my bright sword career

Chapter 186 What is it for?

Ma Zhanying, who was charging with a Schmeisser, was panting behind a tank with black smoke coming out of its buttocks, cursing as he ran.

"Damn it, your house is on fire, you're driving so fast, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

Ma Zhanying, who had just been transferred from the Artillery Battalion to the Armored Battalion, participated in actual combat for the first time, and was still not used to the fighting rhythm of the Armored Battalion.

Seeing Ma Zhanying running panting and cursing, a young second-class soldier on the side couldn't help but said: "Senior, you can't do this, you can't talk when you are running with the tank, you have to concentrate, and pay attention to the dangers around you at any time." Come out the devil.

Don't look at our tanks seem to be invincible, but if the little devil rushed to the front and put the explosives under the tracks, our tanks would still lie down. "

Ma Zhanying didn't despise him because he was young. He glanced at the private rank on his shoulder, and then asked curiously: "You are young, so you don't understand."

The second-class soldier grinned: "Senior, thank you. The squad leader taught me these things. You may not be familiar with them when you first came. Our armored battalion is different from ordinary infantry. It will be good to get familiar with it after going into battle...Senior, be careful..."

As soon as the second-class soldier finished speaking, a string of bullets flew over and hit the armor of the tank, making a tooth-piercing impact and then turned into ricochet bullets. Before Ma Zhanying could react, the second-class soldier fell down without saying a word. on the ground.

Ma Zhanying hurriedly dragged the second-class soldier aside, checked, and found that there was a hole in his right chest that was the size of a baby's fist, and a lot of blood flowed out of it.

"Damn it, it's a ricochet. It's a bit troublesome now."

The bullet bounces away after hitting a hard object, forming a ricochet.

Once the ricochet hits the human body again, the bullet will roll over the human body due to deformation and cause more damage.

Ma Zhanying is also a veteran, so of course he knows the danger of this kind of injury.

While cursing, tremblingly, he took out a pack of hemostatic powder and put it on the second-class soldier's wound, then tore another bandage and pressed it on the wound, and wrapped it around a few times.

There is only one rule of first aid on the battlefield, and that is to stop the bleeding of the wounded as quickly as possible. As for cleaning the wound and taking out bullets and shrapnel, that is the job of the doctors in the rear.

"Medical soldier...medical soldier...come here, someone is injured here!"

He yelled several times in a row, and a medical soldier with a red cross on his sleeve ran over in a hurry, checked the wound slightly, and quickly carried him down.

After seeing the person being taken down, Ma Zhanying grabbed the submachine gun again and prepared to follow, but found that his hands were sticky. When he looked down, he found that his hands were covered with blood. He grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground and rubbed his hands , then grabbed the Schmeisser submachine gun and followed.

The attack speed of the armored battalion was very sudden and very fast, so fast that the Japanese First Battalion, which was launching a counterattack, did not react. It was too late to order a retreat.

Don't look at the square shape of the No. [-] tank, which looks like a tiger head, a tiger head, a big waist, but when it is full of horses, its speed is still very impressive. Dozens of tanks and infantry were overwhelmed.

"Da da da……"

Panting, Ma Zhanying pulled the trigger on the two Japanese soldiers who turned around and ran away more than 100 meters away. With a clear and soft sound, the two running Japanese soldiers fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Ka...Ka Ka"

After sweeping the two Japanese soldiers to the ground, there was a crackling sound from the submachine gun, which was the sound of the firing pin hitting the air.

The magazine capacity of the Schmeisser submachine gun is only 32 rounds. With its rate of fire of 500 rounds per minute, if the trigger is not let go, it only takes 4 to [-] seconds to empty a magazine.

Ma Zhanying quickly lay down on the ground, took out another magazine from his waist on the right side and replaced it, pulled the bolt of the gun to make a clicking sound of bullets being loaded, and then put the empty magazine into his bag casually.

When Ma Zhanying got up again after changing the magazine, he saw that the Japanese army was retreating like a tide, while the tanks of the armored battalion were chasing at full power, so that the infantry behind them were thrown far away.

"These bastards run so fast."

Ma Zhanying looked at the tanks that were getting farther and farther ahead, knowing that it was useless to chase them, so he stopped chasing them. There were also many infantrymen who had the same idea as him, and everyone began to clean up the battlefield.

Although it took less than 10 minutes for the armored battalion to enter the battlefield, the Japanese army has already laid down hundreds of corpses here.

Half an hour later, Takehiko Iwase, who was on the marching road, received another urgent call.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, just now, the Chinese reinforcements arrived. Our vanguard has been defeated by the Chinese and suffered heavy losses. Now the rest of the first brigade is retreating."

