Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Over the boundless grassland, the sky was weighed down by thick leaden clouds, as if even the air had solidified, leaving only the wind murmuring with a hint of uneasiness.

The devil's mechanized infantry battalion and cavalry battalion, like two sharp blades, launched a frantic pursuit and interception of the Chunjianghao guerrillas, one in front and one behind.

The roar of the mechanized infantry brigade's engines was as shocking as thunder, and the tank tracks ruthlessly crushed the grassland, shaking the earth in the twilight.

However, what was even more frightening was the Japanese cavalry. They rode on tall horses and looked like ghosts from hell in the darkness. Together with the Japanese mechanized corps, they were rapidly narrowing the encirclement.

The air was filled with a strong sense of tension, as if the guerrillas' thirty-odd vehicles would be swallowed up by the Japanese in the next moment.

But I’m afraid the Japanese would never have imagined in their dreams that they had completely fallen into Duanwu’s trap.

Using Duanwu as bait, the Japanese were lured into the encirclement of nearly two thousand cavalrymen from Wugan.

They were at the outermost edge, waiting for Duanwu's attack signal.

When Duanwu saw the Japanese cavalry surrounding them, he immediately ordered the convoy to charge towards the Japanese cavalry.

It can be said that in modern warfare, the advantages of cavalry are no longer as great as before.

Especially when facing machine guns and trucks.

Trucks are not afraid of cavalry charges, while machine guns and grenades can kill a large number of enemies.

Following Duanwu's order, the guerrilla convoy rushed directly towards the Japanese cavalry.

The captain of the Japanese cavalry battalion was stunned at first. He didn't expect that the enemy would come to him on their own initiative.

But then he laughed, his cavalry brigade was much larger than the enemy's.

Although a cavalry battalion had only more than 400 cavalrymen, he felt that it was enough to deal with a mere guerrilla force fleeing everywhere.

So the arrogant Japanese did not choose to evade or fight, but faced it head-on.

Duanwu, who was standing in the carriage of the first car and directing, smiled slightly.

Because he was really afraid that the Japanese cavalry would not charge.

If the Japanese cavalry did not rush away, he would not be able to inflict heavy damage on them, which would then cause certain obstacles to Wu Gan's cavalry.

Don't underestimate this tiny obstacle, as it will cause great casualties to the cavalry of the Wugan tribe.

Because the Japanese not only have this cavalry, but also a mechanized infantry regiment.

And in the mechanized infantry regiment, there are at least five Japanese tanks.

Once these chariots react, it will cause irreparable losses to the cavalry of the Wugan tribe.

Therefore, even if we cannot completely wipe out the Japanese cavalry, we must at least inflict severe damage on them.

The two sides soon collided violently.

The guerrillas' machine gunners opened fire first, with nearly a hundred machine guns sweeping across the area, instantly scaring the charging Japanese soldiers into freezing.

  What kind of scene would it be like to hear nearly a hundred machine guns roaring at the same time?

The guerrilla convoy was like a fire dragon.

No, that was a fire hedgehog, covered with thorns. If the Japanese cavalry ran into it, they would have no chance of survival.

"Evade!" The Japanese cavalry captain shouted, but it was too late. The guerrilla convoy rushed into the Japanese cavalry brigade like a meat grinder.

At this moment, nearly a hundred machine guns spewed out angry flames at the same time. The bullets were like dense raindrops and ruthless sickles, instantly tearing through the air and weaving a web of death.

puff!

There was a sound of a bullet piercing flesh. The captain of the Japanese cavalry brigade, who had just shouted "evade", was pierced directly through the chest by a bullet.

The bullet penetrated his body, and the powerful force threw him backwards, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He struggled to grab something, but his hands just grabbed in the air a few times in vain before finally falling down powerlessly. He and his horse fell heavily to the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

The same goes for other Japanese soldiers. In the hail of bullets, only the extremely lucky ones could survive.

Although other Japanese soldiers tried to fight back, their accurate shooting skills were gone in the hasty pulling of the trigger, and only the wailing and powerless struggle before death remained.

The Japanese cavalry were hit one after another by the guerrillas' machine gun and rifle fire. Some were killed directly, while others were so seriously injured that they fell off their horses and were unable to move.

The guerrilla convoy continued to move forward without any pause or hesitation. They were like ruthless machines, tearing and crushing the enemy cavalry's defense line bit by bit.

Under the roar of machine guns and the impact of the convoy, the Japanese cavalry battalion gradually collapsed, leaving only deep despair and chaos.

The war horses also became restless because they sensed their masters' panic, and some began to run around in a panic, trying to escape from this hellish battlefield.

Some of them collided with each other due to loss of control, making bursts of shrill horse neighs.

Some Japanese soldiers tried to turn their horses around and escape, but faced with the influx of machine gun bullets and the guerrilla convoy that was accelerating, all these efforts seemed so pale and powerless.

They trampled on each other, vying for the tiny chance of survival, but could only watch their companions fall one by one and become fertilizer on the grassland.

At this time, the captain of the Japanese mechanized corps, Kojiro Otsuo, witnessed this scene in the distance and was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw.

He originally thought that with advanced weapons and well-trained cavalry battalions, he could easily defeat the poorly equipped guerrillas.

But the scene before them completely overturned their cognition.

They saw the empire's most elite cavalry being harvested like scarecrows under the guerrilla attack.

The Japanese soldiers around were also silent. They looked at the battlefield shrouded in smoke in the distance, their hearts filled with complicated emotions.

Some of the Japanese soldiers were frightened, worrying that they would be the next to fall; some were angry because there were colleagues they knew in the cavalry brigade.

Some people were confused and did not understand why such a powerful cavalry brigade was so vulnerable when facing the guerrillas.

However, no matter how their hearts were churning, they could not change the facts before them.

This battle not only made the Japanese cavalry pay a heavy price, but also made the Japanese mechanized corps realize the horror of the guerrillas.

I am afraid that in the days to come, this battle will become an eternal shadow in their hearts, reminding them that there is still a group of indomitable fighters on this land who are not afraid of them, the Japanese.

"Bagayalu, fire at me!"

Kojiro finally couldn't suppress his anger and roared loudly. He ordered the tanks to fire, even at the cost of killing the Japanese cavalry who were still fighting the guerrillas.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, all the lights of the convoy were turned off, leaving only sporadic gunshots! (End of this chapter)