"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Zhang Xiaoma was not awakened by these explosions, but by the continuous vibrations of the ground.

Zhang Xiaoma opened his eyes and saw a militia holding a bag. He rushed forward less than three meters to his left, but was hit by several bullets almost at the same time. The militia was beaten upside down and fell heavily to the ground, and also fell into this dry ditch...

The militia soldier tilted his head and happened to see Zhang Xiaoma who looked up. The two looked at each other. The militia soldier who was vomiting blood didn't know what he was trying to say, but he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then, he looked at Zhang Xiaoma like this, and the fire of life in his eyes gradually extinguished...

The militiaman is named Zhang Machao. He is Zhang Xiaoma's cousin and a playmate who grew up together since childhood. The relationship between the two is even better than that of their own brothers.

Seeing his cousin dying in front of him, Zhang Xiaoma wanted to scream in grief and anger, but he was about to open his mouth when a shell exploded not far away. With a loud "boom", Zhang Xiaoma forced her back to what she was about to shout.

Zhang Xiaoma quickly crawled towards her cousin while wiping her tears.

Climbing to my cousin's side, putting his left index finger tremblingly in front of my cousin's nose, he finally made sure that his cousin's sacrifice. Zhang Xiaoma bit his teeth and grabbed his cousin's clothes with one hand and digging the soil with the other.

The grief and anger in his chest made Zhang Xiaoma feel like he was about to explode, and he had nowhere to vent and could not cry. He was ashamed of his powerlessness...

Under the impact of this complex mood and the aura of grief and anger, suddenly! Zhang Xiaoma's eyes, which were covered by tears, saw a blurred blood red and a little white.

Looking calmly, it turned out that it was my cousin's right armpit, and it was still tightly clamping the bag that was mostly infected by my cousin's blood.

Zhang Xiaoma glanced at the bag, then looked at his cousin's face, and his expression gradually became solemn. Finally, he grabbed the bag and checked it. After the bag was not a problem, he stretched out his right hand and trembled to close his eyes for his cousin. However, when he saw his right hand was about to reach his cousin's face, he thought of something, retracted his hand, with a ferocious expression, and gritted his teeth and said to his cousin in a deep voice: "Cousin, you are just lying here, look at it with wide eyes, brother to avenge you. You are a good person, brother, I am not a coward, and I will never embarrass our Zhang family!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaoma shone with tears, turned around and sat upright, and secretly looked in the direction the Japanese attacked.

In the battle to attack Sanqiao County, because the assault regiment had never appeared, the Japanese thought the assault regiment had no such thing as the assault regiment, so they boldly used tanks and armored vehicles.

At this time, because the assault regiment was blocking very fiercely, the bullets came like pouring rain, and the Japanese infantry could only huddle behind the tanks or armored vehicles, allowing the tanks and armored vehicles to take the lead together. Interestingly, although four armored vehicles had been blown up, the Japanese saw that the place in front of them was relatively open, so they actually took the method of a powerful sub-men to line up the four armored vehicles in a row. In the middle, the only remaining tank was added. Five iron lumps were storming with tank guns and machine guns on the armored vehicles to open the road, and slowly drove forward.

Although this puts great pressure on the first camp, especially the mental pressure, it feels like a torrent slowly pressing down, almost suffocating.

However, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Zhang Xiaoma at this moment: all the Japanese infantry were huddled behind the armored vehicles, and there was no guarantee in front. In other words, as long as you see the opportunity, calculate the approximate time when the * bag fuse burns, throw the * bag from the front, and you can blow up a tank in ten, thus avenging your cousin and his comrades.

Zhang Xiaoma recalled it and confirmed again that the instructor who came to the village to train militia said that the * bag we made here usually delays only eight breaths (about six seconds, but it was not popular in many places at that time to calculate it in seconds).

After confirming the speed of the Japanese armored vehicles moving forward, Zhang Xiaoma began to raise his mind: he knew the danger of doing this, and even, he understood that at that time, if it fails, he might rush up like his cousin and die with the Japanese armored vehicles. This made him feel scared, but he had to do it... In this way, while secretly watching the Japanese armored vehicles' speed, he calculated, but his mood was very complicated, but Zhang Xiaoma had no intention of leaving, even if he felt scared.

Finally, when the third armored vehicle on the left of the Japanese was still eleven or two meters away from him, Zhang Xiaoma gritted his teeth and ignited the lead. Then, as the instructor said, he began to breathe slowly, calculating the number of breathing in his heart.

When the third armored vehicle on the left of the Japanese was four or five meters away from him, Zhang Xiaoma had already made six calm breaths. He knew that victory and defeat were in one fell swoop.

