Chapter 370 Anton Star Superman

At five o'clock in the afternoon on December 3, 1941, Dai County battlefield.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region successfully captured the enemy's first line of defense.

Under Commander Yang's arrangements, troops at all levels continued to advance toward the second line of defense in the north without the prestige of victory.

The command headquarters chose to proceed steadily, clearing the current positions before attacking to prevent unnecessary losses due to some negligence.

As the saying goes, sharpening the knife will not waste time chopping wood.

There is never a shortage of desperadoes in the Japanese army, and no one knows whether they are squatting in a dark corner, waiting for an opportunity to launch a suicide attack.

What's more, the existence of the third tank battalion greatly increases the breakthrough value of the troops.

Even if the soldiers rest in place for an hour, they can still complete the tasks assigned by their superiors on time and with high quality and quantity.

In a relatively hidden attack position, a middle-aged man holding repair tools and covered in engine oil said:

"Qi Huo, the problem of the track has been completely solved. Fortunately, the little devil did not lay any mines. If something happened to the road wheel of this vehicle, your crew would probably have to leave the battlefield."

"Everyone must be careful in the coming battle. Don't become blindly confident just because of a victory."

"The enemy knows that we are equipped with tanks, and they will definitely come up with corresponding plans. The troops stationed in Mongolia have light tanks or even medium tanks, and there may be a fierce battle to be fought."

The person speaking now is Battalion Commander Liu of the Third Tank Battalion.

As a battalion-level cadre of the Eighth Route Army's first armored unit, he was not only a veteran who had climbed snowy mountains and walked through grasslands, but also an intellectual with a high school degree before joining the army.

We mentioned before that even in the most difficult and fruit-blocked days, the border area has always remained highly sensitive to new equipment and tactics.

It is precisely because of the above background that the motorcycle school that gave birth to the first batch of aviation talents and armor talents came into being.

Before the Yellow River returned to the border area, the school's hardware was very poor, with only a few trucks captured from the enemy. These three-step, one-breath old antiques often break down, forcing comrades to develop solid repair skills.

In a sense, the members of the tank regiment are no different from the real-life Anton Star Superman. Each person can fight and repair at the same time.

At this level, in a certain 7+ coloring game, the last thing you need is a maintenance support company that has more and more inventory equipment.

Battalion Commander Liu was among the first batch of outstanding students in the school.

Originally, he wanted to join the First Air Division, but his superiors, considering the future armored force, advised him to wait patiently for a while.

Of course, to be able to teach such outstanding students, a teacher must be no ordinary person. That is Commander Xu, who graduated from Oriental Labor University and is currently in charge of transportation, air defense, and garrison in the border area!

Hearing his battalion commander's instructions, the surrounding commanders nodded.

At the same time, a correspondent came to the third battalion's attack position, and then saluted and said:

"Battle Commander Liu, Commander Yang asked me to inform you that the next round of attack will start in five minutes. Please be ready for battle!"

"Okay! Got it!"

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In general, compared with the previous operations, the second round of offensive of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region did not make many changes.

The first unit to take action was naturally the artillery.

At the beginning of the battle, nearly a hundred barrel guns of various calibers roared wantonly at the enemy's position, fully explaining what it means to question, understand and become.

With the vision and feedback provided by the artillery school shooting machine, a series of shells were like hail with eyes, once again overturning the fortifications prepared by the Japanese.

After the fire preparations were completed, 108 Cicadas of the third tank battalion were immediately dispatched, with infantrymen behind them fighting in coordination.

In response to the problems that occurred in the previous battle, Battalion Commander Liu obviously learned lessons and made adjustments.

Before the recent shelling began, he specifically asked the headquarters artillery brigade to help open an attack channel with artillery shells. Everything is to prevent the Japanese from committing suicide attacks and possible landmines.

Similarly, with the experience of breaking through the first line of defense, the coordinated operations between infantry and tanks have become more tacit to the naked eye.

The reason why these comrades were able to form combat effectiveness within half a year is because most of them had participated in exercises held by motorcycle schools in the early years.

Although there were no armored vehicles at that time, Principal Xu came up with a temporary emergency plan.

Under his instruction, the trainees covered the truck with a green sheet, and then installed fake guns and cannons to simulate tanks to practice tactical formations.

In this way, everyone in the motorcycle school can not only try infantry-tank coordination, but also cooperate with the Anti-Tank Army in anti-tank exercises.

