Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

In a normal human military career, first impressions often determine a person's views and opinions on a certain type of equipment.

Take our Mr. Li for example.

When it comes to tanks, the first thing that comes to his mind is definitely the M22 Cicada that his own company is equipped with, as well as the Type light tank and Type medium tank that he occasionally encounters on the battlefield.

Weak firepower, slightly poor protection, and remarkable mobility. These adjectives are basically the answers that Brigade Commander Li would give subconsciously.

There is no way. Even with the help of the Yellow River cram school and the models of the main tanks of the major participating countries, the term "armor-mounted shell confrontation" is still a bit far away from Lao Li.

The long-term accumulation of inherent cognition made it inevitable for Lao Li to lose composure when he first came into close contact with a heavy tank.

He quickly took off his sunglasses and even threw his favorite corncob pipe to Zhao Gang. His whole set of actions did not show the calmness of a senior commander at all.

"My God, this piece of iron must weigh more than 40 tons. The toilet head and the thick pipe, I guess it must be the English tea bag launcher that Old Huang always talks about."

"It's incredible, it's really incredible. I can't wait to see it wreak havoc on the scene."

As a pragmatic soldier, simply observing from a distance could not satisfy Lao Li's thirst for knowledge and exploration.

After a brief shock, he decisively revealed his identity to the nearby guards, and then began to measure the size of the heavy tank in front of him without saying a word.

After a while, a piece of cake with an approximate length, width and height of 7×3×3 meters came out of the oven.

Such exaggerated data almost blinded Brigade Commander Li.

"This thing is two times bigger than the enemy's main armored vehicle. As long as we can hit the target stably, it is estimated that the Japanese Type 97 will hardly leave even a slag."

"It's a pity that the new tanks are too heavy and destined to be out of the airborne troops' reach. Otherwise, I can't imagine how beautiful the scene would be if a dozen or so behemoths weighing dozens of tons were deployed deep behind enemy lines."

"Hey, I don't know what Old Huang is busy with recently. When will he update our brigade's equipment? I also want a big pipe that can capture cities and strongholds."

Unlike his impatient partner, Zhao Gang is obviously much more careful when facing new things.

When he first saw the unfamiliar heavy tank, he did not rush forward to collect first-hand data. Instead, he walked around its huge body and began to observe it carefully.

Soon, Lao Zhao discovered the blind spot.

On the left side of the toilet-shaped turret, a white upright bear-shaped logo was faintly visible. It was obvious that a soldier had made a mistake during the painting operation.

"Old Li, stop making a fuss and come over here quickly."

"This heavy tank should not be equipped by the British. Take a close look at the left side of its turret. There is still the identification mark of the Northern Guards Mechanized Brigade."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be KV2. After all, Lao Huang said that toilet heads also come in different sizes."

Hearing this, Li Yunlong, who was still jumping up and down, immediately came over. Following the guidance of his political commissar, he also saw the unique white logo.

However, Lao Li did not feel disappointed because he identified the wrong tank.

The reason is very simple. Whether it is the small toilet head KV2 or the large toilet head FV4005, they are the existence that can kill gods and Buddhas on the Asian battlefield.

Anyway, they are both cross-level killing of young and weak, it doesn't matter who plays.

If you are not satisfied with your book, then bring up the Four-style Medium Combat, Ten-style Heavy Combat, Fuso Tiger and Five-style Heavy Combat.

The Republic of China stage, come and fight against me.

"Okay, let's just use KV2. With a 2mm main gun and 152mm frontal armor, the enemy's Type 75 medium-sized tank will most likely not even have a chance to get close."

"As for those death squads carrying toilet plungers, we have our own coordinated infantry to deal with them."

"By the way, I just saw another batch of new tanks. Before the combat meeting starts, let's go."

Just as Li Yunlong was pulling his political commissar and preparing to continue strolling around the armored unit's base, a middle-aged soldier wearing glasses suddenly walked over.

This person has a sad face and seems to be under great pressure.

As if sensing a strong contagious low pressure, Lao Li couldn't help but look back, and then he shouted in his loud voice:
"Lao Xu, Lao Xu! Over here, I'm here."

"Hahaha, it's really better to come at the right time than to come early. I was just thinking about visiting your division's armored regiment. Are you free now? Can you show Lao Zhao and me around?"

"The meeting won't start until an hour later. We have plenty of time."

That's right, the old Xu mentioned by Li Yunlong is the first commander of the only armored division of the Eighth Route Army: GD Xu. Since the 1st Marine Brigade has a fighter company, in order to better command the troops, Lao Li often went to the headquarters of the 1st Armored Division to learn during the rest period, which is why the two have a very close relationship.

