1949 I am from the future

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The runaway 73rd and 74th regiments

Although Sato Ichiro yelled loudly after he got out of the bunker, his long-term army combat experience made his movements very subtle.He leaned his body low, walked in a zigzag curve with his waist bent, and kept moving towards the mixed group of infantry and tanks that slowed down slightly in front of him.In Sato Ichiro's view, as long as the infantry team rushes into the group of eight-way tanks to fight bayonets, the eight-way tanks will be compressed right in front of the infantry trenches. As long as the eight-way tanks are compressed on the beach, once the Kuomintang artillery or bombers arrive , then it will be a one-sided massacre.

Leaving aside whether there were artillery fire and bombers from the reinforcements, Sato Ichiro looked carefully at the colorful and charming Eighth Route infantry in the distance who kept leaping forward, and his heart felt sour.Those soldiers were also marching with their waists bent, wearing camouflage helmets on their heads, and the soldiers in the front row threw their rucksacks on the ground and rushed forward.Although they are squatting, their speed is not slow at all. It feels like they are twisting the ancient Chinese Yangko dance, and the submachine guns that these Tubalu people hold are simply magical, and they can still hit shots 300 meters away. Ferociously, he accurately knocked down the Japanese soldiers who accompanied him in the assault.This kind of submachine gun with the precision of a rifle is already so terrifying, and the Eighth Route Army has done something extraordinarily outrageous. They climbed onto the seemingly unstoppable heavy tank. Under the operation of these Eighth Route infantry, The machine guns on the tank fired in bursts of rhythmic bursts, the rhythm was like a sewing machine in a tailor shop, beeping regularly, as long as it was hit, there is no Japanese soldier whose body is not incomplete , which made the casualties of the first brigade even more severe.

Ichiro Sato knelt down on one knee, aimed a little and then fired a shot. He didn't know if he could hit the target, and he didn't care about it at all.After firing the shot, Sato Ichiro just pulled a bolt of the gun mechanically and reflexively. After firing the shot, he continued to make a roundabout forward. [

As the distance between the two sides got closer, Ichiro Sato's courage to charge at the beginning was not much left.Seeing the Japanese veterans who followed him in the charge fall down one by one from the long-distance shooting of the opponent's precise submachine gun, only half of the 1000-strong brigade was beaten, and the remaining half were still crazy Sprinting forward, hoping to have the opportunity to stab these hateful Balu's chests with the bayonet in his hand, but this last short distance of more than 100 meters has become a gap of death, and the monstrously dense rain mercilessly harvests with the lives of these militaristic souls.

Sato Ichiro was shot in the left leg, and the amazing lethality almost tore half of his outer thigh from the crotch.He was lying on the ridge of a paddy field, sweating profusely, and his face was as white as paper. He was shaking in pain, gritted his teeth and said to himself: "I don't know what standard this group of dirt roads are following. Armed, everyone has submachine guns, but they are also equipped with a large number of light and heavy machine guns. This kind of firepower, even the special operations troops of the Imperial Army did not have it. I am afraid that today, I will all be smashed."

Thinking of this, Sato Ichiro suddenly burst out with vigor, as if he wanted to say goodbye to the severe pain in his body, he jumped up from the ridge of the field, holding the bayonet-mounted [-]-style, enduring the severe pain and Be desperate.But just as he stood up tremblingly, his head shattered like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, and red and white things sprayed out from the back of his head blasted by heavy machine guns.

It turned out that after the 73rd regiment approached in a roundabout way on the catwalk, they began to assault at full speed and perform real kung fu within 100 meters.It's just that there are 50 Type 59 tanks in a group of tanks in this [-]-meter real kung fu performance, which seems a bit strange in the interlacing of time and space.

The first and fifth companies of the tanks outflanking from the two wings, the first and third companies of the 73rd regiment and the first battalion have also arrived, accompanied by the cross-sweeping of the assault fire and the relay-type group cover impact, the 67-style wooden handle grenades flying all over the sky The r army's assault formation exploded, breaking up the last courage of the r army, and the first brigade of the second regiment of the first special division led by Ichiro Sato was wiped out in the stupid pig rush tactics.

Fujii Takaji was already trembling while hiding in the hidden trench behind him. He saw the first brigade with more than 1000 people destroyed in front of his eyes, and it took less than 10 minutes to see Sato Ichiro's head like an egg. When hitting a rock, it is generally smashed by Tubalu's heavy machine guns.These scenes stimulated him like a blow to the head, almost breaking his head.

"Baga~~~~~~!" Fujii Koji howled sharply.

"Second Brigade! Third Brigade! Sudden[**]~~~~~!"

Takaji Fujii drew out his command saber, climbed out of the mud ditch with hands and feet, and personally led the remaining second and third brigades to fight towards Tuba Road 200 meters away.He no longer expects to rely on trenches to block these infantry-tank roads. Such a firepower density and a large number of heavy tanks cannot be stopped by mere trenches. If he does not charge, there will be no chance.

"200 meters, as long as you cross 200 meters, it's a hand-to-hand fight. The assassination skills of Japanese warriors will not lose to these Tubalu!" Fujii thought to himself.

