Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Chapter 309

As we all know, if a certain commander during World War II closed his hatch with a "bang" at the moment of the attack until the end of the battle.

Then this person must be a waste without courage, or a third-rate commander with no experience.

After all, when people are inside the tank, their field of vision will be greatly restricted, making it difficult to quickly judge the situation on the battlefield and respond in a timely manner.In order to better control the overall situation, the experienced commander often chooses to open the hatch to command the battle.

However, it is not normal for Yokoyama to be executed by artillery. Today's tank main guns cannot be as accurate as sniper rifles.

It can only be said that the old devils did a lot of evil during their lifetime, and they deserved to use the worst way to die to meet their Amaterasu god.

"Nani!?"

"What just flew over?"

Witnessing with his own eyes that the leader of his own team was shot into his soul by an unknown weapon, the devils in each vehicle group suddenly fell into a brief chaos. No one who saw the headless corpse like a high-rail fountain could not maintain composure.

A moment later, the continuous explosions brought their attention back to the battlefield, and the Type [-] medium tanks embarked on the charge again.

How can I say that the tank No.70 regiment has participated in the Battle of Nomenhan, and the devils who survived have more or less seen the world. Even if the supreme commander is killed in battle, the troops will not completely lose their combat effectiveness.

"The captain is down!"

"Boss is broken! I will be in charge of the next battle!"

"All! Continue to charge the enemy positions ahead! The infantry must keep up with the armor! You are responsible for protecting our flanks!"

The devil's lieutenant who took over the command did not retreat to the hull. A mid-level officer like him not only had to command his own tank, but also needed to know the location and status of his subordinates in real time.

Now it is a coordinated operation. As the commander-in-chief of the chariot wing, he needs to maintain communication with the infantry. It is a better choice to poke his head out.

After all, the devils don't have the foundation of the first regiment of marine warfare, so they can't lower the portable communicator to the unit level, and the communication between troops at all levels can only rely on roaring.

However, after the charge began, the balance of victory did not tilt towards the Mongolian army.

As the Type [-] medium tank continued to advance, all kinds of wailing and roaring sounds were transmitted to the ears of the devil's lieutenant through the Type [-] vehicle radio.

"The left and right tracks were damaged at the same time! We completely lost the ability to move!"

"Where is the enemy! What is attacking us! Vehicle No. [-] was destroyed, it blocked the way forward, and the advance of the Second Squadron was blocked!"

"Side! The enemy is on the side!"

Until now, even the dull devils know that the anti-armor weapons of the Eighth Theater and the First Marine Regiment are on the side. After all, every tank in the wing is pierced from the side.

But they are still helpless, at least there is no good way to close the distance.

In the eyes of laymen and other arms, destroying an anti-tank gun is no big deal, and only killing the enemy's tanks is a real achievement.

Quite the contrary, a seasoned armorer would view the former as a double threat.

That thing is neither easy to identify nor easy to hit, and it can also use good camouflage and favorable terrain to set up an ambush.Often several teammates are killed by the opponent, and the tank soldiers find that they have broken into the iron wall built by the anti-tank artillery group.

"First Squadron to the left! Third Squadron to the right!"

"Eguchi-kun! Fukuyama-kun! The enemy's anti-tank position is handed over to you! Rush up and tear up those villains who shoot black guns!"

"Leave the frontal position to the second and fourth squadrons! We will lead the infantry to capture the Seventh and a half Route Army commanders! The victory must belong to the No.70 First Regiment! Black card! On board!"

After receiving the order, the first and third squadrons immediately executed the order, and the eight Type [-] medium tanks were divided into two groups and rushed towards the two sides.The fourth squadron took the initiative to step forward, using its thickest frontal armor to help the second squadron gain time.

There is nothing wrong with the above arrangement. If the first marine regiment uses the Hotchkiss 25mm anti-tank gun, it may really be smashed by the Mongolian army.

After all, the SA34's toothpick cannon may not be able to pierce the frontal armor of the Devils tank at a long distance.

As a product of replacing the Type [-] medium tank, the Type [-] medium tank was definitely considered an advanced medium tank in the days when it was first born, and it can still be domineering in the Asian battlefield now.

Compared with its own kinds of Douding, it has escaped the fate of being broken by heavy machine guns, and can even face some early 37 guns.

It's a pity that the devils' opponents today don't play their cards according to the routine.

