After being scolded by the company commander, Gou Sheng felt a little unmotivated. He sighed secretly. Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, he had to walk to the side alone and muttered gloomily.
As time went by, cold winds blew in the sky, the clouds slowly covered the moonlight in the sky, and those twinkling stars had long disappeared.
"God damn it, it looks like it's going to rain." The company commander said to himself.
At this moment, the temperature dropped sharply, and the already dark night sky became even more invisible. Everyone on the battlefield was shivering from the cold, and everyone felt the biting cold wind.
"We have to stay here with the cold wind blowing in this damn weather..." Gou Shengzi involuntarily tightened his tight clothes, tried hard to shrink his neck into the collar, and began to complain impatiently in his heart.
"Huh? What?"
Suddenly, a bush was shaking slightly more than 20 meters away. His companions didn't notice it yet, but Gou Shengzi, who had a keen sense, noticed the movement.
At first, he thought it was due to the strong wind, but after looking at it for a while, he realized something was wrong. The direction of the bushes swaying was completely different from the direction in which the surrounding grass was bent by the wind.
"who!?"
Bang!
Gou Shengzi subconsciously leaned out and shouted, but he was answered by a harsh gunshot.
"There are enemies!"
"Fuck me, hit me!"
The company commander shouted, and the surrounding soldiers fired quickly. In an instant, there was loud gunfire on the position. Seeing that the little Japanese had been exposed, he stopped hiding and immediately started to fight back.
Da da da da da…!
boom! boom! boom!
The grenade exploded and flames shot into the sky. Both sides were firing wildly in the darkness. The company commander bent over and came to the place where Gou Shen fell to the ground, and asked hurriedly: "How is the man?"
The comrade next to him shook his head at him with an ugly expression. I saw a blood hole in the little guy's chest, and the blood stained his entire chest. The bullet passed through his body and took away his life.
Wow!
The company commander was furious, pulled the bolt of the gun and loaded the bullet into the chamber. His face was filled with gloom. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and fired several shots outside the trench.
Dense bullets were surging around in the darkness accompanied by firelight, seeming to cause a chain reaction. Various explosions along the entire defense line were deafening, and little devils kept appearing in the woods and shrubs.
"Damn it, there really is a night attack. How is the situation ahead?" Kaname asked as he got out of the bunker and put equipment on his body.
"The second battalion has received fire, and the first battalion is approaching. Acting commander, do we, the third battalion, want to go up too?" the third battalion commander asked hurriedly.
It's hard to imagine that the Japanese actually reached the front without anyone noticing. Fortunately, the Second Battalion was asked to be on guard at the front of the position in advance, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Kaname thought about it for a while, but decided to seek stability first: "Don't move your three battalions, and be prepared where you are. I'm worried that Little Japan will not be as simple as a night attack."
The fierce sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky. The soldiers fighting in the dark could not see clearly in front of them. They could only shoot in the general direction. For a time, the gunfire was loud and the entire front line was in chaos.
The little devils put a lot of effort into this operation. In order to approach the enemy without making any noise as much as possible, they sent out many skilled swordsmen to clear out the hidden sentries first. This was how they were able to get so close to the Second Battalion's position without being caught. Discover.
Moreover, the Japanese had a large number of people, and the sudden offensive made it difficult for the soldiers to resist, and the forward defense line became precarious.
The company commander held his breath and concentrated. The Garand rifle held up with both hands did not shake at all. Although it was difficult to see the target clearly in the dark night, the fire snake spurting out of the barrel not far away exposed the location of the Japs' firepower point.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He pulled the trigger with his index finger and fired several times. The enemy's machine gun fire suddenly stopped. The surrounding soldiers also took the opportunity to throw a few grenades forward, repelling the approaching Japanese soldiers again.
"Old Jiu! The Japanese are coming, why don't they fire?"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The company commander pressed the new magazine into the magazine, and slightly raised his head to look out of the trench. Within a few seconds, another fire snake swept towards him, and he was so frightened that he quickly retreated.
The soldier named Lao Jiu replied at the top of his lungs: "It's too close, the mortars can't reach it!"
"Company commander, there are no grenades here!"
At this time, the little Japanese had already rushed to a place less than 30 meters away from the position. If the soldiers had not resisted desperately, the defense line would have been broken by the opponent.
"Brothers, hold on, reinforcements will be here soon!" the company commander shouted loudly. If this place is lost, the entire position of the regiment will be in danger.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Jun Zuo said last time that mortar shells could be used as grenades, and he patted his head in annoyance: "Quick! Bring me the mortar shells!"
"Didn't I say...it's too close to hit." Lao Jiu muttered, but he still carried a box of mortar shells over as ordered.
As a senior gunner, Lao Jiu is very aware of the range of the American M2 mortar. The impact point of the shells when fired at the maximum elevation angle is about 90 meters. Moreover, the Japanese are too close. If they move behind the position and shoot, they may be accidentally injured. For your own people, the gain outweighs the loss.
The company commander did not explain that much. He opened the box and took out a shell. Recalling the memory in his mind, he pulled out the safety of the shell, then held the body of the shell tightly and knocked the primer hard against the base of the mortar shell.
"Let's go!"
The cannonball was thrown out heavily by him, crossing an arc and hitting the open space more than ten meters away.
boom!
The shells exploded violently, and the flying shrapnel instantly killed several little Japanese who tried to charge into bloody pieces.
"Haha, if you see it, just do it and greet these little Japanese!"
It is possible to use mortar shells as grenades, and soldiers from many countries used this method during World War II. However, this method also has certain risks. It is purely used as a last resort and can be used on the battlefield. People who use it like this are definitely veterans of the battlefield, and they must have fought hard and tough battles.
The specific method of use is also very simple. There is a curved steel wire safety pin on the warhead of the mortar shell. Before use, whether it is fired with the barrel or not, this safety pin must be pulled out. After pulling out the safety pin, the shell will be ready to fire. Then find a relatively hard object and knock the bottom of the tail fin of the shell vertically to simulate the shell sliding down in the barrel to release the inertial safety. At this time, the entire cannonball is in a ready-to-fire state. After throwing the cannonball, the warhead at the front of the cannonball falls to the ground, and the cannonball can be detonated.
When the veterans saw that this move was feasible, they immediately imitated the company commander's actions, pulling out the safety and knocking the base... Mortar shells were thrown in front of the formation like grenades. The sudden strong firepower made the Japanese army miserable...
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