Suzuki Kazuo said hesitantly: "The tank team just arrived last night, would it be too hasty to let them go up now?"
"How could it be? The Tubal Road opposite is definitely no match for tanks. It only takes them an hour to rest. It's not a big problem!" Ogawa was very confident in tanks.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers had just woken up from the excitement of the Japanese retreating when the Japanese on the opposite side attacked again under the cover of nine tanks.
Wen Gu thought to himself, [The infantry-artillery coordination has just ended, and the infantry-tank coordination has come again. The Japanese are going to teach the Eighth Route Army a lesson! 】
The appearance of tanks was something the Eighth Route Army did not expect. Both the Eighth Route Army and the Kuomintang Army had very few anti-tank weapons on the Yanhuang battlefield.
When encountering such a situation, the general situation is to charge physically, with the soldiers holding explosive bags and drilling under the tank, so the appearance of the Japanese tank means sacrifice.
The battalion commanders had already begun to prepare explosive packs. They had experience in dealing with Japanese tanks. When the tanks arrived more than 200 meters away from the position,
With excitement on her face, Wenxin took out the Barrett that she hadn't used for a long time. She was loading bullets with a smile on her face.
"Haha, little devil, you are the one who bumped into me. Don't blame my aunt for being evil and ruthless, haha."
The warm and wild laughter spread far away, and all the nearby soldiers saw the strange-looking gun in her hand and were amazed.
The veterans of the regiment were impressed by this gun. They explained to the new recruits,
"This gun is so overbearing. The sound of the gun is like thunder. It is extremely powerful. One shot can knock the Japanese to pieces!"
"Squad leader, can this gun hit tanks?"
The veteran's face fell, "I've never seen it, how do I know? But if Xiaoxin can take it out, it should be okay!"
At this time, Wenxin had already loaded the bullets and set up the gun. She saw the Japanese tank getting closer and closer through the scope, and whispered, "Little Japanese, watch me take you to a plane!"
"Peng", the gunfire rang out, and the nearby soldiers covered their ears in disbelief.
"boom."
The front armor of the front tank was penetrated like tofu by Barrett's armor-piercing projectile, and the ammunition inside detonated.
A violent explosion was heard, and the turret on the tank was lifted more than two meters high. The Japanese behind the tank were killed by the fragments of the explosion.
The Japanese around were shocked. They had never seen the power of an anti-tank gun, but the gun on the other side was just a weird-looking gun. Why could it produce such an effect?
In the Japanese command room behind them, Ogawa and Suzuki were watching the tanks advance with binoculars.
There was expectation in their eyes, as if the Tuba Road on the opposite side had been penetrated through the defense line and fled in panic.
There was a heart-warming sudden shooting, and the tank was blown up by one shot, making both of them smile and freeze on their faces.
Ogawa roared in embarrassment: "What kind of gun is this! Why is it so powerful?
Quickly, get the tank squad to withdraw! "
The Japanese were confused, Wen Xin was not there, she quickly reloaded, "Bang", there was another gunshot,
"boom",
Another tank was blown up.
The riders inside the tank were frightened by this horrific attack. Even the government's anti-tank guns were not so accurate and brutal.
Not only one tank was disabled with one shot, but all of them were blown up, and the bodies of the drivers in the tank were not found. Who the hell can handle this?
The driver quickly backed up. The Japanese charging behind the tank could not have imagined that the advancing tank would suddenly retreat.
The Japanese infantrymen who were very close to the tank had no time to retreat and were directly crushed by the tank's tracks.
The screams continued, but the tank had no intention of stopping. Compared with these infantry, the tank was much more expensive.
Not to mention that tank drivers are all technical arms, and it would take a long time to feel distressed if anyone dies. Therefore, tank drivers have developed a life-saving habit for a long time.
As long as he can run away, he doesn't care about the life and death of the infantry!
The reaction of the tank driver was not unpleasant. After the second tank was destroyed, he started to retreat.
But Wenxin can shoot faster and has a far range. A mere 9 tanks are not enough for Wenxin!
After the last tank was blown up by Wen Xin 500 meters away, both sides on the battlefield stopped at the same time. Only the screams of the Japanese who were still alive after being crushed by tanks echoed in the fighting area.
Barrett put down his hand with warmth and satisfaction, and said to himself: "This is how you should use this gun, it's so good!" Then he laughed loudly.
Wen Gu has been suppressing other devils to prevent the warmth from being disturbed, and he can't help but complain,
"You had a great time playing. Can you consider me as your brother?"
"Oh, brother, we work well together," Wenxin hugged Barrett tightly and said with a vigilant look, "The gun is mine, you can't shoot!"
I'm speechless...!
The Eighth Route Army soldiers on the position had already begun to organize death squads, vowing to blow up the Japanese tanks.
Once they come to the Eighth Route Army position, it is impossible to let them escape.
The warm shooting attracted everyone's attention. In less than two minutes, 9 tanks, which were very powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, were all beaten into scrap metal.
"I knew Miss Xiaoxin was powerful, but I didn't expect her to be so powerful! A big weapon like a tank can be destroyed with just a few shots!"
The battalion commander murmured in shock.
Fan Debiao who was behind him didn't expect that he was touching his head at this moment, with a face full of shock.
"Old Fu, slap me, isn't this a dream?"
"Snapped."
"Oh, your mother, you, old man, are very cruel!" Fan Derbiao covered his face and cursed.
Fu Xiaozhi covered his hand that slapped his face and said unconsciously, "Lao Fan, what did you say?"
"I said that I knew that Xiaoxin's cannon shot was very accurate. Who knew that the gun in her hand was such a treasure? It would be great if I could shoot twice."
Fan Debiao's eyes shone and he said yearningly.
"You hit? I think you want to be beaten! If you dare to ask for a gun, Xiaoxin can beat you so hard that your mother won't recognize you!" Fu Xiaozhi said with contempt.
"Hey, aren't my hands itchy?"
Unlike everyone on the Eighth Route Army side who was happy, the Japanese looked at the scrapped tanks that were smoking black on the battlefield and wanted to cry without tears.
"Suzuki-kun, how do you think I should report to the division commander?" Ogawa said with a confused look on his face.
Suzuki Kazuo hasn't reacted yet. In his mind, as long as the tank team presses forward, Tubalu, which lacks anti-tank weapons, is definitely no match.
Who knew that in just a few minutes, all the extremely powerful tanks would be scrapped?
"Your Excellency, Captain, why don't we run?" Suzuki Kazuo whispered timidly.
Ogawa finally reacted and when he heard Suzuki's words, he immediately cursed,
"idiot!"
