my bright sword career

Chapter 168 Getting Closer
This is a war of steel against flesh, artillery against rifles.

Twenty-seven heavily armored No. 27 tanks moved slowly and firmly towards the oncoming Japanese army like tigers. On both sides of them, more than a dozen Lynx tanks wandered around like predatory hyenas. The 38mm cannon and the MG 20 coaxial machine gun on the right kept firing at the Japanese army.

In this contest between man and steel, the Japanese First Battalion, which was superior in numbers, was defeated steadily.

Surprisingly, however, the Bobcat Scout Tank performed particularly well compared to the Panzer IV.

Because the No. [-] tank had to take care of the infantry behind it, it could only move forward at a speed of five or six kilometers per hour.

If the No. [-] tank group is slowly pressing towards the Japanese army like a big mountain, then more than a dozen Lynx scout tanks shuttle among the Japanese army like a group of nimble hyenas, using their mounted cannons and machine guns to shoot and kill the Japanese army recklessly. , mercilessly tore the Japanese defense line into pieces.

"boom"

A violent explosion sounded on a soil slope, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air in an instant. A Type [-] heavy machine gun that was still spewing flames for a second was instantly blown into the sky, and it was torn into pieces together with it. There are also machine gunners as well as loaders and ammunitionists.

Not far away, Murata Shuzo, the captain of the first brigade, looked at the position where another machine gun was missing. This was already the sixth machine gun lost by their brigade.

A combat staff officer couldn't help shouting: "Your Majesty, we can't continue fighting like this. The warriors of the 41st Division can't die in this wilderness in vain."

Shuzo Murata gave him a cold look: "Then what do you want to do, retreat? Don't forget, there are Ota Ryuji and four brigades of imperial warriors behind us."

The combat staff stopped talking. This was a well-planned ambush. The Huaxia people had already ambushed the chariot troops here. They were not just trying to stop them. A brigade will be like lambs in the sheepfold, slaughtered wantonly by dozens of hungry wolves breaking in.

Murata Shuzo patted him on the shoulder: "Sakai-san, we have no way out now, let's fight to the death!"

The combat staff officer bowed deeply to Shuzo Murata, drew out his command knife and ran to the right, commanding more than a dozen Japanese soldiers to rush up to the tanks that were rushing towards them in front of them.

It's just that the dozen or so Japanese soldiers had just run less than 50 meters when a 75mm high-explosive bomb fell among them. The 75 kg of picric acid carried by the 2.2mm shell exploded a flower at the moment it touched the ground The gorgeous flames turned everything around them into dust and threw them into the air. The shell fragments mixed with a large amount of gravel and clods flew to the surroundings at a speed of kilometers at a high speed, covering an area of ​​tens of meters in the scorching steel and debris. in the stone.

Murata Shuzo could even clearly see the corpses torn into pieces by the shells, and even a hideous head flying into the sky.

The oncoming No. 75 tank did not give the first brigade any chance to breathe. Shells were ejected from the muzzle of the 37mm KwK[-] gun.

The MG34 machine gun, which was at the same level as the main gun, was also constantly pouring out flames, and the infantry who followed the tank widened their eyes even more. As soon as they saw any suspicious targets, they would shoot them without saying a word.

Facing the overwhelming offensive of Huaxia tanks, the first brigade is like a small sampan in a stormy sea, which may capsize at any time.

When the first brigade was struggling, Ota Ryuji, who received the news, also fell into entanglement.

"Your Excellency, Captain, the First Brigade is still fighting hard, please send troops to reinforce it as soon as possible."

Seeing Ryuji Ota's silence, the staff officer on the side was a little anxious, and reminded him without being rude.

Ryuji Ota asked: "Have you figured out the number of the chariot unit on the opposite side?"

"Not yet." The combat staff officer replied, "However, according to what we know about the Chinese troops in Shanxi, there are no other troops in Shanxi except Gao Hongming's Liantai militia."

