Chapter 266 Night attack! Fetching water from a bamboo basket is all in vain

Style: Historical Author: Ninghai of the Chinese Imperial AcademyWords: 4314Update Time: 24/01/11 17:48:34
After a fierce battle with the 1st Marine Regiment in Tokyo, hundreds of remnants of the Fujiwara detachment retreated westward under the leadership of adjutant Major Shoichi Kobayashi.

They were attacked by air raids on the way and had to stay out at night. In the end, there were only more than a hundred people left when they entered the mountainous area.

At that time, the formation of the Fenyong Tutu Army was very hasty. There were only so many people around Tokyo who volunteered to fight against the Ming Army. The spread of news was also limited, and outsiders could not catch up in a short while.

However, as the remnants of the resistance army "moved" inland, young people, veterans, and reservists continued to join voluntarily along the way, and the number soon increased to more than 400 people.

But in fact, most people are indifferent to the situation in their country. Some are confused, some are indifferent, and some are full of hope. For the poor people who are struggling to make ends meet, the future of the Yamato clan seems to be too far away from them.

There were many villages and towns passed along the way, and in the end only about 300 people volunteered to join, including some hot-headed young people who had not thought carefully.

Because there were several sergeants and soldiers from the Fourth Regiment of the Second Brigade in this team, they found an ordnance warehouse on the outskirts of Hachioji City where the brigade they once belonged to was located.

After "persuading" the remaining personnel with physical means, they pried open the warehouse and replenished it with a batch of rifles, light machine guns, hand grenades, rifle grenades and a large number of bullets.

This was the main reason why they were pursued by the Ming army - the remaining personnel immediately reported to the Ming army stationed in Hachioji City, and Ming army aircraft began to conduct regular patrols in that area.

In order to boost morale and prove the significance of this team's existence, Major Kobayashi Shoichi decided to lead his troops to ambush the Ming army who came for reconnaissance.

This search team has a total of only fifty people. It is based on a platoon of the reconnaissance team of the 20th Regiment of the 7th Division, and is reinforced with one mortar and one heavy machine gun.

Under the cover of darkness, he quietly sneaked in to a close range of less than a hundred meters and then suddenly launched a surprise attack. He used his numerical advantage to charge with a single blade and destroy the Ming army in one go. This was Kobayashi Masaichi's plan.

Simple, but really effective.

"Enemy attack!!!"

"Grass! Fire up flares!"

"Machine gun? Where's the machine gun!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In addition to the more than 200 people who directly launched a hand-to-hand charge, there were also some people who fired grenades from a distance.

Even though it was in a rugged mountain, the distance of a hundred meters was only twenty or thirty seconds at most.

Most of the soldiers of the Ming Army had just fallen asleep. According to the regulations, weapons were not allowed to be left behind when camping in areas with enemy conditions. Therefore, after waking up, many people directly grabbed the rifles next to them and got out of the tent.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da da——"

"call out--"

The flares fired by the flare gun had limited brightness. With the short and weak light, the soldiers were horrified to find that there were densely packed figures in the left, center and right directions.

"Long live!"

"Don't stop! Kill them all!"

The enemy's hysterical roars, the whizzing of bullets, and the rumble of exploding grenades. The small camp with a radius of tens of meters was swept by the flames of war in an instant.

"Don't mess up! Machine gun! Protect the machine gun!"

Even with a muzzle flash suppressor, the flames ejected by the Type 33 light machine gun were still as long as a punch, and the hot bullet cases flew out of the ejection window and rolled onto the muddy ground.

A tall machine gunner from Rizhao County came from the rear. After being awakened, he picked up a light machine gun and rushed over.

The situation was so urgent that it was too late to slowly lie down and unfold the bipod! He directly put the light machine gun, which weighed 23 kilograms in combat, on his waist and pulled the trigger.

Amidst the "click, click, click" gunfire, from left to right, and then from right to left, two fans fired directly and knocked down five or six Japanese.

The 7.36×56㎜ automatic bullet containing more than 3,000 joules of kinetic energy is a standard lead-core all-metal armored bullet. Even though the shape of the pointed bullet cannot fully release the kinetic energy at close range, the denominator is large enough after all. Only a few percent is transmitted to the human body, and the few hundred joules are enough to cause human beings to become incapacitated on the spot.

The hit resistance soldier took advantage of the inertia and rushed forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground. The Meiji 41-type rifle with the bayonet also fell to the ground. His body was struggling and twitching, but he soon fell to the ground. Shock due to massive blood loss in a short period of time.

The chaos of the Ming army's search team only lasted a short time. The officers and non-commissioned officers were keenly aware that although these enemy forces were menacing, they were poorly organized - with no separation of layers, sparse firepower and scattered formations.

