"Commander, what did you say?"
"I didn't hear you clearly, Commander. Maybe my ears were a bit hard to use after being hit by a shell just now..."
In fact, Zhang Dabiao wanted to ask whether Lin Zhong's brain was blown out and he was talking nonsense.
Lin Zhong glared at him, "I told you to go to the back of the truck group and unload the tanks!"
"Did you hear that clearly?"
"I don't want to do it a third time!"
Zhang Dabiao heard it clearly this time and immediately stood at attention and saluted.
"It's the commander!"
"All platoon commanders of the artillery battalion, follow me!"
...
Zhang Dabiao led a dozen platoon leaders from the artillery battalion to the rear of the truck group.
The truck group was at the back of the army, and a lot of supplies were still on board. Zhang Dabiao believed that there were still machine gunner mines and other things on the truck that had not been unloaded.
But now Lin Zhonghe said to him that there are tanks behind the truck group?
Not only Zhang Dabiao didn't believe it, but none of the dozen platoon leaders present believed it at all.
"Battalion Commander Zhang, did our commander get hit on the head by the aftermath of the bomb just now?" the platoon leader asked.
Zhang Dabiao glared at him, "You kid, don't talk nonsense, our commander..."
"Well, it's very possible..."
A dozen platoon leaders all sighed in unison. Lin Zhong had taught them how to drive a tank before, but where could they find this thing? What’s the use of learning it.
Several people kept complaining, but until Zhang Dabiao actually led them to the back of the truck group, their eyes widened.
"Quick, look!"
"Fuck!"
"What the hell?"
"Fuck..."
More than a dozen damn exits in a row.
What a tank!
Zhang Dabiao rushed over and a total of thirteen Tiger tanks stopped behind the truck group!
A dozen tanks lay on the ground like a dozen tigers.
"Commander, it's...so fucking amazing!"
"Quickly, get on the tank and knock out that stupid armored vehicle unit!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
...
Then, a mighty tank formation appeared on the battlefield, like a tiger emerging from the mountain!
The corner of Lin Zhong's mouth couldn't help but raise a little when he saw the tank formation.
"Very good. Although the Tiger tank is lacking in performance, it is designed to defeat armored vehicles like the Japanese!"
"Go and defeat those armored troops for me!"
"Damn it, I have what you had when you were little! I also have what you don't have!"
...
386th Brigade direction troops.
At this time, both the boss and the brigade commander looked at the battlefield and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"Gu..."
"Old Chen, did I see it wrong?" The boss held the binoculars in front of him.
The brigade commander also stared at the battlefield with a telescope and said hesitantly: "Boss, I seem to have been bombarded just now, and my head is a little buzzing."
"Tanks in the eyes in broad daylight."
Both of them thought they were dreaming, but suddenly, the armored troops and tank troops launched an attack at the same time!
Lin Zhong's tank formation approached the Japanese armored forces and immediately launched an artillery bombardment!
Boom boom boom!
Before the continuous bombardment was complete, Lin Zhong stood on a truck and gestured to personally command the tank formation!
Attack!
charge!
This time it was not a shelling, but a charge. Lin Zhong wanted to use the huge body of the Tiger tank to directly knock over the armored vehicle!
boom!
After a round of fighting, three or four armored vehicles were directly knocked over!
The huge vibration made the soldiers at the rear tremble...
Tanks collided with armored vehicles, which was the first time for almost all the Eighth Route Army soldiers present to see it.
Chu Yunfei had seen it once in school, but it was just a simulated battle that was far less shocking than the scene before him.
"Brother Lin Zhong, your appearance is really far beyond my imagination."
"A tank formation, Brother Lin Zhong has yours!" Chu Yunfei murmured.
I originally thought that the equipment of the 358th regiment was good enough, but now the equipment of the new regiment is just like the equipment in the novice village. I took an iron sword and wore a piece of cloth armor and went out.
