The loud noise of the explosion covered up everything. Chen Tang only had time to say a random yes, and then no more sounds were heard.
The Japanese's firepower was very fierce. Machine guns, grenade launchers, infantry artillery... They used all heavy weapons to form a blockade at the mouth of this narrow river.
Bullets were hitting the car body with endless sounds. Chen Tang could only huddle behind the armored vehicle. He did not blindly follow his comrades out because he knew that he was just a small infantryman and could not do much on this battlefield. spray.
Because of the river blocking the way, tanks and armored vehicles were unable to cross the river directly and could only passively withstand the opponent's firepower for a while.
"boom!"
An artillery round hit the body of the No. 3 car where Yuan Li was sitting. The vibration caused by the explosion caused the cabin to shake violently.
Yuan Li's head hit the iron plate next to him hard. If he hadn't been wearing an anti-collision helmet, he would have suffered a bloody head injury.
"The convoy spreads out, all the artillery fires with full force, grandma! Hit me hard!"
After saying that, Yuan Li quickly got out of the turret, pulled open the bolt of the M2 heavy machine gun with a clatter, and pointed the huge barrel directly forward.
The tank guns and the SDKFZ251 armored vehicles equipped with 37 anti-tank guns opened fire immediately. Each Sherman was also equipped with one M2 and two M1919 heavy machine guns. The firepower was like a seamless barrage. Attacking the enemy like overwhelming force.
The two sides poured out firepower like crazy, and the flares dragged yellow-red flames across the river. The trees on both sides of the river were beaten with branches and leaves flying everywhere, and tree trunks were broken everywhere.
The infantrymen on the armored personnel carriers were not idle either. They immediately got off the vehicle and spread out their ranks, using the armored vehicle body as a cover to shoot at the Japanese troops on the other side.
"The second platoon moves to the flanks to contain the enemy! The third platoon rescues the wounded, no matter whether they are dead or not, drag them to the back first, hurry!"
"Monk! Organize the brothers to fight back, ask people to pull down the mortars, and kill those turtles for me!"
Seeing that the troops were being suppressed by the Japs' infantry artillery, Mo Youcai made a decisive decision and called his men to take action.
"Ah...fuck my wife!"
However, a stray bullet hit his left arm due to the rebound of the steel plate of the tank, and blood seeped out instantly.
"Company Commander!?"
"Leave me alone, do whatever you have to do! Hurry!"
"Understood! Dagui will lead the machine gunners to set up the firepower point, and the rest will cover the artillery platoon and unload the artillery. Send me smoke bombs to greet me!"
Monk Zhou roared with all his strength, and took the lead in raising his submachine gun and pulling the trigger towards the other side. Flames popped out of the muzzle. The soldiers around him followed suit. It didn't matter whether they were hit or not, they just had to shoot at the point where the flames were coming out on the other side.
The two soldiers took out the smoke bomb, pulled the tab and threw it out hard. Within a moment, a cloud of white smoke slowly appeared on their river beach.
Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Tang turned over and entered a bomb crater. Just now he saw with his own eyes that his comrade in the same platoon had his leg broken by the explosion. At this moment, he was covering the bloody wound and screaming in agony.
Because of the fierce gunfire on the battlefield, no one except the sharp-eyed Chen Tang noticed his existence. Even if they noticed him, they would not dare to rush to rescue him despite the hail of bullets. That would undoubtedly be no different from committing suicide.
But Chen Tang remembered that it was one of the soldiers who went with Monk Zhou to collect supplies and said hello to him.
"Grab my shoulders!" Chen Tang growled, and without any explanation he picked up the wounded man and carried him to the back of the tank with difficulty.
"Thank you...thank you"
The bullets shot into the soil intensively and made a popping sound. If you were not careful, you would have to explain it here. Fear occupied most of your mind, but even this emotion also made people's desire to survive infinitely expand.
At this time, Chen Tang could no longer care about fear, and there was only one thing left in his mind, which was to take this comrade to a safe place.
"Grandma, you're a bear. Didn't I tell you not to show off your fucking arrogance!?" Seeing this scene, Monk Zhou was frightened. He didn't expect this kid to be so courageous.
Chen Tang, who had a dark face and took the wounded back to the back of the armored vehicle, lost his helmet because he was running in such a hurry. His comrades immediately came to support them and sent the wounded to the rear medical platoon.
"You brat! Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said?"
Monk Zhou was struck with a blow to the head when he came up. The pain made Chen Tang cover his head in unspeakable pain. The latter did not explain anything. He just felt that he should do this, just like when he was almost burned to coke, and the comrades around him still tried their best. He rescued him with all his strength.
Although no one said anything, the way everyone looked at him has changed. Some people may think he is reckless, but his behavior has been respected and recognized by most people.
There is nothing better than the feeling of comrades-in-arms. No one can guarantee that he will not be shot and injured on the battlefield. If at this time the only ones you can rely on are the companions who get along day and night, you are luckier than anything else to have such a comrade-in-arms who will never leave you.
The artillerymen of each platoon quickly took advantage of this gap, took the time to remove the mortars from the vehicles, and quickly deployed artillery positions.
Their seventh company is a company with enhanced firepower. Each platoon has 4 m2 mortars, and there is also a company-affiliated combat anti-artillery platoon. The whole company has 12 60mm mortars plus 3 37 combat anti-artillery. In terms of heavy firepower It's comparable to a Japanese infantry brigade.
The Wanding River is not wide, and the span between the two banks is less than 300 meters. Even including the river beach, the fighting distance between the two sides is only five to six hundred meters. Compared with heavy artillery, direct-aiming tank guns and indirect fire weapons are more suitable for fighting here.
After the opponent's initial fire suppression, the Seventh Company was ready to counterattack. Now the Japanese were suppressed by tanks and light and heavy machine guns. Our own artillery adjusted the mortars to a high elevation angle of 80 degrees in order to reach them at this distance. Can perfectly cover enemy positions.
"Distance 550 meters, direction 13-3, elevation angle 81, all gun positions fire in one salvo... prepare... fire!"
The artillery platoon commander seemed very confident and directly ordered all the artillery to fire together, because at this distance, the error was already very small.
A salvo of 12 mortars instantly sent smoke and dust into the sky on the north bank, and various firearms took turns to greet them. The little devil originally wanted to use the river water to stop the opponent's offensive, but who could persevere under such violent firepower?
The other party was like a fucking nouveau riche, not caring about the huge consumption of ammunition, and kept firing all kinds of shells.
There is a saying that the accuracy is not enough, but the firepower is enough. The Japanese army has no way to hide at a combat distance of less than 600 meters, and the enemy will take the opportunity to beat them up.
Countless Japs were killed and injured, and their few infantry artillery pieces were also destroyed. However, the Japs commander was still insisting, because this was Wanding's last line of defense, and there was nothing he could say. Refuse to retreat...
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