The Iron-Blooded Army of Beacon Fire

Chapter 193 Crush and Destruction

The rain of bullets swept past like a storm, and a massacre-like battle was taking place in the wilderness. Seventeen No. 1 tanks sprayed with flames violently moved forward to attack, and finally fought against the impact of the 8th Infantry Squadron. The hedges clashed together.

The tragic situation of the battle cannot be described. The machine gun shooter in the No. 1 tank turret held the trigger of the machine gun tightly and kept turning the turret. The 7.92mm heavy-pointed bullets imported from Germany were like splashing water. Shot out in the same manner, dozens of ballistic paths mixed with green tracer bullets were like twisting fire dragons and snakes, swaying left and right in the attack formation of the Eighth Infantry Squadron of the Japanese Army, twisting around, and the Japanese troops were swarming in pieces. Knocked to the ground.

Then, there is a collision in the real sense, a collision in the physical sense.

Seventeen tanks collided with the Japanese infantry. On the spot, a dozen Japanese infantry were hit to the ground by the tanks. Then there were screams in the film, and the steel tracks ran over the flesh and blood, leaving behind There were track ruts made of flesh, soil, and grass, as well as crushed and broken 38 covers everywhere, 90-type steel helmets that turned into discus, twisted light machine guns with crooked handles, and flesh-stained Red little sun flag.

Those Japanese soldiers who were hit by tanks were lucky enough to be crushed to death, but unfortunately, their legs and feet were crushed, and they could only fall to the ground and howl in agony while holding their stumps.

Of course, the most tragic thing is the wounded Japanese soldiers who were injured by machine gun fire. Because of their battle injuries, they have already lost the ability to move and cannot run or escape. The comrades around them are too busy to take care of themselves. They can only watch on the spot. The swarms of Chinese tanks kept approaching and finally ran over him.

It didn't take long for the tracks of the seventeen Chinese tanks to be covered with the flesh and blood of the Japanese army and Japanese weapon parts.

The infantry was crushed, the bayonets were broken, and the weapons were crushed. The fragile flesh and blood bodies still became worthless in the face of modern steel war machines.

Once upon a time, such tragic scenes happened to the Chinese army. In Songhu and North China, countless Chinese soldiers fell to the tracks of Japanese tanks and machine gun fire. But now there is a role exchange. Change.

In the center of the attack queue of the Eighth Squadron, the only remaining Type 92 heavy machine gun of the Heavy Machine Gun Squadron of the Third Infantry Battalion was still clicking, but its target was no longer the Cantonese army on the high ground. , but a rampaging Chinese tank.

The shooter operating the machine gun has experienced two extremely tragic combat situations. Just on the road, this machine gunner of the heavy machine gun squadron witnessed the destruction of the wing's artillery squad, and finally escaped death from the fierce firepower of the Chinese army. , rushed down the road, and now encountered a surprise attack by Chinese tanks. Seeing the infantry being collided and crushed, even the ground in front was dyed red with blood and flesh, and the machine gun sub-shooter and ammunition soldier of the same unit were They all fell under the machine gun fire of Chinese tanks.

As a result, the machine gunner became numb. He did not run around with the infantry around him, but kept pulling the trigger and firing at the Chinese army's tanks. The hellish scene completely overwhelmed his tortured nerves. He did not Retreating, not escaping, just continuing to carry out one's essential work - firing.

"Da da da, da da da"

The machine gun shooter pulled the trigger expressionlessly, and a string of 7.7mm bullets shot out, hitting a Chinese tank with the tactical number 314. Most of the bullets that hit the tank were bounced away, except for In addition to a bunch of golden sparks, it only left shallow bullet marks on the body of the chariot.

The tank also noticed the only remaining Type 92 heavy machine gun. The driver gave full throttle and rushed towards it. The tank's engine sprayed out a cloud of black smoke, ran over the corpses of two Japanese soldiers, and rushed toward it with great force. , the machine gun in the turret did not fire, maybe it was reloading, or maybe the Chinese tank soldiers in the vehicle did not intend to waste bullets on such a fixed target. The tank just quietly and calmly moved towards the target at an extremely fast speed. Front impact.

Suddenly, looking at the gray Chinese tanks approaching more and more, the heavy machine gun shooter suddenly shouted incoherently and madly: "Kill you, kill you, long live the holy war, long live His Majesty the Emperor..."

The No. 1 tank numbered 314 did not give the crazy machine gunner a chance to finish his words. As the machine gunner and the Type 92 heavy machine gun were involved in the tracks full of flesh and blood, the soldiers of the Third Infantry Battalion The last heavy machine gun was scrapped as a result and became a pile of scrap metal mixed with human body parts.

The driver in the tank seemed a little dissatisfied with the way the Japanese soldier died. After dragging him into the tracks, he repeatedly turned the vehicle, crushing the Japanese soldier's body and the Type 92 heavy machine gun into meat cakes and discus. .

After suffering heavy casualties, the Eighth Squadron exerted its due fighting strength as an elite Japanese army. Under the command of some veteran sergeants and commanders, it finally ended its disorderly rout and began to counterattack.

