Chapter 369 The First Batch of World of Tanks Players in the Republic of China
Twenty kilometers north of Dai County, the third line of defense of the cavalry group.
"Gentlemen, you are the most elite warriors of the Mongolian Army and the only mobile infantry regiment!"
"Now, the interests of our brother country in North China have been infringed, and even the entire front army is at the point of life and death. The next war is the moment to test your loyalty."
"Win! We will retake Shanxi and become the masters of this land again! Lose! Not only will everyone die in a foreign country, but they will also be nailed to the pillar of shame!"
At this point, Ishizuka Kazuo drew his samurai sword, and then swept his sharp eyes to the audience.
In front of him were the middle and low-level commanders of the entire regiment. At this time, the Japanese officers all wore plaster flags and held various blasting tools with hideous faces.
Obviously, the colonel was very satisfied with the current atmosphere. He raised his arms and shouted: "Long live the locusts! Long live the great Japanese brother country! Let's meet at Kudanzaka."
After this, the officers in the audience showed fanatical expressions and followed their own regiment commander to shout the slogan before the charge.
This crazy scene, as if as long as the superior issued an order to attack, they would lead their respective troops to collectively launch a suicidal charge and rush up to exchange one for one with the tanks of the Eighth Route Army.
The scene in front of him made Mano Goro on the side quite satisfied. He said in his heart that he came to the right place.
"Ishizuka-kun, Lieutenant General Nishihara's order to us is to destroy the enemy's armored forces as much as possible and create a favorable output environment for the subsequent tank regiment."
"Your regiment is not fully staffed, with only more than 2,000 people left. Can you complete the task assigned by the group leader?"
"If it's not possible, I will transfer a battalion from the Second Independent Mixed Brigade to you. More troops can give full play to your advantages."
The armored forces supporting the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region are tank regiments directly under the Eighth Route Army Headquarters.
The regiment is a three-battalion combat unit. The entire regiment, including the command vehicle group, has a total of 217 M22 Cicada tanks.
In this battle, the tigers in the forest divided these armored forces into three. Considering that the cavalry group of the Mongolian Army was reorganized into a motor vehicle in January 1940, there is still an understaffed tank regiment.
So he temporarily expanded the third battalion on the left battlefield and equipped it with five companies with a total of 110 Cicada tanks.
This number made Nishihara Issaku call it impossible. After all, Japan is a poor brother country, and there are only a few hundred tanks deployed in the entire Republic of China at this stage.
Faced with the cicada-style tanks all over the mountains, the old devils could only let the infantry attack first, using the means of exchanging lives to destroy the armored units of the Eighth Route Army as much as possible.
In fact, under normal circumstances, the armored forces with a complete system will almost crush the light infantry when attacking.
The means for infantry to fight against tanks is to call for their own artillery and air strikes as a counterattack. Until the last moment, it is generally not recommended to let human flesh and iron sheet fight head-on.
After all, reality is not a game. It is basically impossible for a single soldier to kill a tank in a major battle, like in the army or on the battlefield.
What's more, the current notebook does not even have a toilet plunger, and the magnetic grenade is not prepared in advance. Why should it charge on board?
It's a pity that Nishihara Yice has nothing on hand. The few remaining mountain and field guns will be knocked down as soon as they open fire, and their own aviation was even beaten to pieces.
Without the suicidal charge by the infantry, the more than 50 Type 97 medium tanks and Type 95 light tanks under his command would have no chance to compete with the Third Battalion.
Goro Mano's suggestion made Kazuo Ishizuka nod excitedly.
Although his mobile infantry regiment was the most tank-savvy infantry in the North China Front Army and even the entire China Expeditionary Army. But now the troops are short of weight and it is difficult to face a hundred light tanks.
"Thank you, Major General Mano!"
"With your help, we will definitely be able to complete the task assigned by the group leader!"
The Second Independent Mixed Brigade is a famous security model in North China.
Those soldiers who have been trained and brainwashed for a long time have no idea of cherishing their lives in their minds.
They are wholeheartedly thinking about being loyal to Tianhuang and Diguo, and they can hold the explosive packs and die with the enemy without changing their faces. They are definitely the best cannon fodder.
Yes, cannon fodder.
In Ishizuka Kazuo's opinion, the infantry battalion supported by the superior friendly forces did not even understand the structure of the armor, and could even do stupid things like using 37mm guns to hit tanks from a distance of one thousand meters.
Such people can only be cannon fodder to attract firepower for their own soldiers.
It is reasonable to make the best use of everything.
