It must be said that the offensive of the third regiment progressed very quickly. The original plan was to capture Wanding in one day, but it took the tank battalion only 3 hours to end the battle.
The Engineer Regiment played a great role today. While the large troops were being resupplied, they cleared the road as quickly as possible, removed obstacles, and built a temporary wooden bridge at the narrow part of the Wanding River.
The wooden bridge is two and a half meters wide and 150 meters long. Trucks brought prepared logs and planks. Fortunately, the river is not deep and the flow speed is slow. The soldiers used pontoons to make the bridge piers, and then used sandbags, rivets and chains to reinforce it. , the bridge deck is enough to bear the weight of dozens of tons, which is mostly due to the car repair engineering team that was left behind after being bullied.
With the assistance of the engineering regiment, the chariot battalion marched forward with great success, followed closely by forty or fifty troop transport trucks, and a large force marched quickly behind. They followed the Burma Road to the west and arrived before 1 o'clock. Nankan.
As the commander-in-chief of the vanguard force, Yuan Li immediately ordered the attack. Before the Japanese troops stationed here could react, Wuyangyang's enemies were already coming towards them.
call out……
The flare shot straight into the sky with its dazzling light, and the surrounding area instantly became much clearer.
"kill!!"
Armored vehicles and tanks went hand in hand, advancing slowly amidst harsh sounds. The soldiers shouted, and followed the tank convoy to charge towards the little devil.
Although night was not conducive to the attack, the Japanese were also at a loss as to what was going on. They only received the news of the fall of Wanding in the evening. They did not expect that the enemies would come so quickly, nor did they know how many enemies were coming. They were panicked and could only be passive. Fight back.
"Langda? Did the Chinese fall from the sky? You guys can't even take the most basic precautions!"
The Japanese lieutenant colonel who was in charge of the defense here was so angry that most of his subordinates were new recruits who had been replenished. They were attacked by the enemy before they could react. He was dumber than a pig.
"Captain...Captain, we'd better retreat. The enemy...the enemy has tanks." The soldier next to him told him with a cry.
"idiot!"
Lieutenant Colonel slapped his hands, pointed at the soldier's nose and roared: "Why are the warriors of the Japanese Empire afraid of his mere tanks? Isn't it that we went to the ocean just to defend the glory of the emperor at this moment?"
"You are running away like cowards, aren't you afraid that your wives, children, and parents will be laughed at for the rest of their lives? So what if the enemy is stronger than us? Kill me! Be loyal to the emperor!"
"kill!"
"The sky capsule is on board!"
This lieutenant colonel was obviously severely damaged by the spirit of "Bushido", but he did not expect that the Japanese soldiers' precarious morale would be inspired by him.
"Report to the battalion commander. Instead of surrendering, the little Japs charged at us."
"Hmph, these beasts are quite brave."
Yuan Li had already seen the clamoring Japanese dwarfs under the flares in the tank observation mirror, but they were totally wrong if they thought they could win by relying on bravery alone.
"So the armored and infantry units obey orders, use full firepower, and send them to hell!"
"yes!"
The desperate Japanese soldiers screamed and rushed towards the tank group. Obviously, these little devils had not fought against the Chinese army for a long time, and they thought that they could scare away the "weak-willed" Chinese people with their intensive tide charge. The cruel facts surprised them.
The 76mm long-barreled tank gun on each Sherman immediately burst out with terrifying fire. Each shell could explode large tracts of mud and corpses in the Japanese charging team. Three heavy machine guns also sprayed fire at the same time. Snakes, warriors couldn't be more fond of this kind of pig-like attack.
The armored vehicles on the flanks also joined the battlefield. The fire snakes were like several scythes. Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in swarms. The ground was full of mangled corpses, but the little Japanese who were already on top were still fearless of death. Charge forward.
The team is surrounded by some suicide squads armed with explosive bags. Their cold and determined eyes do not take life seriously at all, just to bloom like cherry blossoms at the last moment of life.
It's just that the infantrymen next to the tank convoy didn't agree. On the contrary... they were extremely good at "destroying flowers with a delicate hand".
The idea of synchronized and coordinated warriors has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. During the training some time ago, Liao Mingyu also repeatedly warned that in the absence of an open battlefield environment and before a large-scale cluster was formed, tanks and soldiers must move step by step in the face of enemy attacks. Do not leave the formation to avoid the enemy from behind and receive a fatal blow.
The speed is a bit slow, but the victory is steady and strong. The little devils soon discovered that they could not get close in the face of semi-automatic and fully automatic firepower. The difference in weapons was difficult to make up for with fearlessness, not to mention the little devils. There is no numerical advantage.
"Be smart! If the little devil is hiding in the house, use the flamethrower. If the flamethrowers can't reach it, use the tank. Each one of them will be blind and stupid. I don't want to help you send letters home!"
Mo Youcai in the team had a loud voice. He was experienced and tried his best to tell his soldiers to fight flexibly and not to be stupid.
After all, your life is your own. Killing more enemies while alive is worth more than anything else. Who would be stupid enough to trade one life with a little devil if possible? Are they worthy?
"Company Commander, the Sixth Company is in trouble."
Mo Youcai looked in the direction the soldier said. Through the firelight and the sound of gunshots, he quickly observed the specific situation. The position of the Sixth Company seemed to be entangled by the enemy and unable to move, and it had become disconnected from the convoy.
"Monk Zhou! Bring a platoon over to help. Ji Laosi from the province later said that we are not loyal."
"Okay, I'll go right now, follow me in a row!"
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The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood. Countless corpses were lying in a pool of blood. The screams of the wounded could not be heard. Some Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were dragging their injured companions and trying to retreat. Soon... a few Sending righteous bullets will send them west.
Although the two infantry companies accompanying the tank convoy also suffered some losses, their casualties were negligible compared to the miserable appearance of the Japanese army.
The Japanese troops who overestimated their capabilities and launched an attack suffered a devastating blow. In the wave of firefights just now, at least six to seven hundred little Japs were turned into cold corpses, and the rest.
Ironically, the captain who clamored for a bloody fight to the end gave up at the last moment, and the soldiers who left him had no guts and chose to run away. If those Japanese soldiers who died in the battle knew the truth, they would probably be angry and strangled to death. He cannot.
There were not many Japanese defense troops in Nankan. There was only one unsatisfied brigade, and they were basically concentrated inside the town. This also gave the tank battalion excellent conditions for annihilation. Except for a few soldiers who fled, almost no one was spared.
The main force of the third regiment soon arrived in Nankan and continued to clean up the surrounding Japanese strongholds. At this point...this territory that originally belonged to China finally returned to the embrace of the motherland.
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