Chapter 67: Forced Into a Big Pit (Please Give Me Monthly Tickets!)

Just in front of the Japanese infantrymen who were only a dozen meters away from the tank.

The 17mm thick armor of the 89 tank was torn apart by the 20mm machine gun as if it was made of paper.

At least two shells left holes as big as eggs on the front armor of the 89 tank. The steel plate turned outward proved the strong kinetic energy of the machine gun shells within a distance of 500 meters.

Of course, this is just a scar on the surface. The most terrible damage is actually inside the tank.

The strong kinetic energy of the 20mm machine gun shells is enough to support the warhead to penetrate the thin steel plate and set off a bloody storm in the narrow tank cab.

The tank driver died immediately. Although a warhead that penetrated the steel plate and was severely twisted did not hit him head-on, the speed of the steel plate fragments shattered by the kinetic energy of the shells was no less than that of bullets, and almost all of them were sprayed on the front of the tank driver wearing a tank cap.

It was like being hit head-on by a sledgehammer. Although the whole head did not explode immediately, it was definitely the kind of face that suddenly had seven holes.

Seven or eight bloody holes suddenly appeared on a person's face. Not to mention at night, even in the daytime, it would scare people to death.

The death of the Japanese tank driver may not be a big sadness for other tank members. They are sweating on their foreheads and their hearts are beating like drums. How can they care about others?

But the tragedy is that the dead tank driver's foot is still on the accelerator, and the rudder is still crooked.

The Type 89 tank drew a perfect arc similar to drifting, and crashed into the ruins where the Japanese infantrymen were hiding in their hearts.

Damn you... The Japanese infantrymen cried.

Most of them reacted quickly and fled like quails in a nest at the moment the tank hit them. Except for a few unlucky ones, they basically did not become meat floss pancakes at the scene of the car accident.

However, the tank tragically revealed its weaker side armor. What was even more tragic was that the Type 89 tank was not that powerful. After hitting two walls, it broke down...

Desperate wails rang out from the tank, and the Japanese major frantically pushed open the hatch on top, trying to escape.

Unfortunately, he was still too slow.

Ten more shells whizzed in and out, making the ruins dusty. Three consecutive shells penetrated in succession. The high temperature caused by the continuous and violent friction between the shells and the steel plates instantly raised the temperature in the cockpit by more than 100 degrees.

The blood sprayed out by the tank driver who died a few seconds ago was sizzling on the steel plate of the bulkhead, and the stored tank shells also exploded.

In the eyes of the Japanese infantry, the tank that almost took them away collectively was like a volcano about to erupt in their hometown. First, thick smoke came out of the car, followed by a brilliant and earth-shaking explosion.

The explosion of dozens of 57mm tank shells even blew this 12.7-ton behemoth up to two meters above the ground, and then fell hard.

The turret full of rivets, with the Japanese major half sticking out, flew up to more than ten meters in the sky and then fell hard on the battlefield dozens of meters away.

They didn't know whether the unlucky guy would be hit by this thing because of the bad luck cover. What they knew was that the terrible explosion air wave swept several companions who had just escaped the collision between the track and the vehicle body more than ten meters away.

Seeing their silent appearance after landing, it was known that they probably didn't have to complain about the damn humid weather in Songhu, China anymore.

"Damn, where is the artillery squadron?" Toyota Hide was almost incoherent in shock and anger. "Order the artillery squadron to fire immediately and destroy the Chinese machine guns."

After a while, the combat staff answered him with some difficulty: "Captain Toyota, according to regulations, our infantry cannot fire within 200 meters of the enemy's position..."

Watching the 89 tank where Major Tokugawa was chased by two machine guns and turned into a torch, the Japanese major felt cold all over, even though the advantage seemed to be on his side.

Although the two machine guns were very powerful, tanks were not their opponents when they had enough geographical advantages, but this was not enough to affect the entire battle situation.

