Chapter 371 Target! Bomb Yamato Nagato!

At night, the left wing front command.

"These devils are really crazy. Bushido is really a weird thing."

Looking at the battle report sent from the front line, Commander Yang shook his head helplessly.

In the daytime battle, the troops, with the third tank battalion as the vanguard, defeated the mobile infantry regiment of the cavalry group without any danger.

The devils also tried to fight to the death, but the anti-tank trenches and ordinary infantry alone were no match for the coordination of infantry and tanks and infantry and artillery.

Facing coaxial machine guns and nearly a thousand soldiers, the Japanese army could only watch the defense line being broken again and again.

After tearing a big gap, the follow-up troops began to extend to the two wings along the breakthrough, and then fully occupied the second position of the Mongolian Army and completed the clearance.

In fact, with the difference in strength between the enemy and us, if it were an ordinary small European country, or even a super army power that only persisted for more than a month, it would have surrendered long ago.

But the Mongolian Army, at the cost of its life, would try to break the front teeth of the Eighth Route Army. This crazy behavior made Commander Yang, who loved his soldiers like his own sons, feel extremely distressed.

Hearing his commander's words, Chief of Staff Xiong said subconsciously:

"In terms of the degree of closed brainwashing, Xiao Rizi said that he is second, and no one in Asia dares to claim to be the first. When I was studying before, I heard a saying that peeling off the skin of the Japanese, what is inside is Bushido."

"But looking at the crazy look of those devil infantry, they must have taken a lot of drugs before the charge."

Hearing this, Commander Yang curled his lips.

In the early days of the war, due to the poor equipment of the troops, the Eighth Route Army also organized a commando similar to the death squad.

At that time, when encountering the devil's heavy machine gun bunkers, fire points stuck on the main roads, armored vehicles and tanks, the commandos could only hold the explosive packs and force their way.

However, even if his comrades were determined to die, they would not directly use suicidal attacks at the beginning.

But the devils in front of him didn't know how to write the word death at all.

In the previous confrontation, some people even tied explosives to their bodies and went under the tanks without saying a word.

Faced with these explosive packs that moved with the help of smoke bombs, even though Captain Liu made targeted commands and adjustments, more than a dozen crews were still forced to withdraw from the battlefield.

After thinking for a while, Commander Yang told several staff officers in the room:

"After dawn, tell the third tank battalion not to rush to launch a general attack."

"Those elite infantrymen must be a very small number in the Mongolian army. Without them, the devils will definitely send out the tank regiments at the bottom of the box to fight."

"I can't use light tanks to fight medium tanks. If the casualties are too great, the deputy commander-in-chief and Commander Xu will definitely not forgive me."

Based on current actual combat experience, the 37 gun can penetrate the front of the Type 97 medium tank, let alone the Type 95 light tank.

But by the same token, the main guns of the enemy's two tanks can also tear open the armor of the Cicada. In the case of mutual penetration, letting the third tank battalion fight is a very unprofitable business.

After all, these armored soldiers are very valuable, and they are the teaching team of the Eighth Route Army at this stage. When there are enough advanced tanks in the future, most of the soldiers in the tank regiment can be promoted by one level or even two levels.

Your cavalry group is a piece of rotten fish and shrimp, and it is not worthy of a one-to-one exchange with the crew of the third tank battalion.

Although Commander Yang has not yet made his arrangements clear, the tacit understanding over the years immediately made Chief of Staff Xiong guess the other party's thoughts, and he spoke first:

"Director Huang once said something that I think is very suitable for the current scene. To deal with the devils, we must follow two basic principles: cheap and efficient."

"Call the Second Air Division and let the friendly close support aircraft deal with the enemy's tanks. Armored hedging? Let's wait until there are medium tanks in the future."

"The Kwantung Army still has two tank divisions, which are enough for our armored forces to practice."

As soon as these words came out, Commander Yang immediately showed a satisfied smile.

Compared with the immature armored forces, their own air force has long made a name for itself in Asia, and even became famous in the world because of some unknown secrets.

Besides, whether it was when Germany swept across Western Europe or the current battlefield on the Eastern Front. As long as tanks appeared, there would be close support aircraft in the sky.

Although due to technical reasons, the efficiency of aviation forces in attacking armored forces is not high. The so-called tank killers and tank can openers are mostly unrepresentative individual cases.

But as long as the number of fighters dispatched at one time and the total number of sorties dispatched per day are enough. Even if you change your notebook to build a blueprint car like the Type 5 medium war, you can't withstand the terrifying bombing of the Eighth Route Army.

Bushido?

I hope you can still maintain your courage when the bombs fall on your head.

"Yes, that's what I think!"

"Send a message to the formation of the Second Air Division. There will be dozens of tanks to bomb tomorrow. How much record you can get depends on your ability."

