Volume 1: The First Battle Chapter 33: Battle of Yunshan (Part 3)
I saw the Pershing tank turret slowly turn to the side, and with a loud "bang" it blew up a wooden house next to us into a mess .
However, this also reminded them that if the shells hit the house behind us, it would also mess up their commander, so it just drove forward slowly and silently, covering the advance of dozens of soldiers behind it.
"Class One!" Xu Feng ordered with a sullen face, "Go, blow up this iron bastard!"
"yes!"
"Wait!" I was about to stop them but it was too late . Eight volunteer soldiers jumped up and rushed towards the monster without fear.
"Da da da..." The machine gun in front of the tank sounded, and the American soldiers behind the tank also poked their heads out to shoot at the volunteers. One soldier after another fell in the hail of bullets, but the remaining soldiers rushed forward without any pause. Finally, one soldier flexibly relied on the cover of the nearby building to rush to the vicinity of the tank, but he was helpless to find that American melon-shaped grenades could not be tied together to blow up the tank...
He gritted his teeth and threw two grenades before he died.
There were two loud bangs, and everyone stared at the smoke nervously , but after a moment, the slender barrel of the Pershing tank pierced through the smoke like a needle, stinging the eyes of the volunteers and also the hearts of the soldiers!
"Class Two!"
"Wait!" Xu Feng was about to give an order when I stopped him: "Captain Xu, we can't fight like this. Rushing forward is courting death!"
I know that the Pershing tank can be said to be the most advanced heavy tank of this era. It was specially designed to target the German Tiger tank during World War II. It has thick armor and strong firepower. Even a bundle of wooden-handled grenades may not be able to do anything to it, not to mention that we only have American melon-shaped grenades in our hands now.
"We have to do it even if it's impossible!" Xu Feng replied coldly: "Even if we are wiped out, we have to keep fighting!"
"Class Two!"
"Wait..." I stopped Xu Feng again.
"Are you the company commander or am I the company commander?" Xu Feng got a little angry and pushed me to the ground.
"Let me go." Seeing Xu Feng was about to give another order, I got anxious for a moment: "I'm giving a military order! Captain Xu, let me lead the second squad and make the second squad listen to my orders. If they don't blow it up, you'll take my head!"
Xu Feng was stunned, patted my shoulder and said in a soft voice: "Okay! You sacrificed, your brother will go down to accompany you immediately."
"Second squad leader!" I didn't know who the second squad leader was, but seeing the tanks getting closer and closer, I couldn't wait for Xu Feng to introduce him.
"Here!" A dark and thin young man bent over and ran to me as fast as he could.
"Take your soldiers and follow me!" I didn't say much, I ran to the wooden house on the side of the street and kicked it, and then rushed in. To my surprise, I heard a few screams in the darkness. I thought it was probably the civilians who had not yet evacuated, but I didn't care about that. I ran to the inner room and raised the butt of my gun to smash it.
"Bang, bang, bang..." A big hole was made after a few hits, and then I lowered my head and went into another room. I was not worried that the American soldiers would find out what was going on inside, because the sound of gunfire outside was enough to cover up the noise.
The volunteer soldier who followed me seemed to understand something, and when we entered the second room, the second squad leader rushed ahead of me and started smashing. My goodness, even though he was small, he smashed the wooden board into pieces with just two hits. I was secretly thinking in shock, if these two butts were to hit someone's head...
He smashed the rooms one by one. Before he reached the fifth room, the roar of a tank came from the side. The second squad leader stopped and looked at me.
"Smash it again!" I ordered, "Fix your bayonets. Take five soldiers to that room, and the rest of you stay in this room with me. When the gunfire starts, separate the Yankees from the infantry and cover me as I blow up the tanks."
"Yes!" The second squad leader responded, slammed the wooden wall twice and crawled through.
I carefully led five soldiers to the door and window and gently pulled open the window grille. After the soldiers fixed their bayonets, they consciously and cooperatively occupied advantageous positions at the door and window. At this time, a tank just passed by the window, and the unpleasant smell of gasoline (M2 Pershing uses a gasoline engine) poured in through the gaps in the door and window, and the footsteps of the American soldiers gradually became clear.
"Shoot!" I opened the window at a command and threw a grenade out first. The soldier standing next to me quickly flashed to the window, raised the M1 and shot at the enemies outside the window. The door was also opened, and several guns were stretched out almost at the same time, shooting at the enemies who had completely exposed their flanks to us.
I don't know who on the second squad leader's side was carrying a submachine gun, but after a series of firing, a large number of American soldiers fell down in front of them.
The American soldiers thought they were safe hiding behind the tanks, but they never expected that a bunch of enemies would suddenly appear from the house on the side. They were caught off guard and screamed in pain from being beaten by the soldiers. The tanks could only see the front and had no idea of what was happening behind them, so they continued to move forward slowly.
"Charge!" I gave the order, and the soldiers rushed to the enemy behind them, stabbing those who were close with bayonets and shooting those who were far away. Ten soldiers beat had no power to fight back, and they abandoned their tanks and fled.
At the same time, I jogged a few steps after the tank, flipped over and jumped onto the tank, took out a grenade with my left hand and pulled the safety, and used my right hand to lift the tower cover.
Damn it, it was locked and couldn't be opened, so I hurriedly threw the grenade away and it exploded on the other side of the tank. Snow, gravel and mud splashed all over me, making me covered in dirt.
What to do? It's like hitting an iron turtle, its head is tucked inside, and the hard shell can't be cracked open. Suddenly I saw a South Korean gossip flag sticking out from the building in front of me, and I couldn't help but come up with an idea.
I slowly stood up on the swaying tank. When the tank moved forward, I quickly pulled down the flag and covered it in front of the tank tower. I knew that was where the periscope was transparent. I accidentally saw it in the information in modern times. If this place was covered, the tank driver inside would be like a blind man and could not see what was outside.
I took out another grenade and waited quietly, and finally, with a slight sound, the tower cover opened a small gap. I quickly pulled the safety of the grenade, pulled the tower cover and stuffed the grenade in, and then pressed the tower cover tightly to prevent the people inside from running out.
"Oh, shift." I heard the screams of the American soldiers inside, and someone was desperately hitting the tower cover. Then there was a bang... The tower cover was flipped open with a strong force, and I was bounced away and fell heavily to the ground. I couldn't get up for a long time. Fortunately, the snow on the ground was thick, otherwise if I fell on the rocks, I would have to lie in bed for half a month.
Oh! Then I sighed again, if only I could stay in bed for half a month!
