All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 154, Tank Ambush
"What, your brain is muddled, how can you let him act alone?"

"Wang Gensheng, I tell you, Chen Hao made a mistake, I will shoot you boy before the brigade commander shoots me."

Li Yunlong, who was heading to Nancheng to pursue the Japanese army in a stolen car, was furious when he heard the news, and his saliva nearly flooded the walkie-talkie.

This Chen Hao didn't worry at all, he just did some dangerous actions.

If he had no other identity and was not so important, Li Yunlong wouldn't worry so much.

But Chen Hao is too important, his life is tied to Li Yunlong's own life.

do not worry?
Don't worry there will be ghosts!
Li Yunlong didn't even bother to chase after him, and hesitated whether to ask the driver to turn around and stop Chen Hao.

"Regimental Commander, this is the tank company. We found a Japanese army convoy, seven or eight large trucks. There may be senior officers."

Sun Desheng's hoarse voice rang through the intercom.

After training at the headquarters for more than two months, he successfully transferred from cavalry company commander to tank company commander.

Twelve advanced T80 tanks were all under his command.

Li Yunlong's attention was immediately attracted to him, he held his breath, and ordered excitedly: "Okay, very good, hit me, hit me hard, be sure to kill them, leave no one behind."

To see a Japanese major general who has a high probability of death, and to prevent Chen Hao from rushing to his death.

After some consideration in his heart, Li Yunlong chose the latter without hesitation, and ordered the soldiers driving to turn around and return.

The moon covered by dark clouds is stingy with light, and the wilderness is dark, like a bottomless abyss.

The truck's headlights illuminated the road.

Major General Yama Shotaro, the brigade leader who led the convoy to break through, sat in the co-pilot of the fourth truck.

Unknown at this moment, the turning point of his fate has come again.

Four tanks were ambushing on both sides of the road, with 120mm tank guns secretly aiming at the approaching trucks in the distance.

"The enemy must not know that we have tanks, otherwise they would rather risk driving the truck into the ditch than speeding down the road with the headlights on."

Sun Desheng observed the movement of the Japanese trucks through the equipment, thinking secretly in his heart.

They used the 80th modified tank for learning and training, and suddenly changed to a more advanced T[-] tank, and they haven't had much time to get familiar with it.

To be honest, if you encounter an enemy of the same level, it is very difficult to win the fight.

But they don't need to worry that much, because anyone who knows the situation knows that the most advanced tanks of the Japanese army are not of the same magnitude as them.

The armor with rough skin and thick flesh, with the current anti-tank equipment of the Japanese army, is just like scratching an itch.

The 120mm caliber tank gun can turn any tank into a living coffin.

Soldiers who drive tanks don't need to master too many skills. They just need to drive the tank in front of the enemy, and then use the tank gun to aim and blast hard.

It would be even better if the enemy took the initiative to collide.

Tanks shoot while stationary and have a better hit rate.

Four tanks each in the east and south of the city were on their way shortly after receiving the order.

It seems that they have no chance to participate in the battle.

"200 meters ahead, first truck."

"beat!"

Sun Desheng's crew issued an order.

A 120mm high-explosive bomb flew out like lightning, and the smoke formed smoke rings at the muzzle.

Suddenly hearing a gunshot, Yamasho Taro subconsciously sat up straight.

Where to shoot?Could it be that they were ambushed?
boom!
The explosion gave him his answer.

Under the precise guidance of the optical sight, the tank gun flew over the two sidecar motorcycles and hit the leading truck perfectly.

The front of the car exploded in an instant, and the door was thrown more than ten meters away.

The flames exploded in the entire carriage, and more than 20 Japanese soldiers on the front of the first truck were killed by the metal storm in an instant.

Their bodies were lifted by the shock wave and scattered on the road.

The sidecar motorcycle in front of the truck, three Japanese soldiers were killed by metal fragments spilled from the explosion before they had time to react.

In an instant, almost half of the Japanese army in the squad was reimbursed.

The Japanese army obviously didn't react, what kind of artillery is this?
What kind of weapons did Balu get to ambush them?

They didn't think much, and there was no time for them to think too much.

The remaining three T80 tanks bombarded the Japanese convoy respectively according to the previous plan.

The second and third trucks followed in the footsteps of the truck in front, and the entire truck was instantly destroyed by the flames of the explosion.

The infantrymen on board lost their lives without even seeing the enemy.

They are unfortunate and lucky, because those who are lucky enough to survive have to feel despair before they die.

The last truck in the convoy was also blown up immediately, and the entire convoy was blocked in front and rear. The people blocked in the middle truck became lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car, hurry up!!!"

The officer who jumped down from the co-pilot urged loudly.

Seeing that the truck was blown up and no one was spared, he didn't care about anything else at this time, and there was only one thought in his mind, stay away from the truck.