After the army got the Cicada tank, these soldiers with good foundation immediately returned to their old profession, and naturally formed a good combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

What's more, actual combat is as important as simulation training.

With the experience of breaking through the first line of defense, the comrades' breakthrough value has risen to another level.

Looking at the domineering tanks, Kazuo Ishizuka clenched his fists unwillingly. Before the war, he scattered a large number of landmines on the second line of defense, but now almost all of them were detonated by the Eighth Route Army's artillery shells.

Seeing that the first wave of offensive was cracked, the old Japanese could only order his commandos to take action.

"Four battalions, come at me! Don't think about saving any strength, we only have one chance to take the initiative to launch an attack!"

"It's time to be loyal to His Majesty Tianhuang! Long live the great Japanese brother country!"

Hearing this, the soldiers of the mobile infantry regiment were all excited. They had already taken drugs and could no longer suppress their desires.

The first to bear the brunt were the machine guns on the front position.

After receiving the order, dozens of Type 99 light machine guns immediately opened fire. The bullets hit the main armor of the Cicada, making a metal collision sound like frying beans.

These people are almost all composed of infantry battalions sent by the Second Independent Mixed Brigade. Their purpose is simple, just to attract the attention of the tanks and suppress the infantry around them to the rear.

In fact, to put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder.

After all, you can't expect the Type 99 light machine gun to penetrate the front of the Cicada. Even if the 25mm armor is thin, it is not something that a light machine gun can touch.

When the tanks of the Eighth Route Army began to use 37mm guns to remove the machine gun positions on the second line of defense, the Type 92 heavy machine guns on the flanks opened fire.

Although the devils had less than 20 heavy machine guns, they could use their positional advantage to directly use firepower to disperse or attack the infantry behind the tanks, leaving the few iron lumps in the front isolated and helpless.

"Hei Ka! Board!"

The slogan of the charge sounded, and the assault of the mobile infantry regiment officially began.

The leaders of each squad first used a grenade launcher to launch or throw a Taisho 11-year smoke grenade. Only by using smoke to block the vision of the tank soldiers first can they gain an attack window for others.

Otherwise, more than a hundred coaxial machine guns and 37mm gun grenades alone can make them drink a pot.

With a large amount of smoke appearing, the death squads wearing plaster flags rushed towards the cicada tanks frantically.

The Japanese had a variety of explosive weapons. In addition to the clustered Type 98 grenades, there were also white phosphorus incendiary grenades, Type 99 mixed fuel incendiary bottles, and Type 99 magnetic anti-tank grenades.

Those with slightly worse conditions simply charged with explosive packs or earthen Molotov cocktails.

The battle became white-hot at the beginning.

As Kazuo Ishizuka said, although the armored forces of the Eighth Route Army were well-trained, they lacked actual combat experience.

Even if the Third Tank Battalion and the coordinated infantry summarized their experience and improved it in time, training is always training, and real combat is only the second time for them.

Facing the Ice Shooters who were repeatedly brainwashed and drugged, the vanguard of the Third Battalion fell into a bitter battle after breaking into the position. In just half an hour, several crews were forced to withdraw from the battle.

Those death squads that sprang out of trenches, craters, and even corpses were hard to defend against. They attacked the sides of the Cicada from both sides under the cover of smoke bombs.

As long as there is a chance to get close, cluster grenades and magnetic anti-tank grenades will be thrown at the side armor, and incendiary weapons such as Molotov cocktails will attack the position of the ventilation holes.

These devils have no desire to fight, and even after the action is over, they don't observe the effect at all. Even laymen can see that they are well prepared.

Of course, the third tank battalion and the infantry who cooperated in the operation are not fools. Captain Liu, who was in charge of commanding the attack on the front line, quickly found a way to deal with it.

You have your human sea assault, and I have my superior firepower.

When the number of shells exceeds the number of enemy heads, many problems are naturally solved.

The soldiers called the artillery in the rear without saying a word, and let the brother troops use 75 Miss and 105 Howitzer to launch a slow-moving barrage.

As for those firepower points that survived by chance, the third battalion will quickly eliminate them once they are found. It is simple for direct-fire tank guns to deal with these things.

As for places where there may be enemies such as trenches, craters or piles of corpses, let the infantry bombard them with 50 mortars for a few rounds first, regardless of whether there are people.

After deciding on the firepower-to-open-the-road tactics, the casualties of the mobile infantry regiment increased sharply.

Although there were still a few suicide squads that broke through the defense line, this loss was completely within the range that Captain Liu could bear. (End of this chapter)