The captain had no choice but to issue this almost suicidal order...

"Onboard...Long live His Majesty the Emperor..." As shouts rang out on the battlefield, a little Japanese, with a grenade wrapped around his waist, quickly rushed out of the position, wanting to die with the tanks that were just around the corner...

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"Da da da..." A burst of intensive machine gun fire sounded. He saw the human bombs rushing toward him one after another. The tank crews in more than thirty tanks were no longer the same as before when faced with danger.

When the recruits went to the battlefield, without any hesitation, they immediately fired a vehicle-mounted machine gun and fired an airtight rain of bullets at the little Japs who were within easy reach...

"Bagya Road, the cunning Chinese, the cunning Northeast Field Army... The second squadron, continue to charge. The three and four squadrons, fire immediately, cover the second squadron..." Looking at a squadron, a squadron,

More than a hundred soldiers faced the airtight rain of bullets, without even touching the shadow of the tank, and they all fell on the charging road. The captain did not have time to express any regrets, so he continued to order very decisively...

"Onboard...Long live the Great Empire, long live His Majesty the Emperor..."

Although each Japanese soldier was not afraid of death and launched one round of suicide attacks after another. However, facing the dense rain of bullets fired by more than 30 tanks and more than 70 machine guns, almost no one could

You can escape. And even if someone is lucky enough to rush near the tank, he will be shot by the infantry behind the tank and fall into a pool of blood unwillingly...

"Well done... All tanks, keep moving forward. Be on guard against the Japs' suicide bombs and vehicle-mounted machine guns. Strengthen the firepower output. You must not let the Japs get within ten meters of the tanks... 1st Battalion, keep moving..." See

In front of the position, there were densely packed corpses of little Japanese... The commander of the 1st Tank Battalion immediately gave the order with a confident look on his face.

"Rumble..." After losing nearly half of its troops and all heavy weapons, the entire infantry brigade no longer had the determination to continue to resist in the face of the swarming more than thirty tanks. There was no need for the brigade leader to order a retreat.

After receiving the order, the little Japanese, who had been frightened to the point of losing any courage, abandoned their positions one after another and began to retreat...

More than thirty tanks, facing the frantically retreating Japs, immediately followed them, using dense rain of bullets to continuously kill and injure the retreating Japanese troops...
Chapter completed!