At this point in time, Rudel has just won his first Iron Cross. In addition to sinking the battleship Marat, his record is really not as good as Fang Ziyi.

Of course, in the matter of destroying battleships, our Republic of China Eagle will definitely have a chance in the future.

At worst, we can just put land-based bombers on board. If that doesn't work, we can just temporarily use sea bomber pilots. As for the choice of target, we definitely can't use an antique from World War I like the Marat.

How about Nagato?

It stayed at Yokosuka Port in Kanagawa in the later period. Instead of being used as a target ship by the Ugly Country to test the power of mushroom bombs, it is better to become one of TG's achievements.

Or to be more arrogant, directly target the fleet stationed in Hiroshima Bay before June 1942.

At that time, there were 80 Type 356 and 16 Type 410, as well as the proud Yamato battleship of the Combined Fleet. Anyway, it was earlier than the Doolittle Raid, so why couldn't we bomb it along the way?

What's more, this route can also kill the Etajima Naval Academy, and see if the book can still be energetic when it is hit by the bomb.

The plan works!

Very reasonable!

If this ticket is successful, TG can definitely leave a strong mark in the world military history.

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"The mobile infantry regiment suffered more than 2,300 casualties, including more than 1,900 deaths. The basic infantry weapons were lost by more than 70%, and three Type 92 infantry guns were also destroyed."

Obviously, the casualties and losses far exceeded the expectations of the devils.

Compared to Commander Yang's ease, the staff of the entire cavalry group was full of sorrow. Even Nishihara Issaku, who was known for his steadiness, had the urge to run away directly.

A fully replenished regiment was crippled in just one battle, and more than two-thirds of the soldiers died.

This kind of battle report made the old devil's heart bleed.

"Hey, is this what the Eighth Route Army felt like back then?"

Looking at the third line of defense in the distance, Nishihara Issaku sighed faintly.

At this moment, he thought of the Fifth Division's feat of breaking through North China and attacking Taiyuan.

Back then, Itagaki Seishirō also used armored forces as the vanguard, relying on the absolute superiority of firepower, attacking and breaking through all the way, as if there was no one in the world.

Why did everyone fail when it was their turn?

But it makes sense. Although there are three divisions and three independent mixed brigades on their side now, the Eighth Route Army in front of them is several times stronger than the locust army at the beginning of the war.

After all, throughout the history of warfare, even in the Battle of Nomonhan, there has never been a situation where the enemy fired nearly 10,000 artillery shells on the position of a regiment.

After thinking for a while, the old Japanese first drank a sip of water to clear his throat, and then ordered a group of staff:

"Get ready for the battle, we will attack at night tonight, and we must recapture the second line of defense. If we continue to waste time like this, only death will await the cavalry group."

As soon as these words came out, all the staff in the command post showed shocked expressions, and even a young Japanese who couldn't hold his breath stood up and said.

"Night attack? Are you sure?"

"Is the enemy attacking now? We are the defenders!"

This staff was hit by the gun. I saw Nishihara Isaku stood up from his seat angrily and slapped the other party in the face.

Because the old Japanese was in a bad mood, he even used all his strength in this slap, and directly bleed from the corner of his subordinate's mouth.

"Baga! Is that how you talk to your superior? Are you a loner who wants to rebel?"

"At this point in the war, only attacking can give the group a chance of survival! Staying in the same place and defending is completely a slow suicide! The 26th Division is a lesson for us!"

Just two hours ago, Nishihara Issaku received a telegram from his right-wing comrade Yano Otosaburo.

The 26th Division suffered heavy losses under the coordinated impact of the Eighth Route Army's infantry and tanks, and lost two regiments of troops in just one afternoon of fighting.

The positional warfare system that was once proud of was completely worthless under a large number of artillery shells.

In fact, Nishihara Issaku also thought about retreating, but after weighing the pros and cons, he gave up the idea of ​​running away.

Not to mention whether Okamura Neiji and Amakasu Shigetaro would send him to a military court, the Eighth Route Army would definitely not let go of the fat piece of meat of the cavalry group easily.

I have already gotten into the pocket set by the enemy, how could they not tie the pocket tightly?

After a moment, the old devil emphasized again with murderous intent:

"The Eighth Route Army has a saying, which is that the day belongs to the enemy, and the night belongs to us."

"Using night battles and close combat, we can fully play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, suppress the opponent's advantages and play to our own advantages. The Republic of China's air force is very strong, but as far as I know, they are not equipped with night fighters!"

"And fighting at night requires throwing a lot of flares, and I don't think the Eighth Route Army has enough stock!"

"Without those damn cannons and planes! The enemy will show his true colors! Isn't it just a bayonet fight! We locusts are never afraid!"

"Hi!" (End of this chapter)