"It's the Liantai militia again." Ota Ryuji showed resentment, resentment, puzzlement and even a little panic on his face.

What he was most worried about happened. The Liantai militia, the mortal enemy of the 41st Division, not only took the lead in finishing the repairs, but also took the initiative to ambush them.

Now, the first thought that came to his mind was whether it was the entire Liantai militia that ambushed them, or just the chariot troops.

No... If it was just to stop them, the Huaxia people would not have dispatched their precious chariots at all. Since the chariots appeared, the opponent must have rushed to wipe them out.

Thinking of this, Ryuji Ota finally made up his mind, "The enemy's situation is unknown, the first brigade will snipe on the spot, and all other troops will turn around and retreat at full speed."

Ota Ryuji's way of cutting off his tail to survive was beyond everyone's expectations, and Ding Wei, who was ambushing one mile behind the Dulong Ridge, was also dumbfounded.

In the past, when they were exchanging fire with the Japanese army, which time did these devils rush forward as if they had been slapped with chicken blood, even if the casualties were heavy, they would not retreat, but today it seems like a different person. We will retreat.

"Captain, the little devil seems to be running away!"

"His grandma, how much oil did the little devil put on the soles of his feet today, why did he run away as soon as the fire was fired?" Battalion Commander Zhou also looked confused. Is this the little devil he knows? How can he be as virtuous as those puppet soldiers.

"We can't wait any longer." Ding Wei is also a decisive person, "Bugman, blow the charge, and the whole regiment will charge!"

"Di di da da... da da di di..."

Accompanied by the passionate charge, more than 2000 new regiment soldiers who had been in ambush for a long time rushed out of the bunker like tigers descending the mountain, and rushed towards the Japanese army. All the Japanese troops in the ambush circle were eaten.

"Your Majesty, the Chinese are starting to cut off our retreat!" A squadron leader came to report.

Murata Shuzo, who had just received the news that he was standing still to cover the retreat of the main force, put down his binoculars, turned his head and asked, "How many people passed through Dulong Ridge?"

The squadron leader said without hesitation: "In addition to our brigade, there are two squadrons of the fifth brigade."

You showed a sarcasm smile at the corner of Shuzo Murata's mouth: "So I have six infantry squadrons in my hand now?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, you are also the captain of the 41st Division who has commanded the largest number of troops since the establishment of the [-]st Division." The corner of the squadron leader's mouth revealed a trace of bitterness. He didn't complain about anything, and he could understand the captain's thoughts. It's just that people are like this. They are more lenient than self-discipline and stricter with others. When it's their turn, their thoughts will naturally be different.

"By the way, not only are there two more squadrons, but also the health center is here." The squadron leader suddenly remembered.

"Health station?" Shuzo Murata was taken aback, "Didn't the health center always follow the regiment headquarters? Why did they come to the front? What a nonsense!"

Murata Shuzo, who hadn't had much emotional fluctuations when he received the order to block on the spot, was a little agitated when he heard this situation.

"Is such that!"

The squadron leader explained: "Before departure, Chief of Staff Ogiwara sent more than a dozen trucks to our brigade, which were originally used to transport weapons and ammunition. Doctor Miyamoto Ichiro from the health center saw it, so he borrowed three trucks. To transport medicines, and to transport the doctors and nurses by the way, I think it’s nothing, so I agreed, and they ran ahead in the truck before arriving first.”

"idiot!"

Shuzo Murata couldn't help scolding, but he didn't know whether he was scolding the doctor or the driver.

The matter has come to this point, there is no use in cursing others, Murata Shuzo can only helplessly say: "Hurry up and send a small team to protect the medical center, and cover them to break through if there is a chance."

"Hi!"

The squadron leader bowed and strode away.

Although the Japanese army was resisting desperately, the Japanese army did not have complete fortifications and did not have sufficient anti-tank weapons. It was too difficult to deal with tanks armed to the teeth.

