The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 606 This is War (Part 3) [Two-in-One Chapter]

"Charge! Charge out! Use the Japanese tanks to take down the Japanese!"

Inside the Type 89 medium tank, the old man shouted at the top of his lungs; because he was too excited, his voice cracked.

According to the team's battle plan, Lao Che, Xin Huo, and Ji Shouxing were responsible for operating this Japanese tank.

So, about ten minutes ago, the three of them walked into this flower shop.

After glancing around and finding no outsiders in the shop, he immediately grabbed the shop owner, a pretty young woman from Japan, and gagged her to prevent her from making a scene and ruining everyone's plans.

During this process, Xinhuo even took the opportunity to tie the Japanese woman in a textbook-perfect turtle shell bondage, making it impossible for her to escape.

Of course! The specific binding method used is not important.

The important thing is that after throwing the tied-up sister-in-law into the bathroom, they hung a "Temporarily Closed" sign outside the door and pulled down the roller shutter.

At this moment, with a thought, Lao Che released the Type 89 medium tank he had brought back from the time travel from a vegetable basket slung across his shoulder.

Instantly, it occupied most of the space of a small flower shop.

That's not important either; what's next is what matters most.

The three men immediately climbed into the tank and took up different positions.

Xinhuo served as the driver, Ji Shouxing as the machine gunner, and Lao Che finally became the tank commander, also taking on the role of the gunner.

After a short time, the three started the tank.

Thanks to the constant gunfire and explosions outside, as well as the loud noises from the streets where a series of car accidents had occurred, the sound of the tank engine didn't need to worry about attracting outsiders' attention.

After completing all the preparations for the attack, the three waited.

Although they couldn't see what was happening outside, their teammates naturally helped them observe and notify them when the best time to break out.

However, during this waiting process, it was inevitable that the three of them would become quite impatient.

Fortunately, just seconds earlier, the earpieces hanging on the left ears of the three of them finally picked up Zanana's message: "Tank team, attack!"

As the commander, Lao Che immediately roared out the opening shout; however, Xin Huo, the driver, did not react immediately.

Nothing more! This guy was still preoccupied with something:
Don't let that flower shop owner, that Japanese woman, fool you with her ordinary looks; once she's bound in a tortoise shell, she's surprisingly heavy and quite a sight.

Fortunately, Xinhuo's lapse in concentration only lasted for a very short time.

When Lao Che's second shout reached his ears, Xin Huo reacted; based on Lao Che's previous training, he shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot.

Suddenly, the tank, which had been stationary, transformed into a crazed beast, and after emitting a thick plume of smoke from its exhaust pipe, it lunged forward.

It smashed through the roller shutter door and one side of the door frame, rushing out with an incredibly wild momentum.

Immediately, the three of them looked through the observation holes and saw five or six boxy armored vehicles with SAT markings on their hulls and strange-looking designs on their right.

Without a doubt, this is the target they need to block right now.

Immediately, Xinhu stopped the tank from moving forward and turned the left track alone, allowing the Type 89 medium tank to turn in a very short time.

The tank was positioned facing the strange blast-proof armored vehicles that had been charging forward but were now slamming on the brakes as they realized the danger.

Before the turn around was even fully completed, Ji Shouxing spat on his hand with a "pui".

Like an old man about to do farm work, he rubbed his hands together forcefully and then gripped a 7.7mm vehicle-mounted machine gun tightly.

They began firing wildly at the target, which was only thirty meters away.

The only pity is that, just like the 7.92mm bullets from the Maxim heavy machine gun hitting the blast-proof armored vehicle, it had the same result.

The burst of bullets fired by Ji Shouxing only produced a few sparks on the outer casings.

Then the bullet flew off in a spray, unable to penetrate the thing's protection at all.

However, this was not a big deal, because the old car was not just for show; he quickly adjusted the Type 90 57mm tank gun on the tank.

The dark muzzle of the cannon was aimed at the lead armored vehicle.

