"Reporting to the division seat, we discovered the enemy's troops and left their camp, but they were not many in number, only about a squadron.
And they were moving very slowly. Every time they walked a certain distance, they would stop and let their motorcycles go ahead for reconnaissance. "
¡°Damn, it¡¯s only one squadron.¡±
Liu Changlong, who usually didn't say bad words, couldn't help but cursed his mother at this time.
He thought that Chen Shiliang had already led his troops in another direction and killed nearly a regiment of Japs. Then he thought about himself, after waiting in this snowy nest for such a long time, he could not bear the cold and pain. I said it, but the little devil actually dispatched such a squadron of troops. It really wasn't enough for them to pay for a single attack.
The more he thought about it, the more puzzled and angry Liu Changlong became.
"Is it possible that these little devils are too cowardly?"
He thought about the possibility of following, "So, even if they got the order to call for help, they would just stay in the camp and not dare to come out."
If combined with their previous behavior of sending reconnaissance cavalry, it would be easier to understand if a squadron of troops was sent to explore the road.
After thinking about this clearly, Liu Changlong immediately said: "Damn it, what a fucking ambush, I will lead the armored troops tonight and flatten the kid's camp directly."
As he said this, he immediately ordered the troops who had been ambushing to advance towards the Japanese camp. At the same time, the troops of the two tank regiments moved towards the sides and rear of the Japanese army to cut off their retreat.
After giving the order, the dark snow suddenly became brighter.
The lights of the cars and tanks suddenly opened at this time, like the eyes of a beast searching for prey in the darkness.
Their tanks and armored vehicles roared impatiently, and then, led by their commander, they rushed directly towards the Japanese camp.
Not only here, on their sides and rear, the two tank regiments originally used for roundabout operations also began to move towards the sides and rear of the Japanese camp.
For them, since the Japanese army has entered their circle, they can directly apply this circle to the Japanese army.
The Japanese squadron was still wandering slowly on the road.
Their squadron leader is not a fool, and coupled with the influence of their squadron leader Shunsuke Nishibank, at this time they are just thinking about how to work as a foreigner and how to survive such a cruel war.
Therefore, their marching speed is, to put it mildly, more cautious, and to put it worse, even if they are lying on the ground and crawling, they will be faster than them. To put it bluntly, they are afraid of fighting.
They are exactly the same as their co-captain Shunsuke Nishishishi.
"That's not right. Is there a light coming from the front?"
The motorcycle reconnaissance unit in front of them saw countless lights forming a light curtain in the wilderness ahead, blocking their way, and moving towards them at a very fast speed.
"Yes, there are many."
Another Japanese soldier said the same thing, not realizing what those lights meant.
But the Japanese veterans on the side reacted faster.
When he saw those lights, he immediately shouted: "Run, retreat!! That's the enemy's armored forces advancing, we must run!"
As he said this, he immediately turned the direction of the motorcycle and ran towards their rear.
Behind them, the Japanese squadron leader also saw a light curtain in front of them heading here at high speed.
"Something's wrong, what is that? The enemy's armored forces?"
He quickly realized something was wrong.
At this time, he saw the reconnaissance troops they sent out running towards them.
"Squadron leader, this is the enemy's armored force, run! Run!!!!"
The veteran driving the motorcycle shouted as he drove the motorcycle past him so fast that only a string of sounds and a gust of cold wind were left behind.
¡°Turn around!! All cars, turn around immediately!!¡±
He shouted and asked his soldiers to turn the truck around and rush towards the camp behind them.
And at this moment, the sound of a motorcycle came from behind them."Something's wrong."
Their squadron leader thought this way, and immediately stuck his head out and looked at the light of motorcycle lights ahead, shining in their direction.
The light was so dazzling that he couldn't see clearly what was going on over there.
He narrowed his eyes subconsciously, and then heard a whistling sound coming from the cold air.
"Whizzing!!"
That¡¯s the sound the rocket makes when it flies through the air.
The Japanese squadron leader was very unfamiliar with such a sound. He had never heard it before, only similar sounds.
That was the sound that the mortar shells would make when they were about to fall near them.
The next moment, under the strong light of the motorcycle lights, he clearly saw rockets flying towards his location, dragging red tail flames.
¡°Boom boom boom!!!¡±
A loud noise was heard, and their truck was hit by rockets fired intensively, and exploded and caught fire.
In the sidecars on motorcycles, the soldiers of the Fourth Army holding rocket launchers did not show too many expressions. They put down the rocket launchers and continued to advance forward.
As for the Japanese convoy, it had turned into a sea of ??fire. Only some remaining Japanese soldiers jumped out of their trucks, screaming with flames all over their bodies.
The soldiers of the Fourth Army who rushed past them would raise their rifles and shoot at these Japanese soldiers.
After dozens of motorcycles passed by them, there were only burning trucks and Japanese corpses lying on the ground.
The armored troops at the rear, covering the infantry, continued to advance forward.
Inside the headquarters of the Japanese Third Regiment, a light curtain was also discovered in front of them, moving in their direction.
It¡¯s not just the light curtains that are moving in this direction, but also the roar of the engines.
¡°Similar sounds were heard by Shunsuke Nishishishi a long time ago in his hometown of Japan.
There, he had seen the sounds made by the high-power diesel engines when the combined fleet was dispatched, which were exactly the same as these sounds. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com