"What... How long has it been since a brigade of the imperial army was defeated like this?"

Iwase Takehiko couldn't believe his ears. Just now, they were still reporting that they were leading people to stand firm and organize a counterattack. Now only half an hour has passed, and a brigade of the imperial army has been defeated in this way.

"Baga...incompetent...tell Fujino-kun that a stupid captain like that should have his abdomen cut quickly, otherwise more warriors will die at his hands."

The staff officer said bitterly: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, Major Watanabe was shot by a Chinese machine gun while commanding the retreat, and he has already devoted his allegiance to the Emperor."

Iwase Takehiko was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "It's cheap for him, you should send a report to Fujino immediately so that he can no longer retreat, if the 222nd regiment is also defeated, then don't blame me for being rude. "

"Hi!"

The staff officer hurriedly bowed to answer, and then asked: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, our biggest problem now is that we still don't know the number of the Chinese tank unit on the opposite side. If the commander smells it later, how will we answer it. "

"Yes!"

Speaking of this, Takehiko Iwase felt a bit of a headache. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation in so many years of fighting. This encounter had happened for almost an hour, and he didn't even know who the opponent was. It's too ridiculous.

What's worse, how should he report to His Excellency the Commander?

Could it be that we were attacked by an unidentified Chinese armored force and suffered heavy losses, so do we ask for tactical guidance?
If he really said that, he, the head of the division, might have done it.

Gritting his teeth, he continued to ask: "Where is the No.30 flying team, is their plane here?"

The staff officer raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Probably not yet. We sent the telegram only 30 minutes ago. The flight team should have already set off by now. Including the time to arrive at the battlefield, it will take at least another hour."

"These bastards, why are they moving so slowly?" Takehiko Iwase was very dissatisfied with the dispatch efficiency of the flying team, but the people in Lu Hang usually had their nostrils upturned, even if they met him, the commander of the division, they would not buy it. There is no way, let alone send a telegram to urge.

Not to mention that Takehiko Iwase stomped his feet anxiously there. In a small town more than 108 miles away from the 80th Division, Wanji Ishihara, head of the No. 16 Division, also received a telegram from Takehiko Iwase. When the 108th Division suddenly encountered the Huaxia Armored Forces, their first reaction was as bewildered as Takehiko Iwase.

"Nani...Iwase, this guy actually met the Chinese chariot unit, am I right?"

Ishihara Waner is not tall, looks thin and thin, and his appearance is not as rigid and fierce as ordinary Japanese soldiers, but rather weak.

But anyone who sees him clearly because of this is wrong. In today's Japan, Ishihara Wanji can be said to be a rare person with a very strategic vision.

He is also one of the very few people in Japan who disagrees with expanding war with China. He once said that Japan and China are like a strong mouse and an extremely weak elephant.

But no matter how strong the mouse is, it is impossible to swallow the weak elephant in one gulp. The only way to eat the elephant is to boil the frog in warm water and slowly eat the flesh and blood of the elephant. A rat grows to the size of a tiger and devours the elephant in one bite.

The best way is to manage Manchuria first, and actively send immigrants to Manchuria. When Manchuria becomes Japan's real land, it will not be too late to start a full-scale war with China.

It’s just that Wanji Ishihara’s proposition was completely contrary to the mainstream thinking of the Japanese military, and even had a serious conflict with Hideki Tojo, the then chief of staff of the Kwantung Army, so that he couldn’t stay in the Kwantung Army any longer. His friend Seishiro Itagaki gave him a hand and won him the post of head of the [-]th Division.

Now, Ishihara Wanji's expression gradually became serious after the astonishment, and he called Chief of Staff Mitsuo Nakazawa.

"You immediately send a report to Commander Tada, report the situation of the 108th Division to him, and ask him to send the aircraft to the front for reconnaissance as soon as possible, and if it is possible, immediately mobilize all the aircraft of the No. The Chinese chariot troops fighting in the regiment will carry out all-round bombing, and the action must be fast, I am afraid that the Chinese people will run away if it is too late."

"Your Excellency, Commander." Mitsuo Nakazawa said with some embarrassment: "It's not good for us to act like this. If Division Commander Iwase finds out, I'm afraid he will be angry."

"angry?"

Ishihara smiled softly: "I know Takehiko Iwase, and although he will definitely request to send a plane for reconnaissance and bombing, as far as I know, he doesn't have a good relationship with the captain of the third flying team. I reckon that the No.30 Flying Squadron will definitely not be so happy to send planes, so I want to help him tell His Excellency the Commander, lest the Chinese run away, you must know that the other party is a tank unit.

I'm really curious, which army from China came here, and for what purpose? "

(End of this chapter)