But the Eighth Infantry Squadron is just an ordinary infantry squadron and is not equipped with anti-tank weapons, so its counterattack methods against Chinese tanks are quite primitive. Just like most Chinese troops used to deal with Japanese tanks, they chose to use grenades Blast way to attack Chinese tanks.

"Come on, blow up those Chinese tanks."

More than a dozen Japanese sergeants, Captain Cao, took the lead and rushed towards the Chinese tank with grenades bundled together. They chose a very tricky time to charge. After a long period of firing, the on-board machine guns on the Chinese tank appeared. Due to the overheating of the gun barrel, the machine gunners on each vehicle had to slow down their shooting speed.

The Japanese troops who were preparing to explode also saw the opportunity and took advantage of this moment to launch a charge. Unfortunately, they had just charged a few dozen meters and before they could get to the side of the Chinese tank, a denser rain of bullets swept them away. Fall to the ground.

"Hit me."

Hu Zhaowu, commander of the 3rd Infantry Company of the Special Agent Battalion, stepped on the body of the No. 1 tank, held the speed switch in his hand flat, and fired at the approaching Japanese blasters. A magazine of 7.63 mm The Mauser pistol bullets were quickly fired, instantly defeating a group of Japanese troops.

The three general-purpose machine guns of the third company placed on the tank turret also opened fire continuously. They fired fiercely and indiscriminately. In less than a minute, all the Japanese demolition soldiers who rushed up were killed. The three companies of infantry following the tank company were also fired. He was not idle either. The fancy machine guns, rifles, and light machine guns in his hands also formed a dense fire network, inflicting heavy casualties on the Japanese infantry who tried to rush up to blast.

Seeing the failure of the infantry blaster assault, some unwilling Japanese troops even took out Type 89 grenade launchers and wanted to use the grenade launchers to directly attack the tanks. Some Japanese soldiers desperately raised their Type 38 rifles in an attempt to Shoot at the firing holes and observation windows of Chinese tanks.

Unfortunately, the rampaging Chinese tanks would not give them this chance. The seventeen tanks quickly changed their battle formations. Originally, the three tanks were advancing in an inverted triangle formation. At this time, they were at the rear. The tank platoon suddenly accelerated and advanced in line with the two tank platoons in front, forming a flat push against the Japanese army.

The officers and soldiers of the third company couldn't hold it any longer. Many soldiers no longer simply relied on the cover of the tanks to advance, but climbed onto the tanks. Especially the light machine gunners in the infantry squad of the third company followed suit. The general-purpose machine gun of the machine gun platoon mounted the light machine gun on the turret of the tank and fired violently.

The Eighth Infantry Squadron faced seventeen No. 13 tanks, thirty-four mg machine guns, three Soloton general-purpose machine guns, nine Belgian FND light machine guns, and a large number of Czech rifles and flower machine guns. An airtight fire network.

Under the impact of the tanks and the heavy firepower with nowhere to hide, the more than 30 surviving Japanese troops finally collapsed, and these scattered Japanese troops all chose to rush across the road and head towards the other side of the road. The ninth infantry squadron and the group headquarters rushed towards the direction. It’s just that the brutality of the battle there was not much worse than here.

After the encounter between the Eighth Infantry Squadron and the Chinese tanks, Toyama Nosuke, the captain of the Third Infantry Battalion on the other side of the road, personally commanded the brigade headquarters and the Ninth Infantry Squadron to launch an attack on the three hilltops guarded by the 956th Regiment. In the attack, although the 956th Regiment had no tanks, its artillery fire was quite fierce.

The artillery firepower composed of six Jinling-made 82 mortars from the mortar company of the 956th Regiment and four French-made Schneider 75mm mountain guns from the mountain artillery company gave the charging Japanese troops a head start. However, the resilience of the Japanese army was also fully demonstrated at this time. Nosuke Toyama, the captain of the third battalion, personally led the attack, waving the command knife and launched an attack on several highlands.

After finally getting through the artillery fire net of the 956th Regiment, what followed was more than 600 Cantonese infantry who rushed up with shouts of killing.

More than 600 Cantonese officers and soldiers who had been hidden in the fortifications for a long time formed three skirmishing lines, shouting that Duna Ma and the Japanese army were fighting together. The Japanese army's bayonet fighting skills and physical fitness were stronger than those of the Cantonese officers and soldiers. But the Guangdong army officers and soldiers had a numerical advantage and the belief that they would fight to the death. Of course, the Japanese army did not make much concessions in this regard. Until now, there were only so few people left in the Third Infantry Battalion.

In order to survive, in order to survive, the Japanese army also fought to the death. Those more than 30 Japanese soldiers who narrowly escaped from the attack of the tanks also joined in after escaping on the road, merged with the Japanese army on the other side of the road, and joined the battle group. The wilderness was full of officers and soldiers from the two armies fighting each other.

