Rise From Eight Hundred

No matter it is a tank or an armored vehicle, due to its size, it can only move forward along Zhongshan Street.

And Zhongshan Street is directly opposite the city gate opposite the moat.

Although it is more than 600 meters away, the wide and tightly closed city gate can be clearly seen from the telescope.

Where is the 57mm muzzle of the 89 tank pointing? If the superior has not ordered to attack the main city of Songjiang, the tank gunner is fully confident that he can blow open the seemingly solid city gate with one shot.

However, the Japanese did not expect that the city gate would open on its own initiative.

The Japanese army, who were a little stunned, did not expect that the Chinese would play a trick again.

A bunker was built inside the city gate that was opened suddenly.

It was a semi-permanent bunker supported by sandbags and thick logs.

The bunker has two shooting holes in total.

One shooting hole contains a 37mm anti-tank gun, and the other shooting hole contains a 20mm Oerlikon machine gun.

The 37mm anti-tank gun was naturally designed to attack the Type 89 tank. Even at a distance of hundreds of meters, the thick frontal armor of the Type 89 tank was not enough to be seen in front of the 37mm anti-tank gun.

The single-barreled 20mm machine gun was more like a younger brother who helped the evil. The anti-aircraft machine gun with 20 rounds of ammunition was swept over without any care, which was more terrifying than the sickle of the god of death.

If only these two types of artillery were used to attack through the relatively straight Zhongshan Street, the infantry would not have much to fear except that the Japanese tank soldiers in several tanks felt that ten thousand grass mud horses were trampling through them.

After all, there were residential houses on both sides of the long street that were not completely burned down. If they hid inside, no matter how powerful the machine guns were, they could not penetrate several walls in succession to hit them.

However, the Chinese, who had designed all this long ago, would not let the infantry go so easily?

In addition to anti-tank guns and machine guns specifically for tanks, the Chinese also had 150 heavy mortars.

In the city that the Japanese could not see, the Chinese actually gathered 16 mortars in a "desperate" way, and sent shells to Zhongshan Road or the houses on both sides with great precision.

This large-caliber mortar, with a shell weighing 20 kilograms, can not only penetrate fragile houses, but also ordinary bunkers, relying on the huge kinetic energy of the whistling down, and then explode. Within a range of 2,500 meters, its lethality is no less than that of a 100mm howitzer.

Otherwise, the big boss would not have drooled with envy when he saw the mortars used by the Northeast Army in the Central Plains War, and ordered the military factory to imitate them.

That is, the 150 mortar is really heavy, and the range is too short. After all, the cost-effectiveness is still somewhat inconsistent with the needs of modern warfare, so it has not been widely used.

But in this kind of city attack and defense, the 150mm mortar is absolutely a magic weapon. No matter where the artillery position is deployed in the city, it can almost cover and attack the enemy positions 800 meters away from the city wall.

Although the mountain artillery and field artillery of the 67th Army are still hidden and have not spoken, these 16 mortars alone have already made the Japanese infantry miserable.

They can only retreat deeper into the residential areas.

As for the 89 tanks and armored vehicles stranded on Zhongshan Street, they can only pray for good luck.

The first 89 tank in the lead was caught off guard and hit by a shell. Fortunately, the shell hit the corner of the steel plate and bounced away without being penetrated. The startled Japanese tank soldiers stubbornly controlled the 57mm tank gun to fire at the bunkers that dared to fire at it.

The infantry guns carried by the Japanese army, under the order of the superiors, leaned against the edge of the long street and fired forward.

According to common sense, a bunker made of a pile of sandbags and wood is nothing but slag in front of 57mm tank guns and infantry guns.

But first, the bunker is located under the thick city gate. Unless the Japanese army mobilizes 105 howitzers to continuously bombard this area until the entire section of the city wall collapses, it will not be afraid of the threat from the sky.

Second, the bunkers in front of each city gate have been carefully designed by Tang Dao, a special soldier from the future. The front of the entire bunker consists of three layers. A large number of sandbags are piled up to form the first protection surface. Behind it are two 30mm thick steel plates sandwiched by sandbags and logs rammed into the ground, and sandbags after the logs.

The depth of the shooting hole alone has reached 1.5 meters.

This ensures that no matter whether it is a 57mm tank gun or a 70mm infantry gun, when its shells penetrate the sandbags and explode, the shrapnel cannot penetrate the 30mm steel plate, thus protecting the artillery behind it.

Unless the Japanese artillery shells can accurately shoot into the shooting hole with a width of 100 cm and a height of 30 cm.

However, at 600 meters away, the Japanese artillery could accurately drop shells into an area of ​​0.3 square meters. I'm afraid that they would not have waited for the Songjiang blocking battle. During the Battle of Songhu, the Japanese army won a great victory.

The Japanese tank soldiers were very brave. They fired two consecutive shots to blast the thick Songjiang city wall into mottled spots. What they waited for was a more determined attack from the two artillery in the bunker. The 20mm machine guns made the front armor of the Japanese tanks bang, leaving one terrifying bullet mark after another.

After three consecutive misses, the 37mm anti-tank shells finally hit the front of the Japanese 89 tank directly and broke it with one shot.

The bullet hole the size of a baby's fist on the front of the tank demonstrated the excellent armor-piercing ability of this artillery produced by Germany's excellent mechanical technology.

