Chapter 197: Ashes to Ashes (first update, please subscribe)
“Ah...”
The Japanese soldiers who were crushed by the tank tracks cried and yelled, even after the tank passed by , only half of his body was still struggling, but no one gave him a mercy blow. Compared with such dead people, they were more concerned about how to kill the living Japanese soldiers.
Amidst the roar of tanks, tracks covered with flesh and blood rushed to the Japanese defense line. Although the Japanese soldiers carrying bombs and even landmines turned into flesh bombs, they faced the STG44 spray in the hands of the soldiers. With the fierce firepower, they didn't have much chance to succeed. Sometimes the landmines on them exploded, even endangering the people around them.
What's even more terrible is the flamethrower - when the Chinese are attacking, they always use flamethrowers to spray at the trenches and fortifications. After the fire dragon engulfs the trenches, they hide in the trenches and prepare to launch The Japanese soldiers attacked by human bombs directly turned into fire bombs.
The flesh bombs with their bodies ignited screamed hoarsely and ran in the trenches or battlefields. Then with a bang, they turned into bombs and blew up the survivors.
Perhaps, "meat bomb attack" It has scared the US and Australian troops out of their wits time and time again. Even the "Banzai Charge" can make them worry about casualties and order a retreat. However, for the Chinese, whether it is a human bomb attack or a "Banzai Charge", it will only Get the fighters excited because, for the past eight years, that's how they've fought.
Once upon a time, those soldiers used their flesh and blood to blow up tanks and used their swords to fight cannons and machine guns. But now, the world has turned, and it is finally the little devil’s turn to fight tanks and cannons with their flesh and blood, warriors How could we not be excited?
"Burn, burn these sons of bitches..."
Amidst the excited shouts of the soldiers, fire dragons sprayed on the battlefield. Compared with bullets, the spray was The fuel sprayed by the firearms was even more deadly. The ignited people were running on the battlefield, screaming, and begging their own people to give them a shot. But at this time, who could care about them? In order to end the pain, they even Rushing towards the enemy desperately and trying to hug the enemy, I have to say that little Japan is still very crazy.
But they obviously made a mistake, that is, the enemies they faced were more cold-blooded and ruthless than they imagined.
"Hit them in the legs, don't kill these idiots..."
In the rapid gunfire, the little devils who were set on fire had their legs broken and could only Struggling on the ground, howling. The soldiers carrying assault rifles covered the flamethrowers and swept across the battlefield with flamethrowers.
The trenches were set ablaze, the fortifications set ablaze.
Accompanied by fire dragons, the battlefield was filled with howls of burning people. Many Japanese soldiers’ bodies were burned into charcoal, but they were still breathing. When they were lying on the ground lingering for breath, one of them accidentally The person was stepped on, and the coke fell off, revealing only bloody flesh and blood. Desperate screams came from their throats, and then another accident...
On the battlefield, no one is kind, at least here, there is no kindness at all. After all, the kindness in the hearts of the Chinese people has long been obliterated by these beasts. Now they can only fight tooth for tooth, blood for blood!
There is no other way!
The melee on the battlefield was destined to be one-sided. Facing the powerful firepower of assault rifles, the Japanese soldiers who howled and charged could not even get in front of them and were knocked to the ground by bullets. , however, the Japanese soldiers were also crazy. They would even carry small aerial bombs on their backs, rush towards the soldiers, and then detonate the bombs.
Such a crazy style of fighting also brought certain casualties to the soldiers. After all, the bulletproof inserts had little effect at all in the face of such a violent explosion.
Just when the battlefield fell into a melee, the armored soldiers who were cooperating with the infantry attack did not see twelve Japanese 97 modified tanks in the rain forest not far away, staring at them eagerly. . This is the only armored force in the hands of the Japanese army.
"Xinxi, it's a German-made Panzer IV tank. It has armor-piercing projectiles. We can definitely destroy it if we get close to within 400 meters!"
Captain Zhaikou seemed a little excited. The Panzer IV tank is much easier to fight than the M4. Before the Pacific War, the tank officer who went to Germany to inspect the Panzer IV had actually inspected the Panzer IV, and he probably knew the Panzer IV well.
This kind of tank looks large in size, but its protective capabilities are only so much.
"Attack all..."
Because of the backwardness of the radio, Captain Zhaguchi could only direct the tank squadron to attack by waving his arms, because the tank was covered with camouflaged branches and leaves. Even when they rushed out from the flank, they were not discovered immediately.
But it only took a moment. Soon, Lin Pingan, who was on the flank, discovered the tanks. His eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly. "At half past two, there are Japanese tanks and armor-piercing bombs!"
The Japanese tanks rushing out of the rain forest were like moving tree stumps, full of branches and leaves, although they were not suitable for Aiming and ranging. But when the electric turret rotated to the two-thirty direction, the gunner in the tank still quickly aimed at the Japanese tank.
"Let go!"
With the roar of the 75mm tank gun, an armor-piercing projectile came out, and a leading Japanese tank was hit and emerged from the hatch. When there was a large cloud of black smoke, another tank was hit.
In the next minute, Lin Anping and his comrades ushered in the highlight of their lives. They kept aiming and shooting. When the Type 97 tanks one after another were hit, some tank turrets even It was blown directly into the sky.
Although tanks were constantly being destroyed around him, Captain Zhaguchi was still observing the enemy through the gap in the turret. With sweat on his face, he kicked the driver's shoulder hard, which turned to the left. Signal.
"Left, left..."
Finally, the gunner aimed at a No. 4 tank. After firing from a distance of more than 400 meters, just when he thought it would be destroyed The tank made a "ding" sound, and the shells actually bounced away.
"Nani..."
Many times on the battlefield, there is no chance to be dumbfounded. Before Zakuguchi could figure out what was going on, his tank had already been targeted. With the sound of a cannon, it was blasted into the sky by a cannon, and the ammunition was killed. At the moment of the explosion, the small turret of the Type 97 tank was blown into the air as if it was taking off its hat to these No. 4 tanks.
In just ten minutes, Lin Pingan's tank company killed twelve Japanese tanks one by one.
At this time, the Japanese army's position had been almost cleared, and there were no Japanese soldiers left standing, only Japanese soldiers lying in a pool of blood. But even so, the Japanese soldiers still did not give up resistance. Just as the soldiers were cleaning up the remaining enemies, a Japanese soldier directly smashed a grenade and chose to die with the soldiers. Although the soldiers survived relying on the bulletproof inserts, such an encounter wiped out the last trace of compassion in their hearts.
“Burn these bastards!”
Amid the curses, the flamethrowers holding flamethrowers pointed at the corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the ground, whether they were corpses or wounded. Spray, as expected, several Pyros who were pretending to be dead jumped out. The Burning Pyro shouted and rushed towards them with grenades, but before they could take a few steps, they were directly sprayed by the flamethrower. , people were burned to ashes in just a short time.
"Burn, don't leave any of them behind!"
Zhao Shiqi pointed at the little Japs on the ground and shouted.
“Burn them all!”
This is a cremation!
In this hell blackened by the burning oil fields, the flamethrowers holding flamethrowers are like evil spirits under the God of Death, harvesting life to their heart's content and dying. Everyone and everyone alive were burned to ashes, and in the end, everything was destroyed in the flames!
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(End of this chapter)