Chapter 115 Combination Tactics
Tank, known as the king of land warfare, has also seen Wang Yang, the US Sherman main battle tank, not to mention its power.
When the 180th Division was beaten to the point of being in a mess by the US military, Wang Yang's reconnaissance was defeated without even resisting, but it was inseparable from this steel monster. To be honest, Wang Yang really had a considerable psychological fear of it.
The huge body cast by steel is almost synonymous with indestructible strength, and the production design of Sherman tanks is probably the best in World War II. The American manufacturers who developed and produced tanks were General Motors, Ford, Chrysler and other automobile factories, which adopted the production line principle advocated by Henry Ford, so it can be mass-produced and greatly reduced costs. During World War II, the United States produced a total of 287,000 armored combat vehicles, including nearly 50,000 Sherman tanks, and there were naturally many Shermans on the Korean battlefield.
But tanks are tanks. When they arrive at the tank battlefield with hilly terrain, there is no plain here for them to go to Mercedes-Benz and long-distance running, and their combat effectiveness is relatively greatly reduced. Therefore, for many times, the United Nations tanks can only be used as one cannon.
But Wang Yang heard the sound of the tank at this time, and he even felt that the big guy weighing 36 tons was driving and the whole ground seemed to tremble.
"Impossible, our position tanks cannot be driven up!"
Wang Dabao's eyes were also full of disbelief, and he shook his head and said decisively.
You know, their position is a mountain with two cliffs, and it is impossible for tanks to drive up. Besides, it is useless to drive up. The enemy's actions at this time make them difficult for them to understand.
"Yes! It cannot drive up, but it does not prevent the enemy from using the tank as a moving attack fortress!"
Wang Yang and Wang Dabao were still confused, but Xiang Hongqi, who was one step faster than them, had already rushed to a high ground in the middle of the position. He looked below the position, his face suddenly turned pale, and his voice seemed to be full of bitterness.
His face changed slightly, and Wang Yang took a step and stood beside Xiang Hongqi. He raised his eyes and looked at his heart and immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.
Under the light of the enemy's lights, Wang Yang saw a scene that made him despair. Two tanks were advancing halfway up the mountain below the position where they were, facing the blazing flames on the top of the mountain. Their speed had dropped, and their muzzles were rising, and they were aiming towards the position. What was even more shocking was that two heavy machine guns appeared on the top of their tower, and the two enemies were lying on it and staring at it.
Xiang Hongqi's voice was cold and filled with gritting resentment: "The enemy has come up and is approaching the frontier of our position!"
During the night attack, a complete set of combined tactics seemed to be conducting tactical exercises. Wang Yang saw the South Korean soldiers who were beaten to retreat just now rushed up again, but at the end of their team, there was a row of American soldiers standing in front of the formation. This time, the US military supervised the battle to carry out the battlefield shooting. No wonder these guys had to bite the bullet and rush up.
First, the cannon bombed, and then the air force sent to drop in incendiary bombs to cover the entire position of our army. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the flames burning, the enemy infantry rushed to the position of our army.
This was not enough, they also sent the indestructible tanks to the forefront, serving as a mobile fortress, and placed machine guns for fire suppression.
Wang Yang remembered the important information in his hand, and the night attack that the enemy was about to launch in the early morning of the day after tomorrow. He seemed to realize the purpose of the enemy at the first moment. Wang Yang was lucky enough to hit the enemy's attack and defense drills one head.
No, this important military intelligence must be delivered to Commander Fu as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the Sixty-Three Army faces a three-dimensional night attack with a combination of tactics by several enemy divisions, the consequences will be unimaginable, but...
But when Wang Yang saw the flames burning everywhere on the position, the officers and soldiers of South Korea surrounded him from all directions. How could he get out? Then Wang Yang looked at the two soldiers with firm faces around him. He also thought of the wounded volunteers next to the air defense bunker, how could he leave?
Fight or not? How to fight? It was hovering in the minds of Wang Yang and the other two. Looking at the countless South Korean soldiers surrounding them through the flames, they were filled with worries.
They were not afraid, but they didn't know where to start, but they could better eliminate the enemy and defend their positions.
"Does go!"
