Anti-Japanese War: The whole world is a base vehicle

If they wanted to help the German army take the canal, the first key destination that must be taken would naturally be Cairo.

Cairo's strategic position is extremely important. As a strong military town, it is like a solid gate guarding the canal. Only by conquering it first will there be a chance to continue advancing, take over the canal, and control the entire situation.

Therefore, Wang Jun was very clear about this, and the goal he set for himself was Cairo.

In order to achieve this goal, he made sufficient preparations and assembled two infantry divisions and one armored division.

This is not a small number. The two infantry divisions have many well-trained soldiers who are armed and ready to charge at any time. The armored division has even more powerful combat effectiveness. The tanks are like steel behemoths, which are intimidating just by looking at them.

As these two infantry divisions and an armored division arrived at the designated location one after another, Wang Jun's confidence suddenly increased.

After all, he knew in his heart that the British troops in the city were no pushovers and their strength was no weaker than his.

Moreover, he only had mobilized soldiers, and very few elite soldiers.

That's why they rushed out three divisions!

If you think about taking Cairo without sufficient strength to support it, it would be absolutely wishful thinking, tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg.

After a brief rest, Wang Jun felt that the time was right and decided to order an attack on Cairo.

"Hurry up, hurry up, try to get all the artillery in place before six o'clock." Outside Cairo, Wang Jun stood on a high ground, staring closely at his artillerymen who were busy setting up artillery positions, and urged anxiously.

He was well aware of the importance of artillery in this battle. Only by arranging the artillery positions first and allowing the artillery to exert its power could a good foundation be laid for the subsequent attack.

Due to a full understanding of the British army's equipment and defensive capabilities, Wang Jun did not rashly order his troops to launch an attack immediately, but chose to conduct artillery preparation first with great caution.

He thought that he would first launch a fierce artillery bombardment on the British defense line to disrupt the enemy's deployment, destroy some of their fortifications, and reduce the enemy's combat effectiveness.

In this way, time passed little by little, and finally it was eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the tanks that were originally hidden in the dark and covered with camouflage slowly removed their camouflage, and the steel behemoths revealed their hard bodies, reflecting a cold luster in the moonlight; and the cannons slowly raised their thick barrels, like behemoths ready to go, opening their mouths wide, ready to roar.

A big battle is about to begin under the cover of night.

"Hey, Sergeant, do you think those niggers dare to attack us?" In the city, a British recruit said to the sergeant beside him with a look of disdain.

Relying on the British army's past strength, he did not take the enemies outside the city seriously at all, thinking that the other side would definitely not dare to provoke them easily.

"Hey, Tom, don't worry..." The sergeant was smoking a cigar leisurely and responded slowly. Before he finished his words, suddenly, bursts of sharp whistling sounds were heard in the night sky. The sound was getting closer and more harsh, instantly breaking the original tranquility in the city.

"Damn, it's artillery fire... get out of the way quickly..." The sergeant's face changed drastically. He threw away the cigar in his hand and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Bombardment..." Other British soldiers also shouted in panic. For a moment, the city fell into chaos.

At this moment, thousands of artillery pieces of various calibers outside the city fired at the British defense line almost at the same time.

The scene was spectacular and shocking. Artillery shells whizzed across the night sky, dragging bright arcs, and then rained down on the British defense line. The "boom" and "boom" sounds of explosions came one after another, instantly illuminating the entire night sky and plunging the originally peaceful city into a sea of ​​fire.

The vast expanse of sky from east to west was flashing with lightning, so bright that it seemed as if it was on fire. The whole world was shaking. Wang Jun at the command post in the rear could hear the roar of artillery fire and explosions.

"Tell the frontline troops to destroy all the British troops they see." Wang Jun's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were cold, he held up a telescope, stared closely at the distant Cairo city which was already in flames, and gave the order in a cold tone. There was an unquestionable determination in his words, as if he had already sentenced the fate of the British troops in the city.

"Yes!" The subordinates immediately responded loudly after hearing the order.

Then he quickly conveyed the order, not daring to delay at all. After all, this was a key order that determined the outcome of the battle.

The artillery fire lasted for half an hour. This fierce bombardment actually had a clear purpose, which was to suppress the artillery positions of the British army opposite.

You know, in previous battles, this was a common combat practice of the British Army. Before each battle, they would always conduct artillery preparations first, using powerful artillery fire to destroy the enemy's fortifications, disrupt the opponent's deployment, and create favorable conditions for subsequent attacks.

Now, Wang Jun is rich and powerful, with sufficient artillery resources. Since the British army's combat habits have a good effect, he naturally borrowed from them and got used to starting the battle with this method of bombardment first.

At this moment, the British troops in the city were completely confused by the sudden and indiscriminate bombing.

According to previous combat experience, they always relied on their powerful artillery advantage to bombard the enemy on the opposite side. In their hearts, they did not take the enemy group seriously at all, and even called them "niggers" with some contempt. What was the result?
This time, the group of people whom they usually looked down upon actually turned around and made them dizzy and confused.

Under the impact of such fierce artillery fire, they forgot all the basic tactical movements that they were well-trained in their daily training. Their minds were blank and they were only busy looking for a place to hide in panic. They had no time to think about counterattacking or organizing defense.

Therefore, the following battle went smoothly. The fierce artillery fire was like a pair of ruthless hands, tearing the British defense line apart. The originally solid fortifications were blown to pieces, and huge gaps appeared in many places. The British soldiers also suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining people were scared out of their wits, their morale was low, and they could not organize an effective resistance at all.

