Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Chapter 116: Limited Culture, What a Fuckin’ Joy

Gu Shoufu didn't dare.

He didn't dare to run, and his hesitation gave the independent regiment enough time.

As the artillery fired the last shell.

The tanks that had arrived at the attacking position long ago rushed out, and on both sides of them, the anti-aircraft machine guns that served as cover were all aimed at the Japanese defense positions directly in front.

Not long after the tanks passed, the four battalions of the independent regiment, which served as the offensive force, followed behind the tanks and advanced forward.

A single battle decides the outcome of a battle. This time Zhou Weiguo was not at the regiment headquarters, but personally drove a tank as a vanguard.

A general is the soul of the soldiers. Zhou Weiguo knew very well that if he hid behind the scenes in this battle, everyone might be dissatisfied. He decided to go up himself. When Fang Shengli saw Zhou Weiguo going up, he, who could not drive a tank, became an anti-aircraft machine gunner and followed Zhou Weiguo to protect him.

Boom! The tanks roared.

The Japanese troops on the front line, who were bombed so hard that they could not even raise their heads, did not quite understand the situation.

This deafening sound, where did it come from?

Some soldiers shook their heads, trying to figure out where the sound came from, and they all looked outside.

The dust raised by the explosion of the shells had not yet completely dissipated, and the dust blocked their vision.

They just felt something coming from the front, but couldn't tell what it was.

A squadron leader slapped his head hard, then used a telescope to observe where the noise was loudest.

Suddenly, a gun barrel appeared in the field of view of the telescope.

As the gun barrel appeared, he suddenly saw a British tank with the flag of the Nanjing Army flying on top, driving towards him recklessly.

Boom... The tank started to move. A shell exploded not far from him. He turned his head to take a look, then looked over again.

More than a dozen tanks, distributed in a fan shape, came over unscrupulously, and behind these tanks were trucks with steel plates installed on them. There seemed to be machine guns mounted on the tops of the trucks.

"Enemy tanks. Quick, intercept them."

The remaining machine gun positions pointed their machine guns at the tanks, venting their panic and anger in panic, but within a moment of them pulling the trigger, the anti-aircraft machine guns directly destroyed them.

Fang Shengli raised the anti-aircraft machine gun slightly, so that the destructive power could also be used to deal with the rear.

Just as the tanks were about to approach the front line, the artillery, which had been ordered to advance, launched another artillery attack on the next area.

This is what Zhou Weiguo meant. The artillery is not static. After finishing the bombardment in one place, it will quickly move to another place and use artillery fire to intercept the opponent's troops who want to come to assist.

After all, the other side is a brigade. It is impossible to eat them all in one go. The only thing we can do is to try to divide them up and eat them. As for the part that runs away, there is nothing we can do about it.

The artillery was set up, and after a slight adjustment of the area, it once again deployed its position and launched artillery fire at the Japanese army.

Tani Hisao, who was already frightened by the tanks and stood stupidly in the bunker observing the situation, was instantly frightened by the enemy's artillery fire and almost cursed.

After receiving the report that the enemy used more than a dozen tanks to attack, he did not believe it at first, but when he saw that those things were like monsters with bared fangs, he immediately mobilized a squadron of troops to assist the front-line soldiers in consolidating the defense line.

However, this force was covered by the enemy's artillery while advancing.

He really couldn't believe how many troops were left in that squadron after such intensive bombardment.

Compared with these, Tani Hisao was more worried about whether the troops on the front line could still withstand the enemy's attack after the enemy blocked his support route with artillery shells.

Unable to see the situation ahead clearly, Tani Hisao was so angry that he threw the telescope to the ground and yelled: "Our Special High Technology Department is full of shit."

The chief of staff standing by was also very angry.

He agreed with what the division commander said, that those people in the Special High Technology Department were simply shit eaters.

How did the other side suddenly gather more than a dozen tanks? Why is there no news from this side? Also, the attacking force is obviously the Central Army. Aren't these the Sichuan Army?

How did they suddenly become the Central Army? Where did they come from?

A series of questions flashed through the chief of staff's mind like a movie.

Finally, he gave up and joined Tani Hisao in the insults.

Perhaps, everything started from last night. They have already been adjusting the deployment here. In the dark night, who can know what they have done.

"Your Excellency the division commander. I'm afraid we should evacuate." The chief of staff came up to Tani Hisao, took a deep breath and expressed his opinion.

I'm afraid we won't be able to stop the enemy for long. The enemy tanks have machine guns mounted on them, and any soldier who dares to rush up to blow them up will be mercilessly shot by the machine guns and the infantry following behind.

They can't hold out for long. Now, they can only take advantage of the stalemate in front and quickly evacuate to the back, otherwise they will launch a second wave of attack immediately after eliminating the soldiers on the front line.

Without heavy weapons, the enemy's tanks will be indestructible.

Tutu... Tutu...

After the tanks entered the front line, the soldiers of the first battalion quickly dispersed from behind the tanks.

The machine gunners immediately set up their machine guns to cover the infantry's attack. Mortars were set up shortly afterwards and fired at the Japanese troops in the distance.

After the first battalion dispersed, the second, third and fourth battalions did not disperse. Instead, they made a detour to the side under the cover of several tanks and anti-aircraft machine guns. They had to quickly pass the artillery bombing area and appear on the enemy's side.

In other words, their main purpose was to make the Japanese army evacuate quickly when they realized they were being attacked from both sides, without caring about the supplies and equipment they brought with them.

After the first battalion went up, a division of the Sichuan Army also issued an order to attack. These Sichuan Army soldiers, wearing straw sandals and carrying simple equipment, were led by officers.

One by one, they shouted "Ge Laozi, Ge Laozi" and quickly followed the independent regiment to attack, while another part also followed behind the main force of the independent regiment, howling and beating the fallen dog.

"Okay, let's go up." General Yu saw the situation clearly in the bunker, patted his thigh, and then his eyes fell on the air force still hovering in the air to provide cover.

From the beginning of the battle, they dived from time to time to straf the Japanese army, then climbed, turned, and continued to straf the Japanese army.

He watched for a long moment, then walked out of the trench.

Full of high spirits, he put his hands on his hips and looked at the battlefield where the shouts and cries of killing were deafening. He really wanted to recite a poem.

But due to the limited culture, pointing forward is unable to express the magnificent thoughts in my heart.

After a long while, he spit out a mouthful of cigarette smoke, looked forward and yelled, "Fuck it, this is fucking great."