I immediately jumped up without hesitation and threw the bag over. Then, I didn't dare to see the result. I immediately turned around and threw myself into the ditch, using my hands and feet, and climbed forward like a four-legged snake, because the speed was too fast and the butt was twisting very much.

To be honest, whether it was the previous battle at the entrance of the city wall or the next battle from Xiama Street to here, whether it was the Japanese tank driver or the armored vehicle driver, they were actually frightened and very scared at all times. They even took the initiative to stop moving forward, and had to wait until the infantry drove a relatively safe road before they dared to move forward. For example, in the city muzzle battle, the Japanese armored vehicle driver saw that two tanks were blown up, so they were afraid that they would directly refuse the order to rush over, but they had to wait until the infantry took down the city walls on both sides of the city muzzle before they could pass through safely.

After fighting here from Xiama Street, the Japanese only had one tank in front of them, and four of the twelve armored vehicles were lost.

Of course, both the enemy and us understand that this is the use of geography by the people of the assault regiment, that is, the commanding heights on both sides of the street, and the width of the street is not large, so they can use *pack or cluster * to blow up tanks or armored vehicles.

Therefore, as soon as the open land in front of us is protected by infantry, and the Japanese thought the assault regiment had no *, then if the people of the assault regiment wanted to blow up the armored vehicles by relying on *bags or clusters, they had to approach. But in this situation, is it possible? Just like Zhang Machao, who was killed by them with a machine gun just now.

So, at this moment, the driver of the Japanese armored vehicles was relaxed, no! To be precise, they were afraid and afraid along the way, and didn't care much about anything else, but now they felt safe. Looking back on the fear of war just now, I felt ashamed and naturally wanted to wash away the previous shame at this time. Therefore, they were sitting in a safe armored vehicle and killing the enemy with anger, so they naturally wanted to kill more.

The driver of the third armored vehicle on the left side of the Japanese armored vehicle had this mentality, so he focused on firing the enemies on the front positions, and even enjoyed that the enemy had no choice but to hide in the armored vehicle and fired the enemies safely. He was even willing to overtake the armored vehicle slowly, not for the sake of orders, but mainly because he wanted to enjoy this feeling more.

But suddenly! He saw a few meters ahead, a man suddenly jumped out of the left side and threw a big, half red and half white thing over.

This person suddenly jumped out and scared him. What made him even more frightened was that although he just took a quick look at the half-red and half-white bag-like thing, a very fatal thing appeared in his mind - * bag!

This is mainly because he knew that the Eighth Route Army was poor and that its weapons and equipment were not as good as theirs. There were no tank stars such as anti-tank guns. He could only tie a few * together to make a cluster*, or use * bags to blow up the tanks at close range, so he just took a look and knew that it was * bags.

He shouted, and instinctively braked suddenly, trying to avoid the bag thrown under the car. However, his second reaction was to speed up and leave quickly, so he quickly moved on to the next step.

However, Zhang Xiaoma calculated the time to throw away the bag, how could he give him so much time to hide?

"boom!"

Just as the Japanese driver yelled and tried hard to drive the armored vehicle away, but before he could start, he heard a loud noise. Then, a large fire emerged from the chassis of the armored vehicle, and the armored vehicle shook... In this way, the armored vehicle, together with the ten Japanese inside, was killed in one fell swoop.

It's interesting to say that the Japanese saw that the assault regiment was very desperate to block, so they naturally didn't want their soldiers to suffer too much casualties, but they also wanted to attack the assault regiment very much. In this way, armored vehicles that have a certain degree of resistance and lethality and can transport troops were just suitable for such a battlefield environment.

At the beginning, because the commanding heights on both sides of the street were occupied by the Second Company, the Japanese also knew that at this time, the armored vehicles were not safe, so at that time, the Japanese infantry did not sit in the armored vehicles, resulting in the armored vehicles being bombed and there were no casualties from infantry.

In the relatively open area now, since the enemy has no way to use armored vehicles, in order to avoid major casualties on the road of attack, the Japanese naturally have to fill the armored vehicles. They even thought that when they use the protection of the armored vehicles to rush to the enemy's position and then throw the people in the armored vehicles into it at once, they will definitely catch the enemy off guard.

But now, Zhang Xiaoma lost his bag, and the loss was not only an armored vehicle, but also ten Japanese devils.

The most important thing is that such an explosion made the Japanese in other armored vehicles feel the same and demanded to get off the car immediately. However, because of the commander's disallowance, and they themselves vaguely felt that this might be an accident, they did not dare to disobey the military order, and could only try their best to restrain their fear and pray for peace.

However, everyone, even Zhang Xiaoma, did not expect that the Japanese armored vehicles were just a few meters away, and the Japanese infantry was behind the armored vehicles, and the surroundings were full of bullets. However, Zhang Xiaoma actually dared to kill someone to retaliate. Is he crazy?

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Chapter completed!