Chapter 3073: Mantis Trying to Stop a Chariot

The Japanese positions on the verge of collapse had not yet recovered from the aftermath of the bombardment, and the huge IS7 heavy tanks had already hit them in the face.

The Japanese army, which had been psychologically traumatized by the Red Army tanks, made full preparations this time and greatly increased its anti-tank firepower in the final third position.

Even though it had been washed twice in a row by the powerful field artillery of the leader army and the bombing aviation units of the Red Army, various heavy artillery shells and aerial bombs were saturated and bombed the front of the position like the surface of the moon.

However, the Japanese army, which had deliberately protected important technical weapons and carefully built a number of anti-gun holes for equipment, still had high-performance anti-tank guns that survived to be used. Now it was time to use them when facing the Red Army tanks.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! If you don't have tools, use your hands. Hurry up and dig out the cannon! Hurry! Hurry!!!"

A Japanese second lieutenant who kept shouting "Hayaku" was leading a dozen of his soldiers to frantically dig and repair the earth in a place that had been bombed almost completely flat.

Even though various projectiles were coming at high speed and whistling around them, explosions continued to explode in places far or near, and the hot shock waves and earthquakes could almost blow people away on the spot.

But this group of unstable Japanese soldiers still did not give up and continued to dig. They worked hard on a piece of broken ground with bombardment and loose soil under their feet for a while, and finally got a harvest in a burst of surprise shouts.

"Xiaoshan-kun! We found it! We found it, the field gun!"

"Great! Quick! Let's work together, drag it out! Let's work together!"

The "freshly unearthed" cultural relic dug out from the bombardment soil in front of him is a towed artillery, a Type 1 47mm rapid-fire gun that is rare even in the Japanese field troops, and the same main gun as the Type 97.

Compared with the Type 94 rapid-fire gun copied from the German Type 37, the Type 1 47mm rapid-fire gun with a caliber 10mm larger is already considered a high-end anti-tank weapon in the Japanese equipment spectrum, with a straighter trajectory, higher accuracy and stronger penetration than the Japanese Type 37.

Like most Japanese field artillery, the Type 1 47mm rapid-fire gun, which has strict requirements for "people pushing and horses pulling", is not a heavy thing.

Even though it was buried in the loose soil of the anti-gun hole, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers joined together, using various tools to dig, and pulling and pushing with all their might.

In the end, they finally got the light artillery out of the pit by padding the wheels with wooden blocks.

"Quick! Get into position and get ready to fire! Load the armor-piercing shells!"

"Shells? Where are the shells? Who has seen the shells!?"

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The scene was awkward for a while. The Japanese soldiers who had finally managed to get the gun out of the pit only remembered that they were busy with the gun but forgot the shells. How could they fight the Russians with a gun but no shells?

"Baga! Find the shells, dig them out! Quick!"

The furious Japanese second lieutenant picked up the engineer shovel and started digging himself. Seeing this, the other Japanese soldiers beside him did not dare to delay and rushed forward to the "construction site" where the cannon had just been dug out.

The whole box of shells buried in the soil was finally found. The Japanese soldiers, like a life-saving straw dug out from the pit, did not dare to delay and quickly lifted a box of shells to the side of the gun position, preparing to fire on the position full of loose soil where the artillery bunker had disappeared after being bombed.

"Aim at the Russian tanks! Get ready to shoot!"

"Which one? Russian tanks are everywhere!"

"Hit the nearest one, right in front!"

"Hey!"

First digging for the cannons and then digging for the shells took up a lot of time. After wasting several minutes, the Japanese anti-tank artillery team raised their heads again, and a large number of Russian tanks almost ran over their faces.

At this time, it was meaningless to mark and fire at specific targets. There were too many Russian tanks on the ground to be destroyed, let alone to deal with so many. However, the Japanese lieutenant who was unwilling to give up still waved his command knife fiercely and ordered to open fire.

"Anti-tank gun! 150 meters ahead, machine gun to kill it!"

Before the Japanese anti-tank gun could fire, the IS7 heavy tank that had just slowed down and stopped had already discovered that this low-profile Japanese small gun with even the gun shield removed was aiming at itself.

At a distance of 150 meters, there was no need to use the main gun to deal with it. The IS7's rough coaxial machine gun was enough.

Under the instruction of the commander, the 5-barrel 62-caliber coaxial machine gun immediately began to output under the operation and aiming of the gunner.

Boom boom boom——

Da da da——

The red barrage woven by the sound of two calibers of firing came head-on. The Japanese artillery position with a very small frontal projection and almost only the barrel of the gun sticking to the ground was instantly covered with flying sand and dust.

The 5mm heavy ammunition that was enough to penetrate the common earthwork shelters should not be too easy to penetrate the thin floating soil layer.

The Japanese anti-tank artillery team, who thought they had cover but actually did not, was beaten to a bloody mess on the spot. Most of the devils present went to see Amaterasu without firing a single shot.

"The target is solved, next one."

The coaxial machine gun fire was aimed at the Japanese artillery position for a full 3 seconds.

The gunner comrade who felt that it was impossible to see the Japanese artillery fire again under such circumstances had not finished speaking when the humiliation of being slapped in the face on the spot came immediately.

"Shoot!!!"

Boom——

Swoosh——

Ding-bang——

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A Japanese scream like a pig being slaughtered, coupled with the roar of the moment of firing, and the metal impact sound of the bullet hitting the front of the IS7 turret and being swallowed alive.

I never expected that under such circumstances, there would be Japanese who were not completely dead and dared to continue firing and provoking.

The gunner comrade who felt humiliated had no time to speak, and the commander who also felt the turret being hit lightly by the stone had already opened his mouth to give orders.

"No need to fire, rush up and crush it directly! Driver, speed up and step on the accelerator!"

"Understood, comrade commander!"

Having his leg broken by a machine gun, he forced the shell that had been loaded into the barrel and aimed to be fired in a half-crippled posture.

The Japanese second lieutenant, who had provoked a nearly 70-ton steel behemoth and was now unable to move, had not yet realized what he was about to face next.

Seeing that the first shot failed, he even wanted to drag his body to the shell box next to him to get another shell out, reload it and continue firing.

But soon, the increasingly strong ground vibration and the huge roar of steel interrupted his operation.

He watched helplessly as this huge Russian tank with a visual impact and oppression rushed towards him at an exaggerated speed that was completely inconsistent with its size.

The Japanese lieutenant, who knew that he could not escape with a broken leg, was completely crazy. There was no thought of surrendering and surviving in his overloaded pig brain. He raised a shell in the shell box under him and screamed directly.

"It's a black card on board!!!"

"This Suka thing! Crush it to death!"

Bang--

Before touching the Japanese's stinky meat, it first hit the anti-tank gun barrel. The wide track rolling at high speed was like an industrial grinder, directly crushing the three-dimensional Japanese artillery into a two-dimensional photo on the spot, and then pressed on the weird screaming face of the Japanese lieutenant without stopping.

"Wow--"

Pah--

The shell in his hand was not crushed by the tank as expected, but was directly wrapped in meat sauce and pressed into the soil by the wide track of IS7 and sank into it.

The Japanese lieutenant who failed to self-destruct went to see Amaterasu to report his work, leaving the IS7 that stopped moving after crushing the target in vain. The commander comrade who rolled his eyes at the gunner beside him just spoke in a deep voice.

"Next time, don't be stingy with bullets, shoot one more round, remember!"

I'm also impressed, brothers, the Windows automatic update crashed the computer, it took a long time to fix it, and it directly delayed the time to write.

Microsoft is getting better and better at messing things up now, the second update will be later, I will speed up the writing.