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Chapter 52 052 Tiger Tank: They Are Both Brothers (4.4K)
Li Bo, a member of the Military Supervision Team, urged Ge Wei to slow down:

"Hurry up! Hurry up! The devil is about to catch up! Hurry up!"

It's not that Ge Wei doesn't want to go fast, but she really can't keep up with her physical strength. Coupled with this pair of heavy leather boots, it is very difficult to take a step forward.

"Wait, Li Bo, come and help me!" Seeing that the vicious devils were about to surround him, Ge Wei stretched out her jade hand to Li Bo.

Li Bo has been chasing Ge Wei, a great beauty, but unfortunately, people have always looked down on him, a four-eyed boy.

If it were normal, Li Bo would naturally scramble to pull up this slender hand.

But now he was running for his life. Li Bo had a deep experience of the cruelty of the Japanese soldiers along the way.

Buried alive, even used as a live target for bayonet or shooting, tortured to death.

Thinking of this, Li Bo shuddered, and Sa Yazi ran away, leaving Ge Wei behind and ran away without looking back.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Seeing Li Bo abandoning her, Ge Wei couldn't help cursing angrily.

After a while, the devil came up silently and threw himself on Ge Wei, pressing on her body.

The first class soldier was very excited, and shouted loudly to his companions: "Hahahaha, Yoshi, come quickly! I've already knocked her down! What a sweet beauty!"

boom!
Ge Wei was not too flustered, her business quality was good, she took out a small pistol and shot the devil in the head.

After pushing away the heavy corpse on her body, Ge Wei struggled to get up and wanted to continue running.

Unfortunately, the companions of the first class also arrived at this time.

Ge Wei still wanted to raise her gun to fight again, but the well-trained devil soldier took the pistol directly.

When he saw his headshot companion, the angry Sergeant slapped Ge Wei severely, and then ordered:
"Hold her hands and feet! I will come first, and then you will come up one by one. Call everyone in the team to make her life worse than death!"

"Hi!"

"Hahahahaha, Yoshi!"

"Come on baby!"

The devils laughed obscenely one by one. The high-intensity fighting day after day had made their nerves highly tense, and now they had the chance to release them, and naturally they all became abnormal.

"Go away! Beast! Let me go!"

Ge Wei struggled desperately, her hands and feet were fixed by the devil, and she couldn't move at all.

Sergeant Cao didn't have the patience to unbutton one by one, and tore off the clothes directly.

With a snort, her clothes were torn apart, Ge Wei's slender figure and fair skin were completely exposed.

This scene undoubtedly irritated Sergeant even more, and he immediately untied the belt in excitement.

Ge Wei tried her best to resist, but to no avail, tears of helplessness and despair flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She knew that her innocence could not be preserved today.

When several devils surrounded Ge Wei, concentrating on violence, a big knife flew from not far away, and pierced the Sergeant's chest impartially.

It was Wang Liang, captain of the Spike Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, who threw the knife.

"idiot!"

"asshole!"

"kill him!"

Seeing the tragic death of the sergeant, the devils became furious, drew out their bayonets and rushed up while cursing.

Wang Liang wasn't used to their problems either. When he went up to meet them with a knife in his hand, it was like a devil's head fell to the ground.

After a while, the five devils were all eliminated by Wang Liang.

"Heh bah!"

Wang Liang swung his knife twice at the devil who was still alive, spit on his body, and then walked to the side of Ge Wei who was still in shock.

Seeing that her clothes were all torn, he simply took off his military uniform and covered her with it.

Originally, Wang Liang wanted to pretend to be 13 for a while, but the kite hurried over to report:

"Captain, the devil has twenty or thirty iron kings coming towards us! Go and see!"

Yamashita Fengwu temporary command post.

"Captain, the Tuba Road on Liushan Mountain has also been dispatched. According to the news from the front line, they seem to be dispatched in full force, and they have already engaged our troops."

After listening to the staff officer's report, Fengwu Yamashita regained his energy immediately.

Fengwu Yamashita hated Wang Liang to the bone.

The few battles that should have been pinched with hands were messed up because of Wang Liang, making himself a big joke among his colleagues.

Because of this, he lost his position as the magistrate of the four cities, and his military rank was promoted to lieutenant assistant.

The hatred of Fengwu at the foot of the mountain cannot be expressed clearly in a few words, and now he heard that the Tuba road led by Wang Liang came to his door by himself.

That must not be let go.

Yamashita ordered: "Immediately report the situation to Captain Hashimoto United. This is an excellent opportunity to unite with Hashimoto United and completely wipe them out!"

"By the way, doesn't Hashimoto United have an armored brigade? Bring out the armored vehicles and tanks, and let the Chinese see what real war is! Crush them!"

Rumble rumble rumble——

Rumble rumble rumble——

Eight 97-type medium tanks lined up in the shape of a character, and quickly advanced towards the position formed by the Sichuan Army and the Eighth Route Army.

