The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

Qi Quan, an outstanding graduate of the infantry department of the accelerated officer class, was well aware of the principle of "building a strong camp and fighting a dull battle." (In general, military academies on both sides of the enemy's side taught the trench warfare methods of World War I.)

He did not choose complicated tactics, nor did he try any fancy moves like pincer attacks, deep breakthroughs, or outflanking maneuvers. Instead, he calmly and rationally arranged three solid lines of defense on the road and in the woods on both sides of the road, completing the task of blocking the enemy assigned to him by the regiment commander Zhang Chi in a concise and efficient manner.

In the woods on both sides of the road, soldiers who had dug foxholes in advance were lying in ambush silently and nervously, ready for battle.

As the Japanese vanguard appeared in the scout's field of vision, a sniper rifle was aimed at Kimura, who had half of his body exposed.

With Qi Quan's order, the silence of the rainforest was instantly broken and Kimura was killed instantly.

Then, four Bofors anti-aircraft guns (pictured) hidden in the dense jungle and the M15 self-propelled anti-aircraft guns (pictured) towing them opened fire at the same time.

4门40mm博福斯，4门37mm勃朗宁高射炮和8挺12.7mmM2重机枪的凶猛火力如暴风骤雨般倾泻而出。震耳欲聋的炮声像一记记重锤敲击着大地，炮弹和子弹如同利箭般刺破空气，直奔鬼子的坦克与卡车而去。

A violent explosion suddenly sounded in the fragile Suzuki truck team. The iron carriages were instantly blown to pieces by 37mm high-explosive bombs. The screams of the Japanese soldiers and the metal fragments mixed into chaos.

Before the Japanese soldiers in the carriage could react, they were torn apart by the sudden firestorm. The carriage became a horrific slaughterhouse, with blood and smoke filling the broken air.

At the same time, the Bofors loaded with armor-piercing shells treated the Japanese tanks to a rain of iron.

理论射速120发/分钟，发射M81A1 40口径穿甲弹的博福斯高炮在1000M距离上还有着46mm的垂直穿深，对于车体正面装甲最厚处也只有25mm的九七改和九七式毫无疑问是‘不可承受之重’。

The Type 97 modified tanks, which were highly anticipated as "secret weapons", were like paper models under the ruthless attack of the Bofors guns and were completely unable to withstand the fierce artillery attacks.

The artillerymen ambushing in the rainforest hardly needed to aim deliberately. They only needed to level the anti-aircraft guns and rely on radio prompts to slightly correct the direction to completely cover the entire road.

Unable to even see the location of the ambush anti-aircraft guns, Kimura's tank unit was already trapped in a death trap.

Before the crews of the Type 97 modified tanks could react in panic in the narrow space of the vehicle, one M81A1 40-caliber armor-piercing round after another had penetrated their thin armor.

These shells turned into a deadly whirlwind the moment they entered the vehicle body. The shattered armor-piercing warheads and the collapsed armor plate fragments - these high-speed, hot, sharp steel fragments turned into sharp steel blades, flying everywhere.

They mercilessly cut through the air and the bodies of the Japanese crew members, like an invisible harvest, quickly taking their lives.

Hot shrapnel, broken mechanical parts, flying wires and hydraulic pipes danced wildly in the small space.

Compared with the main gun firing rate of 6-10 rounds per minute of tanks of this era, the extremely high firing rate of the Bofors anti-aircraft gun paralyzed all vehicles on the road in an instant.

These tanks made by the devils should have been steel fortresses. However, since a large amount of steel was diverted by the navy to build various warships, these medium tanks designed by the army were only at the level of light tanks in terms of defense.

Without giving these devils a chance to complain about why their tank armor was so weak, more armor-piercing shells followed.

"We can't move, abandon the car!"

The Japanese tank commander, his face covered in blood, had just opened the turret hatch with his trembling right hand when a .40 caliber armor-piercing shell penetrated the Type 97 turret and hit the turret ammunition rack.

The energy in more than a dozen 57mm high-explosive shells was released in an instant. (The Type 97 uses a short-barreled 57mm howitzer, which only has high-explosive shells.)

The blazing flames were like a violent tornado, throwing the commander and the turret upwards.

The turret weighing several tons soared into the air, spinning high into the sky several meters high, and then crashed down at a devastating speed, crushing the head of a Japanese soldier who had abandoned his bicycle and was hiding behind a bunker.

"Boom!" The fuel tank of another Type 97 modified vehicle was ignited by the hot shrapnel, and a fierce flame instantly burst out from the vehicle. The blazing flames trapped the Japanese crew in this steel coffin, turning them into a group of living "roast ducks in a oven".

The lucky but unfortunate survivors desperately slapped the hull of the vehicle, trying to escape, but to no avail. Under the flames, they gradually became motionless.

At a truck not far away, the surviving Japanese sergeant roared: "Get off, get off quickly!", and then kicked the soldiers who were not dead yet off the truck one by one.

Then he watched helplessly as the Japanese soldiers who got off the car were torn to pieces by one 37mm shell after another, and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Ahhhhh! Load on board!" Seeing his men being slaughtered one after another, the sergeant, who had gone completely crazy, stood on the truck, raised his rifle, and fired indiscriminately into the depths of the rainforest.

He had lost all his sanity. He waved his weapon in vain and pulled the bolt, like a cornered beast, venting his last ounces of anger and fear aimlessly.

However, his roar soon stopped abruptly as a sniper bullet accurately penetrated his chest and knocked him down instantly among the pile of corpses in the back of the truck, ending his last struggle in the chaos.

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The bloody massacre lasted only a few minutes and the battlefield soon became quiet.

The six Japanese tanks and four Suzuki trucks were all turned into scrap metal, either exploded and scattered, or burned into charred remains in the flames.

The air was filled with a strong smell of smoke, and from time to time the crackling sound of machine gun ammunition being ignited by the flames could be heard from the wreckage of the tank.

"Oh my God, this independent regiment fights so heroically?" Zhang Guangjun stood at the edge of the battlefield, completely shocked by the scene before him.

He murmured to himself with incredible surprise.

He stared at the mess on the road, unable to accept what had just happened.

"With just the continuous fire of four towed anti-aircraft guns and four self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, a mechanized (Fuso standard) Japanese detachment was wiped out in a few minutes?"

Zhang Guangjun looked around and saw the mortars, amphibious tanks and infantry in the rear who were still quietly on standby. These troops had not fired a single shot, while the enemy had been wiped out.

At this moment, he deeply understood for the first time the true meaning of "modern warfare" and "fire projection" - this was no longer a simple confrontation between soldiers, but a contest of technology and productivity.

Because John's colonists were extremely sensitive to any attempt by the Nanyang expatriates to use force, Zhang Guangjun was unable to receive any formal military education. (John's people wanted everyone in the colony to learn literature.)

As a science and engineering student who once studied abroad in White Eagle, his understanding of war mainly came from scattered military books in the library.

However, at this moment, he clearly felt how shallow the military theories he had read in his spare time were.

Thinking back to how he had dared to form a so-called "volunteer army" with dozens of young people and a few worn-out rifles, he couldn't help but blush, feeling a little self-deprecating and ashamed.

The scene before us profoundly revealed what true military strength is - systematic organization, precise command, and unparalleled firepower.