nucmednet Chapter 136 Cavalry vs. Tanks 6
Chapter 136 Cavalry vs. Tanks 6
"boom!"
With a loud bang, a high-speed rotating 85mm high-explosive bomb flew out from the muzzle, carrying powerful kinetic energy and explosive force, and rushed towards the Japanese Type 97 medium tank.
The reason for choosing to use high explosive shells instead of expensive tungsten core armor-piercing shells is that these Japanese tanks are not worth wasting precious resources.
Their armor is relatively thin, and high-explosive shells are enough to cause serious damage to them.
Gu Dian Wenjing looked through the tank's observation window and saw with horror a bright light flying towards his tank at an alarming speed.
At this moment, Gudian Wenjing's heart seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, his mind was blank, only endless fear remained. However, in reality, all this happened in just a short moment.
A shell hit the machine gun firing hole at the bottom of the turret of the Type 97 tank, which was a fatal position. The high-explosive shell exploded instantly, and the metal jet burned a huge hole in the surface of the tank.
However, this was just the beginning. Another explosion occurred inside the tank, as the 85mm high-explosive bomb detonated the shell inside the tank.
The orange flames shot out from the inside of the tank violently, which looked extremely spectacular. This scene was terrifying, but no one cared about it, let alone the lives of the Japanese officers and soldiers in the tank.
The battlefield was full of burning tanks, like a sea of fire. Although the tankers of the 34nd Armored Division may not be skilled enough in operating tanks and their artillery hit rate is not high enough, they have a strong advantage - the T85-85 they drive has excellent armor protection and a powerful mm tank gun.
In such battles, they fearlessly approached very close to the Japanese armored forces and engaged in face-to-face hand-to-face combat.
Because they know that their tanks are thick-skinned and strong, and can deal a fatal blow to the enemy at close range.
But the Japanese Type 95, Type 97, and even a small number of Type 34 tanks were like adults encountering kindergarten children in front of the T.
Shangyue Liangfu led more than 118 cavalrymen of the th Division and a chariot brigade, and finally got rid of the Chinese army that was chasing behind them. They ran all the way, non-stop, and finally found a relatively safe place, and then dared to stop and take a breath.
The entire team was exhausted and almost fainted. The soldiers were pale, their eyes were bloodshot, and they sat on the ground or leaned on the chariots exhausted. The horses were even more pitiful, their lips were full of white foam, and they had obviously reached their limit. If they didn't rest, they would probably fall to the ground due to exhaustion.
As for the tank brigade, in fact, many armored soldiers have now been transferred to cavalry, because most of the tanks broke down and were abandoned on the way to escape.
This is because Japan has not paid much attention to the development of tanks, resulting in very poor performance of their tanks.
These tanks performed poorly on the battlefield, even worse than some ordinary armored vehicles.
Therefore, these tanks can only play a certain role when facing agricultural countries like China, but once they encounter other powerful countries, they are completely inadequate.
They saw the annoying roar of planes coming again from the end of the grassland in the west. These Chinese fighter planes were staring at them like vultures.
To provide guidance for the Chinese armored forces that were pursuing them.
"Everyone get on the horses! We have to get out of here. The appearance of these crows means that the Chinese tanks will show up soon!"
"But I just need to work harder. There will be reinforcements from the Locust Army waiting to meet us less than 60 miles ahead!"
Shangyue Liangfu continued to boost the morale of his subordinates with these words. In fact, he was not wrong. There was indeed a regiment of cavalry and an armored unit belonging to the 2nd Tank Division in front of them to support them.
The remaining soldiers of the 118th Division knew in their hearts that they now had no other choice but to grit their teeth and hold on, because only in this way could they survive.
They know very well that this is the most difficult moment, but as long as they can survive this period, they will see light and get rescued.
However, when they were still more than ten miles away from the scheduled gathering point, a low roar came from afar.
This sound was not ordinary thunder, but the loud bang of an artillery shell exploding. Everyone understood that this meant that a fierce battle might be taking place ahead.
The division commander looked worriedly in the direction where the sound came from. That was the meeting place they had agreed with the 2nd Tank Division.
He was worried about whether his troops could reach their destination safely, so he decided to send a reconnaissance team to find out the situation.
"Obofu! You must lead a team of cavalry to the front to investigate and see what happened. We cannot take anything lightly now!" said the division commander seriously.
When Lieutenant Colonel Obof heard the order, he was very reluctant, but he also understood the division commander's concerns. After all, they had just experienced a brutal battle and the current situation was still full of uncertainty.
Although he was unhappy with the assignment, as a soldier he had to obey orders.
Obof led a team of cavalrymen and approached the battlefield cautiously. He felt his heartbeat quicken with every step forward. He was well aware of the danger of this mission, but as a soldier, he had to complete it.
When they were still several hundred meters away from the battlefield, Obof stopped the team, forced him to dismount, and carefully observe the surrounding environment.
At this time, the sun was high in the sky, the sunlight made the ground look white, and the air was filled with the smell of dust and blood.
Opauv frowned and cursed in his heart. He knew that this meant they might have entered the enemy's sight range.
However, if they wanted to move forward, they would have to cross this open area. He thought about it and decided to divide the team into two groups, one group would be responsible for cover and the other would cross the open area.
O'Bauer led the covering team slowly towards the edge of the open area, ready to provide fire support for the crossing team, while the other group, led by an experienced officer, quickly crossed the open area.
When the crossing team was about to reach the other side, they suddenly heard a gunshot, followed by a bullet whizzing past and grazed a soldier's cheek.
Opov's heart tightened, and he immediately ordered to open fire. For a moment, gunfire rang out and the two sides engaged in a fierce exchange of fire.
Obof hid behind a small hill less than 50 meters high. There was a rare forest here. Obof and a few others left their horses behind. They climbed up the hill and hid in the woods, looking at the battlefield in the distance.
No! It should be a slaughterhouse! Watching the cavalry warriors of the Locust Country either flee in all directions or fall under the enemy's guns or be crushed by the tracks under the crushing of the Chinese heavy tanks.
Obofu's eyes widened in shock. The scene before him was unbelievable to him - countless corpses of locust people lying on the ground, blood flowing like a river, and the wreckage of burning tanks formed a shocking picture.
"This...how is this possible?" Opauv muttered to himself, his voice trembling.
He could not accept the fact that these once brave and fearless Locust Nation warriors were defeated so easily and in such a short time.
Obof's eyes swept across the battlefield and found that the Chinese army was advancing in an orderly manner. They were well-equipped, their tactics were well coordinated, and every step was full of strength and determination.
In comparison, the Locust People seem vulnerable, as if they are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
A strong anger and resentment surged in Obof's heart. He could not stand this humiliation, and he could not accept that the Chinese were trampled underfoot. He clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with determination.
"We must take revenge!" O'Baufu whispered, with endless hatred in his voice.
He decided not to retreat, but to face the enemy bravely and fight for the dignity and honor of the Locust Kingdom.