Shan Shotaro, who was sitting in the co-pilot of the fourth truck, witnessed the three trucks in front were blown up into a ball of flames.

This battle-hardened and experienced officer could no longer be composed at this time.

Pushing open the car door, he fell out of the car like a monkey in a panic, scrambling and running towards the gully below the road.

There seems to be a little security for him.

In the panic, the guards still noticed him: "Protect the general, quickly protect the general."

Sudden.

There was light in the dark wilderness, like the eyes of a giant beast opened, emitting a breathtaking light.

A gas turbine with 250 horsepower of [-] horsepower makes the sound when it starts, like a giant beast roaring.

The 46-ton T80 tank is a giant beast on land.

"Tanks, are they tanks of the Eighth Route Army?"

Yamasho Taro exclaimed in surprise, his heart could not be more shocked.

Being in a high position, his knowledge is extremely extensive, and he has a basic understanding of the tanks in the army.

A cavalry tank that weighs several tons will not be shameful if it is taken out. Even the heaviest Type [-] medium tank weighs only [-] tons.

The heavier the tank, the larger the caliber tank gun it can carry.

That tank was equipped with a 75mm tank gun for the first time.

It is unanimously favored by the army, and believes that it can also occupy a certain advantage in fighting against Mao Xiong.

And the tank in front of him now weighs at least forty or fifty tons. What is the caliber of the tank gun?

Is there a hundred millimeters?
What is certain is that this is by no means something that their own tanks can handle.

Soldiers on the truck filed out from the back of the truck, and just after more than half of them were withdrawn, the tanks that were driving in the wilderness had already been loaded and fired again.

The personnel who had not been evacuated in time were blown into torches together with the truck.

In the communication channel:
"Company Commander, there is nothing left after this cannonball, the regiment commander must scold us as prodigals."

"Prodigal? How can this be considered a prodigal? Devils rely on trucks for defense, and sooner or later they will all be destroyed."

Sun Desheng paused, and ordered: "Don't think too much, there must be devils and high-ranking officials here, try to kill them with machine guns, don't get crushed to death, even if there is no corpse, it's not good to repay the credit."

"Dele, let the little devil taste our bullet storm."

The tanks are equipped with a [-]mm machine gun and a [-]mm machine gun.

To deal with infantry, it seems too wasteful to use artillery, and the machine gun is just right.

The machine guns rattled, and each of the eight machine guns sprayed out a fire snake, ravaging the Japanese army on the road.

Lying in the sewage ditch, Yamasho Taro smelled a stench, and the sticky thing in his hand was Yoneda Ko.

Damn it, which bastard has diarrhea.

Normally, he would never tolerate it, but at this moment, the bullets hissed past his head, and he didn't dare to look up.

"General, the enemy infantry doesn't seem to be coming, this is an opportunity, let's run away!"

Chief of Staff Nishizawa was quite calm, squinting his eyes and using the headlights to look at the situation and persuade him.

"Escape? No, I'm not going anywhere. I must fight the enemy to the end."

Yamasho Taro didn't care about the filth of the gutter anymore. He sat up and gave a speech full of spirit:

"As a soldier of the empire, we must have the awareness to dedicate ourselves to the empire. At this moment, we have no way out, and there is only one way to go, which is to fight the enemy."

The successive blows this night can definitely be called devastating to the Japanese army of the Fourth Brigade.

Being forced to abandon the city and flee has already made their morale low enough.

Being ambushed by tanks on the road made this trough go down to another level and fell into the abyss.

The speeches given by the head of the brigade, Yamashotaro, were encouraging, and for the surviving officers and soldiers, it was a booster and a placebo.

At this moment, they have no way to retreat, they can only fight the enemy desperately, and Yu Sui has a way to go.

The Japanese army made up their minds but went crazy. The officers organized the soldiers, gathered some grenades and wrapped them with cloth strips, and made some cluster grenades, which were used as weapons to destroy enemy tanks.

From bottom to top, everyone is a death squad, with despair and madness in their eyes, and they attack the approaching tanks.

The bullets clanged on the tank, leaving a mark the size of a thumb.

For homogeneous steel armor that is resistant to 550 mm armor-piercing rounds, this blow is not even a tickle.

The only thing they can count on is to use cluster grenades to destroy the tank. Even if the track of the tank is destroyed, it is good to stop the tank.

"For the Empire."

"Long live!!"

Wave after wave of death squads shouted slogans and carried cluster grenades in their arms, rushing left and right trying to get close to the tanks.

In the eyes of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in the tank team, such an attack was so tragic and insignificant.

The machine gunner pulled the trigger calmly, and shot at the devils who rushed up, knocking them down and leaving them in the wilderness.

Soon, there was a field of corpses left in front of the tank.

"Attack, attack!"

Yamashotaro ordered loudly.

