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Chapter 157 Our Workers' Tank Regiment's Counterattack 1

The Japanese camp was in chaos, like a pot of boiling rice porridge. Soldiers were running and shouting everywhere, and the scene was in chaos.

Division Commander Fujiwara had already left the camp at this time. He stood in the distance, looking at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

At the same time, some baggage vehicles started their engines, making a low roar.

The vehicles were originally parked neatly in the camp, but now they have to be prepared to move.

This camp is no longer safe to stay in.

The only thing that Division Commander Fujiwara felt thankful for was that the Chinese army did not take the opportunity to launch a ground assault.

Despite this, he remained alert and kept an eye on the movements around him.

Of course, they received information from spies lurking in Datong City that there was only one division of garrison in the entire Datong area, and they were all pure infantry units, with no armored units at all.

This made Division Commander Fujiwara feel a little relieved, because he knew that such a troop composition meant that the Chinese troops in the city would be unlikely to easily leave the city to launch a ground night attack.

However, he did not relax his monitoring of the surrounding environment and remained on high alert.

After all, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and any negligence may lead to catastrophic consequences.

When the main forces of the two Japanese divisions regrouped in the chaotic wilderness in the dark night, the sky began to show a little light.

Just as these Japanese soldiers were sighing that the long dark night was finally coming to an end, the rocket shells in the northwest sky, like a rain of fire, once again threw the barely assembled Japanese troops into chaos.

Even Fujiwara was too lazy to restrain his subordinates at this moment. They were all avoiding the bombing anyway and there was no need to worry about ground attacks by the Chinese army.

To be honest, Fujiwara had become a little nervous due to the continuous rocket attacks, and his thinking and reaction had become slow.

Everyone was attracted by the rockets coming from the sky, but the slight shaking of the ground and some noisy sounds did not attract much attention.

To their northwest, an armored unit was marching in the wilderness in a chaotic manner.

When they approached the latest Japanese assembly point reported by the scouts, they all turned off the tanks' headlights.

Such a result naturally made the workers in the tank factory, who had not received much training to begin with, even more panicked in the dark.

When they set out, they were busy loading weapons and equipment into the vehicle, while also having to deal with various emergencies.

Some workers forgot the operating procedures due to nervousness, resulting in the vehicle being unable to start normally; some workers wasted a lot of valuable time because they were unfamiliar with the use of weapons.

As a result, the attack was originally scheduled to be launched before four o'clock, but now the sky has turned a little light and the final assembly before the attack has not been completed.

The person in charge of commanding this attack was a major battalion commander of an armored battalion who was recuperating in a military hospital in the Datong rear area with an injured arm.

The battalion commander named Zhang Tongchu, although wounded, still stayed at his post and led this makeshift armored unit.

However, faced with the chaotic situation before him, he was filled with helplessness and worry.

He looked at the messy formation behind him and sighed inwardly: "How can this be an army?"

But he understood that the Japanese were now at the gates of the city, and Datong City urgently needed their armored force to fight the enemy and buy more time to defend the city.

Battalion Commander Zhang Tongchu knew very well that this mission was of vital importance to them.

If he fails to successfully break through the Japanese defense line, Datong City will be in crisis. Therefore, he must find a way to organize this team and allow them to exert their maximum combat effectiveness.

Although he was worried about the future battle situation, Battalion Commander Zhang Tongchu did not give up hope. He believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to overcome difficulties and complete this difficult task.

"We can't wait any longer, Commander! Daybreak is about to arrive, and once daybreak arrives, the chaotic situation of the Japanese will surely change! Now is the last chance we can seize!"

The driver of this tank crew, Li Bainian, was also a workshop team leader at Datong Machinery Factory. He was originally a worker at the Fengtian Military Factory in Northeast China.

At that time, Zhang Zuolin had established an armored force in the Northeast and purchased a lot of French Renault tanks. He was a worker in the tank repair factory.

Now that I have come to Datong, I continue to work in the tank maintenance workshop. Since I am a tank maintenance worker, driving these tanks is a natural thing for me.

Among the 60 tank crews temporarily assembled this time, 167 people came from their maintenance factory, and he was one of them. This mixed temporary armored vehicle could almost be called a workers' armored regiment.

Hearing the old worker in front of him who was still wearing the uniform of the maintenance factory, Zhang Tongchu knew that what he said was right and he could not wait any longer. Now he had a total of 52 tanks and armored vehicles behind him. If he broke into the Japanese assembly area at this moment, he could achieve good results!

Looking at the tank in his hands, the young battalion commander (now temporarily serving as the commander of the armored regiment) had a look of determination and resoluteness in his eyes.

He knew that time was running out and every moment could determine the outcome of the battle.

"Attack!" With Zhang Tongchu's order,

The old worker quickly started the engine, adjusted the joystick, and let the huge steel behemoth begin to move forward slowly.

The tracks made a low roar, crushing the dust on the ground and rushing towards the enemy in front.

At this moment, he seemed to have merged with the tank and become a part of this war machine.

His mission is to destroy all enemies that stand in his way and fight for victory.

At this moment, Fujiwara rode on his warhorse and led a dozen middle and senior officers to regroup and reorganize the chaotic troops. But at this moment, a lieutenant colonel next to him seemed to have responded to something.

He stopped his horse and looked in the direction where the sound came from. He saw a dim light in the distance, and it seemed that something was moving on the ground.

Lieutenant Colonel Shimane picked up the telescope hanging on his chest, and in a daze he saw a familiar yet frightening figure.

"Tanks! Chinese tanks! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A heart-wrenching sound came from Lieutenant Colonel Shimane's mouth, and his voice naturally attracted the attention of the officers of the 75th Division who were nearby.

"Boom boom boom!" The lights of the Japanese assembly area and the flames from the exploding rockets presented all the Japanese troops in front of the Workers' Armored Regiment.

As the tanks advanced, the first few tanks could no longer hold back and began firing at the Japanese army. For a moment, the battlefield was filled with smoke and flames.

Zhang Tongchu calmly observed the surrounding situation, looking for the best attack route and entry point.

"Disperse, disperse immediately! Pull out the anti-tank guns! Don't let these tanks get close!" Fujiwara shouted at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his forehead and despair and fear revealed in his eyes.

He knew very well that if they did not take immediate action, they would be crushed into pieces by these tanks.

Li Bainian, an old worker who was driving this T34 tank that didn't even have a number on it, saw the dense Japanese infantry not far away.

He pressed the fire button without hesitation, and the bullets from the coaxial machine gun whizzed out. With the correction of the shooting trajectory drawn by the tracer bullet, Li Bainian quickly found the best shooting angle.

Because of the cover of darkness and rocket explosions, they had advanced to an area very close to the Japanese army.

In his eyes, bullets emitting gorgeous colors created a bloody storm among the Japanese infantry.

However, the Japanese army would not sit still and wait for death. Some of the Japanese soldiers who reacted fought back frantically, and bullets rained down on the tanks, but this did not stop the tanks from advancing.