: Fighting the Tank

"What is that?" A soldier under Huang Huamin shouted loudly on the city wall.

"Idiot, didn't you tell me once? That's a tank!" Huang Huamin knocked the soldier's head. There were only more than 60 people left in his battalion, and Yi Anhua arranged it next to the first battalion with a small number of people. It was considered as an auxiliary defense. Some transport ammunition and other things can also help.

Huang Huamin had no objection, but was happy to stay by this strange local militia group. He fought both wars and was fighting happily. Why was he not happy?

However, he was a little nervous at this time. Although he had never encountered it when participating in the Battle of Songhu, he knew the power of the tank very clearly. Even machine guns could not penetrate these turtle shells, so there was trouble now!

"Those tanks are hard to deal with!" He came to Niu Yi, but unfortunately, the Captain Niu had little expression on his face, and he always looked rigid.

"It is not easy to deal with with a mortar. The accuracy of the mortar is not easy to control. It is not directly hit. It is difficult to penetrate its armor with shrapnel alone." Huang Huamin still said everything he knew. "Maybe we should organize a suicide squad to go down and use tied grenades to prevent it from getting closer."

"The Japanese Type 89 neutral tank is equipped with a Type 90 57mm tank gun, a Type 91 6.5mm machine gun, 17mm armor on the front and 15mm armor on the side..." Shi San next to him held the telescope while observing.

"The shooting effect of non-intensive mortars is poor, and cluster grenades are too casualties, so it is recommended to use infantry cannons."

"Wait, do you still have infantry cannons?" Huang Huamin became interested and pulled Niu Yi's arm down. Niu Yi's arm was very strong, and he pulled it hard, almost causing Huang Huamin to fall.

"Three 37mm infantry cannons." Niu Yi did not move again, so he figured out that Huang Huamin's movements were kind-hearted. These three German 37mm infantry cannons were brought by rats, which was convenient and practical against Japanese tanks.

"There are three tanks below, just right, these Japanese devils!" Huang Huamin didn't care about Niu Yi's actions just now, but instead clenched his fists excitedly and said, "Go and call Deng Dayan, he is the best at playing infantry cannons!"

Hideo Nagagawa stood there with a little annoyed, next to it was the United Team's staff officer Tsuru Matsushita. He brought three tanks to the United Team to support Hideo Nagagawa.

Hideo Nagagawa has a lot of opinions on this. In his eyes, only relying on the cluster charge of infantry can perfectly reflect the spirit of the Bushido. With the perfect combination of cannons and massive infantry, there is nothing to stop it. He also admitted that this kind of tank combat is very strong, but these tin guys still have many weaknesses. If you give him a small team of soldiers, he can quickly turn these clumsy tin guys into a big torch.

It was originally a performance that he saved his honor, but now the protagonist has become three tanks. So he has a very cold attitude towards Panasonic's admiration for tanks.

Panasonic disagreed. Many people know that the eldest son of the Nagagawa family has a temper. Many things that their samurai family, Jinshou, cannot be used on the battlefield. This is a war, a war that requires the use of all means to win.

Hideo Nagagawa had to admit that the tank's effect was still very effective. The opposite city wall only tested the machine gun and gave up, but the cold gun attacked the infantry following behind the tank. However, with the obstruction of the tank, the casualties of the infantry hiding behind were not very serious.

The Type 89 tank's tank is powerful. As long as there is a place to shoot, a large piece of bricks and stones will be splashed. This also greatly reduces the shooting frequency of the sharpshooter.

The tanks were closer, and machine gun fire points began to appear on the city wall again, constantly firing at the infantry behind the tank. The tank's tank's tanks immediately counterattacked, and often with one shot, scattered machine gun parts fell on the city wall. After a while, six machine gun fire points were dumb.

"I fought very accurately today, and the results were good." The tank leader Musashi Guida, who was in the No. 302 tank, nodded with satisfaction. His tank had already knocked out three machine guns in just a short time, which was quite good.

The results of this battle continue, and more and more gun parts fell on the city walls.

"At least fifteen of them have been destroyed!" Changchuan's heart moved. Since half of the machine guns on the city wall had been lost and more were soon lost, the opportunity to redeem honor had come. He turned around and looked at his staff officer and nodded slightly. The staff officer who came to take care of him in the family naturally knew what he was saying.

The number of firearm parts scattered on the city walls is still increasing. While the Japanese are ecstatic, Little Hefei is grinning and moving the used firearm parts with other soldiers. When the Japanese chariot cannons or grenade launchers are shrapnel on the top of the city, the soldiers in charge of that direction will throw more or less of the used parts from the hidden machine guns. Whenever the machine guns fire a few times, the Japanese chariot cannons will be fired accurately. Although they are evacuated in time, three machine guns are also lost.

At the beginning, the tank was still worried about the artillery on the city wall, but later it was found that there were only some mortar shells falling on the city wall. Apart from the bombardment of the scattered grenade launcher, there were very few that fell on the tank head. The distance was close, perhaps some impact on the track, but most of the mortars' energy was pulled by the grenade launcher. After discovering that there was no threat to them on the city wall, the tank gradually accelerated toward the base of the city wall. The moat there was already filled with previous debris, and the floating bridge that had not been blown up, so it was fine to rush over.

"They have at most three or four machine guns." Changchuan roughly estimated that under the threat of chariot cannons and grenade launchers, the few remaining machine guns could not play a big role. If he did not take the opportunity to cleanse up the shame, he would have to return to China in shame.

"Order all the soldiers to attack in groups!" He looked at the staff officer who was already standing behind him and ordered firmly. Panasonic next to him was shocked and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. The resistance on the top of the city was already very weak, and the sound of the unique machine gun could no longer be heard.

He had seen this kind of machine gun, which seemed to be a newly equipped machine gun by the Germans. Thinking of the good relationship between the Germans and the Chinese government before, he sighed in his heart that the country still did not do enough in fighting for the Germans’ diplomacy!

"Ah, give it to me!" The Japanese soldiers charging behind really rushed over like a tide. The soldiers who were hiding behind the tank carefully straightened their waists and prepared to make the last distance impact with their companions who were swarming behind.

Hideo Nagagawa looked at the tide of soldiers, and a kind of satisfaction arose in his heart. He looked at his grandson's military card and thought of his uncle's general uniform with regret. Then he thought: "If he was wearing the general uniform, standing on the Nanjing city tower, and watching the tide-like imperial soldiers passing under the city, what would it be like!"
Chapter completed!