According to the pre-war attack plan, 15 European-style tanks dragged black smoke to the Japanese positions on the opposite side, and the auxiliary firepower in the rear smashed the shells into the Japanese positions to the greatest extent.

"Baga, when did the Chinese army have a chariot unit? The intensity of their artillery fire is several times stronger than before, what are the people in the special high class doing? Why can't I find relevant information? The Japanese commander of the battle, Osaokamoto Nosuke, shouted violently, but the opponent's artillery fire had no intention of stopping, and his violent jump could only make his eyes suddenly open, but he could not reduce the opponent's offensive a little.

Zhangjia Town, where Okamoto Nosuke is stationed, is not very large, if you count the residents of the surrounding ten miles and eight towns, there are about 30,000 residents, and the Okamoto Brigade of 1,200 people is the largest Japanese army within a radius of 100 miles, but today their bad luck came, and the black-clothed army that tossed upside down in this area targeted them, and at this time, the position of the Okamoto brigade was under the onslaught of the black-clothed army, and the situation was quite bad. Okamoto didn't even know where this unit called the Black Army came from, and the people in the special high school only figured out that the Black Army was from Yunnan, and most of the officers who commanded them were from the Whampoa Military Academy established by the Shina government.

The reason why the black-clothed army is called the black-clothed army is because although their military uniforms are in the style of the Shina army, the color of their uniforms is black, and the combat mode of this black-clothed army is also different from any of the Shina army units that Okamoto has seen. Okamoto Nosuke, who is familiar with Chinese history, prefers to believe that this black-clothed army is the descendants of the steppe emperor, because they are more like wolves from the grassland, fierce and shrewd, and all the Japanese puppet army troops they fought against never left a mouthful of life, and even the military uniforms on the corpses were taken away by the retreating black-clothed army.

The pressure of the special high class is also very great, in order to detect the intelligence of this black-clothed army, the special high class even sent several senior agents from the base camp, but the agents sent out all ended in disappearance without exception, and in the end, it was a person who was bought by the special high school to obtain the approximate location of the black-clothed army's station. More than 10,000 days of puppet troops according to the information obtained to carry out encirclement and suppression, but unfortunately their actions were a little slower, and when they arrived at that position, all they were left with was a super thunder array, and the Japanese puppet army that went to encircle and suppress the black-clothed army lost a large number of people for this, but the black-clothed army appeared hundreds of miles away from them.

Unpredictable and strong and fierce have become synonymous with the black-clothed army, what Okamoto Nosuke didn't expect was that now the black-clothed army actually had tanks and a large number of artillery fire, and seeing that his position had been submerged in continuous smoke, Okamoto Nosuke was extremely depressed. "Your Excellency Dazuo, the Xizhuang stronghold has lost contact, and our back road is broken." The intelligence staff officer under Okamoto's assistant brought a piece of news that completely drove Okamoto's nosuke crazy.

Xizhuang stronghold is a Japanese stronghold 39 miles away from Zhangjiazhen, where a small team of Japanese troops and 200 imperial troops are stationed there all the year round, because the Xizhuang stronghold is the key point of the entire Zhangjiazhen back road, losing the Xizhuang stronghold, Zhangjiazhen's Okamoto brigade will lose the way to retreat, in other words, the Okamoto brigade was cut off by the enemy here, and between Handan and them squatted a fierce beast that had opened its claws. Okamoto Nosuke believed that this was another black-clad army's encirclement and reinforcements, and his own brigade had become the bait, and if the defenders of Handan sent troops for help, they would definitely fall into an enemy ambush.

The enemy tanks had already rushed out of the smoke and rushed to their positions, and the distance of 100 meters was only a few seconds under the tracks of the tanks. "Burn the excess, distribute all the ammunition to the soldiers, organize death squads to blow up those tanks." After giving the order to fight to the death, Okamoto Nosuke set his eyes on his adjutant, "Mikusa-kun, you must ensure that you burn the team flag before our position is captured by the enemy, and you must not let our team flag fall into the hands of the enemy. ”

The flag is the symbol of the troops, and the Okamoto Brigade also has its own flag, and Okamoto Nosuke, who has always regarded himself as a samurai, will never allow his flag to fall into the hands of the enemy, which is very detrimental to the dignity of the samurai. The officers who took off the rank insignia were carrying rifles equipped with bayonets to organize the soldiers to fight back, and the number of snipers on the other side was really beyond the imagination of the Japanese army, and the ranks, command knives and southern pistols carried on their waists all became the basis for the opposing snipers to lock on to the target, and after paying a certain number of officer casualties, the officers of the Okamoto brigade had to take off their ranks and southern pistols, and instead took up their rifles to command the battle.

