I watched them with great pride. What a good young man. Their young lives are fearless. I want to lead them to victory and hope.
The logistics company commander came to report that the replenishment has been completed, and each vehicle has been filled with fuel and ammunition. He hopes to lead 2 maintenance vehicles to accompany us on the attack, so that he can repair the vehicles and replenish ammunition at any time. I know that they are eager to participate in the war, but they are all Rare talents cannot be lost on unnecessary battlefields. I rejected them coldly, but I allowed him to lead 3 mechanics and accompany the armored personnel carrier. The commander of the logistics company silently carried out my order. Six maintenance vehicles were left behind. They stood upright on both sides of the road, waiting for us to set off. Cao Yunjian gave an order, and the soldiers jumped on the tanks one after another, looking for handrails and protrusions. I decided to use this method. The troops were transported forward to Lanling in a fast and mobile way. Many soldiers tied themselves to the tanks with leggings. I told the tank crew that when there are soldiers on the tanks, they are not allowed to fire, but can only shoot. Behind each tank is an ammunition trailer, which contains an ammunition base, and even there are 2 to 3 soldiers sitting on it.
I waited for everyone to finish their work and when only the roar of the engine was left on the road, I stood on the leading tank and waved forward, "Go forward, target, Lanling." The driver Ji Mingxin immediately turned off the tank headlights and followed my instructions According to the instructions, the maintenance soldiers standing on both sides of the road raised their right arms and saluted. I immediately returned the gift and paid attention. All the tanks and cars turned off their headlights and moved according to the commander's instructions. Fortunately, there was enough moonlight tonight, and we had a good line of sight, whether it was the machine gunner and gunner inside the vehicle or the commander and station outside the vehicle. The army infantry brothers on the car body returned salutes to the brothers on both sides of the road. That scene will forever be engraved in the hearts of every living soldier. They will never forget that there was such an exquisite military salute.
The monotonous sound of tracks urged us to sleep in our ears, but who could sleep? Everyone was very excited at this moment. What they thought was that they could personally participate in such a great moment. What I am concerned about is whether this harsh sound can wake up the defending Japanese troops. If it wakes them up, it will be a bad thing.
I couldn't help but order Ji Mingxin to speed up. Ji Mingxin's forehead was covered with sweat, and the marching speed reached 40 kilometers per hour. During the day, this was a piece of cake, but at night, the field of vision was so poor that Ji Mingxin couldn't help but pray secretly. God bless you, don't hit the ditch.
Six hours of night driving made Ji Mingxin exhausted to the extreme. Not just him, the other pilots were almost exhausted. Those in the car and the soldiers squatting on the car body were even more exhausted, but I couldn't let them rest for even five days. Minutes, I must ruthlessly drive them onto the battlefield to face the enemy's hail of bullets.
By the time we arrived at the outskirts of Lanling, it was already 4 o'clock in the morning. This was the darkest moment, but soon, the morning light would illuminate the earth and illuminate the panicked appearance of the Japanese army. The special forces who ambush in advance were as cold as cabbage, but their pain was not in vain, and their reconnaissance intelligence was very powerful for our attack.
When the Japanese sentry was looking boredly at the dark field in front of him, a row of small lanterns slowly fell down in mid-air above his head. He looked at these lanterns curiously, and the captain slapped him in the face. "Asshole, the Chinese army is attacking at night." The gunshots sounded like exploding beans. Countless bullets shuttled back and forth with dazzling light tails, and countless tracer bullets were fired from the originally empty fields to the Japanese positions. The deafening heavy machine gun rang in the sentry's ears, and within a few seconds of the sound, the sentry saw a fireball as big as an apple fly into the wooden house of the sentry post. Countless pieces of wood, fragments and flesh flew up and covered the sentry.
Countless Christmas trees rose in the sky, illuminating the entire Japanese position as if it were daytime. However, the Japanese officers and soldiers rushed into the position. Many fortifications were not constructed. They were basically field defense positions. Machine guns and mortars were not protected. Soon, The target is exposed and destroyed by the invisible enemy on the opposite side.
Captain Sakamoto of the Japanese Army had already jumped out of bed the moment the gunfire rang out. He grabbed the command knife hanging by the bedside and ran outside the room. Adjutant Samura, who was also running in a panic and wearing a coat, ran to In front of him, he lowered his head and said: "Report to the captain, Chinese troops were found outside the city. The number is unknown. Their firepower is extremely powerful. Our frontline troops suffered heavy casualties." Sakamura felt a chill running down his spine, as the Chinese troops hung above his head. The sword of Damos was finally chopped down, and the nightmare that had troubled him for many days finally became a reality. "Send a report to the commander of the Isoya Division quickly and send reinforcements to rescue us." Sakamura did not believe that with one of his brigade, Lanling cannot be defended for a day. In just one day, Isoya's rapid corps can rush to Lanling. By then, the internal and external cooperation can defeat the besieging Chinese army.
Both my medium tank and the No. 1 tank were built as movable bunkers and fortresses. I used machine guns and artillery to cover the infantry charge. The No. 2 tank advanced slowly to cover. The sound of machine guns, submachine guns, and rifles was like firecrackers set off during the New Year. I don’t remember it. When the count was counted, fireballs the size of apples roared into the dark town, exploding into orange-red sparks, composed of the screams of the dying, the shouts of soldiers, and the explosion of artillery shells. A spectacular and tragic war scene.
The Japanese army's firepower was often shot away by our tank guns after just a few rounds of ammunition. Only when the muzzle sprayed muzzle flames, a weak light could illuminate the tank's figure, and those No. 2 tank No. 1 The tank's 20mm artillery and 7.92mm machine gun were more effective against infantry and firepower points. Japanese riflemen who often stood up to shoot were shot in two by the whizzing bullets. The strong smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air between the tanks, choking some crew members to open hatch covers to breathe fresh air. However, our artillery cover never stopped, effectively supporting the advance of the infantry.
Cao Yunjian took the lead and rushed to the front. He handed the submachine gun to his guard. He grabbed a machete and ran forward with all his strength. The Japanese machine gun was spotted and he hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun, but before he could fire, a A string of 20mm artillery shells exploded at the Japanese firepower point. Sandbags and sacks were blown up and down, and the machine gun flew several meters away. Cao Yunjian was grateful to the gunner who didn't know his life and continued to lead the charge. The few searchlights the Japanese army had were destroyed by artillery fire. The special forces soldiers crawled forward. Japanese rifle bullets whizzed past their heads, but they ignored them at all.
They were getting closer, getting closer. They were only 30 meters away from the Japanese trenches. The Japanese grenades were already being thrown indiscriminately. A machine gun in front was firing continuously. Song Xiaopeng accurately threw a grenade into the Japanese machine gunner. At their feet, the Japanese machine gunner did not notice at all. There was a loud noise, and flames and debris enveloped the machine gun and its shooter. Another grenade thrown by Song Xiaopeng killed several Japanese soldiers standing behind the bullet-proof wall. Several special forces behind them used cluster grenades to blow a big hole in the barbed wire fence. They rushed in and jumped into the Japanese trenches. Some of the Japanese troops rushed towards them waving their rifles, while others turned and ran towards the corner. After a minute, not a single one of them was still alive in the trench.
Song Xiaopeng and others used dense submachine gun bullets to suppress the shooting of Japanese riflemen. As more and more Chinese infantry rushed into the trenches, the bullets fired at the Japanese army became denser and more accurate. When the huge body of the No. 2 tank When they appeared behind the trenches, the Japanese army had no choice but to leap forward.
