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"Da da da......" The sound of machine guns soon rang out.

There was no need for Zhang Chi to give an order, Xiao Zhejiang, who had a light machine gun in his hand at the front of the car, had already fired pieces of bullets at the Japanese troops exposed to the light.

There was no place to hide or hide in the field, and the mud made it impossible for the devils to get out, so as the splashes splashed in front of and behind the Japanese soldiers, the bodies of the devils also trembled with the rhythm of the gunfire, and before the gunfire stopped, they were already lying messily in the muddy water of the field, and the dirty water that was originally dark and turbid was dyed red in an instant.

This was the first time Zhang Chi had seen the enemy's blood splattered on the spot at such a close distance, and he even saw a wounded devil struggling desperately in the dirty water, but he was too injured to poke his head out to breathe, so he twitched like a water dog before he died, and twitched again...... It took a long time before it gradually stopped.

Zhang Chi should have been scared, but he didn't know why, but he was unusually calm at this time.

Only later did he learn that in fact, many people on the battlefield had the same experience as him...... I was terrified before the battle began, but when I actually fought, I forgot everything.

The reason is actually very simple: when people's lives are threatened, they will instinctively protect themselves and eliminate these threats, and people's actions and thoughts often rely on instinctive conditioning, and there is no time or extra energy to be afraid.

Of course, not everyone reacts like Zhang Chi, and some soldiers would rather be shot on the battlefield than face all this, which is the other extreme.

Fortunately, Zhang Chi belongs to the former.

At this moment, there was a sudden "whoosh" in the darkness, and a Japanese soldier had sneaked to the tank only a few meters away...... The Japanese soldier was very smart, he lowered his posture along the edge of the light and sneaked towards the tank, even ignoring the shooting of a group of his comrades in the field, until he got close to the tank, suddenly got up and pulled the cluster grenade in his arms and rushed towards the tank.

"Bang!" The rifle in Zhang Chi's hand rang out.

Perhaps because of the proximity, the bullet hit the Japanese soldier's thigh with great accuracy, only to see the Japanese soldier fall to the ground with one heel, and after letting out a final desperate scream, the cluster grenade exploded in his arms.

Looking at Xiao Zhejiang afterwards, he asked Zhang Chi curiously: "Why did the platoon commander hit his feet instead of the devil's head?" ”

"The platoon commander wants the devil to be blown up by his own grenade!" The fellow countryman interjected.

Zhang Chi smiled bitterly and shook his head, although he also hated the Japanese, but he was not going to joke with the enemy's life or his own life on the battlefield.

The reason why he did this was because the devil's momentum was very strong and fast, and he was close to the tank, and at this time, even if he hit the head, his body would rush to the tank with the explosives bag due to inertia.

As I said before, the Sherman tank is famous for "hitting every hit, every fight must be hit", Zhang Chi didn't want to end up here.

But if you hit the leg, it's different, the upper body has the inertia to rush forward, and the lower body suddenly stops due to a bullet, and the result is that the devil falls to the ground. What's more, the body of the devil who stops in this way will also press on the cluster grenade and become a "human protective layer", so the damage that this cluster grenade can do to the tank is minimized.

Sure enough, after a loud "boom", Zhang Chi, who had just had time to retract his head, only felt that the tank shook violently, and he didn't see the fire for a while...... So Zhang Chi's hanging heart was also put down.

The battle continued, and the devils who were not willing to be defeated continued to pour in from all directions towards the village, but the hooligans and fellow villagers soon commanded their tanks to fill the gap in the rest of the directions...... This was due to the fact that the mud in the fields had slowed down the movement of the Japanese army, otherwise the tanks of the soldiers of the expeditionary force would have become a ball of fire.

Yuta Harada clutches his injured arm...... He was injured by a shrapnel during a serial explosion, and if it weren't for a subordinate who protected him with his body, he would have been finished.

"This is indeed a trap laid by the British!" Yuta Harada scolded: "These bastards, how can they be willing to use so much equipment to lay traps!" ”

But thinking about it, Yuta Harada thinks he's ridiculous again, and it's precisely because he doesn't believe that the British will drop so much equipment that he will be fooled, right?!

Of course, Yuta Harada did not know at this time that it was the Chinese and not the British who drove tanks in the village and caused them a large number of casualties. And all this is not a trap for the British, it is just a helpless move by a group of Chinese soldiers to save their lives.

Yuta Harada gritted his teeth as he watched his soldiers go up in groups and be knocked down in teams. In desperation, he could only give the order: "Retreat!" ”

"Your Excellency Shaozo......"

"Retreat!" Yuta Harada repeated his orders hysterically, knowing full well that for troops lacking heavy equipment, there was only one way to win in such a fight, and that was to wait for the enemy's ammunition to run out.

But the enemy is tanks, and no one knows how much ammunition is in those tanks. Perhaps, by the time the enemy runs out of ammunition, his own troops will also be defeated.

So the Japanese quickly retreated, and because they were afraid that Zhang Chi and other tank troops would take advantage of the victory to pursue, they even withdrew to the other side of the river.

Suddenly, only a ball of flames was left on the battlefield, and the corpses of Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the ground under the firelight...... This battle also eliminated three or four hundred devils.

And Zhang Chi and the others couldn't believe this fact after being stunned in the tank for a long time, and they didn't know how long it took before the extremely poor students said with palpitations: "The devil has retreated!" ”

"The devil has retreated!"

"The devil has retreated!"

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The sound grew louder and louder, and soon turned into cheers.

They cheered not because of the victory, nor because of how many enemies were killed, but simply because of the lives saved.

Zhang Chi didn't even have the strength to cheer, and he only had the strength to gasp when he sat on the turret seat. He hoped that the Japanese would not launch another round of attacks, otherwise he might really have to pull up the white flag and surrender.

The cheers also reached the ears of Yuta Harada, who had fought on the Chinese battlefield for many years, of course he could understand the Chinese words, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time: "What's the matter?" Don't...... Those are the Chinese? No way! No way! ”