The cicada-style 37 gun is not an ordinary small water pipe. As a land combat weapon that only debuted in 1943, it is equipped with a hooded armor-piercing projectile.

Compared with ordinary iron mounds, this thing not only has the low resistance of the hood, but also has the excellent straightening ability of the hood.

In a sense, it is a good brother who can shoot leopards together with the BT family, and there must not be too much pressure to play a [-]-style medium tank.

What's more, the weapons produced by the Awakening Tiger system must be the high-quality enhanced top version.

The Cicada Tank of the Marine Regiment also comes with a Little John adapter when it leaves the factory. In the future, there may even be a chance to knock on the head of the Type [-] Chinese War.

However, in this campaign, the combat maneuver company did not use this device.

Although the Little John adapter can greatly enhance the penetration, it is very likely to pass through the Type [-] medium tank, and it cannot hit high-explosive shells to kill infantry.

Seeing that the devils dared to split up the troops, Sun Desheng, who was hiding in the dirt bag, suddenly felt underestimated. He used the communicator to order all the train crews:

"Let the enemy down first! Then attack with all your strength! Don't pay too much attention to concealment now!"

"The infantry is ready to fight! The enemy only has eight tanks. After killing them, we will immediately set off to support the frontal battlefield!"

"Today is the first battle of our fighting company! We need a big victory! We must not disappoint the expectations of our regiment leader and Director Huang for our company!"

"Roger that!"

After speaking, the sixteen Cicada-style tanks fired at full power, and one after another the hooded armor-piercing bullets flew towards the Type [-] medium tank.

The most arrogant ones were of course the eight modified mid-air defense vehicles. The crew once again resorted to the ultimate move of flattening the anti-aircraft guns. Every shell would set off a bloody storm among the infantry.

The scene of severed limbs and pieces of flesh flying around, even veterans who have been through battles will be terrified.

At this moment, the importance of taking the lead is vividly reflected on the battlefield.

Relying on the advantage of a single attack from stealth, the Marine Regiment successfully killed five Type [-] medium tanks in the first wave of offensive alone.By the time the devils recovered, the second wave of armor-piercing projectiles was ready to go.

Seeing the teammates around them being called one by one, the two majors of the first and second squadrons fell into despair. They knew that this battle was beyond their power.

But the old devils are not lambs to be slaughtered. The two quickly adjusted their mentality and ordered to the remaining crew:

"Fire! Fire!"

"Enemy at three o'clock! Onboard!"

The communication channel is full of ghosts screaming. The unknown enemy has brought them tremendous pressure. The ghosts can only relieve their fear by barking dogs.

Up to now, they don't know what kind of weapon the Marine Corps used, and they can easily tear off the frontal armor of the Type [-] medium tank they are proud of.

That is a full 25mm of hardened steel!
The counterattacks of the first and third squadrons did not have any effect. After all, the tank guns firing on the move can only serve as a deterrent.

Even a tank like Xie Mantou equipped with a stabilizer can barely hit the target when it moves slowly on a relatively flat road.

The devil's two squadrons are now advancing at full speed, and the gun barrels are almost swaying into the sky with the ups and downs of the car body. Those who can hit the bunker of the first marine regiment are all good deeds in their previous lives.

Ten minutes later, all the Type 10 medium tanks of the two squadrons were paralyzed on the way to charge.

From the beginning of the battle to the destruction of the group, they never saw the true face of the enemy.

Every devil who died in the iron coffin had deep unwillingness and resentment on his face.

Kyoichiro Yamauchi was the only surviving captain and commander on the side battlefield. He pushed open the hatch cover with all his strength and lay down on his tank with a face full of despair.

Looking around at the Type [-] medium tanks that were shot, ignited, and penetrated from the front, the little devil desperately pulled out his Southern Type [-] and prepared to commit suicide.

At this moment, the dirt bag in the distance suddenly started to move, and unscathed cicada tanks swaggered out.

Facing the culprit who destroyed his own squadron, Kyoichiro Yamauchi angrily emptied the bastard's box of bullets, and at the same time yelled at Fighter Mobile:

"Baga! Damn it!"

"You Eighth Route Army are really shameless! Why don't you dare to rush out to face it when there are tanks! I want to."

"Oh!"

Although he couldn't understand what the devil was saying, Sun Desheng would not show mercy to any enemy.Under his order, a high-explosive bomb flew towards the Type [-] medium tank without any suspense.

