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Chapter 170: Battle of Tianjin 5

"Boom boom boom" the Homeland Guardian Type I multiple rocket launcher, which was mounted on a T34 tank chassis in the middle of the armored brigade, was launching a covering fire attack on a Japanese battalion stationed at the arch bridge.

Dense artillery shells fell like raindrops, explosions resounded through the sky, and flames shot up into the sky.

"Baga Yalu! How can these Chinese be so quick? Did the engineering team install the explosives?"

The Japanese battalion commander, Miyamoto Kumazo, huddled in a half-built anti-artillery shelter, and questioned his subordinates with a look of fear and anger on his face.

He couldn't believe that the enemy was able to launch an attack so quickly and catch them off guard.

"Sir! Captain Noda is leading the engineering team to the surrounding villages to collect supplies. They said they will place the explosives after the supplies are collected!"

A sergeant answered loudly in Miyamoto's ear, the sound was so deafening that it seemed to tear his eardrums.

The sound produced by the violent explosion was as shocking as the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth. If you don’t communicate by shouting, you won’t be able to hear what the other person is saying at all.

Of course, this is also related to the sergeant's own hearing problem. He is used to shouting when he speaks, so that even now, facing such a huge noise, he still maintains a high-volume way of expression.

Hearing the sergeant's words, Miyamoto's face turned pale as paper, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his head. After arriving here yesterday, these bastards from the engineering team did not follow the order of their superiors to install explosives on the arch bridge with hundreds of years of history.

Instead, once they arrived, they rushed to plunder the surrounding countryside, completely disregarding the urgency of the mission.

However, because he coveted the 30% of the "spoils" they handed over, he was blinded by greed and ignored the importance of the mission.

Miyamoto collapsed dejectedly in the bunker. He knew that he was finished. Even if he was lucky enough not to be killed by the Chinese, he would die at the hands of the military police.

They did not obey the orders of the division commander. When they arrived here, the first thing they thought of was to gain benefits and spoils. In fact, the entire North China Expeditionary Army knew that they could not defend this place at all.

So now many low-level officers and soldiers are preparing for retreat, and naturally want to get more benefits for themselves before leaving.

It was under such circumstances that the members of the engineering team did not complete the pre-arranged tasks immediately after arriving here, but went to the surrounding areas to requisition supplies from local residents.

"Boom boom" three Type 92 infantry guns stubbornly fired at the tanks rushing towards here.

Every shell challenged the tank with its feebleness and final stubbornness.

With a "clang" sound, a 92 infantry gun shell accurately hit the turret of a tank.

However, the tank's armor was extremely strong, and the shell only left a shallow mark on it, and was then ruthlessly bounced off by the thick armor.

This scene was seen by many Japanese soldiers. Although these people had heard some things, it had been widely rumored in the army in recent times that the tanks of the armored forces of the Chinese 78th Army could not be penetrated by the existing anti-tank weapons of the Locust Army and the large-scale 92 infantry guns.

These Japanese soldiers knew that this battle would be extremely difficult, but they did not give up hope. However, when they actually witnessed the artillery shells hitting the Chinese tanks and being bounced off, although they were mentally prepared, the frustration still unconsciously spread among them.

"Prepare to attack!" said a Japanese squad leader, and then bowed to a dozen Japanese soldiers behind him who had menstrual belts tied on their heads.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers also bowed in return!

"Your Majesty, Heavenly Locust, please board! Long live the military fortunes of the Empire of Japan!"

After shouting this slogan, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers picked up the explosive packs and moved flexibly in the trench that was only half a person deep, heading towards the place where the tanks were moving.

"Is it okay for Yoshikawa to do this?" A young Japanese soldier who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old was following an old soldier in front of him and asking anxiously.

"Yamamoto? Remember to follow me all the time. After we take action, you must watch carefully and don't make any rash moves, otherwise you will deserve to be beaten to death by the Chinese!"

Sergeant Inada looked at the dozen or so loyal and brave warriors of the empire who gradually disappeared in the middle of the trench, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that these people were able to take the initiative to launch a suicide attack on the Chinese tanks.

Just to buy time for those behind them to build a defense line, what a good warrior!

A dozen tanks were followed by several armored vehicles, advancing forward at a leisurely pace.

Through the tank's observation hole, one can clearly see that the Japanese fortifications on the right front are not perfect.

Looking at the shallow trenches and simple obstacles in front of him, the tank company commander thought to himself: It seems that these Japanese have just arrived here not long ago, and they haven't even had time to destroy the arch bridge.

This bridge is their ultimate goal. In addition, it was built with funds from the ancestors of the brigade commander. We must find a way to protect it! If we can successfully seize this arch bridge and defend it, the brigade commander will definitely be grateful to us!

Thinking of this, the company commander immediately began to speak to his company on the intercom.

"Brothers, please protect that arch bridge. It was built with funds from our ancestors. We can't let it be destroyed in our hands, nor can we let the Japanese blow it up!"

It was the first time that the armored soldiers below heard that this ancient bridge had such a connection with the Luzuo family.

The main task of their company is to capture this bridge. Although tanks cannot pass through, they still need to build a pontoon bridge.

However, it can facilitate the rapid passage of subsequent infantry, baggage trucks and artillery units, cut off the Japanese army's route back to the north, and at the same time isolate the connection between Beijing and Tianjin.

The tank company did not care about the Japanese blocking positions on the east side of the bridge, but drove towards the arch bridge at full speed. They could not let the Japanese blow it up at this moment.

"Japanese suicide squad! Beware of the Japanese suicide squad!"

A rapid shout came from the communicator, and the crew observer at the front saw that there were more than a dozen Japanese soldiers in the demolition suicide squad about 50 meters away from them.

"Attention all crews! All crews, pay attention to your surroundings, the Japanese have deployed human bombs!"

The company commander immediately began to remind his subordinates that they were not afraid of the Japanese anti-tank weapons, but were most afraid of the Japanese suicide squads that suddenly appeared from the corner.

This group of people are often the most fearless and daring ones. The explosive packs they carry are enough to blow up a T34 tank or a Chinese Type tank.