The plum rainy season in 1941 came particularly early. A few days ago, there was a heavy rain. Before the rain could be dried, it started to drizzle again this morning.

On the hill filled with smoke, a large group of Japanese soldiers in tea-brown uniforms bent over with rifles and approached ahead under the command of the officers. The explosion told them that there was a bloody battle ahead.

The Japanese soldiers were already short, and the lower height limit of the recruitment was only 1.5 meters. According to this standard, they could even buy half a ticket when taking the train in China. In addition, they tried to bend down to lower their height, making these Japanese soldiers look like yellow-brown tombs moving in the wilderness.

This unit is the third battalion of the 100th Japanese Army Regiment. It was ordered to reinforce the front positions. For this reason, they also carried two 47mm anti-war chariot cannons, and are now moving towards the position with difficulty.

The first-type anti-tank cannon is the latest type of artillery just developed by the Japanese Army this year. Its prototype is the Soviet army's 45mm anti-tank cannon.

Before this, the main anti-chariot weapon of the Japanese army was a model of German PAK37 war defense gun, and the Japanese named it the Type 94 37mm anti-tank gun.

Originally, in the eyes of the Japanese Army, the performance of the Type 94 37mm war defense gun was enough, but in the Battle of Nomenkan in May 2019, the arrogant Japanese army was pressed to the ground by the torrent of steel led by Zhukov. The Japanese army, who were used to being the king of Asia, realized how far the gap was between them and the world-class army, which led to the birth of a style of anti-war chariot gun.

More than 20 soldiers struggled to push the 800-kilogram anti-war chariot gun out of the shell crater, which was the only two combat defense guns in the 100th Regiment.

"Pass it down, don't make a sound!" Chinei Zheng Nakasa, who was carrying the commanding knife, turned his head and ordered, and then carried the boots weighing several kilograms and took a difficult step. Chinei Zheng was the captain of the third brigade of the 100th corps. In order to avoid the Chinese planes and artillery fire, he gave up his right to ride a horse and trekked on the wet position as hard as ordinary soldiers.

However, because the position was extremely wet and the wet mud was covered with military boots, the pool, which seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, was very upset, and even thought of taking off the boots and walking barefoot.

"I hope the front position is still supporting it!"

Chi Naizai followed the middle of the team while panting, praying in his heart that if the position ahead was lost, the 100th registrar would be surrounded by the enemy and would become a living target of the Chinese artillery fire.

Just when he was worried, the dense explosions and machine gun shooting from the north made Chiuchi feel a little relieved, which at least proved that the positions ahead were still fighting.

At this time, a small and exquisite plane passed by them, tilted slightly, as if confirming something, and then flew away.

Although the plane did not drop bombs or fire, a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in Chi Nai's heart. If he hadn't taken this almost unarmed plane half a month ago, he wouldn't think so now.

Because not only him, many officers of the 9th Brigade and the 37th Division knew that this small, delicate and seemingly harmless small aircraft was the artillery school and reconnaissance aircraft of the Liantai Militia, and was specially used to correct artillery bullet points and communications for artillery.

Sure enough, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the air dozens of seconds later, and Chi Neizheng's face turned pale in an instant, and the shells were indeed coming to him and his group.

"Let's go down! Late down!"

The officers shouted in the silent wilderness, and the Japanese soldiers who were advancing with their cats fell to the ground by the way dogs ate mud.

"Boom!" As the moment he was lying down, the rain of bullets fell. The pool that pressed his body tightly to the ground could feel the vibration of the earth and the choking smoke. The shells became denser, and shrapnel and broken limbs were constantly flying.

I don't know how long it took, the shelling stopped.

Chi Neizheng then struggled to stand up from the ground, shook off the mud all over his body, grabbed the sight glass on his chest and looked into the distance. Not far away, the square outline of the chariot could be seen. His heart immediately sank when he saw this.

Since the Chinese chariots appeared here, it proved that the front positions had been lost and their reinforcements were meaningless.

He shouted loudly: "Charge...Chinese tank!"

"Fortify on site! Prepare for combat! Try to use the crater to conceal the cannon position!"

As the order was issued, thousands of soldiers from the Third Battalion were laid out on site, and the craters everywhere became their best cover.

The war defense artillery team is striving to wield the engineer shovel to modify the craters so that the first-style war defense artillery cannons are hidden in it. What is the difference between the first-style war defense artillery and the original 94 war defense artillery? That is, compared with the 94 war defense artillery, the first-style war defense artillery is more than 400 kilograms heavier than the former and is much higher in height.

With the efforts of everyone, the gunners quickly built a relatively hidden gun position using the crater, and then quickly pushed the war defense gun into the gun position, put the ammunition box next to the gun stand, and removed the war defense gun barrel of the upper armor guard to stick to the ground. If you are not careful, you will not find its existence.

Soon, the gunman loaded a 47mm piercing bomb into the gun bore and began to adjust the mechanical watch scale.

"Report that the Chinese chariot troops are moving in the shape of "一"." The observer reported loudly.

"Yaxi!" The gunman with the hat brim facing back used the directional aircraft and the high and low aircraft to continuously adjust the artillery, and then pulled the gun bolt's right hand and pulled it backwards.

"Bang!"

The 47mm war defense shell rushed out of the muzzle instantly.

Lu Xianping, who had just jumped out of the tank's turret, held a 98K rifle in both hands, followed a No. 4 tank with a waist and glanced around him vigilantly. Taking a tank in a pothole-mud terrain is definitely a physical job, and there is a danger of being thrown off at any time.

Suddenly, a bobcat-style reconnaissance tank ahead was hit by a shell, and a stream of black smoke emerged from the open command tower.

"Not good... there are anti-tank guns from the Japanese ahead!"

"Come out quickly and save the brothers in the tank!"

The shouts of several officers sounded in the team, and at this moment, another shell hit the No. 4 tank in front of Lu Xianping.

The whistling shell hit the front armor of the No. 4 tank, making a harsh metal impact. The loud sound made Lu Xianping feel dizzy in his head.

Fortunately, the armor of the No. 4 tank is much thicker than that of the Bobcat Reconnaissance Tank, and this shell did not penetrate the front armor of the No. 4 tank.

But even so, the sudden attack caused the team to fall into tension.

"Damn it, why are you stupid birds still standing there? Hurry up and hide!"

"Little Shandong, why are you still stupid? You usually brag. Even if a mosquito flies past you, you can tell the male and female? Now that you have such a big shell, you can't see where it came from?"

The roaring sound of thunder tigers on his face sounded behind him.
Chapter completed!