Miyoshi Kihei organized a hundred death squads to act as suicide bombers in order to block the large tanks of the Chinese Army.
"You are all heroes of the Japanese Empire who have heroically sacrificed their lives for the glorious Holy War of Greater East Asia. His Majesty the Emperor will never forget you. The Japanese people will not forget you. Your families will be proud of you. I will not treat myself badly." Soldiers, I will now promise you that the pensions of all soldiers who sacrificed their lives this time will be doubled." Before departure, His Excellency the Colonel stood in front of the team and excitedly mobilized the warriors who were about to go on the expedition.
Everything I said before is nonsense, except for the last few words. In fact, Colonel Miyoshi is a hereditary noble. He said that if he wanted to double his pension, he would definitely double it. This death was not in vain. The suicide squad members looked at each other with complex looks of hatred mixed with gratitude. Seeing Miyoshi and others raising their hands and saluting, the one hundred suicide bombers collectively shouted "Hi" after finishing their speeches, covering up the fierce sound of gunfire. A tragic feeling echoed in the hearts of these one hundred suicide bombers.
"They are all warriors." Colonel Miyoshi rubbed his eyes and suddenly jumped up. "Machine gun, cover quickly." The warriors had already begun to charge. Colonel Colonel suddenly realized that he had forgotten to give the cover order to the machine gun squadron. He saw the warriors of the death squads standing next to each other. Miyoshi Kihei, who was knocked down, shouted in panic.
"Thud, tug, tug, tug." The two 7.62mm machine guns on the Sherman tank sprayed fire. The snake easily tore all the Japanese troops in sight into pieces. Jin Hu drove his big tank invincibly all the way. Any enemy driving forward will be vulnerable to the firepower of the tank.
Suddenly Jin Hu saw a few guys who were suspected of being Japs running around on the battlefield with their backs bent. What were these guys doing? Looking at these sneaky guys, the commander of the armored corps had a feeling of d¨¦j¨¤ vu.
Before Jin Hu could remember the official names of these people, he heard a "bang" sound and a plume of thick smoke suddenly rose two to three hundred meters ahead on the left. At the same time, there were also fires. A car that was the same as Jin Hu's car The Mann tank shook a few times and stopped on the spot.
The words "Death Squad" suddenly popped into Jin Hu's mind. The Japanese couldn't hit his tanks with cannons, so they began to use this most primitive, bloodiest, and most effective method.
"Attention of all vehicle crews. Attention of all vehicle crews: close the distance between vehicles, pay attention to mutual cover, and guard against Japanese blasters." Jin Hu issued an order to all vehicles under his command through the microphone to guard against Japanese blasters.
This kind of desperate demolitionist had previously killed Jin Hu and many senior officers of the 500th Army. Although it was dangerous and the chance of survival was extremely small, once they were allowed to get close, The probability of enemy armored vehicles being killed is also very high. Jin Hu would not dare to let a desperate human bomb approach his tank at close range.
"Lean over and take a look at the injured tank." There is nothing unusual about the appearance of the tank that was shot. I don't know if there is something wrong with the crew members inside or if the tracks were blown off. Anyway, the chassis and turret of the tank are still there. Jin Hu must go and take a look at the original location.
"One hundred meters to the left rear" the observer suddenly shouted. The turret rotated rapidly as the scene in front of him changed. The two boys holding suspicious objects in their arms had arrived less than a hundred meters away from the tank.
Jin Hu pulled the trigger of the machine gun hard, "chu chu chu" and quickly flew towards the two suspicious guys. Before he could see the two boys being torn apart by the machine gun bullets, he saw a flash of red light and a "boom" and a puff of black smoke. Two boys appeared and disappeared right where they were. It turned out that the machine gun just hit the bomb. These two suspicious guys were the enemy's flesh bombs.
After eliminating the two meat bombs, Jin Hu also arrived in front of the injured tank. When he got close, he could see at a glance that the reason for the tank's injuries was that the track was broken. The half-cut track head was spread out on the ground. Three more vehicles came over. The four tanks each occupied a corner and surrounded the injured tank from all sides to the middle.
As soon as the tank hatch is opened, the tank crew drills out with a hammer, wrench and screwdriver. If the track is broken, it is not a big problem. This is a simple troubleshooting. The mobile detachment has already conducted countless trainings. Almost everyone among the veterans can pick up the track.
The original mobile detachment only had those two tanks for a long time. Things were missing and naturally precious. In previous battles, the tracks of those two tanks had been interrupted countless times. Every time, Jin Hu led the soldiers. The American tank is used for repair and repair. Although it is a bit bigger, the principle of the track is still the same. There is not much difference in repairing it.
In less than half an hour, the soldiers had connected the tracked tank, moved it back and forth a few times, and started to drive again.
"The Jinhu 500th Division is charging forward. You go and destroy the Japanese cannons." The voice of Army Commander Gao Quan came from the wireless phone.
"Understand" The louder and louder shouts of killing on the battlefield have shown that the main force of our army is getting closer. Jin Hu looked around through the observation windowWatching him trying to find out the location of the Japanese artillery positions
"Bang, bang, boom!" A burst of fire with a scream pierced the sky and exploded in the distance. It was a Japanese cannon. The Japanese really cooperated with Jin Hu and grinned. "One battalion is approaching me." Kill the Japanese artillery position. One battalion is enough. It's better to keep the remaining tanks here to cooperate with the 500 Division.
Gao Quan put down the phone and lowered his head to look at the map again. It was a hand-drawn map of Taiwan. Although it was quite different from the map of Taiwan in Gao Quan's impression, all the major cities on the island were marked. What was particularly precious was this one. The map actually shows the major Japanese military deployments in Taiwan. The numbers of Japanese troops at each military stronghold, as well as the approximate number of Japanese soldiers and the names of commanders are all marked on the map. The role of this map in the war cannot be measured with money. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a priceless treasure. This is the map sent by Li Junjie, the leader of the Taiwan Volunteer Army. Gao Quan has been studying the map for almost half an hour.
On this map, the Ninth Division is almost concentrated in the four major cities of Keelung, Taipei, Taichung, and Kaohsiung and their surrounding areas; in Tainan and Taitung is another Japanese division, the Twelfth Division; Taipei In the city is the Governor's Mansion and its garrison. There are about 2,000 Japanese troops stationed in Kaohsiung. The captain of the 35th Regiment of the 9th Division is Captain Miyoshi Kihei. There are about 2,500 Japanese troops under his command.
The Ninth Division is a standing Class A draft horse division in the Japanese army. The regiment under this division should be a powerful force of more than 3,800 people at full strength. But now this unit belongs to the Ninth Division. The regiment actually had only 2,500 people. This also shows that the Japanese army at the end of the Anti-Japanese War was in decline and was no longer what it used to be.