Here at the spy camp, seeing most of the Japanese Eighth Infantry Squadron being annihilated by tanks and the Third Infantry Company, and fleeing to the other side of the road, He Wei ordered the tank company to stop the pursuit and return to cover. The battle had reached the final moment, and the Japanese army The situation was over, and they were engaged in a melee with the troops of the 956th Regiment. In the end, the battle was resolved by the infantry.

"Let the tank troops return to standby, tell the first company, the second company, and the special agent platoon to coordinate with Hu Zhaowu's third company to launch a charge to flank the Japanese army, blow the charge horn, and let the friendly troops on the high ground also rush down and eat these Share the Japanese army."

He Wei issued the final battle order, immediately put away the telescope, and personally led Fu Chen's first infantry company of the special agent battalion, Fang Jing's second infantry company, Yang Biao's special agent platoon, and the third infantry company near the highway. They rushed over together, and buglers from several companies also blew the charge horn at the same time.

Woo woo hoo - the thunderous charge bugle of the secret service camp sounded, and then, on two small highlands, the charge bugle of the Guangdong army with a slightly different rhythm also sounded. The main force of the secret service battalion crossed the road and charged to the opposite side. After passing by, shouts of killing also rang out from the high ground, and two companies of Cantonese troops also bravely rushed down from the high ground.

"Brothers, kill."

"Duan Na, don't be a bad boy."

The killing cries of the officers and soldiers of the secret service battalion and the killing cries of the Guangdong officers and soldiers converged, like an unstoppable torrent rushing toward the remnants of the Third Brigade on the other side of the highway.

On the opposite side, Cai Rubai, commander of the 956th Regiment, saw the main force of the secret service battalion and two companies from his regiment rushing towards him, and immediately ordered the three infantry companies on the high ground to start charging downwards.

Until this time, the remnants of the Third Infantry Battalion faced almost all the infantry of an infantry regiment and the main force of the special agent battalion. The strength comparison between the two sides was almost one to twelve.

In the wilderness, the footsteps of Chinese soldiers were rustling, shouting to kill the Chinese officers and soldiers who were charging forward. They stepped on the corpses of Japanese soldiers on the road, stepped on the bloody soil, passed over broken firearms and bayonets, and charged forward resolutely. Line after line of people advanced towards the melee crowd.

The Chinese army that surrounded them from multiple directions took less than two minutes to completely surround the remnants of the Third Infantry Battalion. Then, waves of people and lines of skirmishers continued to attack the Third Infantry Battalion. The remnants, the remaining 100 or so Japanese troops, were completely overwhelmed by nearly 2,000 Chinese officers and soldiers.

The sounds of fighting and shouting from both sides were mixed together, and hung in the sky over the entire battlefield. The sound of bayonets and rifle butts clashing and smashing was earth-shattering. No one could tell what the two armies were shouting. It was just a roaring sound coming from the bottom of my heart and chest.

To the Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, it was the sound of furious killing of the enemy, but to the Japanese soldiers, it was the death knell.

The remaining Japanese troops were completely divided and surrounded by Chinese troops several times their size. They completely collapsed and began to flee in all directions. However, the surrounding Chinese troops that had already rushed up were surrounded by water, just like an airtight wall. The remaining Japanese troops were completely blocked, and then the encirclement gradually narrowed, constantly encroaching and oppressing the remaining Japanese troops.

The remaining Japanese troops almost had to deal with five or six Chinese troops at the same time. Their proud close combat skills and bayonet fighting skills had been completely eliminated in the face of the absolute superiority of troops.

Amidst the screams, Japanese soldiers continued to fall under the bayonets of the Chinese army, and the gray waves gradually drowned the shit-yellow Japanese soldiers.

In the melee, Toyamanosuke, who was covered in blood, looked at the Chinese army in front of him in despair. There were only more than thirty Japanese troops left around him, while the Chinese army was coming like an endless wave.

Toyama Nosuke knew that the Third Brigade was completely finished, and it was completely finished. Those special agents who broke down and fled on the road were probably the few survivors of the Third Brigade, while the main force of the Brigade was not left behind. The land beneath my feet.

In a daze, Toyama Nosuke looked around, and there were more than a dozen men missing from his side. A squad leader was stabbed through the body by five or six bayonets before he could cut off the saber he was wielding. A sergeant from the communications squad of the brigade was stabbed through the body by five or six bayonets. Two Chinese soldiers threw him to the ground and cut his throat. A trainee non-commissioned officer of the 9th Squadron was strangled to death by a Chinese soldier with a rifle sling.

Another recruit who had just been added had a mental breakdown. He actually dropped his rifle and knelt down to beg for mercy. In the end, he did not seek a way out, but was killed by a Chinese officer with a shell gun. Toyama Nosuke watched what happened in front of him. In each scene, despair is written on his face, and his heart is lifeless and numb with regret.

"Can't see it anymore, can't see it anymore."

Toyama Nosuke looked towards the direction of Nanjing City again. He knew that he would never see the day when he captured the enemy's capital. He murmured sadly, threw away the saber in his hand, reached for the Nanbu pistol on his waist, and fired at He scratched his head.

Finally, he fell to the ground unwillingly looking in the direction of Nanjing City.

(End of this chapter)