Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 145 The little clever guy is going to turn into a ghost

 The Type 89 tank, which lost power, panicked and fired desperately at the approximate location where the machine gun fired.

However, the shooting hole, whose entire area does not exceed one square meter, is too small when viewed from more than 100 meters away.

The eyes of the 'iron head' that had loaded another springboard were gleaming, and another whole springboard was poured towards this big iron lump that had lost its ability to maneuver.

“Dong, dong, dong!” Ten shells roared in, hitting the immobile 89 tank.

Most of them hit the sandbags. The sound of the shells penetrating the sandbags and hitting the steel plates was like the cry of death, which put the armored knights in the tanks under unparalleled psychological pressure.

 No one knows whether a shell will hit the gap in the sandbag at the next moment and penetrate the steel plate that is only 10 mm thick, and then tear their fragile bodies to pieces.

Fortunately, the performance of their reactive armor was really good. After listening to the heart-stopping symphony of "Rain on Plantains" with my crotch folded, not a single shell penetrated the steel plate.

At the same time, the No. 8 vehicle under the command of Kikuta Yuzo had already hid behind the damaged three-story building and was trying to turn the front of the vehicle to aim the tank gun in the direction of the warehouse.

“Boom!” There was a loud bang. It was a tank gun that blasted a sandbag fortification on the first floor into debris all over the sky.

Seeing that one of our tanks withstood the ravages of the opponent's machine gun, and the other tank was shooting extremely accurately, the Japanese troops who were almost lying on their stomachs 150 meters away seemed to have gained a lot of courage from this, and they all began to crawl from the ground. Increase the forward speed.

 A large number of smoke bombs were also fired from the Japanese grenade launchers at the rear, making the 100 meters in front of the position shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

 The Chinese people watching the battle fell silent again.

They don’t know what is going on in the warehouse, but judging from the current situation, it is almost certain that the intensity of the counterattack in the warehouse will be far less than before.

"You're so **** hard!" Tietou, who was annoyed that he hadn't fired 20 shells in a row, punched the steel shield of the machine gun hard, but continued to roar: "Load the bullet plate! "

 Ten rounds don’t work, then try another ten rounds!

 What kind of soldiers will he bring? Tietou has the same personality as Lei Xiong who refuses to admit defeat.

 Don’t be a coward! Just do it!

As for the ammunition reserve, that's not what he worries about. Tang Dao, the current top commander of the warehouse, has already said that if he can't hold it now, what else can he think about in the future.

 Their current mission is to empty all the bullets in the warehouse and beat the Japanese so hard that they will have a psychological shadow when they think of Sihang Warehouse.

 Ten more cannonballs swept past.

 One is never lucky all the time.

 So this time, the Japanese began to be unlucky.

Perhaps because Tietou was too excited, the muzzle of the machine gun trembled slightly when firing. A shell did not hit the exposed front wing of the tank so accurately, but instead hit the tank's exposed rear half. .

The steel plate there is thinner than the front of the tank, and what's even worse is that the sandbags hung by the Japanese engineers there are sparse.

Hence, the somewhat deflected shell hit the gap in the sandbag, penetrated the steel plate, and broke into the tank.

 What’s even more terrible is that the 89 tank is rear-driven with a diesel engine.

 The high temperature of friction when the shell penetrated the steel plate ignited the lubricating oil in the engine, which then ignited the oil in the engine.

The fire erupted from the rear half of the tank almost instantly, and the black smoke and flames were at least two meters high.

A few seconds later, the top cover of the tank was opened, and a Japanese tank soldier who was covered in fire struggled to get out of it, rolling on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames.

Just when the Japanese infantryman who was not far away wanted to go up to help him, there was a creepy "bang bang" sound in the tank. It was the sound of heavy machine gun bullets stored in the ammunition box being roasted and then exploding.

The 89 tank contains not only machine gun bullets, but also artillery shells! This desperate thought is still swirling in the minds of the Japanese infantry. Hearing a loud "Boom!", more than twenty artillery shells in the tank exploded.

The huge explosion blew up the 12-ton steel behemoth and jumped more than one meter high. The heavy turret was blown away more than ten meters, and a Japanese infantryman who was lying on the ground and still drawing circles in his mind was directly photographed. The meat was all gone, and only two feet and calves were left in place.

 The picture is very scary!

As for the tank soldier who was still rolling around trying to put out the fire, his wish came true.

 The shock wave caused by the explosion directly blew out the fire on his body, but looking at the weird posture in which he was blown away more than ten meters and fell to the ground, you knew that he would be burned again in the future.