Lin Zhong clenched his fists fiercely, "Yes, just do it like this. Look, I have removed all the tracks from his stupid armored vehicle today!"
The boss and brigade commander also reacted at this time, and they both looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
"Boss, it's really a tank, or a tank formation..."
"Lin Zhong's regiment has a tank formation?"
"Where the hell did he get the tank? It's still a square formation!"
"I don't even have it, so I might as well give him my position!" the boss said angrily, but at this moment he was more shocked.
The brigade commander was already deep in thought. The tank formation could not even eat...
No matter how you think about it, this is not a dimension.
It’s not that I was deceived, I was deceived so much that I lost all my hair.
The boss was also lost in thought. Not to mention that his 386 brigade didn't have one, his headquarters didn't have one either...
It's not called the New First Regiment, and now the boss wants to reorganize it into the New First Army...
Belile watched helplessly as his armored troops were being destroyed one by one. His armored troops seemed like children in front of the tank formation, unable to block a few shots and were defeated.
There was a fierce battle between the two sides on the battlefield, and the tank troops under the command of Lin Zhong quickly defeated the Japanese armored troops in pieces.
Beili gritted his teeth happily and wanted to chop Lin Zhong into pieces.
"idiot!"
"Where did Tubalu get its tanks from?"
"Cheated!"
"Shinozuka!"
Beilele no longer thinks that this is a new group in front of him, and if he has any brain, he will not think that this is really a new group that Shinozuka said.
The strength of at least one division and the equipment are outrageous. At least it has reached the standard of a column!
We don't even have a tank formation, and we don't have any tanks yet, and the tanks from the island country haven't been shipped yet.
"Commander Lin?" Beilile murmured. The moment the tank formation appeared, he began to want to change his title.
In less than an hour, Beilile's armored force was almost completely destroyed by the tank formation, and was finally defeated.
But what puzzled many Eighth Route Army soldiers was why Lin Zhong ordered the tanks to withdraw even though the tank formation could take advantage of the victory to catch up and disperse the Japanese troops.
Seeing this, Beili slightly raised the corner of his mouth and praised Lin Zhong's tactical command ability.
If this group of tank formations dared to rush over here, he would definitely organize a death squad to throw bombs into the tanks as soon as possible!
In the face of sheer numbers, the tank formation was of little use.
Many Eighth Route Army officers noticed the scene of the tanks retreating, and lamented that Lin Zhong's tactical command ability was not comparable to that of the ordinary Eighth Route Army commander.
At this time, Beilile was also completely angered. Thirty thousand people surrounded thousands of people and it was a shame for him that he still couldn't take them down. So he launched the last wave of charge!
This time, the new regiment was bound to be completely destroyed. With fierce artillery fire, both sides began to fight to the death!
For a moment, artillery fire continued all over the sky. This time, the Japanese were like locusts passing through the border, using their numerical superiority to press forward desperately.
The ground was full of wreckage and blood.
"Commander, these Japs are charging forward as if they are crazy and don't even care about their lives!"
"Our first line of defense has been breached, and now only the last line of defense is left, Commander!" Zhang Dabiao shouted in a panic. He had never been so panicked.
Lin Zhong gritted his teeth and watched as his men fell one after another. These were all flesh and blood!
This is not a drama about the Anti-Japanese War. There is no hand-tearing Japanese soldiers or some eagle claw skills, embroidery needles and Tai Chi. It is just a matter of cutting with knives and punching with flesh, competing to see whose gun is faster.
"Brothers, Lin Zhong salutes you here."
"Everyone is here, fight back for me! The boss, the brigade commander, and the brothers of the Jinsui Army are watching!"
"Even if I die today, I have to break off a few of the Japanese's front teeth so that our new regiment will not be embarrassed!" Lin Zhong roared and launched his final counterattack.
If you can break out this time, a new group will be born. If you can't break out, there will never be a new group in the future...
