Masahiko Kawamura and Atsuki Watanabe felt that things were getting worse. They had lost nearly 200 tanks within 10 minutes of the battle, and half of the Tank Division had gone just like that.
This was too crazy and too dangerous!
However, the distance between the two sides was now more than 600 meters. The distance was too close. They could only bite the bullet and continue fighting.
"Bang bang bang…"
"Boom!"
"Bang bang bang…"
"Clang, clang, clang…"
The two sides continued to fight, but even if they closed the distance to this extent, it was difficult for the Japanese to penetrate the tanks on the other side.
However, because the distance was shorter, Feng Jing and the others were more accurate in aiming and shooting. Many tanks were knocked out with one shot, and their efficiency was greatly improved.
After another ten minutes, Kawamura Masahiko and Watanabe Jun finally couldn't remain calm anymore.
So far, they had only achieved a few dozen victories, and they had not completely destroyed the enemy. Many of them had only caused the enemy to lose their combat strength.
However, they had lost nearly a chariot division, and their situation was in danger!
The two of them discussed for a while and felt that if they continued to fight, they might be completely wiped out. They decided to find an opportunity to leave the battlefield.
The Japanese tanks began to move, slowly turning to the sides, ready to escape at any time.
Feng Jing's eyes were sharp. How could he not see the changes in the situation on the battlefield?
Just as the Japanese tanks gradually moved to the sides, he ordered the Xia Fei tanks to be ready to chase.
These light tanks were already impatient because their armor was too thin, so they had been sitting on the bench for a long time. Now that they received the order, they immediately wailed and howled.
"Go, go, go! Go and kill the Japanese!”
"Let us fly!"
"We are flying scythes, flying scythes. Let's go and harvest the Japanese!”
"Hu hu ~ Little Japanese, you can't run away!”
"My 75mm cannon is already thirsty!”
……
The scene was too chaotic for them to hear. Fortunately, the medium-sized tanks were engaged in a fierce battle, or else they would have had another war of words.
After a few minutes, the Japanese finally completed the change in formation. Masahiko and Watanabe immediately ordered all the tanks to leave the battlefield.
Other than the Type 8 - 9 tank, which was slightly slower, the other Type 95 and Type 97 tanks were pretty fast.
Although Sherman could reach a maximum speed of 42 kilometers per hour, in this kind of off-road situation, it was generally only about 25 to 30 kilometers per hour.
After the Japanese tanks sped up and left the battlefield, Sherman tried his best to catch up, but he was gradually left behind.
Feng Jing knew that it was time for the light tanks to come on stage!
Nearly 300 light tanks from the two tank divisions rushed out like arrows, quickly reaching a speed of more than 40 kilometers per hour.
The Japanese had only walked a kilometer or so, and it didn't take long for the light tanks to catch up to them.
"Bang bang bang…"
Although the armor of the Xia Fei tanks was a little thin, their cannons were very sharp.
The 75mm cannon was aimed at the back of the Japanese tank. With every stab, the Japanese tank's anus instantly lit up.
"Bagayalu, this is a disgrace!”
Although Masahiko Kawamura's car was in front, he could still see the situation behind him from time to time.
Seeing the tanks behind him being shot at one after another, he was so angry that one Buddha left his body, two Buddha ascended to heaven, and three Buddha fought the landlord.
However, he had no better way. Other than cursing, could he stop and turn around to attack?
However, the troops at the back had no choice but to stop. In order to ensure the smooth withdrawal of the main force, they decided to stay and sacrifice themselves.
However, they thought too highly of themselves with only a few dozen tanks. In front of Xia Fei's 75mm tank cannon, they were quickly destroyed.
Then, the light tanks continued to pursue. One ran and the other chased. Before the Japanese tanks returned to Beiping, the remaining tank division was reduced to less than two regiments.
It wasn't that Kawamura Masahiko and Watanabe hadn't thought of retaliating, but Xia Fei's performance was relatively good.
When the Japanese wanted to turn around and deal with them, they quickly pulled away. When the Japanese gave up fighting them and returned, they continued to pursue them.
Using this tactic, these light tanks could basically wipe out their entire tank division.
When Masahiko Kawamura and Atsuki Watanabe led the remaining tanks into the defensive range of Peiping City, they were so ashamed that they wanted to commit suicide when they saw that there were less than 100 tanks left!
Fortunately, they were stopped by the others. Otherwise, they could really go to Kudan Ban!
"Kawamura-kun, Watanabe-kun, are their chariot troops that powerful?”
"Gang Bujun, it's not a problem with our command, nor is it that the warriors of the Empire are not brave enough or elite enough. It's just that the difference in the performance of our tanks is too great!”
"Yuxi!" said Gang Buzhi Saburo. We've heard that their tanks are very good, but it seems like we don't know enough about them!”
Masahiko Kawamura said,"Gang Bujun, after we lost our Chariot Division, only the 109th Division and the 136th Division (Kwantung Army reinforcements) are left in Peiping. How much hope do we have to hold on?”
"Half!" Saburo Aoka felt a little guilty.
"What a pity!" Watanabe sighed. The intelligence of the Special Gao Corp is too poor. We don't understand the enemy's situation. It's too unfair to fight them in such a hurry!”
Saburo Aoka frowned, but when Masahiko Kawamura heard his words, his mind began to spin.
The two of them were defeated generals. Under normal circumstances, it was very likely that they would be transferred back to the reserve team to sit on the cold bench. If the circumstances were serious, they might even be ordered to commit suicide by dissection!
If they could push the responsibility to the Special Higher Police, then they might have a chance to return to the frontline command position.
However, he still said," Sigh, the other party is hiding too well. It's possible that they can't detect any information!"”
Watanabe Chun cursed,"Hmph, this isn't an excuse for them to shirk responsibility!" It had been a few months since the enemy had appeared, but they did not know much about the enemy. They were playing with the lives of the Empire's warriors and the fate of the country!”
"Generals, the matter shouldn't be that serious, right?"”
"Humph, we lost this battle. If Beiping can't be defended, then it's possible!”
Although Saburo Aoka was the chief of staff of the front army, he was only a major general. In the Japanese army, where the hierarchy was strictly defined, he could not directly blame the two lieutenant generals.
He had no choice but to remain silent. However, he sent several telegrams to the Special Higher Police to plead for mercy.
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