Seeing the tanks getting closer and closer, Shuzo Murata personally organized a stand-up team. At this time, all the Japanese troops understood that if the Chinese tanks were allowed to break through their hastily formed line of defense, they could only die. Shame, might as well fight to the death.

Murata Shuzo personally selected a dozen soldiers, tied them with white ribbons on their heads, and formed a stand-up team. Murata Shuzo personally directed the flesh bomb attack on the Huaxia tanks.

"Crawl forward, stuff the dynamite pack under the tracks, and destroy the Chinese chariot. Please, for the emperor!" Murata Shuzo held the dynamite pack in both hands, and bowed deeply to the unlucky guy.

Seeing Tangtang Shaozuo personally bowing to him, the young soldier turned pale with fright, his mind went blank, he stretched out his stiff hands to pick up the explosive package, but the ten-jin explosive package, which is usually not heavy, now weighs as much as Mount Tai was so heavy that he almost couldn't breathe.

Seeing that he was timid, Murata Shuzo slapped him twice, and then forcibly tied the explosives to the soldier's back.

"Like a samurai, understand?"

"Big...Big Captain...I..." The young soldier covered his face and wanted to defend himself, but seeing Murata Shuzo's ferocious appearance, he could only swallow his words back. He and the dozen or so selected soldiers understood that, I have no way out.

"Remember? You can only crawl forward, hide in the grass, and try to use the bullet crater to approach."

"Go! Be like a samurai!" Murata Shuzo waved his hands forward, signaling them to set off quickly.

The young second-class soldier swallowed his saliva, glanced towards his hometown, sighed, touched the explosive package behind him, then climbed out of the bunker, turned around suddenly, wanted to confess something, but in the end he didn't say anything Then climbed out.

The road ahead seemed endless for the private, who was crawling across the scorched earth and grass, hiding himself in the bomb crater from time to time to avoid the shrapnel flying across his scalp.

"Amaterasu God bless!"

Shuzo Murata looked at the forward team that was gradually approaching the tank, feeling anxious and anticipating. The machine gunners on the Huaxia tank and the infantry hiding behind the tank probably hadn't noticed the coming forward team that appeared and disappeared.

He just waited for a long time, but he still didn't hear the most anticipated explosion.

"Baga! Why are these cowards still dawdling? Run! Run over! Sound the fuse."

Seeing a few of the standing team members lying in the crater and unable to lift their heads up, Murata Shuzo cursed repeatedly, wishing to chop off the heads of those cowards. Seeing the tanks getting closer and closer, Murata Shuzo stamped his feet anxiously. chest.

At this moment, a standing member lying in the crater jumped up from the crater and rushed towards the tank closest to him, but even so, the distance between them was still a bit far.

The distance of more than ten meters seems very short, and it only takes two or three seconds to reach it, but for the nervous tankers and the infantry behind the tanks, this time is enough for them to lean too much. Ammo gone.

"Da da da……"

The stand-up team member had just rushed out of the crater less than five meters before he was knocked down by dozens of bullets and his entire body was smashed.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the volunteers, several nearby tanks seemed to have noticed something, stopped together, and began to shoot the surrounding grass and suspicious targets with their vehicle-mounted machine guns. The surrounding infantry were not idle, and took out grenades to attack Several nearby craters and depressions that could hide people were thrown, and soon there were bursts of explosions.

"Baga...Baga...are a bunch of idiots...idiots!"

Shuzo Murata at the back could see clearly that the Huaxia's move was right on the wrong side. Several volunteers who were lurking in the crater or behind the bunker were killed and injured by the grenade.

Just when Murata Shuzo was furious, a private first class ran over. This private first class was short and fat, and his entire neck seemed to be tucked into his collar. If you don't pay attention, it is really hard to see that this guy is a serious neck man.

The private first class spat fiercely outside, his small eyes were gloomy and weird, and he said to Murata Shuzo: "Your Excellency, Captain, let me go! I am not afraid of death, I have no worries...I promise Blow up a chariot!"