The well-trained and quick-responsive Ming soldiers knelt or lay down, relying on the surrounding tree trunks, depressions, and large rocks to fire fiercely at the invading enemies.

"Quick! Detonate!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Directional landmines, which have not yet been put into mass production, have shined in the special military operations to quell the Japanese. When defending one's own strongholds and positions, this humble "iron box" is really powerful.

Several preset directional mines are in a cross direction at this location, so that the fan-shaped killing areas overlap slightly, ensuring the maximum killing range while increasing the power.

Thousands of short steel rods spurted out, and prefabricated fragments as dense as hailstones rushed towards us!

At this moment, a whole row of about twenty people were knocked down in unison. Amidst the shrill and shrill screams, some people fell forward and some fell back.

In the other corner of the camp, a dozen enemy soldiers rushed into the battle line, their bayonets wrapped in mud giving them a different sense of intimidation.

"Ta-ta-ta-"

"Bang! Bang!"

Two of the Ming soldiers here were firing with submachine guns. The others had no time to attach their bayonets, so they threw away their rifles and rushed forward with engineering shovels and pickaxes. A medical soldier also pulled out his pistol and fired alone. Armed with a gun and fired repeatedly.

The speed and cruelty of close combat are beyond imagination. The back-and-forth fighting in movies and TV series is really child's play. Hand-to-hand combat is almost life-threatening, with vicious moves.

"Brothers! Fuck you!"

Amidst the yells and curses in both languages, bayonets were stabbed, shovels were waved, and blood flowed!

If a sharp bayonet is stabbed into the abdomen, internal bleeding caused by kidney and liver damage will kill the person in a short time; the side of a sharp engineering shovel can cut off pork ribs, and the effect on the human body can be imagined.

Under the quick response and tenacious and fierce defense of the Ming army, this terrible night attack with Japanese characteristics was quickly disintegrated.

Dozens of corpses of resistance soldiers lay scattered on the rugged land in the mountains. Kobayashi Masaichi's left waist was also scratched by a stray bullet.

There is no doubt that Kobayashi Masaichi was overconfident in his own military superiority, and he ignored one very important thing.

Throughout the ages, the reconnaissance units of any army have been without exception the most well-trained and the most powerful. The officers and soldiers who can be selected into the reconnaissance units are not mediocre people.

In ancient times, the Ming army's night guard, anti-terrorist troops, and sentinels were all brave and resourceful elites. They often went deep into the enemy's territory to detect the enemy's situation for several months in a row, showing extraordinary courage.

Now, the reconnaissance team affiliated with the 20th Infantry Regiment is the most elite combat unit among the three thousand members of the regiment - its members are mostly selected from veterans; when new recruits join the army every year, the best or smartest among them will also Priority is given to being selected as a scout.

But every infantry unit at the grassroots level will also "rob people" - there are only a few good prospects. If they are all snatched away by the reconnaissance team, wouldn't the new recruits who supplement the advanced army be mediocre?

Now, after the sudden night attack was dismantled, the ambush had actually been declared a failure.

Dozens of people from the Ming army's search team stretched out the battle line and formed a circular position. The prototype 37-type heavy machine gun was deployed on the right wing, and the mortars and wounded soldiers were placed in the middle.

The long-stroke piston in the gas tube moves back and forth. The metal bullet chain is pulled into the receiver by the automatic machine. The empty bullet case is thrown out of the ejection window by the ejection hook. The bullet that has completed the retraction is pushed and pulled into the chamber. Fire!

Under the control of the machine gunner, the heavy machine gun poured out firepower in a 120° range diagonally forward with long bursts. Strings of machine gun bullets mixed with tracer bullets were like spears thrown by the god of death.

The 80mm anti-personnel bomb flew out from the muzzle of the Type 28 mortar, fell down in a steep parabola with a large absolute value of the quadratic term coefficient, and exploded!

The anti-personnel bomb containing 64 diamond-shaped prefabricated fragments sprayed dense fragments around its explosion point. The cast iron body itself was easily broken into small fragments. Coupled with the diamond-shaped prefabricated fragments, the retreating Japanese were defeated in the blink of an eye. Just poured a piece.

The five Lewis light machine guns used by the resistance army were completely unable to compete with the four Type 33 light machine guns and one Type 37 heavy machine gun of the Ming army's search team. The latter's majestic firepower was like a continuous waterfall washing away .

In the face of automatic firepower, the numerical advantage will undoubtedly be offset to a great extent. The tens of thousands of bones of British officers and soldiers along the Somme River are the best evidence.

The falling mortar shells kicked up mud and stumps, and the resistance forces that retreated to the outside suffered huge casualties. Regardless of the strength of their firepower or the quality of their training, no one in the mixed resistance army had an advantage.

