Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

When the artillery fire began to extend into the distance, the frontline troops of the Japanese 10th Army had suffered more than one-third casualties, the command system was basically paralyzed, and the soldiers were lying in bomb craters or piles of corpses, their spirits on the verge of collapse.

The sound of artillery gradually faded away, but another more disturbing sound came from the southwest, the dense and heavy roar of engines, interspersed with the clanging sound of metal tracks rolling over the ground.

"Tanks! So many tanks!" A Japanese soldier, whose mouth and nose were bleeding from the shock, pointed at the smoke in front of him, his voice distorted by extreme fear.

Countless huge shadows began to emerge in the smoke, becoming clearer and clearer.

The first to emerge from the smokescreen were three "Type 95 Light Tanks" painted with the Hinomaru logo.

They were incredibly fast, far exceeding any light tank the Japanese were familiar with.

Its inclined armor design and slender gun barrel made experienced Japanese tank soldiers feel inexplicably nervous.

"It's our tank! It's our reinforcement!" A young Japanese soldier jumped out of the trench and waved his arms ecstatically.

But his squad leader's face turned pale instantly: "No! Come back! Come back quickly! They are coming towards us! It's a charge!"

Too late.

The leading "Type 95" did not stop, its turret turned slightly, and the unusually long 20mm machine gun spewed out hot flames.

The soldier waving his arms was instantly hit by at least ten shells, his upper body was almost shattered, and blood and internal organs splattered everywhere.

"They are not friendly forces! They are enemies!" the veteran shouted at the top of his lungs, but his voice was drowned out by the roar of more engines.

More tanks emerged from the smokescreen.

Now the Japanese soldiers could see clearly that this was not the "friendly fire" they had imagined, but a suffocatingly large armored torrent!

Even though he was wearing the Hinomaru, his relentless charging momentum screamed "Danger"!

Disguised as a "Type 97 Medium Tank", it is primarily a Panzer III J model, equipped with a 50mm KwK 39 L/60 tank gun.

This type of artillery could easily penetrate vertical armor of more than 60mm at a distance of 1000 meters, while the frontal armor of the Japanese best Type 97 medium tank was only 25mm.

The 30-50mm sloped armor on the front of its Type 3 tank was enough to be immune to attacks from all active Japanese anti-tank artillery at normal combat distances.

Under the guise of the "Type 95 Light Tank", it is mainly the F-type Panzer II and some early Panzer III models.

Although the Panzer II had light armor, the high-speed fire of its 20mm cannon was catastrophic to unprotected Japanese infantry and soft targets.

Under the guise of an "experimental heavy tank" is the Panzer IV D, equipped with a short-barreled 75mm KwK 37 L/24 howitzer.

When it fired, the sound was dull and terrifying, and the explosion power far exceeded that of any Japanese tank gun.

With one high-explosive bomb, the Japanese machine gun positions, artillery positions and even the fragile Type 94 tanks were often blown into the sky along with the surrounding soldiers.

"Anti-tank gun! Quick! Aim at those bastards, no matter where they come from!!" A Japanese captain shouted at the only remaining Type 94 37mm rapid-fire gun on the position.

The gunner frantically aimed at the Type 97 medium tank that was in the front.

"Bang!" The 37mm armor-piercing bullet flew out of the barrel and accurately hit the target's upper armor plate!

"Hit!" The gunner just had time to cheer.

But after a crisp clang, they saw in despair that the shell was easily bounced off the tilted armor like a stone thrown by a child, leaving only a light white scratch on it.

The turret of the Type 97 tank turned steadily without even a pause, and the excessively long 50mm gun barrel pointed at them indifferently.

"What?!"

"Can't penetrate it?! This is impossible!" The blood color on the Japanese gunner's face instantly faded, and his eyes were filled with unbelievable horror.

The next moment, a blazing flame erupted from the enemy's gun muzzle. He didn't even hear the sound of the shell flying, because the 37mm gun position and the soldiers around it had been reduced to scattered parts in a violent explosion.

The same scene unfolded across the entire front.

The 47th Regiment of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army organized a desperate counterattack, concentrating all available anti-tank weapons.

The grenades fired by the Type 92 infantry gun that had managed to survive hit the front armor of the tank like firecrackers.

The more deadly Type 1 47mm anti-tank gun was finally pushed to the front line.

This new anti-tank gun, which the Japanese army had originally placed high hopes on, did hit the target with its armor-piercing shells fired at a distance of 500 meters, but it still could not penetrate the front armor of the Type 3 tank!

The crazy Japanese infantry formed a "human bomb attack team", holding Type 99 magnetic anti-tank grenades and Type 93 anti-tank mines, and jumped out of the trenches shouting "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!", but found that the armor surface of the enemy tanks was extremely smooth and the speed was extremely fast, so they could not catch up at all.

Even if you manage to get close enough to throw a grenade, it won't stick to your body and will just roll to the ground and explode, completely ineffective.

What's worse, the tanks simply ignored the infantry under their feet, because the MG34 general-purpose machine guns with terrifying firing rates on the vehicles that looked like "Japanese trucks" or "armored vehicles" accompanying the tank charge formed a deadly accompanying fire network, mowing down any Japanese infantry who tried to approach.

Its 1200 rounds per minute rate of fire and 250 rounds of belt feed provided it with sustained firepower far exceeding any machine gun the Japanese were familiar with.

"Run!"

"Our guns are useless!"

Fear spread like a plague among the Japanese army.

Their courage and their "Bushido" spirit completely collapsed in the face of this absolutely incomprehensible gap in technology and power.

The German armored assault division, disguised in appearance, ruthlessly cut in, divided, and surrounded in a wedge-shaped assault formation.

The Type 3 and Type 4 tanks formed the assault spearhead, using tank guns to accurately kill any organized resistance points.

The Type 2 tanks and half-tracks protected the flanks, mowing down the scattered infantry with terrifying machine gun fire.

A field artillery regiment of the Japanese 114th Division attempted to move its position, but before the mules and horses could pull the artillery away, it was caught up by the high-speed advancing Type 2 tank group.

The 20mm machine guns cut through rows of Japanese gunners and livestock like a hot knife through butter, and then the tank tracks mercilessly crushed over those precious cannons.

The battlefield presented a strange and one-sided scene. A group of "Japanese tanks" were slaughtering the real Japanese army efficiently, cold-bloodedly and systematically in the German way.

With the roar of cannons and the blazing flames, the area outside Songjiang City had become a hell for the Japanese army of the Showa era.

When night finally fell and the armored assault gradually ceased, it was more due to the consumption of ammunition and fuel and the need to regroup than to Japanese resistance, and the area outside Songjiang City had become a veritable living purgatory.

The Japanese military's personnel losses were even more staggering.