Battle of the Third Reich

When the Tajima Squad was attacked, most people were having a late lunch because the conflict with the French defenders occurred suddenly, and the Morimoto Brigade, who was scheduled to arrive at his destination and then rest and eat, had been unable to spare his time. Let the soldiers eat. ￥f,

Lieutenant Tajima, who was transferred to the rest of the team, asked Morimoto Nakasa for advice, and finally got permission to let the soldiers eat the lunch that he carried, to replenish his strength and prepare for the next battle. The remaining soldiers of the Tajima Squadron sat in a circle by the side of the road, swallowing the rice **** wrapped in rice dumplings. The side dishes were the beef Yamato that was just distributed before departure, and the canned food was all warm at this time. It's hot, not because it has been processed, but because of the local climate.

Although the losses were severe, the morale of the survivors in the squad was not affected at all. Unlike the soldiers in the Kuno squadron, the sacrifice of their comrades made the fighting spirit of these veterans more powerful. While they were eating food, they encouraged each other loudly. I also look forward to revenge to revenge my colleagues who died in battle after the rest.

Tajima and the only remaining two soldiers in the squad interrogated the three rookies who ran away, but they dared to run away. This coward was not worthy of living in this world. At the same time, Tajima also felt a little puzzled. What did the non-commissioned officers of the Kuno Squadron eat? They would sit and watch these wastes flee with their arms. Looking at the appearance of the three second-class soldiers who are not at home, Tajima began to feel that the situation seemed a little abnormal.

Will these wastes be true? The Kuno squadron has been defeated. At this time, the gunshots of the Kuno squadron are still continually sounding. It sounds that the battle is extremely fierce. What they encountered is really only a Chinese armored car ? Lieutenant Tajima decided to report this to Morimoto, and at the same time prepared to send a herald to the Juno Squadron to investigate the situation.

But before he could issue these orders, several wheeled vehicles appeared on the road, and a series of tracers flew towards the crowd of Japanese soldiers sitting beside the road. Witnessing this, Lieutenant Jingtian Island was almost stunned. These soldiers were the only bone blood left in his team. Before, he also dreamed of using these veterans as seeds to re-train a brand new force, but now these people are in His eyes were covered with holes and flesh and blood.

"Enemy attack! Report to Captain Morimoto immediately!" Tajima ordered loudly to the heralding soldier standing beside him.

"Ha!" The messenger promised to turn around and pull his leg and run.

"Concealed! Concealed!" Tajima shouted loudly at the crooked men beside the highway. At the same time, he flew into the drain on the side of the road, picked up the 11-year-old machine gun that had been erected there, and began to shoot continuously at the high-speed target.

At this time, the uninjured personnel of the Tajima squad had nowhere to put together an infantry squad, but these surviving soldiers quickly calmed down, and they searched for cover with skill. Even relying on the deceased's body to mount a rifle and launched a counterattack on the incoming armored vehicle. These people have undergone long-term rigorous training and endured numerous practical combat tests. Fighting has almost become an instinct in their bodies. This is the most crucial difference between veterans and recruits.

"Fukuda! Blow up the tree behind us and block road traffic." Tajima ordered to Futian Juncao who was lying beside him.

"Ha! Zeye, you come to take my place." Fukuda shouted at the chief of Zeye who was not far away. The latter quickly rolled over in place, succeeding Futian, who was now the deputy shooter of the machine gun.

The Japanese Army Cao Chang found two 97-type grenades from his shoulder bag. The cat walked quickly towards a tall street tree beside the highway. Tajima, who is experienced in combat, knew that it was impossible for these people to resist the attack of this mechanized force, but if he just wanted to delay the opponent's actions, the Japanese army had many effective methods. These are wheeled armored vehicles. Although they have off-road maneuverability, they are definitely not as strong as those on the road. A tree or even a shallow trench is enough to stop them from going forward. Although it is impossible to stop the opponent for how long, at least they can give themselves. Earn some valuable reaction time.