The close firefight at the beginning of the battle actually caused a lot of damage to the Ming army, especially the explosion of hand grenades and rifle grenades, which killed at least ten people. However, after the sudden night attack was disintegrated, the advantage of surprise disappeared, and the situation gradually deteriorated. Turn downwind.

Although there are only about thirty people who can still continue to fight, this small group of Ming soldiers are as stubborn as fire hedgehogs.

Flares continued to rise into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area.

Xiao Lin Zhengyi tried to launch a roundabout attack, but was noticed by the Ming army. The roundabout team of dozens of people retreated in embarrassment after being subjected to fierce machine gun fire and rifle grenade attacks.

Neither side wanted to give up and kept shooting at each other, but the intensity of the exchange had been greatly reduced. The resistance army continued to insist on the siege, and the Ming army sent several people to collect weapons and ammunition from the dead Japanese in case of emergency.

In this way, the inextricable confrontation continued until dawn. Two Ming Army Air Force Type 36 fighter jets on routine patrol discovered the signal flares launched from the ground. They noticed the fighting here and lowered their altitude to prepare for support.

"Failed, it's time to retreat." Xiao Lin Zhengyi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

Apart from being overwhelmed, he felt deeply powerless.

Whether it was with more troops and fewer troops, or with a surprise attack at night that took advantage of the location, in the end, even these dozens of Ming troops were unable to be annihilated? Our own casualties were as many as seventy or eighty.

With most of the ammunition consumed and serious casualties, the search team was naturally unable to continue its mission, so they returned to the starting point.

The next day, morning.

News that the search team had been ambushed by resistance forces operating in Yamanashi Prefecture quickly spread to the Ming troops stationed in Japan.

In the past month, rebel attacks on the Celestial Empire's armies had occurred frequently, but this was the first time the Resistance Army had taken such a "flagrant" action after the initial large-scale, organized defense in Tokyo Bay was defeated.

The 20th Regiment reported: "...the officers and soldiers of this detachment fought bravely. Although they were attacked in a hurry, they were not afraid of danger and almost fought in the battle. The enemy numbered hundreds, about 500, or even a thousand. They held on for a long time, Countless enemies were killed, and at dawn, when planes arrived for reinforcements, the enemy retreated. After investigation, there were hundreds of corpses..."

Since the Guandong area and surrounding areas were under the responsibility of the Second Army, Nie Quan summoned the main generals from various ministries to come to the General Military Office for a meeting.

As we all know, if you dream while sleeping at night, the quality of your sleep will be significantly lower than without dreams. But Zhou Changfeng had a very outrageous dream last night - he became a student, Xia Xiaoshi became a teacher, and he was She whipped hard with a ruler.

As a result, I was still a little sleepy when I woke up this morning, not as refreshed as I felt after waking up from a dreamless night.

After riding the off-road vehicle for a quarter of an hour, it was enough to wake me up. I was able to make out the vertical banner of "Admiral/Second Army/Major General/Chief Soldier" hanging vertically.

Although the nouns have changed, the Ming Dynasty's naming rules for official titles are still as clear and easy to understand as ever. "Admiral of the Second Army" is a matter of dispatch, "Major General" is a military rank, which corresponds to the official title in ancient times, and "Chief Military Officer" is an official position.

The staff officer of the General Military Department briefly told everyone present what happened last night, but everyone obviously didn't care.

The commander of the 4th Division said casually: "This battle report is watery. How could there be thousands of people? The Japanese army has a good fighting spirit, and they are not natives with sticks. They can attack the few with more or ambush. It is impossible for dozens of people to be eaten." If it doesn’t fall, I estimate that the enemy army only has two or three hundred.”

"It's difficult to identify at night, so it's not surprising to recognize more people." said the chief of staff of the 7th Division.

"They are just stragglers, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Let's continue to organize a cleanup." The commander of the Seventh Division looked at the map and added: "This is just like the suppression of bandits in the past. It shouldn't be difficult."

"You're talking nonsense again. How can this place be comparable to that at home?" Nie Quan glared at him, "At home, we can mobilize tens of thousands of troops to besiege outside. How can you get so many troops here? Do you think you are slippery? Is the loach easy to catch?"

As soon as he said this, the generals present fell silent.

Zhou Changfeng felt that the resistance commander who planned the ambush was overconfident and misjudged the gap in combat power between the two sides. In the end, all wasted.

In this case, priority should be given to ambushing the weaker baggage units and doing everything possible to avoid engaging the infantry units. As for the elite search unit? It is an existence that cannot be touched and can be avoided as far away as possible.

However, the difficulty of eradication mentioned by Nie Quan cannot be solved. After all, it is not local.

Therefore, special forces are needed at this time.

So Zhou Changfeng suddenly asked: "Well... do you know that there is such a unit as 'Yiluan Division'?"

(End of chapter)