my bright sword career

Chapter 98
"The chariot...the chariot of the Chinese..."

I don't know whose voice rang in Nakagawa Jiro's ear, and the voice on his face became sharp in desperation.

"Quack...quack..."

The ear-piercing sound of metal friction and the roar of the engine intertwined to form a strange sound, coupled with the huge body of the No. [-] tank, it gave people an unusually oppressive aura.

In fact, when the soldiers of the second brigade saw the big guy slowly climbing up from a dirt slope on the road ahead, everyone was dumbfounded.

The No.40 First Division of the Second Brigade belongs to the second-rate division sequence, which is commonly known as the horse-drawn division. There is no anti-tank organization at the first level of the brigade.

It's not that the Japanese are incapable of equipment, but that China in this period is too weak.

Let alone tanks, many soldiers don’t even have shoes, so they can only weave their own straw sandals or even march barefoot to fight. Isn’t it a waste to fight with such troops and equip them with anti-tank weapons?
Just when the Japanese soldiers of the Second Battalion were dumbfounded, the No. [-] tank, which had just climbed up the slope, was not idle. After the turret turned slightly, it fired a shot at the Japanese army without hesitation.

Accompanied by thick smoke from the muzzle, a 6.8-kilogram high-explosive bomb rushed out of the gun bore at a speed of 385 meters per second, and hit the ground less than two meters away from a Japanese soldier. Accompanied by a violent explosion, The Japanese soldier was blasted into the air by a strong shock wave to a height of four or five meters before falling heavily to the ground.

"You idiots, what are you still doing, hurry up and shoot!" Nakagawa Jiro, as the captain, was also the first to react, and immediately issued an order to the soldiers to fight back.

Then he said to the leader of No. [-] Squadron: "Yusheng-kun, you stop the volunteer team immediately, and you must blow up the chariots of the Chinese people, otherwise we will be finished when they charge over."

"Quick...Everyone come here and get a pack of explosives."

A squad leader with the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulder yelled loudly at his subordinates. At this time, there were 25 soldiers standing in front of him, which was already nearly half of his squad's strength.

Every soldier with an explosive bag on his back silently looked at the slowly approaching tank a few hundred meters ahead with a sad look in his eyes. Cannot remain indifferent.

In the end, the last explosive package was left unclaimed, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to the soldier standing at the end.

The private soldier with a childish look on his face stood there awkwardly, trembling a little.

The second lieutenant strode over and said loudly, "Private Matsuo...why don't you take the explosives?"

The soldier said, "Sir, I'm not married yet."

"idiot!"

The second lieutenant was furious, raised his hand and slapped him, "I'm not married either!"

After finishing speaking, the second lieutenant picked up the explosive bag from the ground and tied the explosive bag to the soldier without any explanation. The force he used was so strong and tight that the soldier grinned in pain.

"Remember...be like a warrior." After tying the explosive pack, the second lieutenant stared at the soldier's childish face, and his tone became gentler: "Your parents and family are watching you, the Emperor His Majesty will not forget your contribution.

You go ahead, after all, we will meet at the Yasukuni Shrine in the future. "

"Hi!"

Tears gushed out of the soldier's eyes, and he lowered his head in sobs.

"Okay... let's go, warriors!"

With a wave of the lieutenant's hand, more than 20 soldiers carrying explosive packs stepped out of the bunker and moved towards the opposite tank from all directions.

"Ka Ka Ka... Ka Ka Ka..."

The No.1 Japanese soldier who rushed towards the tank only ran tens of meters before he heard gunshots like tearing tarpaulin from the front. The soldier was hit in the abdomen by several rounds of 7.92 bullets before he had time to dodge. , fell to the ground.

Because the Japanese soldier was physically strong, he did not die immediately after being hit in the abdomen, and let out a mournful wail.

Rolling all over the ground in pain, he crawled on the ground, letting the blue-gray meat flow out of his stomach, while stretching out his hands to his companion behind him, calling for help.

"Ono, save me... Youzhu Jun... Come and help me... Ah... Give me a shot..."

The young soldier running in the middle of the crowd subconsciously wanted to go over to help, but he was stopped by a second-class soldier next to him, who gave him a hard look, "Baga... he's dead... you Did you want to die with him in the past?"

Nakagawa Jiro watched more than 20 soldiers running towards the Huaxia tank one by one. Nervously, he clenched the command knife in his hand and whispered in his mouth: "It must be blown up...please...it must be blown up!" ..."

But his hope was in vain. The Huaxia tanks did not act alone. There were more than a dozen soldiers behind each tank. When suspicious targets are found, they will shoot immediately, and most of the soldiers are killed before they get close to the tank.

"boom……"

A huge explosion shot up into the sky. It was a volunteer soldier who was hit by a Huaxia machine gun and detonated the explosives on his body. His whole body was blown to nothing.

"This stand-up team is over."

Jiro Nakagawa's heart suddenly turned cold. He was about to turn around and order to organize another stand-up team, when he saw a vague figure slowly crawling on the ground in the thick smoke.

He quickly raised his binoculars to take a closer look, and found that it was a young soldier. He crawled into a bomb crater and hid quietly, showing no sign of showing his head.

"Baga...this coward, how dare he do this?"

Nakagawa Jiro cursed angrily when he saw this.

"Squeaky..."

Amidst the tooth-piercing sound of metal rubbing against each other, a steel monster drove slowly from the front to the side of the bomb crater.

At this time, the soldier suddenly jumped out of the crater and rushed towards the tank.

"boom……"

In a deafening explosion, the tank was immediately surrounded by thick smoke, and the sound of the engine stopped abruptly.

"Great!"

Nakagawa Jiro shouted excitedly, and the Japanese soldiers behind him also cheered when they saw this. In their view, it was definitely profitable to exchange more than 20 people for one tank.

It's just that not long after they cheered, the sound of the engine sounded again with a chug, and then the steel monster drove out of the thick smoke, but there was an extra layer of black on the original iron-gray paint. It was dyed by the smoke of the explosion.

Seeing the unscathed tank coming out of the gunpowder, all the cheers stopped abruptly.

"Da da da……"

The tankers seemed to be enraged by the explosion just now. The machine guns in front of the turret poured out bursts of flames, sifting through any possible hiding places in front of them...

(End of this chapter)