At this time, the large and small mortar battalions and platoons under the jurisdiction of the 73rd regiment have also completed their aiming, and launched intensive bombardment on the r army's Tibetan trenches. The second brigade and the third brigade that were about to rush out were shrouded in rumbling flames and gunpowder smoke.

After the second hand turned three times on the dial, Wang Qixiu ordered: "Commissioner! Tell all the mortars to stop firing, call for the first battalion, and cooperate with the tanks to continue the charge! Take down the trenches of the devils!"

The Type 59 tank did not stop, rumbling towards the devil's hiding place, and the accompanying infantry sometimes knelt on one knee and fired bursts of fire without hesitation, and sometimes ran forward under the cover of the tank. Perform three point sheshes of chug chug.

Most of the second and third brigades led by Koji Fujii were damaged by the mortar bombardment. Fujii was also killed on the spot under the violent mortar bombardment. The intertwined firepower of the Type 85 assault rifle, Bayi light machine gun, Type 59 heavy machine gun, and Type [-] tank-mounted machine gun were all strangled.

When the Type 59 tank ran over the trench where some soldiers of the Devils Second Regiment turned their heads and fled back, several grenades were thrown into the trench precisely four to fifty meters apart by the infantry behind the tank.When the People's Liberation Army rushed to occupy this hidden trench, they were surprised to find that there were basically no living people in the trench.Only a broken limb and a few half-dead moaning devils

Wang Qixiu raised his head high, it seemed that he was quite satisfied with his progress, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to the division headquarters.

Xiao Jinghai, the commander of the 27th Division of the 79th Army, was very satisfied when he heard that Wang Qixiu had captured a Tibetan trench that was more than one kilometer long. Commander Xiao immediately ordered on the line:

"The 73rd regiment, the 73rd regiment, I am Xiao Jinghai! You are too sudden, I order you to defend on the spot, wait for the 74th and 75th regiments to catch up, and the three regiments will advance together and divide into three columns. In addition, you hurry up Report the general casualties of your department."

Wang Qixiu, who was standing in the devil's trench, immediately raised her eyebrows: "Master! You are too biased, why do you want me to wait for Ding Mingfu and Zhao Yubao? Let me go, I will I will take Taoyuan Airport for you! According to my preliminary statistics, about 15 soldiers were sacrificed, 42 were injured, and 6 of them were seriously injured. The troops do not need to be replenished!" [

Master Xiao smiled and scolded: "You Wang Dazui, what I want is a complete airport, not the muddy ground that was smashed by you. Besides, with your group, are you sure to break through all the way?"

Wang Qixiu yelled almost like a yell: "As long as the tanks follow me! Don't talk about an airport, even if I hit Taipei, I won't take a break!"

Commander Xiao turned his head and said to political commissar Tan Ming: "Old Tan, Wang Dazui boasted again, saying that he can rush to Taoyuan with a single regiment."

Commissar Tan smiled wryly and said: "The 74th and 75th regiments are still busy receiving the surrendered prisoners of the Kuomintang Sixth Army, and they can't spare half an hour. The headquarters has repeatedly ordered that soldiers must be quick, and they must go all out to move. Although Wang Dazui has a big mouth, he has a good appetite, so let him try it and tell him that if Taoyuan Airport is smashed, he will be dismissed! Go back and be the battalion commander!"

Commander Xiao smiled slyly, and shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Wang Dazui! Did you hear that? The political commissar said, and I agree with you to try it, but what I want is a complete airport! You can hear me clearly! The airport The runway must be intact! Otherwise, you can go back to being a battalion commander."

Wang Qixiu shouted excitedly into the walkie-talkie: "Yes! I promise to complete the task!"

Commander Xiao just hung up the call with the 73rd regiment, and quickly connected to the 75th regiment.

"Zhao Yubao, you bastard! What's wrong with you! It takes so long to receive the Sixth Army!"

Zhao Yubao, the head of the 75th Regiment, said with a mournful face, "Teacher! This bastard Ding Mingfu left me and ran away! He said he was going to copy the devil's lair! Now there are more than 3 people in the Sixth Army, and my 75th Regiment is taking prisoners!"

Commander Xiao said angrily: "Nonsense! I order! You leave a company, quickly separate the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Army, gather all the guns and take care of them, escort the officers to the 81st Division, and the rest of the troops immediately Keep up with the 73rd regiment! After an hour, if you can't catch up with the 73rd regiment and the tank regiment, I will transfer you to the engineering army to dig mud!"

Zhao Yubao, the head of the 75th regiment on the other end of the walkie-talkie, was an honest man, and when he heard the words, he roared in fright, "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yubao hung up the phone and yelled at the regiment headquarters of the 75th regiment: "Everyone is here! Order! The second battalion and the third company will stay to guard and screen the prisoners, and shoot any abnormalities on the spot! The rest of the troops set off immediately and chase after me The 73rd regiment! If you can’t catch up within an hour! No one will want to eat biscuits in the future! Eat corn buns for me!”

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