Chapter 493

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

The Thai infantrymen carried bayonet-fixed rifles, crouched behind several tanks painted with white elephant emblems, walking at ease.

Looking at the silent trenches hundreds of meters ahead, a Thai soldier winked at his companion.

"Those cowards of Zhongnan State opposite must have been scared out of their wits by our cannons and tanks, retreating to save their lives long ago, right?"

His companion beside him looked equally baffled, sucking in the exhaust of a Japanese tank while saying:

"That's for sure! With Japanese tanks leading the way, no one can stop us!"

Ever since leaving Vientiane, the resistance they had encountered was almost negligible.

Now this battle was more like a trip carrying guns.

At the same time, deep in the jungle inside and outside San Gong, on the position of the Youth Army Rocket Artillery Battalion.

The Battalion Commander sat with legs crossed on an ammunition box, listening to the gunfire from afar while staring at the communication radio before him.

As long as someone contacted him via radio, the Rocket Artillery Battalion would provide full fire support.

"Coordinate area C4, requesting fire strike... repeat, C4 area, requesting fire strike!"

Lieutenant Colonel Meng's voice came from the radio.

The Rocket Artillery Battalion Commander immediately picked up the call device: "Received, immediately launching fire strike on C4 area!"

Putting down the call device, the entire rocket artillery position began to busy itself.

Even before the battle began, the open space before the position had been divided into one area after another, each numbered, with C4 area being just one of them.

Each area corresponded to independent firing data, facilitating the artillery in launching fire strikes in time.

"All attention! Target C4 area, firing parameters corrected... ready... fire!"

With the Battalion Commander's order, the rocket artillery, already loaded, let out an angry roar.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Hundreds of 107mm rocket shells dragged long orange-red tail flames, like a group of fire dragons breaking free from their shackles, rushing into the clouds in an instant.

The originally clear blue sky was cut into pieces by these dense firelights, the whistling sounds merging into one.

These shells flew over the hills, over the jungle, and finally landed in C4 area.

At this moment, the Thai attacking forces were also advancing in C4 area.

In an instant, the Thai troops within the area were subjected to fierce artillery fire coverage.

Lieutenant Colonel Meng lay behind cover, watching the rocket shells streak over his head.

Immediately, a sky-covering rocket shell rain with the power to destroy heaven and earth smashed into the Thai troop formation ahead.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Violent explosions blasted countless large pits into the hard road, the air waves directly hurling the surrounding Thai soldiers into the air.

Lieutenant Colonel Meng looked at this scene and called it thoroughly satisfying.

Colonel Ruan Linqing of the First Division, Third Regiment, Northern Vietnam Military Region of Zhongnan Army, stationed here, also saw the Thai troops covered by artillery fire, and deeply realized that perhaps the Youth Army was what the Zhongnan Army would become in the future!

He looked at the sea of fire before the position, then looked at Lieutenant Colonel Meng sent by the Youth Army to guide him.

Lieutenant Colonel Meng's famous name was Meng Fan, a lieutenant colonel battalion commander, belonging to the Youth Army, serving as Senior Staff Officer of the First Division, Third Regiment, Northern Vietnam Military Region of Zhongnan Army.

Youth Army officers like Meng Fan now had one in almost every infantry regiment of Zhongnan State.

The duty of these Youth Army officers was to help Zhongnan's army perfect training and lead them to adapt faster to higher-intensity war.

Colonel Ruan Linqing deeply sensed that Zhongnan State's future enemies would be very powerful.

The Unity Party and his army, although they had founded the country, were not prepared to deal with a high-intensity war.

Just because the Japanese had slightly assisted the Thais, Ruan Linqing and his colleagues felt unable to resist.

If Zhongnan's army had half the might of the Youth Army, how could they have been invaded by Thailand to this point, nearly facing national destruction?

Thinking of this, Colonel Ruan Linqing, as a member of the Unity Party, had some thoughts in his heart: to save Zhongnan State and complete the vision of unifying Zhongnan, they absolutely could not do without the Youth Army!

While Colonel Ruan Linqing was thinking, the Thai offensive was further weakened.

Only to see Meng Fan shouting into the call device: "Clark! Reduce scale by 5, right 003!"

After a while, the voice of the Rocket Artillery Battalion Commander from behind came from the radio: "Received! Also, don't call me Clark, call me Battalion Commander Shi!"

