training.

Ma Pingan knew some ways to deal with the Japanese tanks. But to put it bluntly, Ma Pingan was just a civilian, and was far from being able to fight the Japanese tanks alone.

So Duanwu immediately ordered: "Just rush over and fight the devils with bayonets, and I will take care of the devils' tanks."

"Leader Ye, let me go blow up the enemy's tanks."

At this time, a guerrilla volunteered. He was ready, with grenades tied all over his body. As long as he approached the Japanese tank, he would die together with the Japanese tank.

Duanwu smiled and shook his head, saying: "Five Japanese tanks only need five grenades. Give me the grenades and I will blow up the Japanese tanks."

"Five Japanese tanks, five grenades are enough? Leader Ye, you didn't lie to me, did you? I heard from Leader Pan that the Japanese tanks are very strong. If you attack them from the front, even explosive packs can't blow them up. You have to get under the car to attack."

The young soldier looked at Duanwu in disbelief. But Duanwu had no time to explain. Instead, he took the grenade from the other party and said, "When we return alive, I will tell you how to operate it.

Now there is only one thing you need to do, and that is to kill as many devils as possible while saving yourself."

"Yes!"

The guerrillas received the order and were about to speed up and rush forward again, but at this moment, Duanwu had disappeared.

The Japanese tanks must be blown up as quickly as possible, otherwise, although the tanks cannot stop the guerrillas' charge, they can fire at the guerrillas from behind.

The guerrillas have no eyes behind their backs, so there is no way to avoid them.

Therefore, Duanwu must blow up all these tanks before the guerrillas arrive.

Duanwu was moving very fast, and all the Japanese could see through the observation hole was his fleeting figure.

Even the Japanese who saw Duanwu would think they were dazzled.

So when Duanwu appeared at the Japanese tank, the Japanese had no time to react at all.

And the Japanese weren't afraid either. They closed the hatch and thought they were safe.

But they didn't know that the Type 95 tank was full of loopholes in front of Duanwu.

Duanwu bent the cooling window of the Japanese tank's engine and threw a flaming grenade into it.

This is one of the biggest weaknesses of the Japanese tank. Its engine cooling window is very thin and can be pried open by hand.

In addition, the gap was originally large, so it was easy to throw a grenade in.

The Japanese in the car were still unaware. They didn't even hear any special sounds and were in a state of ignorance. It was not until a violent explosion was heard and the flames engulfed them that they realized that they were attacked by the enemy! (End of this chapter)