War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 575: Grenade under the buttocks (10 votes in October)
Yan Laoxizi was very anxious. The closer the Japanese got to Xin County, the more anxious he became. In the eyes of the people across the country, the route the Japanese were taking was the same route that Kublai Khan took to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty. But in his eyes, this was the Japanese's way to raid his lair.

Taiyuan in Shanxi was a model provincial capital in those days. Although this "model" may be used by the diary brother to comfort Yan Laoxizi, the family fortune accumulated by Yan Laoxizi with half a lifetime of hard work is all here...

According to statistics from later generations, Taiyuan not only had a nationally renowned arsenal, but the ammunition and food stored in it were enough to support an army of more than 100,000 for half a year. These were the capital that enabled Yan Laoxizi to occupy a certain area. If Xin County was destroyed, he could only go to Tianjin to live as a retired official like many other warlords... No, he couldn't even live as a retired official now, as Tianjin had fallen into the hands of the Japanese.

Old Xizi Yan was flipping through the account book at the Second War Zone Headquarters in Taiyuan, and she was licking her teeth. It took her a long time before she could say, "Send 5,000 Thompsons to Fu Zuoyi, along with 100,000 ammunition!"

"Telegram Fu Zuoyi, if Xinzhou wins, the whole of Shanxi will celebrate for him!"

This was already a huge investment by Old Xizi Yan, 5,000 Jin-made Thompsons and 100,000 ammunitions. This was to make sure that even if Xin County was breached, Fu Zuoyi would have to stay in the city and fight street battles...

At the same time, he stood up and said, "Telegram Yang Aiyuan, as long as all the Japanese troops enter Xinzhou, immediately seize Xinkou!"

"Yes!"

Old Xizi Yan looked towards the door fiercely. These two orders had proved to Wei Lihuang and the boss that he would invest all his family fortune in this battle!
Wei Lihuang also stood up: "Send a telegram to the entire army to guard the passage from Xin County to Taiyuan. Never allow any Japanese invaders to pass through. Order our combat troops to be ready to advance at any time. From the moment of receiving the order, anyone who dares to stop will be killed! Those who fear life and death will be killed! Those who do not obey orders will be killed!"

After he shouted the three words "kill", the chief was the only one who hadn't expressed his opinion. At this time, the chief turned around and said, "Send a telegram, ordering our 115th Division to be ready to advance to Xinzhou at any time, the 120th Division to form flank firepower, and the 129th Brigade of the 386th Division to support other units!"

After giving their orders, the three men looked at each other. With this glance, it seemed as if an invisible war was burning around them!

……

The last line of defense of 217 in front of Xin County...

"fire!!!!"

Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo!
The Type 92 infantry gun had completely lowered its muzzle and fired at the slowly advancing tank in front of it - boom!

When a shell exploded in front of the little tank, the tank, which was originally moving forward under the power, suddenly stopped. All the mechanical gears that could be used for moving began to reverse under the bombardment. The tracks fell off as the tank retreated, and a flame suddenly rose on the tank...

boom! boom! boom!
Then, another three shells fell around the tank, completely enveloping the tank with artillery fire.

"Mancangzi, well done!!"

Xu Chaoyang jumped up and down to praise his men, saying that they could fire the Type 92 infantry gun so accurately and even accurately determined the tank's route and carried out a four-gun simultaneous bombardment. Anyone who could come up with such an idea must be a fucking genius!

"not me!"

Mancangzi has already entered the position. Right now, 217 needs their Type 217 infantry guns to bombard the Japanese armored forces. Therefore, all the artillery of is on the position at this moment. But Xu Chaoyang never expected that these four guns were not fired by Man Guangzhi. Who else could it be?
"here you go!"

Yang Jingyu immediately shouted for Xu Chaoyang: "Praise him after the battle!"

After saying that, Yang Jingyu quickly shook Xu Chaoyang's shoulder and scolded him, "Are you stupid? Who is it that matters? As long as you can take down the enemy's tank, you are great!"

