Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated Chapter 370

At five o'clock in the afternoon on December 3, 1941, Daixian battlefield.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region successfully overcame the enemy's first line of defense.

Under Commander Yang's arrangements, troops at all levels continued to advance toward the second line of defense in the north without the prestige of victory.

The headquarters chose to proceed steadily, clearing the current positions before attacking to prevent unnecessary losses due to some negligence.

As the saying goes, sharpening the knife will not waste time chopping wood.

There is never a shortage of desperadoes in the Japanese army. No one knows whether they are squatting in a dark corner, waiting for an opportunity to launch a suicide attack.

What's more, the existence of the third tank battalion greatly increases the breakthrough value of the troops.

Even if the soldiers rest for an hour, they can complete the tasks assigned by their superiors on time and with high quality and quantity.

In a relatively hidden attack position, a middle-aged man holding repair tools and covered in engine oil said:

“Let's work together, the problem of the track has been completely solved. Fortunately, the little devil did not lay any mines. If something happened to the road wheel of this vehicle, your crew will probably have to leave the battlefield.”

“Everyone must be careful in the next battle and never become blindly confident just because of a victory.”

“The enemy knows that we are equipped with tanks, so they will definitely come up with corresponding plans. The troops stationed in Mongolia have light tanks or even medium tanks, and there may be a fierce battle to be fought.”

The person speaking now is Battalion Commander Liu of the 3rd Tank Battalion.

As a battalion-level cadre of the Eighth Route Army's first armored unit, he was not only a veteran who had climbed snowy mountains and walked through grasslands, but also an intellectual with a high school degree before joining the army.

We mentioned before that even in the most difficult and fruit-blocked days, the border area always remained highly sensitive to new equipment and tactics.

It is precisely because of the above background that the motorcycle school that gave birth to the first batch of aviation talents and armor talents came into being.

Before the Yellow River returned to the border area, the school's hardware was very poor, with only a few trucks captured from the enemy. These three-step, one-breath old antiques often break down, forcing comrades to develop solid repair skills.

In a sense, the members of the tank regiment are no different from the real-life Anton Star Superman. Each person can fight and repair at the same time.

At this level, in a certain 7+ coloring game, the last thing you need is a maintenance support company with more and more inventory equipment.

　　Liu Yingchang was among the first batch of outstanding students in the school.

Originally, he wanted to join the 1st Air Division, but his superiors, considering the future armored force, advised him to wait patiently for a while.

Of course, a teacher who can teach such outstanding students must not be an ordinary person. That is Commander Xu, who graduated from Oriental Labor University and is currently in charge of transportation, air defense, and garrison in the border area!

Hearing his battalion commander's instructions, the surrounding vehicle commanders nodded.

At the same time, a correspondent came to the attack position of the third battalion, and then saluted and said:

“Battle Commander Liu, Commander Yang asked me to inform you that the next round of attack will start in five minutes. Please be ready for battle!”

“Okay! Got it!”

In general, compared with the previous operations, the second round of offensive in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region did not make many changes.

The first unit to take action is naturally the artillery.

At the beginning of the battle, nearly a hundred barrel guns of various calibers roared wantonly at the enemy's position, fully explaining what it means to question, understand and become.

With the vision and feedback provided by the artillery school shooting machine, a series of artillery shells were like hail with eyes, once again overturning the fortifications prepared by the Japanese.

After the fire preparations were completed, the 108 Cicadas of the third tank battalion were immediately dispatched, followed by infantrymen who fought in coordination.

In response to the problems that occurred in the previous battle, Battalion Commander Liu obviously learned lessons and made adjustments.

Before the shelling just started, he specifically asked the headquarters artillery brigade to help open an attack channel with artillery shells. Everything is to prevent the Japanese from committing suicide attacks and possible landmines.

Similarly, with the experience of breaking through the first line of defense, the coordinated operations between infantry and tanks have become more tacit to the naked eye.

The reason why these comrades were able to form combat effectiveness within half a year is because most of them had participated in exercises held by motorcycle schools in the early years.

Although there were no armored vehicles at that time, Principal Xu came up with a temporary emergency plan.

Under his instruction, the trainees covered the truck with a green sheet, and then installed fake guns and cannons to simulate tanks to practice tactical formations.

In this way, everyone in the motorcycle school can not only try infantry-tank coordination, but also cooperate with the Anti-Tank Army in anti-tank exercises.

