Heavy fog filled the entire jungle...
The visibility was not too low, and one could see clearly at a distance of about ten meters. A Japanese patrol team of about 40 people was marching forward cautiously with guns in hand. The deafening roar of the emergency landing just now aroused their alertness.
It is still the same triangle formation that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and it is still used in this dense tropical jungle. It is not difficult to see here the rigidity and arrogance of Japanese tactics. Veterans who have fought for half a year know that marching in the jungle like this is simply courting death.
Liao Mingyu hid on a hillside not far away and observed the Japanese army's combat formation.
The distance between their groups was too large, and the three of them were close together. However, in the dense forest, there were so many trees and vegetation that it was impossible to rely on each other closely. But they desperately want to be together. The formations of each other cannot be guaranteed to be neat, and they will be blocked by trees from time to time, and the groups are spread too far apart.
The individual weapons of the Japanese army are basically Type 38, submachine guns are not popular at all, and the number of light machine guns is relatively insufficient. In this environment, using a triangle formation, the firepower is completely dispersed. The machine gunner was even at the very back of the team, completely blocked from view by his own soldiers and bushes in front.
Triangle tactics are divided into small triangles and large triangles. The small triangle is a group composed of machine gunners, snipers, grenadiers, and grenade-throwing soldiers. It is roughly a squad. The Grand Triangle is a triangular group charging at the front, with a triangular group behind it for support and troop replenishment.
If in a plain area, this tactic can use very few people to exert greater firepower, and the own losses will not be too heavy. Relying on this formation charge can bring a considerable threat to the enemy.
Unfortunately, this is not a plain, and what they are facing is not a cannon fodder group wearing only underpants.
Liao Mingyu smiled contemptuously. The little devils were quite confident in their rigid tactics, which could even be said to be superstitious. However, they were doomed to face failure because they could not administer medicine due to illness.
"It's not cool. You lead a squad to pass through from the left. Don't fire yet, and quietly touch the position of their machine gunner. Once we exchange fire, you must make their machine gun crew mute as soon as possible! Listen clearly. No!"
"I got it, Captain, no questions asked." He took Thomson's hand and smiled, and then led the others to quietly touch the left side of the little devil.
"Jamie, please stay here as well. I will arrange two soldiers to protect your safety."
"You are insulting a soldier. My friend, I can fight too!" Jamie said unconvincedly as he pulled out the pistol from his waist.
Liao Mingyu ignored his protest and said to Milong: "Milong, you are here from a high place. There are some big trees in front to protect you. Our machine guns are placed here. I will leave a squad here. Don't ask for your help." Kill as many little devils as you want, but you must suppress them in this position."
"Captain, don't worry, let's see if I don't kill these bastards." Milong patted his chest and said confidently.
"The rest of us will serve as the assault team, follow me, remember the tactical essentials during training, and we will wipe out these little devils!" Liao Mingyu said to everyone.
The soldiers of the Sichuan Army, who were still a little nervous at first, looked at the relaxed and confident commander, and their panic calmed down a lot.
This small Japanese patrol had no idea that the danger ahead was slowly approaching them.
They were all used to the Chinese people running away as fast as they could as soon as they fired a gun, and not many of them would resist.
The heavy fog gave Liao Mingyu a good hiding environment. He led a squad of soldiers, divided into four combat groups, and quietly approached the right front of the Japanese army.
Less than 20 meters apart, Liao Mingyu, who was hiding behind the bushes, could even see the mustache on the chin of the kid at the head of the queue.
beat!
"嘘嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚..."
The muzzle of the Thompson gun in Liao Mingyu's hand burst out with hot fire, turning the three little Japs in the front row into a hornet's nest.
Each of the four combat groups had a Sten submachine gun, and the others were all medium and formal. There was no need to aim too much at such a close distance. The powerful firepower instantly swept the dozen or so little Japs at the front of the team to the ground.
The support team behind the vanguard immediately squatted and fired back, but the thick fog affected their vision. The gun can only be fired in a general direction.
"Whoosh...! Whoosh," the bullet hit the tree, causing pieces of sawdust to bloom. The soldiers of the assault group were in very tricky positions, leaning behind big trees or rocks. This wave of counterattack did not cause any harm to them. The Japs from the machine gun team in the distance were also firing here, but due to the obstruction of the trees, the suppression effect on Liao Mingyu and the others was not very good.
"Quick! Spread out and pay attention to the machine gunners behind them. Follow me and get closer!"
Liao Mingyu reloaded a magazine, loaded the bullets, and called for everyone to charge forward. The four groups of soldiers formed an arrow-shaped skirmish formation and quickly moved closer to the little devils, using the big trees as cover to avoid bullets. Shoot and shoot.
The little devil never expected that he would be ambushed by the enemy!
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"
"Bang...bang...bang!"
A burst of light machine gun bullets came from the hillside, accompanied by the sound of rifle fire.
At this moment, Milong also opened fire!
The dense bullets rained down on the team of little Japs like a torrential rain of pear blossoms. Caught off guard, 6.7 little Japs were hit by bullets and died on the spot...
Now the little devil was suppressed to the point where he could not raise his head, and the remaining dozen or so people could only quickly lean against the big tree or lie prone on the spot to avoid the bullets.
Taking advantage of this gap, Liao Mingyu and others quickly approached the Japanese team.
"Everyone, throw the grenade!" Liao Mingyu shouted. The soldiers of the four groups threw 13 grenades at the little Japanese team with all their strength.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!...!"
The explosions of grenades sounded one after another, and the little Japanese was knocked upside down and killed and injured.
Two of them were even hung on the treetops and exploded directly in the air. The scattered shrapnel caused the little devil to scatter flowers.
"Ah!...Mama, help me!" There were still a few little devils who were still alive, covering their severed hands and lying on the ground shouting in pain.
Liao Mingyu and his men rushed up and mercifully shot each of them in the head. ended their life of sin.
"Don't leave them alive. Give me a shot at all the corpses on the ground. Prevent the little devil from pretending to be dead!" For some reason, at this moment, I thought of that guy Meng Fanliao. .
At the same time, the seven or eight members of the Xiaojiazi machine gun team fired a few shots and saw that the results were not good. The bullets were all blocked by trees and earth bags, so they prepared to change their positions and moved forward quickly.
But they didn't notice that Bu La, who was not far away, sneaked up behind them with a squad of soldiers.
"Da da da da da... bang! bang! bang!" The sound of submachine gun shooting suddenly sounded.
The Bu La group opened fire without hesitation! The poor little devil suffered heavy casualties without even being seen.
"Baga, there are enemies behind you!" The two surviving little Japanese huddled behind two big trees and looked at each other in shock. "Kazuya, what should I do? The team leader and the others are all dead!"
One of the older Japanese soldiers took off the grenade from his waist and was about to fire a chain grenade and throw it out, when two black things fell next to them.
"No, grenade, get down!"
"Boom! Boom!"
After the explosion, only two bloody corpses were left...
"Hehe" Bu La narrowed his eyes and smiled mischievously. "You silly little Dongyang, my grandpa is treating you to a piece of iron pot helmet."
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