The shell in the breech had already been loaded by the old vehicle during the waiting time; although it wasn't an armor-piercing shell, but just a high-explosive fragmentation shell, it was more than enough to deal with the target in front of them.

With an indescribable expression of pleasure on his face, Lao Che slammed his foot down on the start pedal.

With a jolt, the tank fired a shell.

At this moment, they were only about 30 meters away from the lead armored vehicle. If they missed at such a close distance, the old car could have been driven to its death by running over a block of tofu.

In an instant, the shell shattered the bulletproof glass of the armored vehicle and exploded inside the vehicle.

Those who frequently fought against the Japanese know that the more confined the environment in which an explosion occurs, the more powerful it will be.

Therefore, despite being just a single 57mm fragmentation grenade, the immense power generated by its explosion within the confined space of the vehicle completely blew away the upper compartment of the blast-proof armored vehicle.

The dozen or so SAT members inside were instantly taken down, resulting in heavy casualties.

After witnessing such a scene, Lao Che felt an overwhelming sense of exhilaration.

In comparison, Xin Huo and Ji Shouxing's sense of enjoyment was significantly less.

But it doesn't matter, because the Japanese SAT troops are about to stage a human tank-bombing operation against them, and their time to shine has come...

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That's right! The Japanese are about to start blowing up the tanks.

To be more precise, Takao Tomonari, the commander of the SAT, is quite good in terms of reaction and command abilities.

Upon seeing a Type 89 medium tank, which had served as their main battle vehicle for a long time during World War II, they knew the situation was very bad.

Knowing that the armored vehicles they were riding in could at best defend against machine gun fire, they would absolutely not be able to withstand the power of a 57mm tank gun on them.

Immediately, he shouted "Get out of the car now!" on the internal channel, opened the car door, and jumped out.

After a series of clumsy tumbles, he rolled into a nearby luxury store, thus successfully escaping.

Unfortunately, the members who were in the same vehicle with him were not so lucky; apart from the driver who managed to escape, the other 13 members of the entire squad were all killed by a shell before they could even get out of the vehicle.

Each of the above individuals was interviewed and selected by Takao Tomonari before joining the SAT team.

Since joining, they have been training together every day.

Each one was a labor of love for him; such a huge loss caused Tomonari Takao a heart-wrenching pain, as if his heart was bleeding.

However, remembering the stern orders he had received from the police department before the mission, he had to suppress the pain in his heart.

Just kidding! Even if the Japanese don't want to admit it, they have to admit one thing: Uncle Sam's family is the master of their island nation, and they are just dogs being kept.

One of the master's powerful departments is currently under heavy attack by the attackers, suffering heavy casualties.

As pet dogs, if they don't do their best to rescue their owner at this time, are they just waiting to be beaten to death and eaten by their owner later?

Therefore, the order that Takao Tomonari received from his superior's superior was:

At all costs, no matter how many casualties occur, even if everyone dies, we must rescue the Q Bureau branch building as quickly as possible.

If he successfully completes the mission, he will become a hero of the island nation, and a bright future awaits him.

If the task cannot be completed, then go to jail for 'dereliction of duty'.

Therefore, Takao Tomonari knew that he had to destroy the Type 89 medium tank as quickly as possible, and then start destroying the building to rescue the people.

As for how to take down a tank? Of course, you use human bombs to blow it up!

To put it bluntly, the SAT forces are merely a unit used to deal with terrorist incidents, not an army used to wage war.

No matter how sophisticated their equipment was, they were not equipped with man-portable anti-tank missiles, rocket launchers, or man-portable grenade launchers—weapons that could effectively combat armor.

The grenades they carried were just stun grenades, smoke grenades, and flashbangs; they couldn't even be used to make a bomb pack.

Fortunately, they also carried a lot of C4 explosives for breaking down doors and walls.

If you put several C4 explosives together and stick them on the tank's outer shell, you can still blow open the thin armor of this old World War II tank.