This created an excellent opportunity for Wang's follow-up troops to attack. It seemed that the situation of this battle had developed in a direction that was extremely favorable to Wang's army.

"Who can tell me? Why do a group of blacks have so many artillery pieces?" In the city of Cairo, the British commander widened his eyes and looked at his subordinates in confusion. His eyes were full of disbelief and his voice trembled slightly with shock and confusion.

He just couldn't understand how those people who were never taken seriously by them and were contemptuously called "niggers" could suddenly have so many artillery pieces. This was completely beyond his understanding.

In fact, not only him, but his subordinates were also in a confused state.

They looked at each other, with the same confusion and puzzlement in their eyes, because they didn't know the reason either.

Normally, they looked down on these people from the bottom of their hearts, thinking that they were just a group of rabble. But now, not only do they have a large number of artillery pieces, but more importantly, they have so many people who can operate these artillery pieces skillfully. This is really surprising.

"Could it be the Germans?" A British lieutenant colonel frowned and couldn't help but speculate. He thought to himself that the Germans were always cunning and had been confronting the British on various battlefields. Maybe they were behind the scenes, supporting these people to deal with the British. Otherwise, how could these people have such strength on their own?

"Maybe it's the Soviet Army?" Another British officer spoke up. He felt that the Soviet Army was also a possibility. After all, the Soviet Army's power should not be underestimated. If they wanted to create some trouble for the British Army in this area, it was not impossible for them to achieve their goal by supporting such a force.

"It's possible." Several other people echoed. They had no idea at the moment and could only guess based on their feelings. However, no one had a clear idea who was supporting them behind the scenes.

"But who can tell me, what is the point of their supporting these niggers?" The British commander did not refute his subordinates. He frowned and looked thoughtful.

After all, anyone who is not a fool can see that there must be a force supporting these black guys behind the scenes, otherwise they would not be able to possess such strong firepower on their own.

They just couldn't figure out who was supporting them from behind. But they also wanted to know what the other party's support for these blacks was, whether it was just to create trouble for the British army, or there was a deeper strategic intention. This made them very curious and at the same time a little worried.

"It must be to disrupt us." The British lieutenant colonel who spoke earlier said again. He felt that judging from the current situation, the other party supported this force with the high probability that they wanted to use them to disrupt the British army's deployment, create chaos in the area, and make the British army exhausted in dealing with it, so as to achieve the purpose of weakening the British army's strength or interfering with the British army's strategic plans.

After he said this, the others nodded slightly, thinking that there seemed to be some truth in it, but they were still not sure in their hearts and were still thinking about it.

"Disrupting us is one thing, but there must be other purposes." The British commander said seriously with a serious face and deep thought in his eyes.

He knew very well that the other party would not support such a force to deal with them just to cause a simple disturbance and then stop there. There must be more complex and far-reaching strategic considerations behind it. It's just that the current situation is critical and he has not been able to figure it out for the time being.

"Sir, we should now consider how to defend Cairo. The enemy's firepower is too strong, and we may not be able to hold it." At this time, another major spoke with a worried look on his face and a frown.

He looked at the direction where artillery shells were whistling outside the city, and his heart was full of worry. The intensity of the enemy's artillery fire was far beyond their imagination. If this continued, it would be very difficult to defend the city of Cairo.

"Yes, and the enemy seems to have no shortage of shells. The shells have never stopped since the start of the war." Another British officer echoed, with a hint of helplessness and despair in his words. The shells kept falling on the city like raindrops, and there were explosions everywhere. Houses were blown down, and the streets were pitted. Their fortifications were also constantly damaged by these rounds of bombardment, but the enemy's shells continued to come, as if they were inexhaustible.

"Not only that, they also sent out tanks." Someone else added, with a hint of fear in his voice.

Because of the German blitzkrieg, the whole world knows that tanks have powerful deterrent and combat capabilities. Once they appear on the battlefield, they are a huge threat to infantry.

So the British army was naturally a little panicked!
They were already in a bit of a mess due to the artillery fire, and if they faced the attack of enemy tanks, the battle would be even more difficult.

"Tank?" Upon hearing this, the British commander's face turned pale and he was completely panicked.

He was well aware of the power of tanks on the battlefield. If those steel behemoths were allowed to rush into the city, the consequences would be disastrous. However, they did not have any good way to deal with it at the moment. For a moment, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth, but he was at a loss as to what to do.

And outside Cairo!
"Forward!" As the order for the general attack was given, a deafening shout suddenly rang out on the battlefield. It was the high-spirited roar of the officers and soldiers. Each of them had a determined look in their eyes, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, they launched a fierce attack on the city of Cairo.

The tank let out a low and extremely intimidating roar!
One after another, T-26 tanks appeared on the battlefield. Their huge bodies looked even more majestic under the illumination of flares. Their hard armor seemed indestructible. Their tracks rolled over the ground, raising clouds of dust, and they drove towards the enemy's positions with great momentum.

The entire sky was covered with flares, as bright as day. The pale light illuminated everything on the battlefield clearly. The soldiers, tanks and various fortifications of both sides were exposed to this light without any cover.

Wang Jun put all the troops in his hands into the battle. He had a firm gaze and a resolute expression, and he was determined to take Cairo in one go.

In his deployment, the T-26 tank battalion still acted as the vanguard of the entire army. These tanks were like sharp blades on the battlefield, rolling forward towards the enemy's position. Wherever they went, they raised a cloud of dust, and their momentum seemed to crush all obstacles in front of them. (End of this chapter)