"Why isn't it important? There's such a powerful artilleryman in my team, isn't it important?"

Yang Jingyu had no idea what Xu Chaoyang was thinking. This kind of artillery was gifted. One of them was a treasure in the eyes of the military commander. How could he not know his name? "Brother, the devils are coming!" You Kui'er, who was standing on top of Xu Chaoyang's head and firing back, suddenly shouted.

Yes, the trench they were in at this moment was completely different from the previous one. This trench was wide and deep, so deep that it looked like a tunnel!
In the rolling smoke and dust, the Japanese armored vehicles rushed up to cover the infantry. The 217th had to give up the position at that moment. Only the continuous retreat of the 217th could completely paralyze the nerves of the Japanese and make them think that they were invincible again...

"Prepare to retreat!"

After this shout, all the soldiers of Unit 217 stopped firing back and stood in the trenches on the steps above Xu Chaoyang's head, hunched over and studying something...

"withdraw!"

When the soldiers raised their heads again, Xu Chaoyang waved his arms and asked them to retreat. However, the soldiers did not leave the trenches. Instead, they would rather be bitten on the back by the Japanese bullets than not crawl out of the wide trenches and retreat along the plain.

And all of this originated from that wide and large trench. This kind of trench was exactly the anti-tank trench that the Russians used to show their power after their initial defeat in the Kursk Tank Battle!
This kind of trench is about 5 meters wide and meters deep. In order to facilitate combat, Xu Chaoyang dug steps on both sides that can only accommodate one person. All soldiers fought on the steps, and when they bent down, they hung trip ropes in the trench for the grenades that had been arranged long ago. Otherwise, would the soldiers not take such a safe trench? At present, the trench is full of dense grenades!

"withdraw!!!!"

The moment 217 retreated, the Japanese tanks rushed to the position first. But at this time, the driver of the first tank did not think there was anything strange about this trench. He stepped on the accelerator and - bang!
The entire front of the tank sank downward, and the little guy's body was not able to reach the other side of the trench, let alone cross it. His head fell into the trench - boom!

The trip rope that was broken by the tank exploded instantly...

But Xu Chaoyang still miscalculated one thing. That was that the explosion actually broke the trip ropes of several grenades, and a tank fell into the trench, causing a series of explosions - boom! boom! boom! boom!

"Fuck..."

When Xu Chaoyang turned around, he looked at the trench in confusion, where explosions continued to be heard. He watched the flames rising into the sky from afar, and stood there cursing, "How dare another tank come over here?"

"Mr. Yan, are your Jin-made grenades accurate? They can either blow up two pieces or blow up an entire trench. How much gunpowder would that take?"

"Chaoyang, go!"

"The devils are coming!"

Yang Jingyu grabbed Xu Chaoyang's arm and began to run wildly on the plain. The entire 217 moved backwards, watching the Japanese soldiers behind them move their short legs as if they were climbing over mountains and ridges into the trenches that had just been bombed, and then climb up in a hurry...

what?
Why not jump over the trench?

How can a 1.5-meter-tall Japanese soldier jump over a 5-meter-tall trench? If he puts a grenade under his butt, he can jump over it...

And this tangled trench also has another function, which is to slow down the speed of the Japanese armored forces. Even if he wants to fill the pits and build bridges, he still needs to dig the soil for a while, right? If he has this time, 217 will be gone long ago!
"No one is allowed to shoot back. Just keep this grudge to myself. I'll always have a chance to get revenge!"

Da da da da da da!

The enemy's gunfire continued behind the 217th Regiment, and bullets chased them relentlessly. In this desperate escape, countless soldiers of the 217th Regiment fell again. In the entire Xinkou Campaign, the 217th Regiment suffered heavy losses again. The worst battalion of the New Second Regiment had only seven people left. A battalion! Only seven people left!
(End of this chapter)