Chapter 171
·
·
·
Protagonist:
Lv Muzhi
The Artillery Regiment Commander pointed to the motorcade and mule-horse team behind him; heavy artillery was mounted behind the trucks, and various parts were loaded on the mules and horses: "It's already too late..."
Battalion Commander Oshima flew into a rage: "You bastard, you don't hurry when you should hurry, and when you should be slow, how do you move so fast?!"
"Nani, what are you talking about? Given the advance speed of the enemy's tank units, even if the heavy artillery isn't loaded onto vehicles, my heavy artillery needs time to turn its cannon muzzles; it simply cannot strike the enemy's rapidly advancing tank units!"
Battalion Commander Oshima thought for a few seconds: "Quickly pull your heavy artillery and advance toward Jiangwan Town, contact Division Commander Yamamuro Sōbu to send troops for support; I will implement a blocking action here!"
Hearing that this was somewhat reasonable human speech, the Artillery Regiment Commander said: "I have three 37mm flat-fire guns here, leave them for your use, see you later! ~"
After speaking, the trucks and mule-horses of the Artillery Regiment began rushing toward Jiangwan Town.
Outside the artillery position, the Imperial infantry battalion had no power to resist; the dispatched armored vehicle squadron was also like earthen chickens and broken tiles, having not the slightest effect.
The 37mm cannon of the 38T and the 50mm cannon of the Sanhao Tank were like King Yama striking the register, knocking out the charging Imperial tank units one by one into piles of burning scrap iron.
The right side of the Imperial infantry defensive line collapsed, opening a huge gap, and the armor platoon was totally annihilated.
Zhou Weiguo's tank unit and motorcycle unit continued advancing; the Youth Army infantry who had dismounted to fight alongside them occupied the gap on the Imperial right, entangling with the remaining Imperial infantry, while also securing the retreat route for Zhou Weiguo's tank forces.
Cavalry Commander Oshima Tadatada, bringing three 37mm flat-fire guns forward, had not gone long before he saw Zhou Weiguo's tank forces charging in.
"One two three four five... ten; eighteen... too many... why are there still so many tanks?! What are the outer perimeter troops doing?!" Oshima was extremely shocked.
"Not just tanks, there are also motorcycles accompanying them!" a cavalry squadron leader shouted.
"Move the 37mm flat-fire guns to the side to strike the enemy's tanks!
Cavalry Battalion! Charge with me, pincer attack the enemy from left and right!" Oshima drew his horse sabre and roared hoarsely.
Although Zhou Weiguo came with great momentum, as a cavalryman, Oshima's sense of honor as a noble was still strong, and he still decided to fight the tanks to the death.
The 37mm flat-fire guns left in place fired first to attack the flank of Zhou Weiguo's tank unit; one 38T had its track broken by a single shot, then came under concentrated fire from the Imperial flat-fire guns.
A Youth Army company commander sitting on a motorcycle sidecar judged the situation and called out via communication device: "The enemy has deployed several small-caliber flat-fire guns on the right wing, and a cavalry unit is attacking from both the left front and right front!"
With infantry accompanying to serve as the eyes of Zhou Weiguo's tank unit, Zhou Weiguo quickly understood the surrounding situation.
Leaving several tanks to deal with the Imperial flat-fire guns, the main force continued advancing to chase the Imperial heavy artillery unit.
An Imperial gunner commanding a 37mm flat-fire gun was directing artillery fire when he discovered that three tanks at the enemy's rear were slowing down, and their turrets began turning toward him.
"What monster is this?!" the Imperial gunner exclaimed, because that tank's two gun barrels were neither big nor small, and it was unclear whether they were gun barrels or cannon barrels.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Those two slender cannon barrels directly fired continuously without stopping at the Imperial flat-fire gun position, not seeking accuracy, just firepower coverage; this was the Light Anti-Aircraft Tank under Zhou Weiguo's command!
Those two slender cannon barrels were modified from two 20mm Oerlikon machine cannons.