The members inside the tank were destined to meet a tragic end the moment the armor-piercing bullet broke through the steel plate.

The broken shrapnel exploded the tank driver, the commander and ammunition hand behind him into a sieve.

最典型的日本人，就是出场牛哄哄，老子天下第一谁都不服，但一旦被揍出了翔，立刻伏地跪舔。

An 89 tank was lying down, frightening the 89 tanks that followed closely behind, and they gave in as quickly as the others.

Of course, if you can't kneel down and lick, there's still no problem in escaping.

He steered straight and crashed into a steaming house with only broken walls remaining on one side.

After hitting several brick walls, the Japanese tank crews finally felt relieved when they felt the Chinese artillery shells constantly hitting the ruins but could not keep up with the rhythm of the tanks.

If you were buried by bricks, you would not die, but if you were left on the street, you would definitely die. The Japanese tank soldiers knew it in their minds.

The Chinese mortars were still firing desperately, and the Japanese tank soldiers did not have the courage to get out of the tanks. They could only look at the world through the observation holes. They could see several corpses in the ruins, including Chinese men in black military uniforms. There are also khaki Japanese ones.

Obviously, this was also the main battlefield where the last round of fighting broke out between the Chinese and Japanese. However, the retaliatory bombardment from the imperial artillery came too quickly. The Chinese did not have much time to clean up the battlefield, and they did not even have time to drag away the bodies of their own people.

Then wait here, wait for the Chinese to take the initiative to end this shelling, and then we leave. The Japanese tank crews are single at this time.

However, they did not see that the body in black military uniform only one meter away from the tank was miraculously still breathing even though it was burned to a pitch black pitch.

Yes, the pigskin is still alive.

It's just that it's better to be dead than alive.

Nicknamed Pigskin, a soldier from the 1st Battalion of the Security Regiment, formerly known as Zhu Dachang, was shot twice and blown up by a grenade thrown into the room by the Japanese and fell downstairs. No one thought he was still alive.

But he happened to be alive.

He was originally hit by the grenade shock wave and fell into a severe coma and entered a state of suspended animation. Just because of the bleeding from the two gunshot wounds, the suspended animation would turn into real death. However, when the Japanese army's sulfur bombs came, the burning wood that fell on him killed him. His torso was severely burned, but the high temperature burned the wound and miraculously stopped the bleeding. His extremely weak breathing prevented him from inhaling much smoke and poisonous gas at all.

Therefore, although this ordinary security guard woke up from a coma and then fell into a coma again, he was still stronger than Xiao Qiang, but he was not completely finished.

Although this time, Zhupi, who woke up from the coma again, knew that he was definitely dead.

Not because of the Japanese tanks so close.

Instead, he felt half-cooked.

The flesh on his chest and legs was all scorched, and his lips were already chapped and bleeding due to a large amount of water loss. His lungs were still so hot that he couldn't breathe, but now he couldn't feel it anymore, and the wounds that were once so painful no longer hurt.

Pigskin knew very well that the injury was not healed, but it meant that he had entered the countdown stage of his life.

Finally dying, no longer suffering from these tortures, Pigskin closed his eyes and waited quietly for the darkness to come.

Then, a tank smashed into the wall, almost grazing his arm, and stopped in front of him.

Pigskin's ears must also be deaf. He couldn't hear the roar of the tank at all, but he knew that there were Japanese in the tank.

Pigskin smiled.

Although he didn't know it, his face was almost burnt. With this smile, the scorched skin split instantly, revealing fresh flesh and blood. If the Japanese saw it, they would be frightened without him having to do anything. Kill them.

The ghost-like security soldier no longer felt pain. He smiled, and the cord of a grenade tied under the general's uniform rang. Then, using his last strength, he rolled over and rolled under the Japanese tank.

There were 6 densely packed grenades wrapped around his waist. He likes to be cheap by nature, so in order to increase his chances of saving his life, he secretly took more grenades.

Unexpectedly, his life was not saved, but a few more people were buried with him.

Worth it!

No one knows what the security regiment soldier was thinking at the end of his life.

No one even knows how this Japanese 89 tank, which had escaped to safety, exploded.

It was not until many years later, when the Japanese army's battle report was released, that the Chinese learned that a wounded Chinese soldier stranded in a residential house in Songjiang had blown up a tank.

Play with your body!

However, no one knew who he was, not even Zhuang Shisan, commander of the first battalion of the security regiment.

But the people of Songjiang have not forgotten the unknown soldiers.

The wreckage of the 89 tank, which exploded into an empty shell due to dozens of shells penetrating the bottom steel plate, was pushed into the moat by the humiliated Japanese. After the war, the Songjiang people salvaged it from the moat and brought it to the moat. A statue of an obscure security regiment soldier was built next to the wreckage of the tank.

To commemorate this!

Every Qingming Festival, there will be clusters of flowers around the statue.

There are also white wine, rice wine, cigarettes, meat, steamed buns and other food. Songjiang people believe that although they don’t know who he is, there is always something he likes here.

However, no one knows that Zhu Dachang’s favorite is really pig intestines!

The hero has no name, and no one can understand him.

"Did you see it? The Japanese are coming, so let's do it!" The crow said to the little bald head as he looked at the flames and huge explosions more than 300 meters away.

The little bald man seemed to understand, but nodded fiercely.

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