Chapter 3061 Winning Is a Must, Win First Then Talk

The toilet peg problem was solved.

IS7 used its own crotch to prove that this thing is actually not that scary.

Not to mention that if this thing didn't explode, even if it exploded, it couldn't penetrate the IS7's iron-faced front main armor belt. Even the crotch, the most vulnerable part of the entire front defense, couldn't be penetrated, let alone other parts.

Although the threat of the toilet peg was not fatal, at least it was not fatal to the IS7's front main armor belt, the battalion commander who commanded the attack of the vanguard troops still issued an order to defend it strictly.

If you can't poke the front, it doesn't mean you can't poke the side, and if you can't hurt the lower front, it doesn't mean you can't hurt the rear of the vehicle.

The Japanese were willing to lie in a pile of corpses and pretend to be dead to launch a suicide attack. Even the Germans had to sigh and feel ashamed when they saw it.

If the armored troops continued to advance, they would inevitably encounter more attacks that would rush up and poke them with a stick even if they died.

This time it was the crotch, next time it might be other parts, it's hard to say whether you can hold it then.

It's even more wrong to use the lives of soldiers to make such dangerous attempts, and it must be the best choice to try not to let the devils holding toilet pegs get close.

So even if the leader army has a big offensive advantage now, the entire offensive formation is still steady and step-by-step. In the way of infantry and tanks coordinating with each other, they advance forward in order under the strong firepower suppression.

The scenes in movies or games where the enemy infantry is weak and the tanks rush into the pile of infantry alone, killing and rushing around like Godzilla entering the city, at least will not be staged in the leader army's offensive.

The firepower of the Japanese army is indeed not good. In terms of anti-armor firepower alone, it is not even comparable to the German third-line garrison. At least the latter still has a disposable cheap iron fist.

But these Japanese devils are crazy and don't care about their lives.

If you use a toilet peg to poke you with a suicide attack, will you rush up with a pack of explosives and attack you with a human bomb?

It's really hard to say.

Even if such a suicide attack cannot destroy the tank, as long as it paralyzes the tank, it will be very troublesome for the Red Army heavy tank that has lost its ability to move to be surrounded and killed by the devils who don't care about their lives.

Rather than investing huge costs to rescue and protect the immobile tanks, and covering the surviving crews to withdraw, it will also lose technical equipment.

It is better to avoid this situation directly, and simply take steady steps, step by step, and use superior firepower to suppress and advance layer by layer to achieve victory.

Anyway, the speed at which the Japanese army was defeated is visible to the naked eye, not much slower than the collapse speed of the artillery at the foot of the snow mountain and the avalanche at the top of the mountain. There is no need to pay a small benefit but a high cost for the pursuit of a little faster under the extremely strong marginal effect.

The actual situation on the battlefield is that after crushing the Japanese army's toilet-peg charge, the leader army's attacking force is still using mature and stable tactics to continue to push the Japanese army.

The infantry charges in front to clear all kinds of anti-armor firepower threats for the armored forces, and the armored forces follow up in coordination and provide fire support with various machine guns, machine guns, and large-caliber grenades.

If there are fortifications and heavy firepower that are difficult for infantry to conquer, the infantry retreats and the tanks charge and destroy them. After the attack is completed, the infantry continues to clear in front and the tanks support in the back, and this cycle continues.

The tactics are not complicated. After fighting with the leader army twice, you can basically understand this style of play.

But it is such a simple tactical play, but it has made the Japanese army, who are retreating step by step and covered with dead and wounded, have no way to deal with the corpses everywhere.

Charge, no, charge and you will die.

Defense is not possible. A hundred pounds of Japanese flesh can't stop a 70-ton Russian steel monster, even if Amaterasu is possessed.

Retreat is even worse. Driving a No. 11 bus with two legs to compete with the Russian heavy tanks that raise dust behind them once they start running is a more suicidal act than trying to resist with your flesh.

So how should this war be fought?

Just like the classic question of survival or destruction, this is a question that the Japanese are thinking about from top to bottom, but this question is more difficult than survival or destruction and has no solution at all.

"Captain! Order a charge! Since we have no way to retreat, we might as well fight these Russian pigs! The imperial warriors would rather die than surrender!"