 Kikuta Yuzo looked at his colleagues from the lookout hole and they were done with it. His gaze was cold and cold, but he was extremely glad that he was a smart little kid. He knew that there was no need for sandbags and balls, so he made the right decision to hide here immediately.

Of course, this guy couldn't see anyone in the warehouse silently watching the movement of his No. 8 tank in the lookout hole.

From the time the troops began to withdraw at 3 o'clock in the morning, to the time when more than a hundred people returned to the warehouse at 3:10 and gave Jiro Wakibata a big middle finger, to the arrival of the first ray of dawn, there were nearly 2 and a half hours. time.

 According to Tang Dao's combat philosophy, all available materials must be used before the war to inflict maximum damage on the enemy.

  During these more than 2 hours, the soldiers were not only cleaning their guns, but also thinking about how to use the remaining supplies in the warehouse to kill the Japanese who were about to swoop in tomorrow.

The most abundant items in the warehouse are naturally potatoes. Thousands of kilograms of potatoes can stave off hunger but cannot kill anyone, followed by grenades and explosives.

There were as many as 3,000 grenades left at the 88th Division headquarters. Although a lot of them were used in the first three days, there were still more than 2,000 grenades. When more than 200 people retreated, each of them had 4 grenades, and there were still more than 1,000 grenades left. 50 There are multiple boxes, which is enough to support more than 100 people in the warehouse fighting for several days.

There were more than 500 kilograms of explosives left. To be honest, when the Japanese army started to use the 120 heavy artillery, these more than 500 kilograms of explosives were also something that frightened the warehouse defenders.

Mountain artillery and infantry artillery cannot blast through walls. Explosives originally buried under load-bearing columns or stored in houses are not a problem, but the 120 heavy artillery cannot. Once the walls are blasted open and fall into the building, there will be violent vibrations or a perfect hit by accident. Where the explosives were buried, that guy was done for.

　　It doesn’t take the Japanese to invade, they will blow it up themselves.

Not only does the warehouse blow up, but the concessions dozens of meters away from the warehouse will also suffer the same misfortune.

When Tietou and several other platoon leaders came to report to Tang Dao, they mentioned this matter with concern. However, Tang Dao smiled faintly and pointed outside: "Since I think it is dangerous to put it in the warehouse, separate some of it and put it outside. Okay, if you blow up the flowers and plants, let Mother Earth send her regards to the ancestors of the Japanese pirates. However, leave at least 200 kilograms, I will still use them later."

 In the past few days, the several platoon leaders who have already gained some knowledge of Tang Dao's combat skills naturally do not need to elaborate on Tang Dao's details, and each understands it deeply.

Leng Feng, with a group of his men, carried 60 kilograms of high explosives, and used the cover of night to run 200 meters away. The location he chose to bury the explosives seemed to be the building chosen by the three unlucky guys in Kikuta. .

Maybe it's not a burial at all. The battlefield is full of broken walls and broken wood and rubble. There is no need to cover it up. Just wrap it in a rag and throw it in a corner. I believe the Japanese army will not be meticulous enough to hide behind the wall. They must first check to see if there is any danger, even if they have been blown away by the trip thunder set by Tang Dao.

In other words, even if they are so good, they have to search for hiding places under the hail of bullets and finally find the explosives, what can they do?

 Can you still dig out the dynamite by the spoonful and eat it?

You can't just watch helplessly, and then run away screaming.

In the sketch that Leng Feng held in his arms and marked with charcoal, he dropped 20 kilograms of explosives on the wall next to the building where the Japanese tanks were located.

“Mortar, blast that position!” Leng Feng ordered coldly after he was sure that the Japanese tanks would not even run away if they were killed.

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 PS: Well, there are several book friends in the comment area who left messages saying that the book is still in the warehouse after chapter 140 and talking about romance. How to say this! Fengyue is a person with very delicate emotions. She especially likes to write about details and feelings, so she writes a little too much. If you point out her shortcomings, can't I make changes? Tomorrow we will send troops to kill the Japanese dispatched army headquarters. Can Ma Tadong go to Beijing? Guaranteed to be a blast.

 Ahem, this is a joke, but Feng Yue really accepts criticism. The final climactic battle in Sihang Warehouse will be over in a dozen shots, and the scene will be changed immediately. I hope everyone will be patient. This time, Feng Yue promises that I will definitely finish writing these chapters. Please continue to support me!

Also, the big guy who said he wanted to give me the Silver Alliance, Fifty Chapters Feng Yue really can’t explode. Do you think this will work? Five chapters on the day it was released, Feng Yue was already vomiting blood. If you give it to the Alliance Leader, it will be considered silver divided by ten. ,Ha ha! However, I am really grateful to Mr. "Fragrant Preserved Egg" for liking Feng Yue's book.

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