The rocket artillery kept changing angles, striking along the enemy's movement trajectory.

A Type 94 Cavalry Tank was directly hit on the top by a rocket shell.

This kind of tank, originally with almost no protection, was as fragile as a lunch meat can before the 107mm rocket shell!

The entire tank was blown into pieces, parts and wreckage sparking, flying everywhere, smashing into a group of Thai infantry beside.

"Open fire!"

Seeing the enemy still constantly approaching, Meng Fan gave an order, commanding the Youth Army and Zhongnan Army in the trench to open fire and fight.

On the position, several 12.7mm caliber M2 Browning Heavy Machine Guns clattered.

Thick shell casings were thrown into the trench, and the fired warheads directly cut the Thai soldiers opposite in half.

The Zhongnan soldiers, originally being defeated step by step, saw the Youth Army's such violent fire support, and their morale was instantly greatly boosted.

They raised their Hanyang 88s, Zhongzheng-made, and Siden Submachine Guns in their hands, pulled the triggers, and fiercely opened fire on the Thai troops ahead.

The anti-tank guns on the flank of the position also opened fire at the same time.

Boom—!

A straight flash of fire passed, and a Japanese Type 89 Medium Tank that failed to dodge was instantly penetrated.

The entire tank belched thick black smoke in place and fell silent.

Seeing this, the soldiers of Zhongnan State rose with an unprecedented confidence.

In this National Defense War, the Youth Army were comrades-in-arms the soldiers of Zhongnan State could trust!

Several Youth Army soldiers carrying Bazookas came to the flank of the battlefield.

"One o'clock direction, that Type 97 Chi-Ha with the loop antenna—hit it, that's the command tank!"

Youth Army soldiers hoisted two Bazookas and aimed at the command tank ahead.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two shells screamed out in succession, precisely striking the side armor of that command tank.

That was a weak point of the Japanese tanks; the metal jet pierced the hull and turned the interior into a crucible.

The Japanese armored troops inside screamed in terror before dying, fully realizing that the enemy opposite was not at all Zhongnan State soldiers.

But the Youth Army!

"The Youth Army are opposite! Quick, reverse!"

A Japanese tank commander shouted in alarm; he had come from the Xia Kingdom Battlefield and was very familiar with the Youth Army's tactics.

The remaining few Japanese tanks came to their senses, desperately shifting into reverse, trying to get away from this death trap.

The tankers dared not turn around, could only reverse off the battlefield, presenting their hardest frontal armor to the Youth Army's guns to improve their survival odds.

But in the gun sight of the Youth Army anti-tank gunners, a tank reversing in a straight line was nothing but a stationary target.

The Youth Army's anti-tank guns had also undergone partial upgrades, now fitted with 50mm anti-tank guns.

The original 37mm anti-tank guns could penetrate the frontal armor of a Type 97 Kai Medium Tank within five hundred meters.

But if the distance was any greater, the 37mm anti-tank guns would struggle somewhat.

Therefore, the Youth Army began using 50mm and 37mm anti-tank guns together, in case the Japanese later upgraded their tank armor.

"Want to run? Try this!"

A Youth Army anti-tank gunner murmured, aiming at a Japanese Type 97 Kai Medium Tank reversing several hundred meters away.

The Japanese had thought reversing could improve their survival odds, but before the 50mm anti-tank gun, everything was futility.

The anti-tank gun roared again, two shells in succession precisely striking the front of a retreating Type 97 Chi-Ha.

The Japanese tank still could not escape the fate of being penetrated.

With a flash of firelight, the retreating Japanese Type 97 Kai Medium Tank broke down.

The Thai soldiers watched their steel guardian god lying on the road like a dead dog, and completely collapsed.

They turned and fled, scattering headlong toward the rear headquarters of the Thai First Division.

At this moment, rumbles came from the horizon, from far to near, deafening.

It was a formation of BF109 Fighters screaming in from the Northern Base.

On the wings and tail fins of these fighters were painted Big Dipper Marks, representing that this was Zhongnan State's air power.

They swept over the Thai soldiers' heads like diving hawks, their machine cannons and aircraft machine guns venting firepower wildly.

Though any sharp-eyed person could tell at a glance these were Youth Army planes and pilots, in the official communiqué this was Zhongnan State's own Air Force.

The Zhongnan State warriors on the position pointed at the planes in the sky, jumping up and down in excitement.

"Look! Our planes! We have planes?!"