After the troops got the Cicada tank, these soldiers with good foundation immediately returned to their old profession, and naturally formed a good combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

What's more, actual combat is as important as simulation training. With the experience of breaking through the first line of defense, the comrades' breakthrough value has risen to another level.

Looking at the domineering tanks, Kazuo Ishizuka clenched his fists unwillingly. Before the war, he scattered a large number of landmines on the second line of defense, but now almost all of them were detonated by the Eighth Route Army's artillery shells.

Seeing that the first wave of offensive was broken, the old devil could only order his commandos to take action.

"Four brigades come with me! Don't think about leaving any remaining strength, we only have one chance to launch an attack!"

“The time has come to be loyal to His Majesty the Locust! Long live Japan!”

Hearing this, the soldiers of the Motorized Infantry Regiment were all excited. After taking the medicine, they could no longer restrain their desires.

The first to bear the brunt were the machine guns on the frontal positions.

After receiving the order, dozens of crooked guns opened fire immediately. The bullet hit the main armor of the Cicada, making a metal collision sound like fried beans.

These people are almost composed of infantry brigade sent by the independent mixed second brigade. Their purpose is simple, simply to attract the attention of the tank and suppress the infantry around it to the rear.

In fact, to put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder.

After all, you can't expect to hit the front of the Cicada with a crooked stick. Even if the 25mm armor is thin, it is not something that a light machine gun can touch.

When the tanks of the Eighth Route Army began to use their 37-gun cannon to clear out the machine gun positions on the second line of defense, the Type 92 heavy machine guns placed on the flanks opened fire one after another.

Although the Japs have less than twenty heavy machine guns, they can rely on their positional advantages to directly use firepower to disperse or attack the infantry behind the tanks, leaving the frontmost tanks isolated and helpless.

“What a black card! Onboard!”

The slogan of charge sounded, and the assault operation of the Motorized Infantry Regiment officially began.

Each squad leader first used a grenade to launch or manually threw a Taisho 11-year-old smoke grenade. Only by first blocking the tank crew's field of vision with smoke can they gain an attack window for others.

Otherwise, more than a hundred coaxial machine guns and 37-gun grenades alone would give them a drink.

As a large amount of smoke appeared, the death squads wearing plaster flags rushed towards the Cicada tank madly.

　　The explosive weapons in the hands of the Japanese are also diverse. In addition to the clustered Type 98 grenades, there are also white phosphorus arson grenades, Type 99 mixed fuel arson bottles, and Type 99 magnetic anti-tank grenades.

If the conditions are a little worse, just charge with explosive packs or earthen Molotov cocktails.

The battle became intense as soon as it began.

It is true that as Kazuo Ishizuka said, although the Eighth Route Army's armored forces are well-trained, they have a serious lack of actual combat experience.

Even if the third tank battalion and the coordinated infantry sum up their experience and make improvements in time, training is always training, and the real actual combat is only the second time for them.

Facing the ice shooters who had been repeatedly brainwashed and drugged, the leading troops of the third battalion broke into the position and fell into a bitter battle. In just half an hour, several vehicle crews were forced to withdraw from the battle.

The suicide squads who jumped out of trenches, bomb craters, and even corpses were unable to defend themselves. Under the cover of smoke bombs, they attacked the Cicada's flanks from the left and right sides.

Whenever there is a chance to get close, cluster grenades and magnetic anti-tank grenades are thrown towards the side armor, and incendiary weapons such as Molotov cocktails are used to attack the vents.

These Japanese soldiers are not willing to fight, and they even do not observe the effects after the operation. A layman can tell that they are well prepared.

Of course, the third tank battalion and the cooperating infantry were not fools. Battalion Commander Liu, who was responsible for commanding the attack on the front line, quickly found a way to deal with it.

You have your human sea assault, and I have my superior firepower.

When the number of artillery shells exceeds the number of enemy heads, many problems will naturally be solved.

Without saying a word, the soldiers called the artillery in the rear and asked the brother troops to launch a barrage with 75 Miss and 105 grenade.

As for those fire points that survived, the Third Battalion will quickly eliminate them once discovered. It couldn't be easier to deal with these things with direct-fire tank guns.

As for places where there may be enemies, such as trenches, bomb craters or piles of corpses, it doesn't matter if there is anyone who can let the infantry bombard them with 50 rounds for a few rounds first.

After determining the firepower-opening strategy, the casualties of the Motorized Infantry Regiment surged.

Although a very small number of death squads still broke through the defense line, this loss was completely within the range that Battalion Commander Liu could bear. (End of chapter)

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