"Your Excellency, Division Commander, we..." Ushijima wanted to say that we should retreat quickly. The battle was already at this point. If we continue, it would only cause greater losses to the troops.
But when he saw Tanaka Shinichi, who looked like a clay and wood sculpture, the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them out.
"What kind of army is this?" Tanaka muttered to himself. One link after another, one after another, the opponent's strength made him feel desperate.
From the beginning of the war to now, I have never heard of any division being defeated by an equal number of Chinese troops, but it was this little-known unit on the opposite side that did it. This is simply a shame!
call out……
"Shell! Get down!"
"Boom, boom, boom..."
As soon as Tanaka Shinichi finished speaking, artillery shells falling from the sky exploded near the Japanese headquarters one after another.
There were screams of despair all around, and the ground seemed to be shaking. Look at the array, which was definitely as powerful as a large-caliber artillery.
Tanaka shook his head, which was slightly dizzy from the shock, and pushed away the soldier who was jumping on him with a curse, but the Japanese soldier had already died of anger.
A 105 grenade exploded more than ten meters away. If the soldiers hadn't reacted in time and knocked him down, he would have died by now.
Even so, the powerful shock wave made Tanaka feel tight in his chest, and he almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Division commander, are you okay?" The surrounding soldiers quickly ran up to check the situation.
"Where's Ushijima?"
"Chief of Staff Ushijima... his jade is shattered."
Following the soldier's gaze, Ushijima's mangled body lay quietly on the ground a few meters away.
"Damn it!" Tanaka cursed secretly. Ushijima's death made him feel a little sad. In the chaos, he discovered that the Chinese people on the opposite high ground had begun to launch a counterattack. At this moment, there was no room for any further hesitation.
"Order the 55th Regiment to stop the enemy, and the others...retreat!"
With constant artillery fire all around, the situation was hopeless. Tanaka gritted his teeth and could only issue a retreat order. His heart was bleeding as the battle continued like this.
After half an hour's rest, the artillery regiment once again launched a new round of firepower. Because the 18th Division headquarters was located too far forward, it had long been discovered by Li Liansheng on the hillside.
"Haha, good job, Fatty! Coordinates 133-41 are an artillery position for the Japs. After three rounds of shooting, take it away."
"Zi...ZiZi"
As soon as Li Liansheng finished speaking, only bursts of electrical noise came from the walkie-talkie. After waiting for a long time, there was no reply from Krupp.
"Hey! Fatty, can you hear me? Hey... you motherfucker!"
Maybe it was because the sound of the cannon fire was so loud that the other side didn't hear it at all, or maybe the radio signal was interfered with. Anyway, Li Liansheng yelled for a long time but got no reply. He was so angry that he threw away the machine angrily.
"Sir, the second regiment has already charged forward. What should we do now?"
"You can still do it, huh? Push the cannon up and kill that little devil's artillery position for me!"
Li Liansheng hurriedly urged the artillerymen to take action. If the 92 infantry gunners in his hand were not out of reach, he would have blasted them past those little Japanese.
At present, the entire front is pushing back. The second and third regiments have begun to launch counterattacks, while the 55th Regiment is also fighting desperately, trying to cover the evacuation of the large forces. The two sides are fighting each other in a stalemate.
At the same time, Yuan Li's armored troops easily broke through the hastily established position of the 165th Regiment. The unrivaled torrent of steel could not be matched by this group of recruits who did not know how to fight.
Before this battle, Liao Mingyu mobilized a large number of wheeled trucks to the 200 Division to transport the infantry so that they could maintain the same speed as the armored forces.
The armored force has only one mission, break through, break through, and break through again! Drill through the enemy's defense line and penetrate deep, leaving the rest to the infantry behind you.
After annihilating the Japanese tank brigade and the 56th Regiment, they passed through the 165th Regiment's defense line at an extremely fast speed and penetrated into the main battlefield from an oblique angle.
The entire 200th Division was like a sharp arrow that pierced the clouds. With tanks and armored convoys as the vanguard, and a large number of infantry and trucks behind, they unceremoniously crashed into the 55th Regiment's position.
"Boom! Boom..."
"Thump thump thump thump thump thump...!"
Tank guns and coaxial machine guns were firing recklessly, and machine gunners on armored vehicles were also washing all the enemies in front of them with blood. The sins of the little devils could only be baptized in front of bullets.
The little Japanese fell down in pieces like wheat. Facts have proved that it is difficult for flesh and blood to withstand the impact of the torrent of steel. Yuan Li and the others opened a hole in the position in an instant.
The 55th Regiment, which had been struggling to support itself, collapsed instantly. As the armored convoys entered the position, the number of troop casualties continued to increase. The addition of this new force boosted the morale of the second and third regiments, and the offensive suddenly intensified.
The little Japanese couldn't hold on any longer. They retreated again and again, and finally they could only panic and start to flee.
The young private Yota was running away in a hurry with his rifle, bullets whizzing in his ears, and the smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the pungent blood stimulated his nerves all the time.
There were mangled corpses everywhere around him, and his troops had long since dispersed, but he couldn't care about that much at the moment.
Live, must live!
This is the only belief in his mind now, no matter what, he must survive.
"ah!"
With a plop, Yang Tai tripped over something on the ground. Before he could stand up, a weak cry for help came from beside him:
"Save...please save me, I don't want to die..."
The person who tripped him was actually a Japanese soldier who had been shot in the thigh.
Seeing the miserable appearance of his companion, Yota kept struggling in his heart. The injured Japanese soldier also stretched out his arms to him. The face that was younger than himself was full of the desire to survive.
He knew that stopping at this moment would be suicide, but those eyes filled with hope and despair made him shake.
"Simi Marseille!"
Yota lowered his head, said a very sorry word to his companion, then picked up the rifle and turned around to run away. In the end, he did not choose to save him.
"boom!"
Before he could take two steps, a tank shell hit the exact location. The explosion lifted half of the wounded soldier's body into the air. Blood and organs were scattered all over the ground. Yotaya was pushed to the ground by the shock wave.
Yang Tai wanted to continue running away, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his waist. Several fragments pierced his lower back, and when he reached out and touched it, his flesh and blood were already bloody.
"Ah! Kusuo..."
The pain made him roar in despair. Not far away, the enemy tanks were approaching with roars, but he no longer had enough strength to escape.
Despair instantly enveloped his heart, but Yota was unwilling to give up. He closed his eyes and fell to the ground in an attempt to pretend to be dead.
You must live, even if you have to survive like a dog!
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