The 32nd Heavy Panzer Regiment, which was in the lead, had Char B1 heavy tanks and FCM 2C heavy tanks.
The development of the Char B1 land cruiser began in the 1930s. During its design phase, France decided to develop it into a heavy infantry support tank adapted for urban combat.
The Char B1 was enormous, weighing 31 tons, and equipped with heavy armor and a 75mm main gun with an 18.4mm caliber.
This tank is also equipped with four 7.5 mm machine guns, as well as two to three mechanics and a novice howitzer.
Not to mention the FCM 2C heavy tank, a land behemoth weighing 70 tons.
Sato Jiro and Gregory were instantly petrified. This guy was really going to kill them!
"Baka yarou, baka yarou!" Tojiro had completely gone mad, roaring hysterically, "You idiot! Gregory! It must have been you Vichy France who secretly funded the Nationalist Army!"
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Not again?
Gregory stared at Sato Jiro, completely bewildered. "What the hell does this have to do with us?"
We're still investigating where these NLD forces got their F-series weapons!
"Quickly order the troops to counterattack!"
"Fight back now! Kill these bastards!"
"Baka! Fight back now and kill these bastards!"
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The battle outside the city intensified on one side, with the heavy tanks of the Nationalist Army sweeping across the land, crushing and killing Japanese soldiers wherever they went.
"Baka yarou! Quickly organize the troops to counterattack!"
Just as Sato Jiro finished shouting, a Shire B1 heavy tank spotted him.
I felt my soul tremble.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The tank's machine gun immediately spewed out long tracer bullets.
As tracer rounds flew, they whistled through the air, leaving dazzling trails of flame as they hurtled toward Sato Jiro.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
Before Sato Jiro could even scream, he was torn to pieces by a barrage of tracer bullets. Blood, flesh, and bone fragments flew everywhere and eventually landed on the ground.
Seeing Sato Jiro beaten to a pulp, Gregory's legs trembled with fear.
They immediately shouted, "We surrender! We surrender!"
All the French roosters surrendered.
"Cease fire!" A Shire B1 heavy tank slowly came to a stop.
Then the driver stepped out of the carriage, raised his arms and shouted loudly: "The commander has ordered that all these Gallic roosters be sent to the Laizhou POW camp!"
"yes!!!"
The NLD soldiers behind the tanks immediately responded and ceased their attack.
In the blink of an eye, nearly two hundred Gallic roosters became prisoners.
"We surrender too!"
"We surrender too!!"
"Don't kill us!"
"Please, please let us go!"
"We really don't want to die."
The remaining Japanese soldiers also threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.
"You Japanese devils aren't on the roster."
The driver of the Char B1 heavy tank coldly surveyed the group of Japanese soldiers.
"What?!"
The Japanese soldiers were stunned when they heard this. Why could the French do it, but they couldn't?
"Da da da..."
"Clap clap clap..."
Just as they were wondering what was going on, dozens of MAS-38 submachine guns opened fire on them.
In just a few seconds, the group of Japanese soldiers were reduced to mangled corpses, so badly that it was impossible to tell who was who.
"Continue the attack!"
"Cut out all the Japanese devils!!!"
"yes!"
Inside Dien Bien Phu, countless medium tanks rampaged through the area, crushing any bunkers, houses, or firing positions into dust.
In just half an hour, all the Japanese troops' defenses in Dien Bien Phu collapsed.
Without exception, not a single Japanese soldier survived.
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In the dead of night, the stars and moon were not shining, and the wind blew by, bringing a chill.
Headquarters of the 5th Division in Indochina, Hanoi.
At this moment, the vast, brightly lit division headquarters was already bustling with activity.
People were everywhere, and the air was filled with the beeping of radios.
"Baka!"
"Baka!!"
"Baka!!!"
General Nakamura Akito's furious roars echoed throughout the hall.
The divisional staff officers and officers of all ranks lowered their heads and dared not utter a sound.
This evening, the National League forces attacked all the towns and districts in Dien Bien province, causing heavy losses to the Imperial troops.
There were even telegrams saying that the Nation's forces possessed Char B1 heavy tanks and FCM 2C heavy tanks!
Seeing the division commander so angry, the officers couldn't help but feel uneasy, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.
"Baka yarou!" Nakamura Akito roared angrily, "Why is this happening? Why does the Nationalist Army have Charles B1 and FCM? Did the Gallic Rooster really provide them with them?"
Nakamura Akito simply couldn't believe it.
A tiny guerrilla force!
They even have heavy tanks!!!
How is that possible?
"The answer to this question is to ask His Majesty the Emperor."
Chief of Staff of the 5th Division, Hisaharu Tano, muttered something under his breath, then looked up at Akito Nakamura and said in a deep voice, "Commander, the fact that the National Alliance Army possesses heavy artillery and heavy tanks is beyond the capabilities of our 5th Division."
"Tano-kun?" Nakamura Akito was taken aback. "Then how do we solve this?"
Tano Hisaji shook his head with a wry smile, "The only thing we can do now is to try to avoid the National League Army's attack range and wait for reinforcements from headquarters to arrive."
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