Compared with the poor performance of the Kuno Squadron. Tajima team's tactical ability can be regarded as excellent. Futian Juncao strapped two grenades to the tree with a spare leggings. After pulling out the safety latch, he hit the fuze with the handle of the saber, and then rolled into the ditch beside the road. After a roar, along with a creak of wood breaking, the sidewalk trees of thick thighs were slowly dumped on the highway, blocking the eight-meter-wide interprovincial highway.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Seeing that Fukuda had completed his mission, Tajima issued a retreat order to his subordinates, just in the moment just now, including the three frightened deserters. A total of five Japanese soldiers fell under each other's machine guns, and without the regularly built bunkers, they could not withstand this kind of firepower.

At this time, Lieutenant Tajima Kangcheng’s machine gun unit was attacked by the firepower of the armored vehicle. He and Mayor Zeye were suppressed in that ditch and could not lift their heads. Finally, there was a 95-type smoke bomb left on the last grenadier in the squad. With the cover of the smoke, Tajima and Zeye escaped from each other's intensive fire. They even carried it. That eleven-year-old light machine gun and half-box machine gun ammunition.

At this time, there were only seven officers and soldiers left in the squad together with the squad leader Tajima. The Tajima squad can be said to have been annihilated. After Lieutenant Tajima Kangcheng struggled for a while toward the brigade. Stopped and jumped into a ditch beside the road, turning back to observe the enemy's movements. Sure enough, his tactics worked, and the enemy’s armored vehicles were blocked by trees lying down in the middle of the road. The gunners on the enemy’s armored vehicles could only shoot a few tracers at his team indignantly, but the target was concealed. Under the roadbed, nothing was hurt.

"Sir, captain, the enemy was really blocked."

"It's worthy of being the leader of the team, great."

"Damn Zhina soldiers, wait for our big troops to come up and kill you all one by one." The survivors of the Tajima squad stared at the enemy on the road.

"Everyone is ready to fight and shoot! They cannot be allowed to remove obstacles, we must fight for our comrades."

Tajima ordered loudly, and then he set up a machine gun and began to shoot shortly at the armored car. This was not to kill the enemy, but to harass the enemy’s actions, forcing the opposing soldiers to dare to get out of the car and move away from the big road. tree. At this time, the wheeled armored vehicle had entered the range of the Japanese machine gun and lost the advantage of the machine gun in range. However, neither the power of the ammunition nor the amount of projection was comparable to that of the eleven-year-old crook. But this group of Japanese soldiers is obviously more experienced, and the shooting positions they choose are very tricky. Due to the depression angle of the weapon, it was difficult for the armored vehicle to effectively attack the opponent for a while, but the Japanese army could easily use the rifle and machine gun to jingle the armored vehicle's armor plate.

"Yoshi, just do it. Just like that." Tajima shouted excitedly.

"Ha! Master Captain." The soldiers agreed in unison, turning up and shooting with their rifles in the direction of the armored vehicle.

When the Tajima Squad thought that it had successfully blocked the advance of these armored vehicles, it was like a sudden emergence from the ground. A team of infantry with guns suddenly appeared on both sides of the road, and the soldiers quickly bypassed the road. After the big tree blocking the road. Three or five of them formed a small horizontal team, and the front and rear were staggered into a sparse formation, and quietly and quickly rushed in the direction of the Tajima team.

"Chinese infantry!"

"Shoot!" The soldiers in Tajima's squad immediately responded, turning their guns and firing at the infantry.

"How come the support of the brigade hasn't come!" After holding two rifles to knock down two enemy soldiers one after another, Futian Army Cao was a little stunned. These enemies were obviously well-trained soldiers, and they were all blocked after being blocked. Not panicking, but quickly dispersed into several groups, one group began to suppress shooting with themselves with machine guns, and the infantry of the other groups approached from the wings toward the back of their positions. This tactic is too familiar. If it is not different from the military uniform, he will think that it is a group of Japanese soldiers.

"Suzuki!" A sad wailing sounded, and Fukuda quickly turned around and looked around.

Suzuki, who was aiming with a rifle at the edge of the ditch, was shot in the forehead. A hole with a big fist appeared in the back of the head. The brain tissue and the medullary fluid in the head sprayed the Toyota Commander standing behind him.

