194: Tank warships

Jinshanwei Quangong Pavilion.

Li Zhenshan's Motorized Assault Team began sweeping through like a whirlwind.

After completing the annihilation, they swiftly returned to reinforce the Main Beachhead Battlefield.

They formed a pincer attack with Bai Jinbiao's frontal assault force.

The japanese landing troops, who had just been trying to consolidate their positions, were instantly caught in a desperate situation, attacked from both sides.

Soon, they were compressed into a narrow beachhead area, suffering heavy casualties, becoming turtles in a jar.

"Haha~ Old Bai, let's wrap up these devils completely!" Li Zhenshan roared excitedly, setting up his machine gun to lead the final charge.

Bai Jinbiao also showed no mercy, signaling his team members to deploy and advance, preparing to annihilate the remaining enemy in one fell swoop.

However, just as victory seemed within reach.

Louis Fan's calm, even somewhat icy, voice came through the earpieces of all squad leaders.

"Attention all units! Cease attack immediately, disengage at once.

Withdraw two kilometers to the northwest, enter the pre-set Second Concealed Position. Repeat, withdraw immediately! This is an order!"

"What? Withdraw?" Li Zhenshan thought he misheard, "Boss, the devils are on their last legs. Withdraw now?"

"Execute the order~" Louis Fan's voice brooked no argument.

Despite being filled with confusion and reluctance, the Security Team's strict discipline was demonstrated perfectly at this moment.

All units hesitated not a bit, immediately ceased their attack, and provided covering fire for each other.

They disengaged from the battle quickly and orderly, rapidly retreating towards the predetermined Dry Riverbed area in the rear.

The surrounded japanese remnants were dumbfounded. They had already despaired, preparing for a final Banzai Charge.

Yet, they didn't expect the enemy to suddenly retreat like a receding tide, narrowly escaping death.

Just less than three minutes after the Security Team had withdrawn and hidden in the Riverbed, a piercing shriek tore through the night sky.

Retaliatory fire from the japanese Naval Guns offshore arrived.

Countless large-caliber shells fell like hail upon the Beachhead Position where they had just fought fiercely and the area slightly behind it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom~~~~

The earth shook and mountains trembled, the tremendous explosions were continuous.

Flames shot into the sky, the location where they had just fought was instantly blasted into a sea of fire.

Dirt, rubble, and dismembered limbs were blasted into the air.

The terrifying shockwaves could still be clearly felt even from two kilometers away.

In the Riverbed, Li Zhenshan, Bai Jinbiao, and all the Security Team Members broke out in a cold sweat.

If they had withdrawn three minutes later, they would probably have been blasted sky-high along with that dirt by now.

"Boss... that's miraculous..." Li Zhenshan muttered to himself, utterly awed by Louis Fan's judgment.

Once these words were spoken, the floodgates opened, and the team members began discussing animatedly.

"I say, the boss is a deity descended to earth, foreseeing everything like a god."

"That's right~~ I say the boss is the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, possessing immense magical powers."

"Sun the Monkey? Who are you insulting! The boss is no monkey."

"Get lost, I say the boss is the reincarnation of Erlang Shen instead."

The naval bombardment lasted for nearly ten minutes before beginning to extend further inland.

As soon as the artillery fire ceased, the remaining devils on the beachhead and the new wave of landing japanese got excited again.

They thought the enemy had been completely routed by their own Naval Guns and let out frantic "Banzai!" howls.

Immediately after, they chaotically jumped out of shell craters and cover, organizing a charge, attempting to expand their gains in one go.

Just as these devils charged out less than two hundred meters, believing victory was at hand.

From the seemingly calm Dry Riverbed on their flank and rear, a low and powerful engine roar suddenly erupted.

Then, one, two, ten... a full eighteen Battle Tanks roared up the riverbank.

The tank cluster didn't pause for a moment; their turrets swiftly rotated, and the Coaxial Machine Guns opened fire first.

The hail of scorching bullets, like the scythe of death, instantly cut the charging japanese formation in half.

Caught completely off guard, swathes of devils fell screaming.

Immediately after, the 105mm Rifled Guns let out deafening roars.

Boom~ Boom~ Boom~~

High-Explosive Shells accurately landed among the densest clusters of devils and the recently unloaded landing points.

Each shell brought terrifying casualties and destruction.

The tank force didn't hesitate, launching a furious assault towards the core area of the Beachhead Landing Zone.

Under their tracks, there was nothing but mangled flesh and blood.

All of this was witnessed by Feng Hanqing and his Student Soldiers who had just completed their battlefield cleanup task.

From the sudden, inexplicable withdrawal when they held an absolute advantage.

To perfectly avoiding that cataclysmic naval gun barrage.

To this god-sent tank cluster counterattack now... this precise prediction, this masterful tactical coordination, this consummate control of the battlefield tempo.

Completely overturned their understanding.

"So... so the withdrawal was for this!"

"He... he even calculated when the devils would open fire?"

"This... is this even human? It's like Zhuge Liang reborn!"

The students exclaimed in disbelief, their faces filled with shock and awe.

Feng Hanqing was so excited his hands trembled; he had to admit, Louis Fan's tactical acumen and insight were leagues ahead of his own.

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.

After the tank force had almost cleared the enemy from the beachhead, Louis Fan's voice came through: "All tank crews, attention! Switch to Armor-Piercing Rounds!

Target, Transport Ships and Escort Gunboats on the sea directly ahead, range 2937 meters, wind speed 12, Three Rounds Rapid Fire! Fire!"

"What?! Using tanks to attack warships?!"

Feng Hanqing and the students thought they misheard; this was simply madness.

How could Tank Gun range and power possibly rival Naval Guns? This was clearly like an egg striking a rock!

But the order was strictly executed.

The muzzles of the Type 80 Tanks raised high, adjusted slightly, and roared again!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a flash, the shells accurately shot towards the japanese ships several kilometers away.

Most of the first salvo hit their targets. Although they didn't directly sink any ships.

The violent impacts and explosions instantly wreaked havoc on the decks and bridges of those not-so-large Transport Ships and old gunboats.

Causing massive damage while also triggering severe chaos.

The japanese sailors were caught completely off guard and utterly bewildered.

They simply couldn't understand how "infantry" on shore could possess heavy artillery capable of threatening them.

"Reloading complete!"

"Fire!"

The second salvo of armor-piercing shells whistled in again; this time, the strikes were even more precise.

A gunboat attempting to return fire had its ammunition magazine directly hit. After a massive explosion, it broke in two and sank rapidly.

Another Transport Ship had its engine room penetrated, billowing thick smoke, and directly lost power.

Hearing that one ship was sunk and another lost power, the japanese ship Commanders' expressions changed drastically.

Upon hearing that the ships' ammunition was exhausted and needed resupply, they were filled with terror.

"baka! It's Tank Guns! The Chinese Army has a Heavy Artillery Position! Retreat~ Retreat quickly~~"

They could no longer care about the remaining soldiers on the beachhead, frantically ordered anchors raised, commanded all ships to flee desperately towards the open sea.