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Half an hour later, the second line of defense of the cavalry group.
"From the intelligence from the frontline positions, the armored forces of the Eighth Route Army are obviously not half-baked like Guojian."
"Their driving skills are very proficient, and there are almost no non-combat casualties. The coordination between infantry and tanks is also very high, and it is obvious that they have undergone high-intensity training before the war."
The person who spoke at this time was a battalion commander in the mobile infantry regiment. And in front of him, of course, were the reinforcements sent by the superiors and the grassroots officers under his command.
The armored forces of the Republic of China, of course, the devils had seen them before.
In a sense, the starting point of Japan's armored army building is still a little behind that of China.
As early as the warlord period, the Dog Meat Poet brought back several Renault FT-17s from the north, while Xiao Zi was still tinkering with the English parallelogram MK4.
When they were still "independently developing" the Type 89 medium tank, the Jinan Xincheng Arsenal, the first person in modern artificial rainfall, had already produced the Studebaker two years ahead.
Even the bald man himself attached great importance to the tank as a land warfare killer. Before the full-scale war of resistance began, he bought a batch of light tanks of various models from Britain, France, Germany and Italy.
If you don't look at the specific years, you would think that Kong, Song and Jiang had some collecting habit and had to get all the primary vehicles in the tank world.
Of course, the traditional skill of the international production without logistics is still stably demonstrated in this purchase.
As for combat effectiveness?
Just look at the Battle of Lanfeng and it will be clear at a glance.
Facing the Japanese infantry whose equipment was obviously inferior to their own, Guojian's tanks were very unfamiliar. Coupled with the poor logistics and the almost non-existent infantry-tank coordination, the precious armored forces suffered heavy losses.
If it weren't for the great victory at Kunlun Pass later, the bald man would have cursed his mother many times in his diary.
It was because of Guo Su's performance that the Japanese originally thought that the combat effectiveness of the tanks in the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region would not be that strong.
After all, the average cultural level of the Eighth Route Army was not high, and semi-illiterate people who could not read a few words would definitely not be able to use high-tech weapons.
But the facts proved that this was not the case.
In the previous battle, the infantry and artillery of the Second Independent Mixed Brigade fought desperately, and the death squads also rushed in waves. As a result, all these people died halfway, and a brigade only blew up three tanks.
There was only one tank that was slightly injured, with only damaged tracks, and it could return to the battlefield after repairs.
Looking at the officers in front of him, the captain first took out a blueprint and hung it on the wall, and then said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, cheer up, Commander Okamura Ningji is still waiting for our good news."
"Although the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army's tank troops is far higher than that of the preserved fruits, they are not really elite."
"As long as we cooperate properly, we have a chance to destroy those light tanks. Next, I will explain to you how to attack in groups based on the existing intelligence."
As one of the captains of the mobile infantry regiment, Tomoji Doi knew that he would appear in the next battle, so he simply watched the whole process of the first position being broken.
The Eighth Route Army has strong firepower and is very skilled in the tactics of infantry-tank coordination. It must have been trained for a long time.
But their biggest problem is that there are too many stereotyped actions in the battle, which is completely a step-by-step academic school.
If these loopholes can be fully utilized, the success rate of completing the task will be greatly increased.
"Come, everyone, look at this blueprint. This is our Type 95 light tank. I believe the Eighth Route Army's tanks will not be much different in structure."
"Before launching an attack, we must first understand the weaknesses of light tanks and what kind of weapons to use to carry out targeted attacks on these parts."
For the next half an hour, Tomoji Doi focused on instilling his experience summarized in training to the reinforcements of the Second Independent Mixed Brigade.
If they know these contents clearly, they will at least know where to attack and how to attack when facing the Eighth Route Army tanks.
Of course, the old devils still want the reinforcements to know one thing, that is, the steel monster is not invincible.
As long as they are mentally prepared, I believe that the friendly forces will not be too bad in the next battle. Even if they cannot destroy the target, they may also play a disruptive role.
After the temporary class, Tomoji Doi took the wine handed over by the staff officer and said to the soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield:
"After drinking this bowl of wine, we will go to the battlefield! Don't forget to take the assault tablets, which can keep us fully energetic in the next action!"
"Long live His Majesty Tianhuang! Long live the great Japanese brother country!"
Compared to fighting with willpower and faith, Tomoji Doi, an old devil who disregards life, believes more in the power of ice.
In his opinion, as long as the warriors under his command become ice shooters, coupled with clever tactical coordination, they will definitely be able to severely damage the fledgling Eighth Route Army armored forces. (End of this chapter)