Seeing the armored fighting vehicles rolling in from a distance, Ishikawa Brigade Commander Ishikawa Keiji, who was watching with binoculars from the gun tower of the mining area, grabbed the radio transmitter next to him and called: "Yamashita-kun, how is the battle situation? Overtake the enemy." Are the artillerymen ready?"
Ishikawa Jinji called twice but received no response, so he threw down the radio receiver in frustration.
No matter what, no matter how bad you are, you are just a colonel. Although I am the brigade commander of a Category C unit, I am still a major general, one rank higher than you.
The Ishikawa Brigade has never felt comfortable since it retreated from Taiyuan and was assigned to the Miyamoto Division. The Miyamoto Division is a Category A unit, and even the soldiers look down on them as Category C troops.
Think about it, a group of wolves are charging into battle, and a group of dogs are guarding the home. Although they look similar, their combat capabilities are completely different.
Although Miyamoto Kujugi greeted Ishikawa Keiji with a smile, he obviously didn't take their unit seriously. After they merged into the Miyamoto Brigade, Miyamoto Kujugi directly arranged for the Ishikawa Brigade to be stationed in the mining area. , replacing an infantry regiment originally stationed here.
There was nothing wrong with this arrangement, but Ishikawa Jinji felt a little uncomfortable.
What does it mean?
Originally, you had a regiment to garrison the mining area, but if you changed it to me, it would be a brigade to garrison the mining area.
Do you think the combat effectiveness of my five regiments is similar to that of yours?
Even the captain of the ordinary wing of Miyamoto's division looked down upon the combat effectiveness of Ishikawa's brigade, not to mention Yukino Yamashita, the captain of the armored wing directly under the division. Ishikawa Keiji simply gave up after a few warm-hearted kisses. Give it up and let Dong himself speak as he pleases. Anyway, our brigade is temporarily under the command of your division. Maybe it won't be long before we are deployed again.
Naturally, Li Changshun didn't know about the twists and turns between Miyamoto's division and Ishikawa's brigade. He didn't reply to Ishikawa Jinji purely for one reason... he couldn't understand what this guy was talking about.
Even if you understand, you can't reply. The smell of cornstarch and crumbs will reveal all the secrets as soon as you open your mouth.
Li Changshun wanted to imitate Xie Tian's method of dealing with Taro Suzuki and rub the microphone on the table, pretending that the radio was broken, but he thought wrong. Every tank of the Japanese was equipped with a shortwave radio. If he rubbed it, he could only It showed that one radio was broken, but it was impossible for all the radios on so many tanks to be broken.
Don't let the damn sparks fly, just pretend to be deaf and mute and head towards the Japanese stronghold, taking every step you can get, and when the Japanese realize something is wrong, they'll beat him up like a son of a bitch.
Tank soldiers are so arrogant when facing infantry, not to mention that Li Changshun also knows that the Japanese garrison in the mining area is the Ishikawa Brigade of the Japanese Category C troops withdrawn from Taiyuan.
The only thing that the Ishikawa Brigade can pose a threat to Li Changshun's tanks is the artillery regiment. His current goal is to go to the Ishikawa Brigade's artillery regiment.
Beat up the ones who are threatening first, then turn the gun around and beat you sons of bitches.
In the end, Li Changshun got it right by mistake. Yamashita Yukino had always ignored Ishikawa Keiji, but not replying was Yamashita Yukino's style.
The mighty tank troops entered the shooting range of the large stronghold unimpeded, and the Japanese at the checkpoint on the road even moved away the roadblocks for the tank troops.
The artillery position of the Ishikawa Brigade Artillery Regiment was already in sight, and Li Changshun, who was observing, had a bright smile on his face.
The artillery regiment at this distance no longer poses any threat to his tank troops.
Li Changshun gave an order, and the tank troops turned and drove straight towards the artillery regiment position. Although the Japanese sentries felt a little strange, they did not stop them and could not stop them.
The Japanese soldiers sitting scattered in various artillery positions were confused when they saw the tank regiment driving into their position. The regiment leader was stunned for a moment and faced the first tank with a smile. He originally thought that the tank would stop when it drove in front of him. After coming down, a smiling Yamashita Yukino opened the turret hatch and jumped out to be friendly with him. After all, he and Yamashita Yukino were fellow townsmen in Fukushima Prefecture. After a cross talk, they actually knew the same girl.
result……
In full view of the officers and soldiers of the artillery regiment, the tank not only did not stop, but suddenly accelerated, knocked the regiment commander down, and rolled over him with a bang, over, over, over.
There was a bang, the sound of the internal organs and brains of the artillery regiment captain exploding, and the white brains even collapsed more than ten meters away...
The Japanese in the artillery regiment were all dumbfounded.
What the hell is going on?
The tanks of the Miyamoto Division's tank regiment crushed the artillery regiment captain of our Ishikawa brigade to death.
The little devils' brains were still short-circuited, but the tanks that had entered the artillery regiment's position directly answered their questions with on-board machine guns.
Twelve Type 97 tanks, six Type 94 tanks, sixteen armored infantry vehicles, a total of thirty-four heavy machine guns, not to mention the black muzzles protruding from the shooting holes of those armored infantry vehicles, including automatic weapons. There are semi-automatic weapons, and the muzzle flash of the muzzle flashes continuously. From a distance, the armored infantry vehicle turns into a fire-breathing hedgehog.
The standard configuration of the artillery wing of the Japanese Category A force is 2,894 personnel, 2,269 horses, 48 various guns, 24 light machine guns, and 541 rifles. The Ishikawa Brigade is a Category C force. From personnel to equipment, it is almost larger than that of Category A. The troops were reduced by half, with only more than 1,700 men, 32 cannons, and only more than 300 guns.
When the close-range battle began, most of the Japanese troops in these artillery units were bare-handed and had no weapons to use. What's more, they were like a bunch of lambs waiting to be slaughtered when facing armored troops with heavy firepower.
Miyamoto Kujugi placed the Ishikawa Brigade to guard the mining area. With so many soldiers crowded together to guard this place, Ishikawa Jin Er Company couldn't mobilize the interest in arranging troops. It was simply a bunch of cavalry, a bunch of artillery, and a bunch of infantry. Tuo, one lump for the baggage, no, two lumps for the infantry, that's it anyway, one lump or two, in Li Changshun's eyes at this moment, it was all shit.
Thirty-four heavy machine guns and more than a hundred rifles were frantically harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the Ishikawa Brigade Artillery Regiment. Groups of Japanese soldiers who were unable to fight back struggled and fell in a pool of blood.
Ishikawa Keiji on the gun tower of the big stronghold was already stunned, and the arcs in his head were sizzling.
What the fuck is going on?
Was it Miyamoto Kujugi who ordered us to be destroyed?
Isn't he afraid that we will go out and report this matter to Commander Okamura Neiji or even His Majesty the Emperor?
Ishikawa Jinji's head was so wet that he couldn't understand why the tank regiment of Miyamoto's division would attack them even when he thought about it.
However, Ishikawa Keiji saw that at least five tanks had rotated their turrets and pointed at the gun towers of the stronghold.
Then, Ishikawa Jinji saw fire flashing from the muzzles of those cannons. The only thing he could do now was to close his eyes quickly. Maybe those two eyelids could block the incoming cannonballs.
A loud explosion sounded, and the stronghold's turret collapsed in a cloud of smoke.
