Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　In short, his task is to stick to the forefront of the battle.

　　His position was built by him, and there is basically no problem defending Xiaori (Zhao Hao)'s ordinary artillery fire, but it is difficult to say with the 122mm cannon.

　　But these are enough for him.

　　".Tuanzuo, what is the master doing here? With our strength, we can attack, why are we still guarding here?"

　　At this time, Xiao Baozi was a little puzzled. He always felt that they were wasting their lives here. At this time, Little Japan was in a weak position, so shouldn't they go up and do something?

　　"What are you thinking about there! If the teacher lets you do it, then do it, so many ideas!"

　　Liang Zhixue smiled, a little noncommittal.

　　"We're going to stay here for a while. Actually, I don't know what to do. If I don't want to, I will." He smiled wryly at this point. To be honest, only half of his current battalion is left. The supplement of those puppet troops will indeed be disabled in the future. .

Chapter 485

　　"Little Japan is desperate. Seeing the continuous bombardment these days, there is almost no one left! Damn, I don't know why I keep shrinking here. The entire division is close to [-] people. Stay here and let the little devils bombard you!"

　　A veteran holding a semi-automatic rifle was yelling and complaining.

　　Indeed, they have been nesting for the past few days, either being bombarded by the little Japanese, or watching their own cannons and the little devils fighting each other, they can only stare aside.

　　Liang Zhixue listened to the soldiers discussing there, sighed in his heart, then left his machine gun position and started to inspect.

　　Raising his head, he happened to see the cannonballs flying in the sky, and then heard the rumbling explosion, and the ground trembled.

　　Seeing this, he shook his head. Your sister is bombarded every day. If you want to die, when will you let yourself rush up and meet the little devil with a bayonet.

　　"Tuan Zuo, your phone!" a communications soldier called out.

　　"Telephone? What phone?"

　　Liang Zhixue had a little doubt in his heart, but he did not hesitate at all, and trotted all the way to the command post of the regiment headquarters.

　　Speaking of the 680 command post of the regiment headquarters, it is a small shed built in the trench, with a telephone in it.

　　"Hi, I'm Liang Zhixue!" He grabbed the phone and said.

　　"Liang Zhixue, I'm Zhang Hongfu!"

　　Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Liang Zhixue stood at attention suddenly: "Master!" The voice was sonorous and powerful.

　　"Now I order you to stick to your position. After an hour, Little Japan will probably jump over the wall in a hurry. You must hold on to your position!" Zhang Hongfu's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

　　"The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry? What the hell is this?"

　　Although Liang Zhixue was puzzled, he still agreed.

　　After hanging up the phone, Liang Zhixue followed the principles of a professional soldier and inspected the position again. If it is true as the teacher said, then the battle that will follow must be very fierce. These simple artillery fortifications will definitely not work and must be reinforced .

　　If you are not serious and responsible, you may be the one who will be bombarded to death by the shell the next moment.

　　"Why did the teacher say that Little Japan will fight back when he dies?"

　　Liang Zhixue listened to the occasional cannon fire and thought about the words of his teacher Zhang Hongfu. He was looking forward to the little devil's desperate counterattack, so that he could fight the little devil with sword and gun.

　　There is no need to watch the cannons beating here and there, feeling at a loss.

　　In fact, it was not his regiment who was watching. The other regiments were also like this, watching the cannonballs in the sky, flying above their heads, bored.

　　Sometimes bored yawns.

　　……

　　……

　　A thunderous sound resounded across the sky, many black spots appeared on the horizon, and the ground trembled slightly.

　　Gradually, on the horizon, the whole picture of black dots appeared. It was a huge tank sprayed with camouflage colors. With the body in the bumps.

　　"Hurry up, speed up. It takes an hour to reach the designated location and attack the Japanese army." Tang Ye kept shouting on the wireless phone, and his whole body was about to growl.

　　At this time, a tank in front suddenly turned off, stopped slowly, and lay there.

　　"What's going on, number 048!"

　　Tang Ye frowned, and shouted, what the hell are you doing stopping at this time!

　　"Reporter, our tank has broken down!" The voice of the commander of No. 048 came from the headset.

