You were tasked with guarding the Sihang Warehouse, and you brought out a Tiger tank?

Tanaka Jiro still felt a little strange.

After all, shouldn't elite units like the Central Training Corps and the Tax Police Corps, which possess armored vehicles, be retreating to Nanjing and preparing to defend the city to the death?

Why did you end up in Jiangbei?

Is the Navy's idiot actually doing his job properly?

Is the Yangtze River being properly blocked off?

However, he was only slightly surprised and still made what he considered to be adequate preparations.

"Quickly, bring out those two 37mm anti-tank guns."

Tanaka Jiro shouted loudly:

"We still have explosives. The suicide squad is ready. The time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor!"

"If any Chinese tanks dare to get close, charge up and blow them up!"

These two 37mm anti-tank guns were the only remaining treasures they managed to salvage last night. They are lightweight and can be pushed around by just a few people.

In Tanaka Jiro's view, a 37mm gun was sufficient to deal with the thinly armored tanks of the Great Xia army.

However, when the first tank broke through the morning mist and appeared in his field of vision.

Tanaka Jiro's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"What?!"

A low-slung, oddly shaped war chariot was rumbling toward them.

It has no turret; the main gun is mounted directly at the front of the hull, giving the entire vehicle a strange, tilted angle.

It was the Jagdpanzer tank destroyer.

Behind it followed several larger Panzer III Ausf. L tanks with boxy turrets.

The dark, gaping muzzle and the thick armor exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

"What...what kind of tank is this?!"

Tanaka Jiro was completely dumbfounded.

He had never seen a tank of this type before, let alone one of such a large size.

This isn't an armored car; it's clearly a heavy combat vehicle.

"Fire! Fire now!"

The Japanese soldiers frantically operated the 37mm anti-tank gun.

"Bang!"

A 37mm armor-piercing round whistled out and accurately struck the upper glacier armor of the lead Jagdpanzer vehicle.

however.

"when!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

The armor-piercing projectile bounced off like a glass bead hitting a rock.

"What?! It ricocheted?!"

The Japanese artillerymen screamed in terror.

The Jagdpanzer's 60mm thick, 60-degree sloped upper glacis armor has an effective thickness of over 120mm, which is simply not something that small-caliber anti-tank guns can penetrate.

The next second, retaliation came.

"boom!"

The Jagdpanzer's main gun jolted violently, and a 75mm high-explosive shell whistled out.

Extremely accurate.

The 37mm anti-tank gun that had just fired, along with several Japanese artillerymen nearby, were instantly blown into the air.

Parts and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the other Panzer III Ausf. L tanks also opened fire.

The 50mm long-barreled main gun roared.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The remaining anti-tank gun only managed to fire a few shots before being blown to bits.

The Japanese anti-tank firepower was wiped out in an instant.

"All troops, launch an assault!"

At Zhao Dashan's command, the armored troops began to accelerate their charge.

The tank's hull-mounted machine gun and coaxial machine gun fired simultaneously, and a dense hail of bullets swept across the reed beds like a torrent of water.

"Da da da da da—"

The reeds were cut down in large swathes, and the Japanese soldiers hiding inside were beaten to a pulp.

At the same time, the infantrymen of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Honor Brigade also jumped off the trucks and followed the tanks, launching an attack.

They wore gray field uniforms, M35 steel helmets, and carried StG44 assault rifles and G43 semi-automatic rifles, their movements skillful and fierce.

"Grenade!"

The squad leader, who was at the very front, let out a loud shout.

Dozens of M24 long-handled grenades traced graceful arcs in the air before landing in the Japanese soldiers' makeshift trenches.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of explosions rang out, and smoke filled the air.

Before the Japanese soldiers could recover from the shock of the explosion, the infantry had already rushed up to them.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat—"

The distinctive gunshot of the StG44 assault rifle echoed across the battlefield.

This revolutionary weapon is nothing short of a massacre in close-quarters combat.

Before the Japanese soldiers could even cock their Type 38 rifles, they were riddled with bullets.

Tanaka Jiro hid behind a mound and witnessed a Japanese sergeant peeking out to retaliate.

"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot rang out.

That was the sound of a G43 semi-automatic rifle.

The Japanese sergeant's helmet was instantly pierced, and his body slumped to the ground.

Precise shooting skills!

It’s amazing!

Tanaka Jiro trembled all over, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"What...what kind of unit is this?!"

Looking at the army before him, a force as strong as steel, he was filled with despair and disbelief.

"This firepower density...this level of proficiency in infantry-tank coordination...and this precise marksmanship..."

This is absolutely the elite of the elite.

They are ten times more formidable than the Central Training Corps mentioned in the intelligence reports.

He couldn't understand it.

Why would such a powerful force appear here?

Logically speaking, elite troops of this caliber should have been among the first to be deployed to the Shanghai-Nanjing battlefield, only to be blown to bits by the naval idiots' cannons on the beach.

Why would they come all the way to Jiangbei to bully his small supply corps?

"What merit do I, as a supply corps, possess?"

Surrounded and brutally beaten by such troops?

That's not true.

Isn't this like using a cannon to kill a mosquito?!

Tanaka Jiro finally broke down and his composure crumbled.

I can't beat them, I really can't beat them.

With the addition of the Bison self-propelled gun, the 150mm barrel began bombarding the Japanese temporary positions.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Tanaka Jiro watched as the soldiers around him fell one by one, and the defensive line was completely torn apart.

He knew that if he didn't run, his entire army would be wiped out.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Tanaka Jiro roared, his voice trembling with sobs, tears streaming down his face:

"Break through to the west."

Go catch up with the main force.

"Run, everyone, as many as you can escape!"

After saying that, he ignored the remaining soldiers, took a few trusted men, jumped onto a truck that hadn't been destroyed yet, and fled frantically westward.

However, what he didn't know was...

On the outskirts of the battlefield, several 222 armored vehicles that had been loitering around quickly spotted the lone truck.

It quickly and slowly turned the car body to catch up.

The turret rotated, and the dark muzzle of the 20mm autocannon was aimed directly at the fleeing truck...

"Bang bang bang!"

After a rhythmic burst of fire, Major Jiro Tanaka, the battalion commander, died!

While the Japanese supply battalion was being subjected to a barrage of fire, Major General Kunisaki Noboru, commander of the Kunisaki Detachment, was leading the central army in a retreat.