The Japs of the Sixteenth Division suddenly discovered that they could no longer fight, and they all wondered:
"Are these Chinese people like beggars?"
The current war in Chuxiong is very simple and crude. It means aircraft plus artillery and saturation bombing. Those who can be solved with artillery shells will definitely not go to the infantry first;
Besides, this is not China. There is not so much stubbornness in fighting. At worst, it will be destroyed and then rebuilt.
The Expeditionary Force's bombardment of the Sixteenth Division lasted for a full day. Thirty percent of the 20,000 rounds of napalm that Steve had transported thousands of miles away had not even begun to explode, and Zhong Guoliang was in agony. , but Stevie said to Chu Xiong in a common way:
"Chu, do you need to continue bombing tomorrow?"
Chu Xiong shook his hand and said:
"That's almost it. Let's have a rest tonight. At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the New First Army will launch an attack on the defense area of the 16th Division. Let's take a look first!"
Stevie seemed to still have some unfinished ideas. Chu Xiong's war was too much for his liking. If it weren't for his standard oriental face, he would have thought that Chu Xiong was a general of Yingjiang.
The next day, the sky was blue and blue, outside Mengong Town.
Under the morning glow, each field cannon was covered with golden light, and its muzzle pointed directly into the sky.
These are the cannons that were captured from the Japanese and purchased for zero dollars from John Bull. There are more than 50 cannons. Now the expeditionary force is very thick;
The main offensive task was the 1st Division and the army-affiliated artillery brigade, which launched simultaneous attacks on Mengong Town and Highland 395. The goal was to wipe out the 20th Regiment and open a channel to attack Bago City. The newly added 22nd Mechanized Division was responsible for guarding Bago. The main force of the 16th Division in Gucheng.
Following Sun Fumin's order, dozens of field artillery pieces from the artillery brigade launched a fierce bombardment at Mengong Town and Highland 395;
More than 20 tanks and armored vehicles from the 1st Division Mechanized Regiment took the lead in launching an attack on Mengong Town. Accompanying the tank attack was an infantry regiment. This was a thunderous blow.
In the headquarters of the Japanese 20th Regiment, Captain Kato Shimomoto looked depressed. His 20th Regiment had not seen the shadow of the Chinese yet and had been disabled. Less than half of the combatants were able to fight.
The boast about Haikou before the war became a joke, and his face was almost swollen from the offensive of the expeditionary force.
"Matsushita-kun, you lead the flag guard squadron to retreat to Hill 395. I now officially authorize you to destroy the regiment flag with your camera!"
The 20th Alliance can be collectively broken into pieces, but the Alliance flag cannot be captured by the Chinese. Do you understand? "
Lieutenant Colonel Matsushita, the senior staff officer of the wing, said very reluctantly:
"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, the ground battle has just begun——"
"Matsushita-kun, there is no time, execute the order!
You must guarantee with the honor of the Panasonic family that once the second line of defense of Highland 395 is lost, the alliance flag must be destroyed immediately. "
Matsushita gave a sharp pause and said:
"Hey! Panasonic must fulfill its mission!"
"Boom boom boom..."
Several artillery shells exploded near the headquarters, shaking their heads and faces with mud. Panasonic finally recognized the situation and led the flag protection squadron to evacuate to Highland 395.
Kato Shimomoto was mentally prepared to live and die with Meng Gong Town. This day's bombing destroyed his self-confidence, and he has now recognized the reality.
Outside the town, as the artillery fire extended, more than twenty T26 tanks from the 1st Division Mechanized Regiment lined up in four columns and charged towards Menggong Town on a 500-meter front;
Song Xiaobing carried a Garand semi-automatic rifle and charged with a tank. His task was to protect the safety of the tank on the flanks and prevent the Japanese death squads from approaching the tank. This big guy is very expensive. A tank can buy him one. Songjiazhuang!
The mechanized regiment's impact was very fast and it soon reached the Japanese's forward position;
The position had long been razed to the ground, and there was gunpowder smoke everywhere. The experienced Song Xiaobing knew that there were definitely many Japanese hidden inside, and he loudly reminded the whole class to be vigilant.
Suddenly he saw a mud bag move. Without hesitation, he fired a shot, hitting a Japanese soldier who had just climbed up. His chest was full of explosives.
"Onboard!"
"Long Live His Majesty the Emperor!"
…
A large number of Japanese death squads suddenly rushed out of the floating soil of the position, screaming and rushing towards the nearby tanks.
Song Xiaobing calmly fired 4 shots and killed 3 Japanese who tried to get close to the No. 013 tank;
One of them was only one meter away from the tank. Intensive gunfire rang out from the position, and a large number of Japanese death squads were burned out.
The vehicle-mounted machine gun on the tank also fired fiercely at the Japanese. Under the protection of the infantry, none of the dozens of Japanese death squads could get close to the tank, ensuring the safety of the tank.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Ta-ta-ta-ta..."
The tank group continuously fired at the Japanese's suspicious targets, eliminating each target in the distance. The mechanized regiment's infantry-tank coordination tactics played a vital role.
Suddenly, a large number of Japs appeared directly in front. This was a line of defense for the Japs. There were at least 5 machine guns and hundreds of rifles.
As soon as Song Xiaobing heard the sound of gunfire, he quickly fell to the ground, and those behind him hid directly behind the tank's butt. The dense bullets hit the tank armor and sent sparks flying in all directions.
The driver of Tank No. 013 stopped the vehicle, directed the gunner to adjust the shooting angle, aimed at a machine gun fire point and fired quickly. A shell accurately hit the Japanese fire point, and several Japanese soldiers met Amaterasu.
Tanks stopped one after another and used tank guns to name the Japanese from a distance. If the infantry fired at the tanks, they were looking for death.
When Captain Asada saw that the machine gun fire on his side was being wiped out one by one, and their counterattacks were ineffective, and the bullets hitting the tanks only tickled them, he suddenly lost his composure and issued the banzai charge:
"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"
Ma Tian rushed to the front with his command knife raised high. When Song Xiaobing saw an awesome Japs, he shot him unceremoniously;
It just hit Asada's thigh, just a few centimeters away from the little broad bean.
Song Xiaobing shook his head in disappointment. Just as he was about to give him another shot, Tank No. 013 began to charge again. They rushed towards the Japanese...
Captain Asada watched as a big vehicle rumbled toward him, the cold tracks exuding the smell of death. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being crushed into pulp.
He crawled sideways with difficulty, trying to avoid the deadly tracks. His mind came to the ruins of Jinling City, how their tanks crushed the wounded Chinese soldiers. At that time, he watched from a distance for fun. ;
The cycle of retribution is finally his turn...
"Baga Yalu, treating the injured warrior like this is cruel, I want to protest-"
"don't want--"
A scream rang out under the tracks of the 013 tank. The driver stepped on the accelerator and ran over the old man Asada, leaving a patch of red, white, and yellow.
The red ones are blood, the white ones are flesh, and the yellow ones are shit. All the shit of Asada the devil was squeezed out.
When Song Xiaobing passed by, he stamped on it with his military boots and it didn't feel disgusting!
Bad taste!
The Japs' blocking line was quickly broken through, and the dozens of surviving Japs became frightened and turned around and ran away;
Song Xiaobing was about to shoot, but when he saw the No. 013 tank running at full speed and chasing after him, he decided to save a bullet and leave it to the 013's tracks.
"Damn it, these guys driving tanks are so funny!"