"Yes, Captain! Let those crazy Russian pigs see our courage!"

"Launch a pig-rush attack! Fight the Russians to the death!"

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Two of the three squadron leaders under his command are now dead, and two of the three squadron leaders in front of him are temporary replacements, promoted quickly on the battlefield.

The captain, who was ashen-faced and squatting on the earth slope with his command knife, racked his brains, but could not think of any way to defeat the enemy.

As a low-level person among the middle-level commanders, he sat in the position of captain, so he knew something, and he didn't want to die meaninglessly like the low-level soldiers.

But the situation was stronger than people, and the only way out for not wanting to die seemed to be the word that made people dread just thinking about it - surrender.

But let's not talk about whether this idea is realistic in practice, just the few grassroots young deer in front of him are enough to dispel the idea that just emerged this time.

Talking about surrender with such a pig-brained boss is more deadly than killing their own parents.

In this situation where people are dying every moment and every second, if things go wrong, it is possible that these young and vigorous deer will be indignant and do something rebellious on the spot.

Let's take a step back. You want to die and I want to live. We each have our own aspirations and don't interfere with each other. Since you want to die, why not do you a favor and fulfill your wish?

Thinking of this, the captain, with a cold but barely noticeable smile on his face, stood up and spoke to the three young and vigorous deer in front of him who were clamoring for a fight.

"Of course! We must fight the Russians to the end, let them see the courage of our imperial warriors!"

"Then please lead your troops to attack! I will now formally issue a combat order in the name of the captain, and launch a decisive charge against the Russians! I will personally lead the troops to fight together!"

"Hey! It's dark card, board! Attack!!!"

When the captain officially issued the combat order, several happy idiots were so happy and determined.

It was as if they were not going to die, but really going to rush the Russians, and victory would be within their grasp.

Seeing that the Kwantung Army's usual routine of raising soldiers like raising pigs, these young idiots at the bottom have been trained to be so rude. They knew they were going to die but didn't even frown, just as usual as drinking water and eating.

The captain, who was going to say something else and mobilize, smacked his lips, thought about it and swallowed his words back.

If you want to die, then go for it. Isn't there an old Chinese saying that good words can't persuade a damned ghost? The captain, who claims to be half an expert on China, thinks that this adjective is appropriate to describe the current situation.

He sent away the young and vigorous idiots in front of him, and looked at their figures who had taken orders and walked away.

Before the captain turned around to do what he wanted to do in his plan, an unexpected sky-breaking scream suddenly hit him.

Whoosh——

Boom——

Crackle——

The dust raised by the explosion was hot and scalding, falling from the air and splashing on his face, which really made the captain's face burn.

"Baga! The Russian offensive is too brutal, we must prepare quickly!"

Knowing that his troops will soon face a battlefield outcome that can no longer be changed.

The captain, who was not going to work on such useless things, just wanted to do something meaningful for his future and destiny.

As for the others, let them do whatever they want.

There are many ways to describe the current situation. The captain, who didn't have the time to care about so many things, just wanted to take care of himself, that's all.

But not all Japanese soldiers thought like the captain. If everyone thought so, it would save the Red Army a lot of trouble.

Receiving and escorting prisoners, no matter how large the number, is much easier than fighting, isn't it?

The squadron leaders who received orders from the captain, or the squadron leaders who were temporarily promoted on the front line, not only dared to say it, but also dared to do it.

As soon as they returned to the army, they immediately began to gather their soldiers and distribute the last batch of ammunition, which was very few left. They took all the ammunition they could use, installed bayonets on their rifles, and put on a desperate posture and were ready.

Swoosh——

He drew out the command knife hanging from his waist, braving the various bullets and shells that were firing and exploding all around him at any time.

With a roar, a large group of screaming devils got up from the ground, no longer crawling on the ground, and immediately began to charge with their short legs.

"Tush, geez!!!"

"Suka! I knew these Japanese devils were going to go crazy! All units stop advancing, tanks move forward and concentrate firepower! Cover the infantry with all your strength, quick!"

