Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 524 A plate of loose sand



Chapter 524 A plate of loose sand

This shell from the Type 59 modified not only destroyed half of the south gate of Taiyuan City, but also stunned the Japanese who were fleeing in panic.

In order to delay the speed of the independent regiment's attack, the Japanese high-ranking officials had arranged more than a division of troops to be dispersed in Taiyuan City to fight street battles, but they did not expect that the independent regiment would catch up so quickly.

After half of the city gate was blown down, the collapsed bricks and wood just blocked the city gate, which made the retreating Japanese troops stuck at the city gate.

As luck would have it, the car that Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko was riding in was the first one to be stopped.

The Japanese driver slammed on the brakes the moment the shell fell, causing Prince Asaka Naruhiko to lean forward and hit the front seat due to inertia, almost breaking his cervical vertebrae.

The word "Baga" was stuck in Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko's throat, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

But this is obviously not the time to curse, because a sharp knife is already at its buttocks. It is more important to escape now than to vent emotions.

The retreating Japanese troops, which had originally formed a whole, were directly split into two by this cannon. Okamura Neiji and Shinozuka Yoshio, the two Japanese soldiers who led the way, successfully escaped from the city gate, leaving Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko stuck inside the city gate.

I don't know whether to say that it is a good thing to be cautious, or that this guy is unlucky.

"Hurry, repair it as soon as possible and make sure to open up an escape route as soon as possible."

Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko was already a little crazy. He was only one step away from escaping from Taiyuan City, but this step seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Li Yunlong saw from a distance that the Japanese troops were directly divided by this artillery fire, and he became excited instantly.

Old Li has not studied Sun Tzu's Art of War, but he is very familiar with the opera lines. The timing of this shot was very clever, attacking the enemy when they were halfway across the river.

Old Li would never let go of such a rare opportunity. He ordered the entire first battalion to complete the attack on the Japanese at all costs while the Japanese were separated.

At the same time, the two Type 59 modified tanks leading the way were also very powerful. After seeing that his first shot was effective, the commander quickly arranged for a second round of artillery fire.

At this time, the target was quite clear. One was the city gate that had collapsed halfway, and the other was the Japanese soldiers gathered in a group under the city gate. No matter which one was hit, it would be considered a successful hit.

Boom, boom.

The second round of two shells continued to bombard the city gate, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Because they were moving, their accuracy was not very good, but even so, a series of broken bricks and rocks were still blown off from the city wall. These rocks not only blocked the city gate even more severely, but many of them also pierced through the bodies of many evil devils like scattered shrapnel.

Prince Asaka Naruhiko was lucky enough as his personal guards pulled it away and he avoided being pierced by rocks and shrapnel.

The rocks hit the car, making a crackling sound.

These noises made Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko's scalp tingle. He couldn't imagine that if he had been there just now, he would probably have become a torn sack now.

The explosions continued.

For the soldiers of the independent regiment's cavalry battalion on the two Type 59 modified tanks, now is the time to test their daily training level.

When fully loaded, it was loaded with 34 shells, and it was using its weight and horsepower to crush the Japanese all the way, without having fired a single shot before.

Now these two tank crews are needed to fire all their ammunition and artillery fire as quickly as possible, as this will be a rare opportunity to block the enemy's attack.

Prince Asaka Naruhiko and his personal guards hid under the car, enduring the tingling scalp as they were bombarded with shells one after another.

It's not that the Japs didn't try to organize a counterattack, but all they had at the moment were the Type 92 infantry guns and mortars, especially the latter, whose explosive effectiveness was as ridiculous as the Japs' height.

Two tanks bombed a large number of Japanese troops who were fleeing, and they were helpless and could only watch themselves being blown to death.

Just like how the Japanese drove their tiny tanks to bully ordinary Chinese soldiers before, now these two tanks just stood there and fired, looking extremely arrogant.

Perhaps Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko was really lucky. After dozens of artillery shells, the wall of the south gate of Taiyuan City was almost blown into a pile of rubble, but this bastard managed to hide under the car and was unharmed.

It was not until several Japanese soldiers dug up the loose soil covering the car that they pulled him out from under the car.

"Your Highness, the situation is extremely critical. It looks like the Eighth Route Army is determined to keep us here. To be on the safe side, would you like to change clothes with me? We will get you out first."

Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko's personal guards escorted it to a relatively safe place and said anxiously.

It was a little hesitant. After all, he was a prince. The previous choice to abandon the city and flee was actually a bit stressful for it. It had just hid under the car without caring about its dignity, and now it had to change into soldiers' clothes to escape. This was really like rubbing the devil's face against the ground repeatedly.

There is no decency at all.

However, the Japanese were not a people with a sense of justice. After a moment of hesitation, Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko hurriedly grabbed a Japanese soldier and ordered him to change clothes with him.

Sure enough, the Japs’ bottom line is that they have no bottom line.

After all, in the eyes of Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko, how could the lives of ordinary Japanese soldiers be compared with that of a prince like himself? Being able to be his substitute, or even die for him, was already an honor for him.

Just when Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko was changing his clothes, Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao came for a surprise attack. When the soldiers who were traveling with him heard that they were going to capture the Japanese uncle Tianhuang this time, they all shouted and were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Old Li, who always liked to lead the charge, simply couldn't suppress this group of already very excited independent regiment soldiers. They all rushed forward, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Such a team's combat effectiveness and fighting will have reached the peak. At least at this time on the Chinese battlefield, no one can match it.

On one side was the independent regiment whose morale and equipment had reached their peak, and on the other side was the Japanese army that had suffered successive defeats and now lacked leadership. The difference in quality was obvious.

Therefore, the Japanese were simply unable to resist the charge of the independent regiment.

It collapses at the first touch.

The situation at that moment was simply one-sided, with overwhelming force and unstoppable force.

Some of the Japanese mid- and high-level officers who had been through many battles were distressed by the scene and said, "Damn it! More than a thousand people are chasing after our 10,000-plus locust army!

Where is your Bushido spirit?

Where is your locust spirit?"

They also tried to prepare their troops to meet the attack of the independent regiment, but all this was in vain.

A group of frightened Japanese soldiers could not be organized no matter what.


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