　　"It broke down. What do you usually eat? It was agreed to check every day, but you broke down at this critical moment."

　　Tang Ye yelled angrily: "You guys (bfbb) stop the tank, repair it yourself, and return to the team by yourself, I don't have time to talk to you!"

　　"Yes!"

　　After Tang Ye scolded angrily, he immediately increased the maximum horsepower, and the tank division swarmed towards the designated location.

　　Time waits for no one, if you can't reach the place and let the little devil run away, you will be punished.

　　It is very likely that you will lose your life.

　　……

　　……

　　an hour later.

　　Nasu Makoto was also very depressed and anxious at this time, because he found himself surrounded.

　　There was a roaring sound all over the sky, and black spots appeared between the sky and the earth, getting bigger and bigger, huge dragon tanks, mixed with landslides and ground cracks, came towards them.

　　If it was only on one side, he wouldn't feel anything, but this kind of tank appeared on both the left and right sides of his position.And the scale of this tank turned out to be two divisions!

　　The might of the 600 Dragon tanks is earth-shattering, and it is impossible to describe what it is like to charge 600 tanks weighing dozens of tons.

　　Nasu Makoto didn't know, and didn't want to know.

　　Because he didn't have time to think about it, he couldn't bear the crushing of six hundred dragon tanks.

　　As a researcher of advanced warfare concepts, he naturally knew the concept of crushing infantry by six hundred tanks, let alone such a large tank.

　　So he was not well.

　　"The cannons immediately deployed on both sides of the position!"

　　"All the [-]-type infantry guns are laid flat to form a rain of guns, blocking the impact of the Chinese tanks!"

　　"Mortar, wait for the tank to get close to the range, cover them all, don't feel bad about the shells!"

　　"Others, prepare me for all situations."

　　Nasu Makoto also turned blue, he felt that he had entered a well-arranged trap.

　　However, he had no choice but to put all his hopes on it.

　　The gunner of the little devil saw a large number of dragon tanks rumbling towards him in the distance, especially on both sides, the number was scary, and the faces of these little devils turned green, and their legs trembled.

　　What's the matter?

　　Why are there so many tanks here!

　　Isn't this about massacre!

　　It's just that these tanks don't have the cover of infantry, what the hell is this?

　　Did they come here alone like this?

　　They have not seen such a tank charge.

　　Of course they haven't seen it before, this is a symbol of strength, this is the confidence of strength.

　　ps recommend a book "The Great Master of Martial Arts".

Chapter 486 The Destructive Strike of the Rocket Launcher

　　Of course, without the cover of infantry, tanks can charge rapidly, and the momentum is overwhelming, even more terrifying than when there are infantry.

　　The charge towards the tank was getting closer and closer, and the little Japanese couldn't help but growl.

　　"fire!"

　　One command.

　　bang.

　　The cannon rang suddenly, and the shells flew across.

　　It's just that the tanks are advancing rapidly, so these low-profile shells are not very accurate.

　　That is to say, several Dragon tanks were hit.

　　The dragon tanks were all emitting green smoke, but it wasn't the smoke from machine damage, but the smoke from being bombed.

　　It's just that the front armor of the Dragon tank is a bit thick, and it is at a distance of [-] meters, so these shells can't reach any threat, unless the distance is increased, there can be a threat.

　　So in the smoke of "[-]", the tank continued to charge.

　　Makoto Nasu also looked at the flamboyant tank, and his whole body felt bad in an instant, so he could only desperately let the artillery under his command bombard him to stop the tank from advancing.

　　However, the Jagged Army will not let him do what he wants.

　　At this time, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and fifty Suzaku bombers roared over, coming out of the clouds.

　　Go straight to the sky above the 236th Division of the Japanese Army below.

　　One after another heavy aerial bombs fell impressively.

　　"Boom boom boom!"

　　On the little devil's position, there was a deafening explosion.

　　A bomber fell rapidly, burst into the siren of friction/air friction, and swept over the two 122mm cannons.

　　"call out……"

　　"call out……"

　　Two heavy aerial bombs fell straight down.

　　The Suzaku bomber lightened suddenly, and the pilot pulled the joystick to climb instantly.

　　"Boom boom boom!"