All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 207, Tank Company, Charge!
It's twelve o'clock at night, according to the usual situation, it's time to go to bed long ago.

But tonight was a sleepless night.

The big tent of the division command post was brightly lit, and a group of senior officers gathered around the map to study tactics.

After fighting for a whole day, the effect cannot be said to be non-existent.

But in Gu Hisao's opinion, that mere improvement could not satisfy him at all.

Gather the resources of the entire division.

Hundreds of cannons fired continuously, using up thirty tons of shells.

They also mobilized [-] sorties to bombard the small position into scorched earth.

How many casualties did the Eight Routes suffer?

Even if it is overestimated, it is only one thousand. If it is two thousand, the independent group should be dead.

The division suffered more than 2000 people casualties, about double that of the Eight Route Army.

Enough to be called a heavy price to pay.

That's not important, at least in Tani Hisao's view.

He doesn't care how many people die. What he wants is the result, which is the seizure of equipment from the Eighth Route Army's arsenal.

Now this hope is getting slimmer, and Gu Hisao's mood is getting worse and worse.

If he doesn't rest, others can't rest either.

Although the officers had complaints in their hearts, they did not dare to resort to them, so they could only stay up late with overtime work.

The curtain of the tent was lifted suddenly, and an officer walked in quickly:
"Report, No.40 Fifth Infantry Regiment sent a telegram."

The No.40 47th and 30th Wings belong to the No.[-] [-]th Brigade led by Ushido Man.

They were sent to march from the mountains on the left side of the valley, and with the cooperation of the engineering regiment, they opened up an offensive path across the eight-way defensive position.

Among them, the No. 40 fifth team has made considerable progress and is the most likely to bring good news.

Gu Hisao ordered to give him news as soon as there is news, which shows that he attaches great importance to him.

After receiving the telegram presented by the officer, he read it at a glance, and there was a smile on Tani Hisao's serious face.

"Okay, okay, okay, well done, you all look, this is the pillar of the empire!"

Hisao Gu said three good things in a row, and passed the telegram to Tokutaro Shii, asking him to read it out for everyone to listen to.

"..."

According to the description in the telegram, it took two days, the top of the mountain fell, the poisonous snake bit, and hundreds of non-combat casualties were paid.

The No.40 Fifth Infantry Regiment, with the cooperation of engineers, finally opened up a mountain road completely.

They are very sure that the location of the Eighth Route Army Arsenal is below.

The captain of the Da Zuo Lian was determined to lead an elite team to slide down a [-]-meter-high cliff at night by means of a rope descent, and unexpectedly hit the eighth road with a thunderbolt.

Tokutaro Junjing read the contents of the telegram to everyone without emotion, and his heart felt sour as if he had knocked over a bottle of vinegar.

This bastard is the credit of Chi Guoguo.

Fuck, isn't it just luck to get a good job and put in some hard work.

If you don't do it, some people will do it, so why pretend to have worked hard!

To say that the hard work is high, it depends on their brigade. Calculated that more than half of the combatants have been killed or injured, and the logistics personnel need to be pulled in to make up for it.

However, in the view of the head of the division, Hisao Tani, the desired results were not achieved.

The so-called hard work is all egg stewed bastard... nonsense!
Junjing Tokutaro understood that the division chief took the opportunity to beat him, expressing his dissatisfaction with their brigade's combat.

The head of the division is not satisfied, he is not satisfied yet!
It was agreed to feign an attack to attract the attention of Balu.

In fact, he issued a death order, demanding a breakthrough within a time limit, forcing his subordinates to attack hard.

After paying such a high price, not only did they not get rewarded, but in the end the peaches would be picked by others, and no one would be happy to change them.

Tokutaro Junjing gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.

But he couldn't say anything, he couldn't even express his dissatisfaction, he could only endure it.

The senior military officers in the room were polarized when they heard the contents of the telegram.

Those who stood in Tokutaro's camp didn't feel happy, and all of them looked ugly, only feeling that all the efforts they had put in before were in vain.

Belonging to the Ushido Manichi faction, he is naturally rejoicing and smiling.

The division and discord within the entire division will be manifested on the bright side.

Gu Hisao naturally saw it in his eyes, he had no intention of maintaining harmony, and even had some intentions of being happy to see it happen.

The people below are monolithic, and those who are superiors are easy to be excluded.

The struggle between the two factions turned him into a referee, and with a little flick of a finger, he could play both sides in applause.

Gu Hisao coughed lightly, and drew everyone's attention to himself: "Captain Matsuda is doing well, I hope they can go well.

When the equipment of the Eighth Route Arsenal is seized, we won't be under so much pressure. "

Gu Hisao picked up the teacup on the table and raised it up: "Everyone, congratulations to Mr. Matsuda!"

Everyone followed suit, smiling whether it was genuine or fake, and celebrating in advance with tea instead of wine.

The cup has not had time to put down.

A sudden explosion sound shocked everyone.

"What's the matter, where is the gunshot?"

"Look, it's the camp of the Heavy Artillery Brigade, they've been shelled!"

The officer who rushed out of the tent looked at the flickering fire in the south and shouted in surprise.

The cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Gu Hisao looked extremely ugly, slapped his face, too much.