It's just that no soldiers rushed out of the trenches to attack the enemy's tanks.

"General, all the soldiers of the guard squadron have died, leaving only a few civilian cadres in our headquarters." Chief of Staff Nishizawa said with a look of despair.

In his view, the soldiers had begun to block the interception, attracting the attention of enemy tanks.

It might still be possible for him and others to escape in the dark along the gutter.

Now, they don't even have the possibility of living like this.

Yamasho Taro tightly held his general sword in his left hand, and the Browning pistol in the holster was also pulled out and held in his hand.

If he could live, of course he wanted to live too.

But losing all his troops and fleeing like a stray dog, he would be a laughing stock if he lived that way.

Now, there is only one way to die.

Die cowardly in fear and cowardice, or die bravely in battle.

The latter is undoubtedly more honorable.

He had to do something, even if it was to destroy a tank on the Eighth Road!

Such a tank must be expensive to build, and the Eighth Route Army only sent four of them, which is the most obvious proof.

Yamasho Taro shouted to the remaining dozen or so officers: "No matter what your position or rank, you are all soldiers of the empire at this time.

The soldiers of the empire will never surrender, you have no way out, now take up arms and attack the enemy. "

As an officer, he thinks he is superior to others, but the cruel reality is that all the soldiers lower than them have died.

The Major, who used to be able to lead an infantry brigade, now has no men, and can only act like a big soldier, fighting for the chance to destroy the enemy's tanks.

The order of the brigade commander tore apart their illusions based on reality.

"For the Empire, attack!"

A dozen or so officers all climbed out of the ditch, bent over and walked in a zigzag fast forward.

The machine guns on the tank were firing rattlingly, and soon several people fell down.

The people behind are still moving forward, at most they can live for tens of seconds, or a 2 minutes.

Still being knocked down by the bullets that keep coming out.

"It's gone? This is all broken!"

Yamasho Taro's back molars were almost gnawed, he didn't know how to curse, and they didn't even hurt a hair of the enemy after beating for a long time.

Then all the people on their side died in battle.

Eight trucks were carried to more than 200 people, did they just exchange a bunch of bullets for the enemy?

Aggrieved, a strong feeling of aggrieved came to my heart, Taro Yamasho had fought battles all his life, and he had never fought so uselessly.

"No, the general still has one more person." Chief of Staff Nishizawa shouted in surprise, pointing at a figure who was dragging his body forward.

It was too dark to see who it was, but for sure, it was a fearless Imperial soldier.

Yamasho Taro also stared wide-eyed, looking forward, looking forward to even destroying an enemy tank!

He can be relieved to die immediately.

Suddenly, the tank, which had not been started for a long time, turned its tracks and ran over it.

With a scream, half of the crawling figure was rolled under the tracks and crushed into minced meat.

This was a torture no less than beheading in half. The little devil, who had not died immediately, endured great pain, and stuffed the cluster grenade in his hand under the track.

There was a bang.

Yamasho Taro's heartstrings were completely hooked by this person's actions, his heart trembled when he heard the screams, and he couldn't help himself when he heard the explosion.

"We succeeded?"

The tank continued to advance unaffected, completely crushing Yamasho Taro's fantasy.

It made him excited for nothing.

Thought this was your little devil's diced tank?

The amount of explosives filled in the melon grenade is simply not enough to shake the 46-ton big guy.

"There are still two people in the gutter with vital signs, stay away and kill them with a cannon."

Through the screen of the thermal imager, Sun Desheng can easily understand the enemy's dynamics.

The grenade exploded next to the tank just now, which made him more vigilant. He would rather waste a shell than take another risk.

The turret turned slightly, and a 120mm high-explosive bomb flew out like lightning, and the smoke formed smoke rings at the muzzle.

boom!
A violent explosion sounded in Yamasei Taro's ears, and the shock waves and debris from the explosion tore his body apart in an instant.

As the No.120 shot by the 1 [-]mm tank gun, I don't know if he feels honored.

Not knowing that he killed a Japanese major general, Sun Desheng reported the information to Li Yunlong through the car radio:

"Reporting to the head, the entire convoy has been successfully ambushed, and none of the eight trucks was spared, and none of them escaped."

With a vehicle-mounted thermal imager monitoring the entire battlefield, even without getting out of the vehicle to check, he has the confidence to say such a thing.

"Understood." Li Yunlong picked up the walkie-talkie and responded in a neutral manner, not at all happy to kill a major general of the Japanese army.

He had already arrived in front of the bank building, and there were still gunshots and occasional explosions in the building, telling about the fierce exchange of fire inside.

From Wang Gensheng's mouth, I learned that no commandos went in, and only Chen Hao was exchanging fire with the enemy.

Li Yunlong gritted his teeth angrily: "Damn it, don't worry at all, this is putting me on fire
(End of this chapter)