With the experience of fighting the Japanese army for several consecutive rounds, the combat units at all levels of the leader's army began to gradually understand some of the devil's routines and characteristics.

One of the most distinctive crazy points is that when the pressure on the battlefield reaches a certain level and is close to the last eve of collapse and destruction, the Japanese army will gather all the troops that can be mobilized and let go for a last collective suicide.

This was the case on the battlefield in the interior of the country, the Pacific battlefield, and now it is the same when encountering the Red Army.

Since the time of Nogi Maresuke, the old devil, the Japanese army has used this kind of desperate madness and cruelty of stuffing themselves into a meat grinder. The Japanese army has won several foreign wars with extreme madness. To this day, they still believe that this method of warfare can bring victory.

At least, those grassroots young deer and big-headed soldiers really think so.

After all, in their daily lives and careers, all the top-down cognitive education they have received so far and the influence of the surrounding environment have been constantly strengthening the ideological stamps in their overloaded pig brains.

This group of idiots really believe until death that this is really effective and can really win after a miracle, even if the opponent is the Russian monster tank weighing 70 tons.

As for how to win after charging up?

Sorry, I haven't thought about it, and I don't need to think about it.

Anyway, winning is a rigid need, win first, and then talk about it. Failure is both impossible and absolutely not allowed.

And "charging" as a prerequisite for "winning" is naturally and inevitably staged on the battlefield. No matter how ridiculous and suicidal this may seem, it is happening right in front of us and cannot be refuted.

It was foreseeable that the more desperate the Japanese army was, the more likely they would go crazy. The attacking forces of the leader army had always been on guard, and even waited for this scene to happen in the battle. They were almost certain that these Japanese devils who could not be defeated or escaped would not surrender.

What happened now was as expected. The few remaining devils, along with the lightly wounded and all those who could still hold guns, all rushed forward with bayonets and screamed.

The attacking forces of the leader army, which had been prepared for this, immediately stopped advancing. The tanks and infantry fighting vehicles that were following behind their infantry and not far away immediately changed gears and accelerated, roaring their engines and pressing straight forward.

The infantry relied on tanks and infantry fighting vehicles as cover, and the tanks and infantry fighting vehicles fired together to concentrate all their firepower.

The attacking forces of the leader army, which stopped on the spot along the entire advancing front, opened fire at full power, and all kinds of bullets and shells and all weapons that could be fired were fired at the Japanese army that was attacking fiercely.

122 and 130mm grenades exploded in the Japanese army, and the 25mm machine guns and heavy machine guns swept left and right like a fire dragon.

Even the rifle shells under the feet of the Red Army soldiers were piled up, and the empty magazines were knocked off the receivers with one hand, scattered on the ground together with the hot shells. They didn't care about the ammunition consumption at all, just kept firing, emptying the bullets and firing again.

It wasn't until Alsim, who was standing at the rear end of the turret and on the engine cover, holding the twin-mounted KPV heavy machine gun again, that all the 5mm bullets in the two large ammunition boxes on the left and right were completely used up.

There was no more screaming and howling Japanese leader attacking troops in front of them, and they barely stopped the full-power fire that was about to overheat, and stopped and stared at the AK in their hands, which was even starting to emit white smoke from the barrel.

"Is this the end?"

The collective charge of more than 300 remaining Japanese soldiers was wiped out by the attacking force of the leader army in just two minutes.

The Japanese formation was a bit scattered, and the firepower was not concentrated. If the Japanese were denser, they could kill and end the battle in one minute.

"Damn Suka! These bow-legged guys are really crazy! I have never seen such crazy bastards when fighting with the Nazis. Are they human or monsters that look like humans?"

Sulovchenko, who had emptied three magazines in a row, couldn't help but curse. The layers of Japanese corpses in front of him, which were piled up horizontally in an area less than 100 meters in length, made even the battle-hardened Sulovchenko feel that the density was rare and the blood was pungent.

Alsim, who jumped down from the rear of the IS7, spoke calmly. He glanced at the Japanese corpses on the ground that looked like the goods from the meat processing factory and just said casually.

"They are seeking death themselves, and we are responsible for helping them realize their wish. It's as simple as that."

"Check weapons and restock ammunition in one minute! Hurry!"