"Maru Yelang!" Toyota roared to pick up his rifle, and then a bullet was shot into his eyes from his eyes. The power of the bullet was so great that it directly broke the back edge of the helmet. , Blood mixed brain squirted out of that hole.

"Be careful about concealment. The other party has a sharpshooter!" Fukuda felt a chill extend from the top of his head to his toes. The death of these two comrades in arms proved this terrible fact.

"Bullet! Hurry up to give me a bullet!" Lieutenant Tajima roared loudly, and for the first time in his bloodshot eyes there was a fearful look.

The ones on the opposite side are definitely not that army, blue-gray m35 helmets. Gray-green uniforms, high-topped leather boots, and very high-speed machine guns, these soldiers gave him a feeling of deja vu.

"God! They are the one-nation army!" Tajima was stunned by his discovery. Isn't the dress of the infantry opposite the German army that has been seen in magazines?

"How can the Dukes appear in French Indochina, why do they want to fight our army?" Tajima felt like he was going crazy. He now has a brain question to find an answer.

"Fukuda! You immediately report to the captain and the captain, fighting with us is the one-nation army!"

"How is it possible that these are not the army?"

"Why did they attack us!" the remaining Japanese soldiers in the ditch exclaimed.

"How do I know! Fukuda, go back and report it. There must be some serious misunderstandings. You must let Captain Morimoto get the news immediately." Lieutenant Tajima ordered loudly.

"Ha!" Futian nodded.

"You must persevere, wait for me to come back." Futian shouted loudly to his comrades in the ditch, and then quickly turned out of the ditch, even rolling across the road, along the roadbed on the other side of the road Run in the direction of the brigade.

"Now what should we do, Captain Master!"

At this time, only Taze and three other infantry were left beside Tajima. The soldiers were disturbed by the captain's judgment. They did not know whether they should continue to fight.

"Who brought the white cloth?" Tajima asked aloud.

"I have a clean loincloth." A soldier turned over his backpack and took out a white loincloth from the inside, which was also a standard dispensation item of the Japanese Army.

"Give me a rifle. I have to negotiate with the other party. There must be some misunderstanding." Tajima snatched the white cloth, grabbed a rifle from his men, and then tied the crotch cloth to the rifle bayonet.

"Don't fire!" Tajima raised the rifle high, shook it vigorously, and shouted loudly to the other party in German.

"We are the Japanese Army! We and Germany are friendly countries!" Tajima shouted.

But no matter how he shouted, the other party showed no signs of attack. The infantry even took advantage of Tajima's ceasefire to alternately cover and approach this side.

"They rushed over, Master Lieutenant." Ze Tian shouted anxiously.

"They are civilized countries and they will definitely follow the Geneva agreement." Tajima continued to wave the white flag, hoping that the Germans would stop to communicate with him, but he waited for a few m24 smoke. Long handle grenade.

"Master Lieutenant, grenade!" The soldiers exclaimed climbing out of the ditch, but before they turned over the ditch, the grenades exploded in succession.

After more than ten seconds, several SS infantry soldiers walked cautiously to the ditch with a 98k rifle, and a non-commissioned officer pulled out his pistol from his waist and began to replenish the Japanese soldiers who were struggling in the muddy bottom of the ditch.

"Why! Why are you doing this." Lieutenant Tajima leaned against the ditch wall and looked at the German in front of him. The bright red blood kept pouring out of his mouth. A grenade fell right beside him, his body The area below the waist on one side was almost torn by shrapnel, and the internal organs obviously also suffered serious injuries. Tajima stared angrily at the Germans, wanting to know why the other party saw the international white flag and still attacked himself.

"Shameless Japanese monkey, I have deceived us just now, and want us to be fooled again!" The German sergeant pointed the p08 in his hand at Tajima's head and pulled the trigger.

Lieutenant Kojima Tajima was killed in a dirty ditch beside French Indochina Highway No. 4, and his eyes were staring dullly at the sky. He couldn't figure out why the Germans shot him.

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