War of Resistance: Invincibility Begins From the Sign In
12 A flood of armor, cutting off the escape route

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"Sir, what should we do now?”

The 2nd division's chief of staff Kengo Kawakami asked in a trembling voice.

The four regiments had nearly 8,000 men, and they were almost completely annihilated. They were all buried in the cold waters of the Liao River.

The General Staff would be responsible for making the battle plan.

At this moment, Jiro Duomen was just standing there in a daze, his eyes still emitting disbelief.

After hearing the Chief of Staff's question, he muttered,""How is that possible? The Empire's army was invincible. Where did these Chinese people get so many cannons? They were definitely not the Northeast Army, definitely not.”

"But other than the Northeast Army, which other force has such a 150-caliber heavy cannon?”

Kawakami Kengo closed his eyes in pain as he looked at the bewitched Regiment Commander.

When he first came, he was full of vigor and did not put anyone in his eyes.

They believed that any enemy that stood in the way of the Empire's army would be vulnerable.

Who would have thought that after only half a day, the 2nd division would suffer such heavy losses that they basically lost their ability to fight?

Right now, the entire 2nd division only had an engineering regiment, a logistics regiment, and a half-crippled cavalry regiment. There were less than 3,000 people left who could fight.

Just as the 2nd division found it hard to accept this fact, they stopped moving.

The 1st Tank Battalion of the 1st Division and the 3rd Regiment and 8th Battalion of the Border Guards had already circled to the rear of the Japanese army. They were about to launch an attack according to the plan and completely surround the 2nd Division.

Xinzhuangzi Village!

This was the encampment of the Japanese army's baggage regiment. Trucks and other vehicles were parked on the flat ground.

More than 2,000 Japanese troops were still busy transporting supplies to the front line.

At this moment, they had no idea what was happening at the front line.

"What bad luck. Our car broke down on the road.”

Tarou Kuwata, a veteran Japanese soldier, was holding a wrench in his mouth. He twisted the screw as he complained to Taniguchi, who was watching him repair it.

At this moment, their car was less than three kilometers away from Xinzhuangzi Village, but they stopped as they walked.

"Haha, this car is really too old. It usually has a lot of problems.”

"Ge Tian-kun, listen to the sound of the artillery at the front line. Those Chinese people must be trembling under the care of the Empire's artillery.”

"Of course. The Chinese are so cowardly. I think we can enter Jinzhou today. When we reach Jinzhou, we must have a good sleep.”

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, the sound of an engine could be heard from behind.

Taniguchi looked in the direction of the voice curiously.

It was as if he had seen something unbelievable. His mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but he realized that he could not say anything.

"Taniguchi-kun, what's wrong?"

Tarou Kasuta also looked over curiously.

Behind them, M4 Sherman tanks were lined up in a formation. Their tracks ran across the snow and rushed towards them.

"Chariot? Could this be a tank that the dynasty had secretly equipped?”

Just as he finished speaking, the 1st Tank Battalion responded.

Less than 800 meters away, an M4A3 stopped and turned its 76mm cannon.

"Boom!"

The muzzle of the cannon blazed, and the snow below the muzzle melted instantly under the high temperature of the muzzle.

The 76mm high explosive bomb accurately hit the truck transporting the supplies.

In an instant, it turned into a ball of fire. The two Japanese soldiers did not even have time to react before they went to see their emperor.

"Explosions! What happened?"

The Japanese army's Second Logistics Unit was in chaos after the explosion.

When the 1st Tank Battalion and the 3rd Regiment 8th Battalion appeared not far from Xinzhuangzi Village, the group of Japanese soldiers who were not vigilant finally realized what was going on.

The 76 M4A3 Sherman tanks roared, and the two machine gun muzzles kept jumping. They directly ran over the new village, almost razing it to the ground.

The 3rd Regiment, 8th Battalion, and 3rd Company split into three groups. One group covered the tanks while the other two groups surrounded the tanks from both sides.

This was a one-sided battle.

Not to mention a supply regiment, even a field regiment would be nothing more than a mantis trying to block a chariot against such an armored force.

However, the resistance of the Japanese army was still very fierce. It took half an hour to resolve the battle.

The ground was littered with corpses and broken limbs, and the white snowflakes were dyed red.

"Leave a squad behind to clean up the battlefield and continue to set off. We can't let that son of a b * tch, Jiro Tado, escape.”

Xie Jin, the commander of the 1st Tank Battalion, said after looking around.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This huge tank unit rushed towards the 2nd division's headquarters, Li Xiangtun, without stopping, afraid that the Japanese would run away if they were too late.

However, Jiro Duomen had indeed started to run.

He had received the news that the supply regiment had been attacked by a large number of chariots.

The entire division quickly retreated under the cover of the engineer troops.

However, Huang Baitao had already set up an inescapable net. How could he let him escape just like that?

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