Based on this idea, Takao Tomonari began to make arrangements for his remaining fifty or sixty men through the internal channel. These fifty or sixty men were all crew members in the four armored vehicles behind them.

Seeing that the situation was dire, they all followed Tomonari Takao out of the car and hid in the shops on the left, thus avoiding being killed by the subsequent gunfire from the older vehicles...

At 8:43, the Japanese SAT unit's attack began.

To be honest, Tomonari Takao and his group are truly elite; they're quite organized and methodical when they get going.

After Tomonari Takao shouted "Attack!", four or five Japanese soldiers suddenly leaned out and threw grenades one after another in the direction of the tank.

These grenades didn't explode when they landed, but instead suddenly flashed with a bright light.

The Japanese drivers in the various vehicles that were stopped on the main road only felt a flash of bright light, and then they found that they could not see anything in front of them.

These grenades thrown by the Japanese soldiers were all high-powered flash grenades.

It is likely that, caught off guard, the crew members of the Type 89 medium tank were so disoriented that they could not see anything for a short period of time.

After the bright light flashed, Takao Tomonari and other SAT members who had closed their eyes beforehand rushed out immediately.

Some of them swung their arms and threw grenades again.

However, this time they threw smoke grenades, intending to make it impossible for Lao Che and the others in the tank to see the approaching figures for a while, even if they were not injured by the bright light.

Some of the men, including Takao Tomonari, picked up their MP5A5 submachine guns and fired at the tank.

Their marksmanship was excellent; a dense barrage of bullets struck the tank's hull.

Although the 9mm Parabellum rounds cannot penetrate the tank armor, the dense clanging sound will constantly reach the ears of the crew.

Anyone with even a slightly weaker mental fortitude will be severely affected.

Finally, three groups of three, each carrying a large bundle of C4 explosives, crouched low and charged separately toward the tanks thirty meters away.

The teamwork demonstrated by the SAT test takers was remarkably well-organized, proving they were indeed highly trained elites.

Unfortunately, these tactics were things that Hu Biao and his men had already used long ago; as soon as these Japanese soldiers lifted their butts, Lao Che and the others knew what kind of shit they were going to do.

They're delusional to think they can blow up a tank so easily.

The moment the bright light appeared, Lao Che, Xin Huo, and Ji Shouxing instinctively closed their eyes to minimize the damage.

Even with their eyes closed, it didn't affect their subsequent operations at all.

Sure enough! Xin Huo immediately shifted into reverse and drove the tank backward at breakneck speed, increasing the distance between himself and the Japanese soldiers and giving them more time to get closer.

Furthermore, while reversing, the front of the tank was also made to sway back and forth from side to side.

After Xin Huo started reversing, Ji Shouxing also grabbed the machine gun and began firing back and forth, relying on his senses.

The tank swayed back and forth, but Ji Shouxing's sweeping fire covered a much larger area, so much so that the Japanese soldiers who rushed up to blow up the tank couldn't find any blind spots in their firepower.

As for the dense clanging and banging sounds around them, they seemed not to hear them at all...

What followed was, in Takao Tomonari's eyes, a complete tragedy was unfolding.

The group of men in the middle had only rushed about ten steps away when suddenly their bodies jolted, and they abruptly stopped, then fell to the ground.

It turned out that they had been hit in the chest and abdomen by 7.7mm bullets.

Their advanced bulletproof vests were clearly no match for the power of this outdated type of bullet.

When the group on the left had rushed about eighteen or nineteen steps, they all staggered and fell to the ground, and one of them even had his skull smashed by a bullet.

The group on the right, however, managed to run about thirty steps.

But that doesn't mean they had the chance to stick the C4 explosives they had onto the tank's hull.

Although the Type 89 medium tank reverses slowly, it has now moved back about twenty meters; meaning that the group of people on the right is still about twenty steps away from the tank.

Seeing that they couldn't catch up with the tanks at all, one of the Japanese soldiers, who was clutching C4 explosives, shouted and suddenly stopped.

He held a ball of C4 explosive weighing five or six hundred grams in his left hand and struck a baseball throwing motion.