Finally, the enemy's machine guns shot at close range with the help of the cover of tanks, the same Type 92 heavy machine guns, but the number of enemy machine guns far exceeded the number of machine guns owned by the Okamoto Brigade, more than 20 Type 92 heavy machine guns scattered the positions of the Okamoto Brigade, and under the rain of bullets splashed by water, the defense line of the Okamoto Brigade was on the verge of collapse. Okamoto Nosuke is crazy again, God knows where these black-clothed soldiers got such a large number of Type 92 heavy machine guns, and heavy weapons of this scale are rare even in the Japanese army, could it be that this is the newly formed elite unit of the Chinese army? Okamoto's mind was full of questions.

As the tide of battle progressed, Okamoto had no chance to solve the doubts in his mind, because the enemy tanks had broken through his defenses and were crushing the soldiers of his brigade. The artillery bombardment put the defensive line in jeopardy, the enemy's strong heavy machine gun fire made it impossible for his soldiers to organize an effective counterattack, and the brutal attack of the opposing tanks, the rout of the Okamoto brigade's defense line was a foregone conclusion at the moment when the war began.

Outside Zhangjiazhen, where the two sides were fighting, there were scattered Japanese soldiers everywhere, and black-clothed soldiers in black uniforms were pursuing these scattered Japanese troops, and the Imperial Allied Army troops stationed in Zhangjiazhen with Okamoto's brigade had already cowered in a corner of the defensive line early in the morning, and from the moment the enemy tanks rushed into the defensive line, these Imperial Allied troops piled up their weapons early, and then squatted on the ground with their hands raised one by one according to the troop formation, waiting for the other party to surrender. The black-clad army did not leave prisoners and referred to those Imperial Allies who followed the Japanese army to fight back, but the Imperial Allies like them, who gave up resistance early on, were able to save their lives.

In fact, before the black-clothed army besieged Okamoto's brigade, the imperial army stationed in Zhangjiazhen had already received rumors, and the military commanders had secretly contacted them, promising that they would be reorganized and returned to the national army after the war. In the face of the strong black-clothed army and the reorganization conditions issued by the military commander, the Imperial Cooperative Army, which was eager to find a way to live, had no reason to give up such a great opportunity.

With the assistance of more than 2,000 black-clad infantry and 800 Imperial Cooperative Army, Okamoto's brigade was completely annihilated in Zhangjiazhen. Okamoto's wish to order the flag to be burned before the battle to the death began, and his lieutenant died under the guns of the Blackcoats before the tanks could rush into the defensive line, and his order to burn the supplies was also stopped by the Imperial Allied Army anyway, and the victorious Blackcoats received a large amount of Japanese supplies for nothing.

"It's fantastic, the casualty rate is much more than I expected." Xiao Ziyun, who was standing on a tank, excitedly looked at the battlefield emitting gunsmoke, these 15 tanks were driven from Zhangwu County, and they were also the first batch of Thunder Tank troops to enter Shanxi. In the past, it was the Japanese army's tanks and armored vehicles that crushed the national army's defense line, but today's Xiao Ziyun has a bad breath, he also has a tank, and both the armored defense and mobility are much stronger than the Japanese tanks, this will be his turn to take the Japanese army to be angry.

"Clean up the battlefield, then we retreat, notify the 1st Division to stand by, and if the Japanese reinforcements do not come after three hours, allow them to move to Area 5, until then, even if the sky falls, they are not allowed to move their positions." The Burmese mercenaries who came one after another made the number of troops commanded by Xiao Ziyun soar, and Xiao Ziyun's official rank has become from lieutenant colonel to major general, the number of troops under his command has exceeded 200,000, and the number of troops directly under his command has also exceeded 20,000.

"Understood" Xiao Ziyun's personal adjutant turned to leave, but when he turned around, he showed a look of extreme contempt, Xiao Ziyun's action of holding a cigar was simply imitating Zhao Zhi, but unfortunately Xiao Ziyun was only imitating, the pair of American pilot's sunglasses on his face was a little funny and did not have Zhao Zhi's demeanor. It's not just Xiao Ziyun alone, the commanders of these Burmese mercenaries are all like this, because they all once served as staff officers in Zhao Zhi's command.

Just like Okamoto's understanding of the Black Army, the Black Army, like locusts crossing the border, retreated with only the corpses of the Japanese soldiers covered in bare pigs, and they left nothing for these Japanese soldiers except a crotch cloth. If it weren't for the corpses and bloodstains on the ground, as well as the trenches destroyed by artillery fire, it would be hard to imagine that there was a fierce battle here. Xiao Ziyun on the "departure" tank brandished the captured adjutant command knife and shouted loudly, pulling out the Okamoto brigade entrenched in Zhangjia Town, and the troops under his command took another step towards Handan, believing that soon his troops would be under the city of Handan.