When seeing the huge monsters clearly from the gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, Wu Tianlu couldn't help exclaiming: "It's a tank!"

Jin Jizhong closed his eyes tightly, looked up to the sky and sighed.

Originally, the large troops of the Eighth Route Army suddenly came to support him and rebuilt his confidence, but when he saw the devil's tanks, especially the huge number, Jin Jizhong was completely desperate.

"Damn it, brothers, it seems that we should be here today. Brothers, are you afraid?" Jin Jizhong asked, looking at the brothers from the Sichuan army he had brought out.

"Not afraid!"

"Not afraid!"

"When the ball is dead, the ball is dead, what is there to be afraid of! If you die, you have to pull a few backs!"

"Damn! Killing one is enough, and killing two is still profitable! Fight with devils!"

"At least we died in our own house, and we can return to our hometown. The little devil can only be a lonely ghost!"

Although the early wave of shelling frightened the recruits of the Sichuan army into a mess, but they really experienced a high-intensity war and after seeing the bloody battlefield, their courage was tempered.

Jin Jizhong was very pleased: "Okay! They are all good, then let's fight the little devil today and show the momentum of our Sichuan army!"

"Head Jin, it's not the last moment yet. It's too early to say if the fish dies or the net breaks."

Jin Jizhong looked at the speaker with a puzzled expression. He was not wearing a military uniform, so he couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, nor the meaning of the other party's voice.

"Wang Liang, Captain of the Spike Brigade of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army." Wang Liang introduced himself with a smile.

Jin Jizhong suddenly realized, and hurriedly greeted: "Captain Wang, hello! I've heard about you for a long time, and I'm so sorry to involve your troops in this crisis."

"However, what do you mean by saying that it's not the last moment?" Jin Jizhong felt very confused.

Wang Liang smiled mysteriously: "Commander Jin, you will know in a while."

This made Jin Jizhong and the other Sichuan soldiers confused, and they couldn't wait to see them. The devil's tanks were about to show their faces, and you are still showing off.

Wu Tianlu couldn't help but whispered: "If you're pretending to be a ghost, could it be possible that you can overthrow the devil's iron bastard?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling flame galloped out from the position not far away, and slammed into the Type 97 medium tank rushing to the front with lightning speed.

Although it couldn't be overturned, the shell hit the tank armor and exploded violently, and then it ignited a raging fire, and it stopped in place.

Wang Liang couldn't care less about seeing the shocked expressions of Wu Tianlu and others, so he observed it with a telescope. He was not satisfied with the cannon, and shouted at Wang Chengzhu who was carrying the bazooka:

"Pillar, you fucking screwed up! You should aim down and hit the tracks!"

call out--

Wang Chengzhu fired another rocket.

With a bang, this time it hit the track of another tank.

However, the Type 97 97mm short-barreled artillery equipped on the Type 57 medium tank also began to counterattack, firing at the position and speeding up the advance, while paying attention to the starting position.

This undoubtedly added a lot of difficulty to Wang Chengzhu. He fired two bazooka rockets in a row but failed to hit the target, and the shells were declared exhausted.

In the cockpit of the leading Type 97 medium tank, Second Lieutenant Matsuo was very proud to see that his adjustments had worked:

"Damn that guy, do you think you can do whatever you want with an anti-tank bazooka? Are you helpless now? Wait until I crush you to pieces!"

The other crew members couldn't help echoing: "Matsuo-kun, you still have a way!"

"Well, this is also the result of my continuous learning and accumulation. You also need to learn more, watch more and ponder more on weekdays. It's just that the soldiers are not very powerful, but they are all Nani?!"

The complacent Matsuo hadn't finished speaking when he was stunned by the huge monster he saw from the lookout hole.

"Matsuo-kun, what's the matter? What did you see?" The crew next to him were very surprised.

"Monster!" Matsuo exclaimed.

Yes, what he saw was the Tiger tank that Wang Liang obtained from the future.

The Tiger tank weighs 57 tons, has a length of 8.45 meters, a height of 2.86 meters, and a width of 3.7 meters.

The Japanese Type 97 tank is only 5.516 tons, with a length of 2.34 meters, a width of 2.38 meters, and a height of [-] meters.

In terms of weight alone, the difference has reached nearly four times.

From this, one can imagine the difference in volume between the two tanks.

The Type 97 tank is equipped with a 57mm short barrel gun, while the Tiger tank is equipped with an 88mm KwK36L tank gun.

On the power unit, the Type 97 is a 170-horsepower diesel engine, and the maximum speed of the tank is 38 kilometers per hour.

The Tiger is a HL230 P45 23-liter 700-horsepower engine, which explodes directly.

"Matsuo-kun, when did the Chinese army equip this kind of big guy? Why have I never seen this tank before?"

Faced with his companion's doubts, Matsuo wiped the sweat from his forehead, pretending to be calm:

"It's just something that man made out of an iron shell. It looks big and looks like a paper tiger."

