The M7 Priest self-propelled guns had a maximum rate of fire of four rounds per minute, which had left behind the vast majority of guns of the same caliber, and when the shelling stopped ten minutes later, the Japanese army had turned into hell.

Near a river, several trucks were burning, and the black smoke emitted by the trucks as they burned filled the entire length of the river. There were many corpses scattered around the river, and occasionally some moaning wounded soldiers could be seen, perhaps knowing that they could not walk, lying on the ground begging their companions to give them a good time.

Yuma Shinohara looked at the chaotic soldiers around him, his eyes were confused, could he still not escape the fate of being killed by the Huaxia people?

"No...... I can't die here, I must escape! Yuma Shinohara clenched his hands tightly, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

At this moment, a neighing sounded not far away, and Yuma Shinohara looked up with joy in his eyes, the war horse he was riding actually survived the shelling just now, and now he was stopped by a guard not far from him, and now this guard was leading the war horse towards him.

The guard led the horse to Yuma Shinohara, and said, "Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, hurry up and get on your horse!" ”

"Yo Xi, you're very good!"

Yuma Shinohara was overjoyed and patted the soldier on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

After jumping onto the war horse with agility that did not match his actual age, Yuma Shinohara continued to trot along the road under the protection of dozens of guards, and after seeing Yuma Shinohara go, the surrounding soldiers also followed. As for the wounded soldiers lying on the side of the road, no one can take care of them now, and they can only be responsible for the rear.

Yuma Shinohara, who was riding on the horse, couldn't care about anything else at this time, and urged the guards to speed up. Listening to the staccato gunfire coming from behind, he knew that it was the wounded soldiers behind him who were buying time for them with their lives.

"Quick...... Hurry up, there's a bridge ahead, and if we can get to that bridge, everything will be fine. Yuma Shinohara, who was riding on a horse, cheered loudly for the soldiers around him.

Yuma Shinohara was not bragging, he knew that there was a river less than two kilometers away, and there was a large iron bridge on the river, which was built by the Germans more than twenty years ago. As long as he can occupy the bridge first and blow it up, the Huaxia chariot troops behind will not be able to catch up with him even if they have great ability.

Half an hour later, a bridge loomed into view.

"Quick...... Just take that bridge and we'll be saved. No matter how great the people of China are, they can't catch up with us! After seeing the bridge, Yuma Shinohara could no longer suppress the joy in his heart and cried out.

But as soon as his words fell, a faint roar came from the front, and Yuma Shinohara's face immediately changed when he heard it. He could tell that it was the sound of the engine rubbing against the metal tracks. For a while, Yuma Shinohara's face immediately turned pale, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"It's not good, how did the chariot of the people of China run in front of us!"

In fact, not only Shinohara Yuma, but also the Japanese soldiers who fled with him all the way on the highway also changed their faces one by one, if there really appeared in front of the Chinese chariots, then it also means that their retreat is blocked, and today they are estimated to all die here.

Just when everyone was in despair, the chariot in front of them appeared in front of them.

"Chariot...... This is the chariot of the Empire! One of the soldiers suddenly pointed ahead and shouted. There was a strong excitement in his tone that could not be concealed.

There was a "clang, clang" sound on the dusty deck, which was the sound of the chariot tracks crushing the bridge deck.

As the sound gets louder and louder. Soon a team of strangely shaped chariots appeared in front of everyone.

"This is the Empire's Type 95 heavy chariot!" An officer pointed to the chariot in front of him and shouted excitedly, and soon the Japanese troops around him were also thunderous with joy, and many people ran towards the front and waved the ointment flag desperately at the chariot.

As the commander of the unit, Yuma Shinohara also came into contact with the commander of the chariot under the escort of the guards, and it turned out that this chariot squadron was specially sent by the commander of the 23rd Army, Kuichi Tanaka, in order to strengthen the strength of civilization, and this chariot squadron was equipped with 16 Type 95 heavy chariots, which was the most elite armored force of the 23rd Army at present.

Seeing the arrival of the chariot squadron, the Japanese army, which was originally like a lost dog, suddenly shook sharply, and at this time, Shinohara Yuma no longer thought about blowing up the bridge and escaping, he discussed it with the commander of this chariot squadron, and decided to launch a counterattack against the Huaxia army behind under the cover of more than ten chariots, and hit them by surprise.

Just when thousands of Japanese soldiers and more than a dozen combat vehicles were hurriedly preparing, there were bursts of creaking sound from tank tracks in the rear, and hundreds of meters behind, more than a dozen or two tanks appeared in the billowing smoke and dust, and the tanks raised thick dust and smoke, and the black smoke from the exhaust pipe dyed the yellow dust black.

In the dust, the conspicuous square turret could not be more obvious, almost when they heard the sound of tank tracks behind them, and when they saw the square tank turret, the Japanese knew that the Chinese chariots that had terrified them and brought them huge casualties were coming, and behind these chariots were a large group of infantry in gray-green uniforms.

The commander of the Japanese tank, Machida Youya Shaosa, frowned as he looked through the periscope at the tanks that appeared outside, as the commander of the tank unit, of course, he knew that the Kyokan army, the sworn enemy of the Empire, was equipped with a kind of the latest German tank, and it was this kind of tank that was out of the limelight during this time and beat the Imperial army to the ground.

"The chariot of China!"

In the Type 95 chariot, which smelled of gasoline and paint, there was a burst of exclamations from other chariot members.

"At twelve o'clock, the chariot of the people of China was found, the number of sixteen, it was the fourth chariot!"

Machida Youya loudly reported the observed situation to the other members of the car, it was this kind of chariot that brought countless humiliation to the empire, just a few months ago, in the Battle of Jiujiang, a chariot brigade of the empire was completely annihilated by this type of chariot. Machida Right has always wanted to repay this shame.

Machida Youya also shouted: "Kosaka-kun, immediately raise the flag, order our chariots to disperse, form a battle formation and attack the Shina chariots, for the honor of the Japanese Empire, we must annihilate all these Shina chariots here!" (To be continued.) )