Ah~!
A barrage of machine cannon fire came, turning the Imperial soldiers around the anti-tank gun into piles of debris; the Imperial gunner was blasted into several pieces, and before dying finally confirmed: "Bastard... it's actually a cannon..."
Several other Light Anti-Aircraft Gun Vehicles also poured firepower onto the Imperial flat-fire gun position, soon silencing the little devils' flat-fire guns.
The infantry dismounted from motorcycles to scout the Imperial flat-fire gun position, finding only large chunks of Imperial artillerymen's flesh and three piles of scrap iron on the position, and immediately signaled the anti-aircraft tank to continue passing through.
Meanwhile, the Imperial cavalry continued to display their fearless spirit; over five hundred Imperial cavalry split into two groups, attacking the tank unit from left and right, while the machine gun squadron also deployed positions to block.
"Block them, don't let them approach the Artillery Regiment!" Battalion Commander Oshima shouted.
Horse hooves struck the earth, the momentum was moving.
But the sound of horse hooves still could not compare to the sound of tank engines.
Zhou Weiguo sat on a tank, seeing the Imperial cavalry charging, and sneered: "These are indeed a fearless bunch!"
Since the Maxim machine gun appeared, the once warlike nomadic ethnic groups began to become increasingly skilled in song and dance, let alone encountering Zhou Weiguo.
Cavalry on the Xia Guo battlefield still had some use against other forces with weak firepower, but against the Youth Army, there was only a dead end, men and horses both shattered.
"Anti-Aircraft Vehicle Unit advance! Target, enemy cavalry! Open fire freely!" Zhou Weiguo ordered.
The twelve Light Anti-Aircraft Vehicles originally in the middle-rear of the column rapidly moved forward, leveling the barrels of their twin-mounted 20mm Oerlikon machine cannons.
The next moment, the dense firing sound of the machine cannons resounded across the battlefield!
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The 20mm machine cannons unceasingly sprayed shells; the Imperial cavalry in the front row, men and horses alike, were instantly turned into debris, flesh and blood flying.
The shrill neighing of war horses mixed with the screams of the Imperial soldiers.
The tremendous power of the 20mm shells could easily tear apart human bodies and horses; this scene was no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre.
Scattered cavalry attempting to outflank and approach were also knocked down by the coaxial machine guns on the tanks.
The infantry sitting on motorcycle sidecars operated an MG34 General Purpose Machine Gun, firing while advancing, sweeping the devils off their horses one by one.
Oshima Tadatada himself was also hit by a string of 20mm shells during the charge; this cavalry noble, along with his war horse, turned into a mass of mangled flesh and blood, becoming fertilizer for the Xia Guo's land.
Afterward, Zhou Weiguo drove his tank directly onto the Imperial machine gun position......
Jiangwan Town, Eleventh Division Commander Yamamuro Sōbu received a request-for-support telegram from the Artillery Regiment Commander, with an expression of disbelief.
At the same time, Matsui Iwane sent an intercepted radio communication content from the Dispatch Army Headquarters: "This is Imperial Destruction Dragon, already visually sighting the outer perimeter defensive line of the Imperial artillery position!"
Immediately, Commander Matsui Iwane called: "Division Commander Yamamuro, our Radio Monitoring Squadron has intercepted the enemy's communication content; a fellow called Imperial Destruction Dragon is going to attack your artillery position, be on guard!"
Yamamuro Sōbu was stunned and said nothing; the Artillery Regiment Commander's request-for-support telegram indicated that the enemy's tank unit had already appeared behind the artillery's backs, and Matsui Iwane's reminder at this time was too late!
On Matsui Iwane's end, hearing no reply, he anxiously asked: "Hello! Mode Mode?!"
At this very moment, less than five hundred meters behind the Imperial Artillery Regiment, Zhou Weiguo's tank unit appeared.
The Artillery Regiment Commander sat in the passenger seat of the truck, looking back through the car window: "How could this be?!"
End of Chapter