"I only need one shot to bring it back to its original shape!"

boom--

As soon as Matsuo finished his last words, the tank he was in took a solid shot from a Tiger tank.

The 88mm tank gun, paired with the PzGr.40 tungsten-core armor-piercing projectile, directly blasted the Type 97 medium tank to pieces, leaving only a chassis.

As for Matsuo and other devils, naturally there is not even scum left.

Inside the cockpit of a Tiger tank.

Wang Liang, who was at the commander's position, greeted Zhou Weiguo, who was at the gunner's position:

"Weiguo, the power of this tungsten-core armor-piercing bullet is not bad. Let's try tracer high-explosive bullets later."

Zhou Weiguo nodded: "No problem!"

Seeing Wei Dayong reloading indiscriminately at the loader's position, Wang Liang reprimanded:
"Monk, you're so damn hard-eared, I asked you to install a tracer high-explosive bomb, why are you installing a hollow-charge armor-piercing bomb for me?"

The monk was so wronged: "Captain, I don't even know a few Chinese characters, and I can't read any foreign characters on this board. I don't know which one is which."

Wang Liang and Zhou Weiguo couldn't laugh or cry, and Sun Shulin, who was the driver, couldn't help laughing, it was indeed a bit too embarrassing for a monk.

After trying it all, Wang Liang found that if it is to attack field fortifications or relatively strong houses, it is more appropriate to use high-explosive bombs.

If it is really a tank battle, armor-piercing bullets must be used.

As soon as the Tiger tank came out, it was basically considered to be in control of the battle.

Eight Type 97 medium tanks destroyed four of them, and the remaining four immediately turned around and fled when they saw that the situation was not going well.

Armored vehicles are not worth mentioning. Tiger tanks killed seven in and seven out, even after a few shots, they were still unscathed.

Sun Desheng led the cavalry to attack the Japanese army.

"Cavalry company, charge me!"

Ou Xiang, Chen Feng, Xu Hu, and Sun Chenghai also launched counterattacks.

The driving soldiers of the Ou Xiang organization drove the previously captured mules and trucks, equipped with heavy fire weapons such as pheasant necks and M1919A4 heavy machine guns, and followed closely behind the cavalry to provide strong fire support.

Da da da--

Da da da--

Da da da--

Xu Hu led the special commando team members to attack the Japanese artillery positions with high-performance and strong firepower output weapons such as Thomson submachine guns, M1918A2 Browning automatic rifles, crooked handles, Czech light machine guns, and imitation Czech machine guns.

Chen Feng and Sun Chenghai commanded the infantry to contact the Sichuan army to wait for an opportunity to break through.

An hour later, the Sichuan Army Jin Tuan and the Spike Brigade successfully broke through.

Excited Jin Jizhong held Wang Liang's hand tightly:

"Thank you! Thank you so much, Captain Wang, you saved us! You and your brothers are my benefactors, Mr. Jin!"

Wang Liang waved his hands again and again: "Commander Jin, they are all anti-Japanese teams, and it is right to help each other. The Sichuan army came out to fight against the Japanese, and the spirit of defending our home and country deeply touched us. We have no reason to stand idly by when the Sichuan army is in trouble. "

"I won't say more if I'm being polite. What's the next step for Captain Jin?"

Wang Liang's words made Jin Jizhong feel mixed. In times of crisis, the Jinsui Army and the Central Army pretended to be stupid and ignored them. On the contrary, they were always reminded by the military commander to take precautions. The secretive Eighth Route Army generously extended a helping hand.

Jin Jizhong's mood was very complicated, and when it came to the next step, he was also quite confused.

Without waiting for Jin Jizhong's reply, Wang Liang issued an invitation: "Commander Jin, I heard that your army has many wounded, and they cannot be treated in time because of the shortage of medicines. My brother has a hospital here, and the medicines are well stocked."

"It's been so long since I came out of Sichuan. I've been traveling all the way, and I'm exhausted from continuous battles. I might as well go to my station to rest for a few days before making arrangements. What do you think?"

Before Jin Jizhong could speak, Li Bo first came over to help and refused: "Of course not!"

Wang Liang knew that this guy belonged to the military command, and he was also a soft-boned person who bullied the weak and feared the hard, so naturally he would not give face:

"Is it your turn to interrupt the adults? Monk, take him down for red-themed education, be profound!"

"Okay!" Wei Dayong himself was suffocated because of the incident on the Tiger tank, and now he finally had something to say, so he picked up Li Bo's collar and took him to the forest for education.

"What are you doing?! What are you going to do?! Commander Jin! The Eighth Route Army is going to kill me, let your people catch them, Jin Jizhong! Do you want to cooperate? What are you all doing in a daze?! Help me! I order you !"

Li Bo offended many people in the Sichuan Army, no matter how much he shouted, no one stood up to help him.

"Ah-ah-ah-"

I only heard the sound of reading in the woods.

[Reward two shotguns]

(End of this chapter)