The gunners of the fighting company were veterans who were forcibly fed with cannonballs. Naturally, it was impossible to miss this kind of immobile iron coffin.

Looking at the frontal battlefield full of gunpowder smoke, and the Japanese infantry who were preparing to resist with the help of tank wreckage, Sun Desheng drew out the saber that had been with him for many years and ordered:
"Cavalry Company! Attack!"

"Get rid of those infantrymen! Leave no one behind! Kill!"

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Time went back to 5 minutes ago, the frontal battlefield.

"Lieutenant Commander! We have already broken into the enemy's line of defense!"

"Car No. [-] destroys a machine gun emplacement! Enemy infantry is retreating! The troops are not blocked!"

Success stories made Lieutenant Ohara Hisanobu feel that victory was beckoning to him. As long as his tank could pass through the enemy's line of defense and tear a hole, the infantry behind him would follow and the gap would continue to widen.

Next, it will be the same as the previous battle.The people of the Republic of China will be divided into two parts by them, and then they will be surrounded and annihilated.

It's a pity that the temptation of military merit and promotion has gone to his head.

The devil's lieutenant officer didn't think about one thing at all, that is, why didn't the group of soldiers who dared to exchange one with the tank in the past not appear on the battlefield today.

As for the side battle damage, Ohara Hisanobu naturally saw it.

There will always be casualties on the battlefield, let's deal with the enemies in front of us first, not to mention those casualties are completely worthless compared to the upcoming victory.

The position of the regimental commander is now vacant. If he can capture the commanders of the [-] and [-]th Route Army alive, he will definitely be able to officially take over.

"Keep going! Don't give the people of the Republic of China a chance to breathe! Cut through their positions in one go!"

"Hi!"

Just 1 minute later, the devils came to the battlefield carefully prepared by Li Yunlong.

The twelve Type 40 medium tanks, which had been going forward indomitably, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and they would face the threat of [-] fire every step they took.

Although the production capacity of the Eighth Route Army's military industry is not enough for the soldiers to have a bazooka, the Marine Corps has prepared a hundred for today's battle.

Even if these individual anti-tank weapons are scattered in every corner of the position, they can definitely kill the No. 70 regiment of tanks several times.

Soon, the Second Squadron and the Fourth Squadron frequently received good news.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Commander! We have been tricked!"

"The enemy has a large number of anti-tank weapons! Our Type [-] medium tank is like paper! The way forward has been blocked! Next..."

There is no more after that, and there are only explosions and noises left in the communication channel.

"Moriguchi-kun! Lieutenant Moriguchi?"

"Lieutenant Moriguchi is broken! I'm Kiyoji Mizuta!"

"Lieutenant Commander! A large number of enemy troops appeared in the trenches behind! Our tanks were destroyed one by one!"

At this moment, Ohara Hisanobu discovered the problem. Since they did not encounter any obstacles when advancing, the two tank squadrons are now out of touch with each other.

As for the infantry in the rear, they couldn't catch up with the tank even if they ran wildly, causing the armored troops to completely lose their cover.

Coupled with the fact that the enemy has individual weapons that can destroy Type [-] medium tanks, if they don't come up with countermeasures, the two tank squadrons will definitely have to explain here.

"retreat!"

"All retreat! Take the infantry and we are attacking again!"

In the next second, a desperate voice came from the communication channel.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Commander! We can no longer retreat! The enemy has killed the tank at the rear of the team, and the rear road is completely blocked!"

Originally, the ten tanks were a sharp sword that pierced the heart, but now they have become fish surrounded by the defense line and ready to be slaughtered.

When Ohara Hisanobu was still observing the battlefield, three national soldiers suddenly appeared 100 meters ahead, carrying a strange weapon that had never been seen on their shoulders.

Following the flash of three flames, three armor-piercing projectiles flew towards his Type [-] medium tank.

"Boom boom boom!"

The ghost lieutenant only understood one thing before he died, that is why the high-level officials of the entire North China Front Army cared so much about a regiment-level unit of the Eighth Route Army.

This marine regiment not only concentrated a large number of advanced weapons, but also had intelligence and air support.

In, you can output face-to-face.Retreat, you can take a plane and run away.I am just an ordinary junior lieutenant, why should I fight with others.

After all the Type [-] medium tanks were pitted and killed, Li Datuan, who was at the field command post, picked up the communicator and ordered to the artillerymen:

"Hit me! Boom him son of a bitch!"

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

　shhhhhh!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)