"You?" Murata Shuzo looked suspiciously at this guy who appeared out of nowhere and said impatiently, "I'll talk about it later. If you want to go, just wait patiently for my order."

Seeing that the captain ignored him, the private first-class took advantage of the soldiers around him not paying attention, picked up an explosive bag from the ground and carried it on his back, and then jumped out of the bunker.

"Asshole, didn't you hear my order?"

Shuzo Murata looked at the soldiers who had jumped out of the bunker, and cursed several times in anger, but they had already left, so what could he do, he could only raise his binoculars to observe carefully.

From the binoculars, he clearly saw the Huaxia tanks getting closer, and even noticed that the barrels of the Huaxia tanks had begun to move slowly.Just when Shuzo Murata was about to organize another stand-up team, on the battlefield full of potholes, several mud gray bodies crawled slower and more carefully like wriggling bugs. In a crater about ten meters from the tank, it stopped moving.

"What's going on, how did they crawl over?" Even though he couldn't see how these soldiers who came forward did it, Shuzo Murata's heart suddenly hung up.

"Hurry up... hurry up!"

Shuzo Murata clenched his fists. At this moment, a figure with a bent waist quietly stood up and began to rush towards the tank at full speed. In an instant, he had already run into a bomb crater only a few meters away from the tank, and then jumped up suddenly, towards the tank. Rushing forward, the fuse of the explosive package behind him was emitting white smoke.

The moment the figure was about to approach the tank, more than a dozen infantrymen behind the tank spotted him, and several tongues of flame spurted out, shaking and twisting the shadow in an instant, followed by a violent explosion, and the brave soldier was killed broken down into parts.

"Baga!" Murata Shuzo yelled, suddenly a person whose whole body was so smoked that he couldn't see his color jumped out of the black crater, and got into the belly of the steel giant closest to him in front of him.

"Boom!" Then there was a dull explosion, and the huge steel monster was shaken, and thick black oily smoke rose from the top of the tank like a fountain.Seeing that the tank was destroyed by the meat bombs, the Japanese soldiers and officers behind the bunker became frenzied and shouted "Banzai!"

Soon, several meat bombs carrying explosives jumped out of the crater and rushed towards the tank...

In a makeshift tent, a doctor in a white coat that had already been stained red with blood hurriedly bandaged the wounds of the wounded below him and then shouted: "Next."

Accompanied by his voice, two strong soldiers standing behind stepped forward and worked together to lift the wounded on the operating table, and then someone lifted another wounded up.

"Hemostat...tweezers...tweezers..."

The doctor yelled twice, seeing that no one brought the tools up, his face immediately sank, "Miss Miyoko, what are you thinking?"

"Ah... Doctor Miyamoto, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry..."

Miyoko Sugita, distracted, quickly handed over the tweezers in her hand.

As a result, Miyamoto Ichiro took out the wound with tweezers a few times, and quickly pulled out something from the wound.

"Miss Miyoko, look..."

Ichiro Miyamoto held the object in front of Miyoko Sugita, it was a deformed bullet.

"This is the 7.92mm bullet of the Chinese people, which is much more powerful than the 6.5mm Arisaka rifle bullet of the Empire. Generally speaking, as long as the bullet hits the body, the chance of surviving is very small.

But this guy was lucky, the bullet seemed to have hit something else before it hit him, and it had turned into a ricochet, so he was able to survive until now. "

Miyoko Sugita couldn't help but said: "Doctor Miyamoto, if he is really lucky, how could he be hit by a ricochet?"

Miyamoto Ichiro was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Miss Miyoko is right, but this guy is quite unlucky..."

Although Miyamoto Ichiro was trying his best to joke and ease the tense atmosphere, he couldn't hide the worry in the corner of his eyes. With his rich experience, he had already noticed that the sound of gunfire was getting closer to them...

(End of this chapter)