With Qing He's tea still in his mouth, Ba Lu had already knocked on his door.

Is there such a thing?

The chief of staff of the division, Koichi Ikeda, urgently issued an order: "All camps have entered the first level of combat readiness."

"Contact the heavy artillery camp to inquire about the situation, and let the left and right camps prepare for support. The two heavy artillery brigades must not be in trouble."

Gu Hisao put one hand on the table and said nothing.

He just wanted to know which branch of the Eighth Route Army was so talented and dared to tease the tiger whiskers of his Sixth Division?

The [-]th Brigade Independent Regiment in the Eighth Route Army is already the most capable.

But no matter how they can fight, they just take advantage of the terrain, and if they are facing each other, they will be over early.

Is there a more powerful force than the Independence Regiment?
If you want to try the teeth of his Sixth Division, you will die if you try.

Keep the enemy unforgettable for a lifetime, and it will hurt to think about it in the next life.

In the south of the heavy artillery camp, the soldiers of the first battalion looked at the rockets whizzing out, feeling nothing in their hearts.

They did not carry launchers for Type [-] rockets.

Use a simple support such as a stone on the ground, and then use a dry battery to activate.

In the past two days of harassment and ambush, they often used this method to torture the enemy, and the effect was quite good.

It's just that in those battles, they were the main force.

If the enemy's rhythm is disturbed, they will come to harvest and kill those damn little devils.

In today's battle, except for the No. [-] man who was taken away by the battalion commander, everyone else has become a supporting role.

The warriors who have always been proud cannot accept this reality.

A veteran couldn't help complaining: "Fuck, I would have been a tank soldier if I knew it."

"Who says it's not! It's beautiful to think about driving a tank to slaughter the enemy."

The company instructors heard the soldiers' complaints and raised their voices to educate them: the division of labor in resisting the Japanese aggressors is different, don't envy one or the other, just do your own thing well.

To be honest.

Looking at more than 40 tons of behemoths driving past him, if he had the opportunity to be one of them, would he refuse?
Eighteen T-[-] tanks lined up in battle formation, and rushed towards the Japanese camp under the cover of rockets.

Behind is the mighty cavalry regiment.

The whole place was so dark that it was impossible to see the face, only the saber was reflecting the light.

At this moment, the camp that was attacked by rockets has been bombed.

The Japanese soldiers who had already fallen asleep ran out of the tent in disheveled clothes, some without even holding their guns.

They are like a swarm of headless flies.

The officers were scolding: "Bastards, are you sensible? Go back immediately, put on your shoes, pick up your weapons, and gather with your officers."

A group of unorganized soldiers is like a plate of loose sand, which will be scattered all over the ground with a slight push.

The literacy of these officers and soldiers is still good, except that they were a little flustered at the beginning.

After receiving the order, they immediately picked up their weapons and found the chief to prepare for battle as usual training.

In just 2 minutes, hundreds of people can join the battle.

The speed of such an emergency assembly can be called top-notch in today's army.

But in the face of the prepared attack, it was still a little slow.

At a cross-country speed of 2 kilometers per hour, the T-[-] tank crashed into the Japanese camp from two and a half miles away in about [-] minutes.

Tanks are like wolves entering a flock of sheep and start hunting lambs wantonly.

The heavy machine guns on the tanks were sprayed with flames, and when the bullets raged, they overwhelmed the uncovered Japanese soldiers, regardless of their status.

"Don't worry about them, just disperse them, and let the cavalry kill them."

"Find cannons for me, and kill the most threatening ones first."

Sun Desheng gave orders in the communication system.

After being educated by Zhang Dabiao once, he has already engraved the killing of the Japanese artillery in his mind.

Eighteen tanks fanned out and rampaged through the Japanese camp.

When they run over someone, when they run into a tent, there is almost nothing that can stop them.

The devils who were being chased screamed and fled in a hurry, often falling under the bullets of heavy machine guns.

Some Japanese soldiers raised their guns to resist, but don't say that the bullets will only be bounced away.

Even if you throw a bundle of grenades on the tank, it will not cause damage to the T-[-] tank.

In the eyes of the Japanese army, this is simply death.

It makes people feel hopeless.

But even more despair is yet to come!

The tank had just crossed the border, and the cavalry regiment rushed in after it.

Cavalry is the pinnacle of cold weapons.

In this era, suitable scenes still have room to shine.

After a round of raging tanks, the Japanese army did not organize a defensive front at all. Three or five soldiers, or a dozen or so soldiers, gathered together to fight independently.

The cavalry regiment rushed in carelessly, the soldiers' sabers were facing outwards, and the horses slammed into the enemy.

Few people have the courage to face the impact of the horse.

Most of them dodged to one side, which hit the cavalry's arms, and the sharp saber slashed across, causing waves of blood.

The cavalry charge was like a comb. A lot of lives were taken away by combing, and the crowd that was dense just now became thinner in a blink of an eye.

"Rush, rush, kill!"

Wielding a blood-stained saber, Captain Su led the cavalry regiment to trample and kill the Japanese soldiers repeatedly in the camp.

This time, their cavalry regiment finally proved its worth.

It is not a bait that can only be used for fishing, but a main group that can really play a role and give the enemy a fierce blow.

(End of this chapter)