I can only say that our Lao Li is becoming more and more high-end.

It’s a pity that the "Swearing Trio" lost a great general before they were officially formed 13 years later.

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On the other hand, when the newly promoted armor master heard someone shouting his name, he subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

When he saw the familiar big head, the imposing frog-shaped sunglasses and the corncob pipe, a bright smile finally appeared on Commander Xu's face.

"Old Li, your Marine Brigade 1 is finally here."

"If it's two more days late, you might not even have soup to drink."

"Hey, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but is your current personal image imitating that commander of the Southwest Pacific Theater? You'd better not imitate him, it's unlucky."

As soon as these words came out, Li Yunlong, who was originally cheerful, immediately fell into dismay. He first shook hands with his old friend, and then pretended to be angry and joked:

"What do you mean by imitation? Your words seem to boost others' morale but destroy your own prestige."

"My current outfit is a suit designed by Lao Huang himself. According to him, if you want to shit on the Japanese and become their emperor, you have to dress like this."

"Besides, he, MacCaesar, has only killed so many books. In terms of achievements and merits, he is a poor imitator."

Li Yunlong's righteous explanation immediately made the armored master laugh. However, when he thought about the current situation of his troops, he quickly put away his smile.

Although he didn't know the specific situation, the quick-witted Old Li still vaguely guessed what his comrades were thinking.

After a moment, he patted the other person's shoulder and comforted him:
"Old Xu, don't look so sad, and keep a calm mind. The road conditions on Jiaolai Plain are very good, and your 1st Armored Division will surely be able to perform well in the next counterattack."

"Tsk, an armored division of 20,000 people. I couldn't even imagine having such a force three years ago."

"If the new group in 39 was at this level, I would dare to lead the team to Taiyuan to challenge Shinozuka Yoshio."

The 1st Armored Division of the Eighth Route Army, established in the first half of this year, is an Asian mini-Gundam with a total strength of more than 20,000 troops.

Currently, the division has a two-battalion armored regiment, whose main equipment is 175 T-26 1939 light tanks.

Of course, a division equipped only with outdated light tanks cannot be called a high-level division. In order to improve the status of the troops, Huang He also used his connections to get a company of T-3476s and a platoon of out-of-print KV2s.

With such a luxurious armored force, its supporting forces will naturally not be weak.

In order to adapt to the above-mentioned tanks, the Eighth Route Army Headquarters specially transferred a mechanized infantry regiment, a motorized infantry regiment and an artillery regiment.

Together with the self-propelled artillery battalion, armored reconnaissance battalion, anti-aircraft artillery battalion, communications battalion, armored engineering battalion, maintenance unit, transport unit, field hospital and other support units, the 1st Armored Division is already the most luxurious division-level unit in Asia.

Hearing the comfort from his good friend, Xu GD tried hard to force a smile.

"Hey, our 1st Armored Division just finished re-equipping last month, and the troops haven't been training for very long, nor do they have any experience in sustained combat. How can I not be stressed out?"

"Fortunately, General Lin knew the difficulties of our division and adopted a plan to lure the enemy deep into our territory, which greatly weakened the Japanese tank division."

"Otherwise, I'll just have to bite the bullet and do it."

In human military history, it is almost an indisputable fact that a commander who has no experience in motorized troop combat cannot directly command armored forces.

As for the Eighth Route Army today, the troops that everyone previously commanded were basically light infantry, and it is not easy for them to use a full set of French weapons now.

In this situation, if commanders want to fully unleash the combat effectiveness of their troops, they need to put in unimaginable efforts and sweat.

What's more, the organization of his own 1st Armored Division is completely based on the Eastern Front in Europe. A division has 20,000 people, which is even larger than the average armored division. This is the main reason why GD Xu is exhausted.

Hearing his comrade's problem, Li Yunlong frowned slightly, but his expression quickly returned to normal, and it was obvious that he had not been troubled for long.

"Well, Lao Xu, I think you are too obsessed with perfection. I know the situation of the 1st Armored Division and have fought against the Japanese armored forces many times."

"In terms of strength and equipment, we are indeed not as good as the Russians in the north. After all, we started too late. But the Japanese are not German tanks. Their tanks are completely inferior to the Soviets."

"So just charge forward boldly. The Air Force and several Infantry Divisions will lead the charge, and your 1st Armored Division will be the final blow to end the game."

"Okay!" (End of this chapter)