"Enemy attack, enemy attack, prepare to fight!!!" Yamashita Yukino yelled at the top of his lungs and grabbed the car radio: "Division headquarters, division headquarters, I am Yamashita Yukino, I am Yamashita Yukino, we have been ambushed by the enemy, please Rescue, please rescue.”
This was the first time in his life that Yamashita Yukino asked for help, and this was without seeing an enemy.
Unfortunately, Miyamoto Kujiumu could never receive his call for help. The ambush battlefield chosen by Li Changshun was beyond the calling range of the vehicle radio and Yangquan.
What Li Changshun wants is the tank regiment of the Miyamoto Division. It is not yet time to encircle the point for reinforcements. At least he must first collect these tanks.
Yamashita Yukino was really scared when he didn't hear Yangquan's response.
You can still live if you are abused by nature, but you cannot live if you are abused by yourself.
The more people Yamashita Yukino killed, the more he feared death. He didn't know how the Chinese would execute him if they caught him. When he was dreaming, he dreamed of various ways of death, each of which could bring him out of his dream. Wake up with a fright.
And now, he felt that his dream was about to come true.
Maybe... there is still a way to survive by abandoning the tank and running away? !
This thought flashed through Yamashita Yukino's mind and became stronger and stronger.
But it also made him more and more troubled.
He knew that if he ordered this, even if the commander of the Miyamoto Kujugi Division did not order him to commit suicide by caesarean section, he would spend the rest of his life in the eyes and saliva of others with contempt.
When Yamashita Yukino was still debating whether to give the order to abandon the car and escape, a Japanese soldier suddenly exclaimed: "Look..."
There is no need for you to shout. Everyone in the twelve Type 97 tanks stared wide-eyed to look for traces of the enemy. When those smoking earthen jars were thrown from the hillsides on both sides, everyone Seen it all.
Fire attack is one of the most feared attacks by tanks.
The little devils' eyes widened in horror.
They had figured out by themselves that the earthen jar smashed into pieces when it hit the tank, and the fuel contained in it instantly set the tank on fire.
But they thought wrong.
How could Li Changshun adopt such a stupid attack method as fire attack, unless he didn't want these tanks anymore. Without these tanks, he would still be the commander of the armored infantry regiment.
On the hillside, Li Changshun stared at the soldiers who were holding the ropes and throwing the lit earthen jars down one by one. Throw it on the tank, and if you fucking smash my tank, be careful I’ll slap you with the sole of my big shoe.”
The little bad guy chuckled and said, "Commander, we have these tanks. Shouldn't you give me one? I don't want to load any more shells. I want to drive a tank."
This guy had already promoted Li Changshun before the tank arrived, but Li Changshun liked to hear this.
Li Changshun laughed and said: "Look at your performance, throw it away to me. Damn it, I bought five hundred kilograms of chili peppers."
The earthen jars fell one by one near the tank, crackling and smashing to pieces. The ignited oil, cotton gauze and chili noodles in the earthen jars collapsed everywhere. In the blink of an eye, the entire valley was surrounded by choking smoke.
The little devils don't have to worry about guns and guns while hiding in the tank, but they have to breathe.
The choking smoke was so pervasive that even if the enemy closed the hatch cover and closed the observation port, it would not help. The little enemy in the tank only lasted for a minute or two before crawling out of the tank one after another with tears streaming down their faces. , eyes swollen like peaches.
"Hit me if anyone shows up." Li Changshun gave the order, jumped off the tank, grabbed a soldier's rifle, aimed at a Japanese soldier shaking in the smoke in the valley, and fired with a bang.
The soldier who had his gun snatched away by Li Changshun was not happy: "Captain, don't you have a machine gun on your tank? Give the gun back to me. I still want to kill a few more Japanese."
Li Changshun was depressed when he didn't hit the Japanese soldier with a single shot. As a result, this guy was standing by and asking for a gun. Li Changshun couldn't get angry, so he could only face the soldier with a playful smile and said: "You're stingy, I'll shoot just one of you." Back to you."
Bang, another shot missed the Japs. The bullet grazed the Japs' ears and hit the tank behind him with a ding sound. The Japs who couldn't even open his eyes were so frightened that he hurriedly fell to the ground and rolled towards the tanks. Drill underneath.
The lower he lay, the thicker the chili pepper smoke became. The little devil almost coughed out his heart, liver, and lungs while lying on the ground of the tank.
If I hide here, I will be choked to death sooner or later. If I run out, I will definitely be beaten to death. How should I choose to die?
The little devil couldn't even think of resisting. He was coughing to death. He couldn't open his eyes for a long time. He was picking up his eyelids with his hands and tears were streaming down his face. He couldn't see anything clearly. How could he fight this battle?
What's more, the tank soldiers are not equipped with any other weapons except a bastard and a bastard. With the power of the bastard, even suicide may be stuck.
As soon as the little devil changed his mind, the commander who got under the tank one step ahead of him had already put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth and pulled the trigger with a bang.
The commander was smart. He already knew that he would inevitably die today. Instead of enduring more pain, he might as well kill himself.
When the kid heard gunshots ringing around him, he was so frightened that he opened his eyelids with both hands. With hazy eyes, he saw the commander lying next to him with a gun in his mouth and a bloody hole in his head. His eyes were swollen like peaches. I don't know if it's open or closed.
The little devil let go of his hands, whined, coughed, and cried, raising the son of a bitch and pointing it at his temple. What he was thinking silently now was not about his father or his mother, but praying that the broken gun in his hand would give him a happy life, because he didn't I know if I still have the courage to pull the trigger a second time.
On the hillside, Li Changshun missed the Japanese with two shots. The soldier whose rifle he snatched away laughed like a duck: "Captain, you'd better not waste bullets with your shooting skills."
Li Changshun was depressed when he was laughed at by the soldiers. After all, I was also the first mobile platoon leader. He was selected by the commander-in-chief from hundreds of people. Why can't he even grab it now?
In fact, Li Changshun had never fired his gun accurately. It was true that he was the first mobile platoon leader, but that was also a choice that Xie Tian had no choice about. At that time, there were only more than a hundred refugee soldiers, so he had to choose the general from the inside. , I have no choice.
Li Changshun returned the rifle to the soldier depressedly: "Damn it, you still dare to laugh at me, there is smoke down there, isn't it normal that you can't shoot accurately..."
Before Li Changshun finished speaking, the soldier had already fired a shot with a bang, and Li Changshun's self-deprecating words were suppressed with a thud.
In the haze of smoke, a Japanese man hiding behind a rock with only half his head exposed was instantly opened. The Japanese man jumped straight out from behind the rock without saying a word. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
