Thanks to the rewards of several classmates from Patrick6 for the accumulation of flows, the sky is high and the clouds are low!

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"Col. We were ambushed by the Japanese army!" Colonel Gail received such a report.

"Do you think I'm deaf or blind?" Gale replied angrily: "I can hear the gunshots. What I need to know is the enemy's strength and location!"

"It's too dark to see clearly!" The British officer looked around and replied: "It's everywhere, we're surrounded!"

"Colin!" At this time, the communications soldier reported: "After receiving a call from Lieutenant Burke, there were Japanese troops everywhere on the other end of the bridge, with at least one thousand people!"

This confirmed the enemy situation, and with the flying bullets and shells everywhere, Gail knew that the situation was not good.

"Blast the iron bridge now!" Gail gave the first order.

"The iron bridge has been blown up!" The correspondent replied: "But Lieutenant Burke said that the Japanese could cross the river, and crossing the river was a big sigh... It only took more than half an hour."

"Start up and break out of the encirclement!" Gail gave the second order.

"College!" The communications soldier increased the volume to the sound of cannons and replied: "Several tanks and cars in front collided with each other, blocking the road, making it difficult to clear in a short period of time!"

"That's a fucking hell!" Colonel Gale couldn't help but curse.

"Col. Give the order!" The British officer said in a panic: "It only takes more than half an hour for the Japanese to cross the river, and then we will have all the troops wiped out!"

Colonel Gale gritted his teeth and gave the third order: "Give up the tanks and vehicles and break through on foot!"

So in less than twenty minutes, the British retreated completely, leaving only a large number of tanks, armored vehicles, and cars filled with supplies piled up on the road. The British escaped in such a hurry that they didn't even have the intention to blow it up.

"It's a big deal now!" Zhang Chi and the soldiers stared blankly at these things on the road.

"What are the things about the British guy?" Xiao Zhejiang couldn't figure it out. He looked at the British soldiers who fled in a panic and said disappointedly: "I thought they could defeat the Japanese. This shot scared them..."

Zhang Chi felt that it was understandable that the military management concepts of the United States, Britain and other countries were different from those of China. China's equipment was more important than human life. This was determined by China's lack of equipment, so it was emphasized that "the gun is there, and the gun is there when the gun is there when the person is dead."

For countries such as the United States and Britain, what they lack is not equipment but people, so on the battlefield, they mainly focus on saving lives, or humanity or something.

This concept of military governance cannot be clearly explained by whether it is good or bad.

To say it is OK, it is indeed a lot of vitality preserved under certain extreme conditions.

Just like now, the tank was blocked on the road and could not move, and the Japanese surrounded it from behind. If they delayed, it was very likely that the tank could not be saved or the people, so giving up the tank to save the soldiers' lives seemed to be the right choice.

It's not good to say it is, on the battlefield, it often causes the army to collapse or lose its combat effectiveness due to misjudgment, or it can be said that it cannot persist until the end in order to save the lives of soldiers.

For example, now, the troops sent by the Japanese army to intercept have not had time to enter the designated position and the number of people is not large, and the firepower is not strong. The British armored regiment has every time to clear the obstacles as fast as possible and then the firepower and protection of the tanks break out of the encirclement, but the British army made another choice.

"Platform leader, what should I do now?" asked a fellow villager.

"Let's retreat quickly!" The hooligan who found that the situation had changed and rushed back happily suggested: "Anyway, our mission of bombing the bridge has been completed now. There are so many Japanese on the other side, and it will be too late if we don't retreat!"

The gangster's proposal can be said to be exactly what Zhang Chi wants. In fact, when Zhang Chi heard the gunshot, he knew that the Japanese were really coming, and his legs were weak and he wanted to escape.

But the old squad leader interrupted at this time, "Retreat? Where to retreat? Listen to the gunshot..."

Zhang Chi originally didn't understand the old squad leader's meaning, but when he heard the gunshots carefully, he understood: there were gunshots all around, and even the direction of the British withdrawal, which means they were really surrounded by the Japanese army.

The old squad leader was right. The Japanese army, who was responsible for intercepting the two squadrons of the British Armored Regiment, saw the signal flares when they heard the gunshots, stopped moving forward in seclusion and inserted into the highway at the fastest speed. However, because the British army fled too fast, they could not even catch up, so they could only set off guns in the back.

"Let's rush out with the British!" the fellow countryman suggested.

"It's simple!" The old squad leader raised his head: "If you want to follow me just now, it's already dark now. If we keep up like this, we will probably be sieve the Japanese who are chasing me!"

What the old squad leader said makes sense, because at least the appearance of the Chinese looks no different from the Japanese, even the colors and styles of military uniforms are similar, and the British are like frightened birds... When chasing them at this time, it is no different from seeking death.

"Then...what should I do?" Xiao Zhejiang said anxiously: "It's impossible to wait for death here!"

"Plane leader? Give an order, what should I do?" The gangster kicked the ball to Zhang Chi at the right time.

The hooligan was trying some thoughts. He didn't think that Zhang Chi was a qualified platoon leader, but now he just pushed all the problems to Zhang Chi... Zhang Chi was the best way to come up with, but he couldn't figure out a way, at least it could prove that the hooligan's view of Zhang Chi was correct.

But, is this really important?

If you can't go out alive, what's the point of who is right and who is wrong?!

At this time, Zhang Chi had no idea. He wanted to put a pair of wings on his own and flew out, but this was just a wish. The reality was that he and his thirty brothers were trapped here, with interceptions in front and pursuers behind, and it seemed that there was only one way to die here.

Suddenly, Zhang Chi saw a large number of tanks and ammunition trucks thrown away by the British man on the road, so he had an idea and asked, "Who can drive a tank?"

"I can."

"How can I!"

"I've been a gunner!"

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Several soldiers raised their hands.

Zhang Chi was quite surprised. He originally thought that his soldiers were all from the engineering regiments, and it would be almost enough to build fortifications and mines. If he could drive tanks... it would be a bit difficult.

But what Zhang Chi didn't know was... The 200th Division was the only mechanized division of the National Army, and basically all the tanks were concentrated in this division.

In order to select the best tank players, a considerable number of people in the division were trained to drive tanks, and then selected the best from the best to eliminate them. Some of those who were eliminated were later incorporated into the Engineer Regiment.

It is said that there is another advantage in doing this, that is, there are many spare tank crew members in the division. If any tank crew member is injured, it is easy to find a substitute in the division.

"Platform leader!" said the old squad leader in confusion: "Even if we can drive, we can't drive away!"

The old squad leader pointed out that two tanks were blocked on this end of the road, and the bridge on the other end was blown off again, so these tanks and equipment could not go anywhere, and it seemed that they had to wait for the Japanese army to take it over.

"I didn't want to drive them away!" Zhang Chi replied.

"Oh!" said the fellow villager: "The platoon leader asked us to drive a tank to fight against the Japanese devils!"

"I don't want to die either!" Zhang Chi replied.
Chapter completed!