It seems they're planning to take a gamble and see if they can throw C4 explosives onto the tank and then detonate it remotely to blow up this roadblock.

Actually, the Japanese soldier's idea wasn't wrong, provided he had the opportunity to throw the C4 explosive.

In fact, he had just taken his stance when a burst of bullets came flying at him.

Not only did they kill the other two in his group, but several bullets also hit his leg, which was in the baseball-throwing stance, standing on one leg.

A moment later, the leg was severed in the middle of the thigh, and the Japanese soldier lost his balance and fell to the ground with a 'thud'.

Despite the excruciating pain of his broken leg, the Japanese soldier threw away the C4 explosives, clutched his wound with both hands, and rolled on the ground screaming in agony.

In a very short time, the three SAT teams that rushed in had suffered eight dead and one seriously injured, and no one had completed the mission.

Upon witnessing this scene, Tomonari Takao's eyes turned bloodshot, almost as if they were about to spit fire; if eyes could shoot lasers, Old Car and the others would have been burned to ashes long ago.

Since lasers can't be used on the eyes, Takao Tomonari is currently filled with a tremendous sense of powerlessness.

The only thing he could do was shout and issue a new order: "Go up three more groups of men and blow up this damn tank."

Following this order, three groups of nine Japanese soldiers charged forward.

The result was no different from the previous three groups of nine people. If there was any difference, it was that the old car fired a shot during the process, so not everyone died from the machine gun.

Another group of three was blown into the air on the spot.

"Three more groups of people go up." Even with his back teeth clenched so hard they were bleeding, Takao Tomonari shouted out again.

This time, however, no one rushed forward as before; he instinctively glanced at his remaining men, only to find their faces filled with fear.

Clearly, the scene of a group of people going up and dying had terrified them, and they dared not continue to rush forward.

Upon seeing this, Tomonari Takao, filled with rage, cursed in the internal channel: "Cowards, you are all a bunch of cowards."

They were not even as good as the Nationalist army composed of farmers and small craftsmen on the Chinese battlefield more than 80 years ago.

At the very least, they still had the courage to sacrifice dozens, even hundreds, of men to destroy an Imperial tank.

After the scolding, the remaining Japanese soldiers in STA were filled with shame, but despite their shame, none of them obeyed the order.

After their defeat 80 years ago, the backbone of the island nation's men was already broken. Coupled with so many years of "anti-male plans," what fighting courage do they still have?

Seeing this scene, Tomonari Takao gave a bitter smile and charged forward alone.

I wonder if this Japanese soldier used up all his luck in the following period of time.

As he charged forward, picking up C4 explosives from the ground and continuing his assault, despite the whistling bullets flying around him, none of them hit him.

Unfortunately, when he was less than fifteen or sixteen meters away from the tank, Tomonari Takao's good luck ran out.

As he raised one arm, preparing to throw the C4 explosives, several bullets struck his outstretched arm; with a 'thud,' the half of his arm holding the explosives fell to the ground.

Perhaps Tomonari Takao had already entered a state of madness, for even such excruciating pain did not completely break him down.

He still staggered forward to the tank, and with his only remaining left hand, he swung the MP5A5 submachine gun, which had already emptied its magazine, and began to smash it against the tank.

After only a few slams, Xin Huo floored the accelerator and started the tank moving forward.

He knocked down the insane Tomonari Takao and ran him over with the treadmill; crushing him like a bug.

It was at this time that the surviving SAT members lost their last bit of courage.

They fled desperately, and in front of more than 300,000 viewers in the Neelham live stream, they were running for their lives.

Just then, Neelham glanced at the live stream and saw this comment floating by:
"More than 80 years ago, our poorly equipped Chinese ancestors used this helpless tactic, enduring huge casualties, to blow up Japanese tanks."

However, during this process, as long as the entire position was not wiped out, no one fled or retreated.

Because behind them are the land left to them by their ancestors and their families…

(End of this chapter)