Half of the infantry squadron had rushed into the building, and the two infantry squadrons were also within 200 meters. If nothing unexpected happened, the battlefield would be transferred to the inside of the building in three minutes.

However, the Japanese major was still pale.

"Baga! We were fooled."

Toyota Hide finally realized that the guilt he had just felt intuitively was not without reason. Since the commander of the regiment adopted the "startle the snake" offered by Yin Teng Zhonger, the country bumpkin, the Chinese used the trick against the enemy.

The machine gun was not blown up, and there was a machine gun hidden. These were not terrible. What was terrible was that the other commander had endured it until the last two Type 89 tanks appeared before he put out the machine gun. It was clear that he wanted to kill the tank that posed the greatest threat to the warehouse building in one fell swoop.

There is no doubt that at least so far, the other side's forbearance was successful.

Watching the two machine guns that blew up a Type 89 tank chased another tank that was reversing and fleeing, Toyota Hide knew that in all likelihood, the tank would not escape.

As for the two Type 89 tanks that had already approached the warehouse 100 meters away? The Japanese major, who was quite smart, also turned around in an instant. They were all in the other's bowl, no matter whether you were going forward or backward.

What was even more tragic was that the two Type 89 tanks that were closest to the building were no threat to the machine guns on the roof, even if they wanted to disobey military orders and fire at the roof.

The key is that they can't do it!

The elevation angle of the tank turret is not like that of artillery. Due to the mechanical structure of the tank, it is already amazing to slightly raise the muzzle to hit the second floor, not to mention the height of 25 meters.

No matter how hard the machine gun fired, they could only stare blankly, and then think about how to escape.

It may be the stupidest tactic to flee the battlefield at full speed with the butt facing the machine gun. It is wise to turn the front of the car and retreat to the two wings or simply continue to move forward into the blind spot of the machine gun.

The Japanese major of course would not care about the life and death of the tank soldiers. He was obviously more worried about his two and a half infantry squadrons. If they were finished, his position as a major captain would probably be over.

It's not that the vicious commander of the regiment wants to remove him from his post, but what should he do if he has no soldiers?

However, the arrow is on the string, and it is impossible to withdraw, even if he has smelled the strong smell of conspiracy.

Captain Koizumi Reicheng, the commander of the Japanese front line, should have thought so too. He was about to order the entire army to maneuver tactically to about 150 meters away from the building and start charging at full speed when he heard the sound of machine gun shells tearing through the sky.

His face was as pale as paper and he looked back, but his vision was blocked by the ruins. But only half a minute later, a loud noise from behind him let him know that someone unlucky was hit by a machine gun.

Then, the four tanks in front were like fertilized deer, quickly turning their fronts to run wildly to the two wings, without any intention of continuing to cover the infantry.

Although he knew that their choice was right, the Japanese captain still angrily cursed the eight generations of ancestors of the group of idiots in the tank squadron. What about the Imperial Army? Did you defect to the horse manure of the navy?

However, no matter what the armored soldiers chose, the infantry had only two options, to advance or retreat.

Although Koizumi Reijo was cautious, he was not a coward. He knew very well that no matter what tricks the defenders in the warehouse were playing, one force could defeat ten skills. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were just illusions.

Therefore, the Japanese infantry column, which originally needed to maintain physical strength to move forward another 50 meters, heard a shrill long sound of the alarm. That was the horn of the charge.

The main force of the Japanese infantry entered the full-speed charge state in advance from 200 meters away.

That was the decisiveness of willing to consume a lot of physical strength and pay a higher price of casualties to attack the building in one fell swoop.

Incomparable decisiveness.

However, from the Japanese major to the Japanese captain, no one saw the coldness in the eyes of the highest Chinese commander behind the observation hole on the fourth floor of the warehouse.

After paying a huge price and even taking the huge risk of the front of the building being blown up by the Japanese army, the main force of the Japanese infantry was finally forced into the pit.