But before the three of them could make too much thought, Wang Yang suddenly felt a huge shock in his heart. He looked over subconsciously and saw a Sherman tank turret of the US military suddenly fine-tuned and rotated. The dark muzzle passed by a light swing, but the target was in the direction they were in. Wang Yang was shocked and immediately took action like lightning, pushing towards Hongqi far away with one hand, kicking Wang Dabao away, and then his body rushed out into a trench.
With a loud bang, the Sherman tank shells landed accurately on a mountain bag they had just stood up. The scraps raised by the shells rushed into the sky, and the flames all over the mountain flew everywhere, and the huge explosion seemed deafening.
Xiang Hongqi was watching the enemy swarming in worry. He didn't know what to do. He was about to see if Wang Yang had any idea, but suddenly he was frightened by Wang Yang's loud shout. Then Wang Yang pushed his chest without saying a word. He didn't know why Wang Yang had such a great power. He just felt his body flying far away in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, he had no room for reaction. Suddenly, a loud bang appeared beside him, and he subconsciously bent down. Then several more artillery fire poured down ruthlessly. He thought he was going to die, but he was so lucky that no bomb fell on him.
A sharp pain came from his neck, and Xiang Hongqi sat up subconsciously. Then he touched his neck hard, but found that a burning branch was bombing the bomb on his neck. This thing was still on fire. How could it not hurt if it burned meat?
He raised his head at a loss and looked around. Xiang Hongqi suddenly found that he could not hear any sound, and his head was buzzing, as if his brain had suddenly shorted, his mind was blank, and even his eyes were confused.
Fire! The flames in the mountains seemed much smaller!
The role of the enemy's incendiary bomb has become weaker, and coupled with the continuous bombing of the enemy's artillery fire, there is now an isolation belt hit by the explosion at the front of the position and the direction they were standing just now.
What's going on? Did I get hit by a shell just now?
Xiang Hongqi was in a daze. He was already dizzy by the enemy's shells and his ears were deaf. He subconsciously touched his hands and legs, and it was still like these things were still there, but where was the gun? Where did the gun go?
The flames on the front of the position have begun to become thinner, and there are many figures vaguely moving, their fearful eyes, careful steps, and their timid appearance are so familiar...
Oh! By the way! It's the enemy! The fuck the enemy of South Korea?!
My gun? My gun is there, I want to hold the position, I want to shoot at the enemy!
Seeing the enemy revealing his figure from the flames, Xiang Hongqi suddenly understood something. He immediately looked around desperately. He suddenly remembered that when he was pushed down by Wang Yang, his gun fell to the ground. It should be next to the small high ground he had just stood, but when he looked up, it turned into a big pit.
It must have been bombed by the enemy's shells, right? But I didn't care, and told Hongqi that I wanted to find the gun!
He rushed over and watched the firelight for a hurry to grab it. He finally felt that he had caught a gun. He grabbed it happily, but after getting it, he found that the purchase was very light. He raised his head and saw that the gun was only half, only a butt stock was left. How could he fight? As the enemy got closer and closer, he was so anxious that he was about to cry!
But suddenly a figure rushed over from behind him. Xiang Hongqi felt something was wrong, but even though he discovered it, his hands and feet could not keep up with the reaction of his brain. He wanted to stand up, but he was dizzy and his legs were numb and he was not obedient. Fortunately, he found that the figure did not attack him.
A face suddenly appeared in front of me, a face full of anxiety and then a determined one!
His face was covered with tar and loess marks, his eyebrows and hair were strangely charred yellow, and there were flames on some parts of his body, but his mouth was wide open, as if he was shouting something at him, but Xiang Hongqi's mind was confused. He couldn't even remember who this was, and he just thought that this person should look familiar.
Immediately afterwards, the man looked at him in confusion and finally gave up his efforts. Then he ran away with an arrow, but stuffed a submachine gun into his hand. Xiang Hongqi was stunned, but suddenly remembered in his mind that this person should be Wang Yang who had just pushed him down. But when he looked at Wang Yang's figure, he found that he had run away dozens of meters in a row, and then his body dived forward and had already rushed to the front of the position.
Dada, although he couldn't hear the sound, it didn't prevent Xiang Hongqi from simulating this sound in his mind. He saw Wang Yang's body rushing out at an extremely fast speed like a skateboard.
Chapter completed!