As soon as Captain Hattori heard the intensive gunshots in the distance, he roughly guessed that the squad leader, the idiot, had been ambushed. He did not lead his squad to retaliate, but instead shrank his neck.
With rich battlefield experience, he knew that this was a tentative attack. It was impossible for a squadron to capture the city. Being alive was the greatest victory.
There were gunshots everywhere in the city, and there were constant ambushes by Japanese soldiers. The losses were not big, ten or eight at a time, or even three or five, one or two, piecemeal.
The squadron leader was so angry that he was not used to the Chinese style of play. A squadron of more than a hundred people couldn't make any waves if they were thrown into the city. All they heard was a gunshot.
"Bagayalu, quickly ask Mr. Shibata for tactical guidance!"
Captain Chiba roared angrily.
Outside the city, the temporary command post of the First Brigade
Major Shibata was always paying attention to the battle in the city. At first, when he saw the Chiba Squadron successfully entering the city, he felt happy and thought there was something going on;
Then came the chaotic sound of firefights, which made him listen for a while. Finally, the gunfire became sparse, which made Shibata, who was anxiously waiting for the result, couldn't help but curse:
"Bagayalu, this bastard Qianye doesn't know how to send someone over to report the battle situation in the city."
Fortunately, after scolding Chiba, Chiba's signal trooper arrived. He quickly asked the caller to come in to understand the situation in the city. After the signal trooper saw Shibata, he reported all the strange phenomena in the city to Shibata;
As a top student who graduated from mainland China, although he has never been exposed to the concept of street fighting before, and street fighting is a combat mode that rarely appears on the Chinese battlefield, he is aware of it. For example, in the Moscow defense battle that just ended more than half a year ago, Ninja He kept mumbling:
"Yo Xi, I didn't expect that some people in the backward Chinese army would dare to engage in street fighting with the imperial army. Don't they know that street fighting requires very high training levels and fighting will of the troops?
These are the advantages of the imperial army. Since you want to fight, the emperor will accompany you to play! "
Thinking of this, Major Shibata had an idea. He immediately sent reinforcements to two squadrons and an infantry artillery squad, leaving only an infantry squadron, a machine gun squadron and the group headquarters.
As the Japs increased their troops in large numbers, the fighting in the city became fierce. According to domestic standards, the three field squadrons could handle it head-on, and even defeated a Chinese regiment.
Sergeant Hattori also began to become active. He no longer tried to hide and make excuses, but led his troops to continuously rush into the city. There were also several exchanges of fire with the defenders, causing casualties on each other. Of course, the Japanese casualties were greater. Quite a few, at least more than 3 to 1.
The defenders have advantages in terrain and equipment, their training level is not bad, and their tactical awareness is even more advanced. They have all been trained in street fighting tactics.
The two sides mingled together in the city, going back and forth, and it was difficult to separate. The city was thundering like firecrackers during the Spring Festival.
The old Japs Hattori had already replaced a Type 38 rifle. The Nanbu Pistol was looking for death in street fighting. There were 7 people left in his unit, and the other 6 were either dead or injured. Such street fighting was too wasteful for Japs.
Hattori hid under a broken wall about one meter high. In front of the wall was a pile of ruins, so his position was very safe unless someone could get around behind him.
He made a preliminary estimate and found that there were at least five Chinese people confronting them opposite them, as well as a sharpshooter. Both sides were equally powerful.
The two teams were locked in a fight, and no one was convinced by the other. Although the old devil Hattori cherished his life, it did not mean that he was afraid of death. This kid was a cunning fox.
He used hand gestures to direct the other two Japs to jump to a broken wall a few meters away, and then cover him and the other Japs for the assault.
He took several other Japs to cover, and the squadron leader gave them the order to continuously attack and then wipe out all the Chinese in the city.
After receiving Hattori's order, the two Japanese soldiers rushed out as quickly as rabbits.
"Ba! Ba!"
Two gunshots rang out, and the Japs on the left fell down, while the Japs on the right rolled into a crater in fright.
Hattori finally found the sharpshooter's location and was waiting for him to fire again.
In order to lure the Chinese sharpshooters to fire, Hattori ordered another Japanese to go up and fill the position of the killed Japanese. As soon as the Japanese rushed out with his waist bent, he was hit in the temple by a bullet flying from the ten o'clock direction. He fell to the ground.
Hattori's face showed a smile after his conspiracy had succeeded. He gently pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit an expeditionary soldier. Before he could put away his smile, a breath of death enveloped him...
"Bagayalu, it's not him!"
"Bang!"
He even heard the sound of the bullet hitting his Tianling Gai. It was finally over. He died under the bullet of the Chinese, ending his sinful life.
Although Wang Qiang finally killed the cunning Japs, he still looked sad. His squad leader Yu Peng died in front of him. Squad Leader Yu gave him his life in exchange for a chance to kill the Japs;
Although one life was exchanged for two Japs, Wang Qiang didn't feel it was a gain at all. The squad leader was the only one to him, and he couldn't exchange it for a hundred Japs.
Originally, they agreed that Wang Qiang would fire the first shot, but Yu Peng snatched it away. The squad leader gave him the chance to survive...
Wang Qiang pulled out the hot bullet shell and pushed a cold bullet into the chamber, just like his cold heart.
"Bah!"
"Bah!"
He mechanically pulled the trigger and killed the other two Japs in the service unit. The last three Japs went completely crazy. They rushed out screaming, and were finally killed by two other riflemen from Yu Peng's squad. .
At this point, all the troops in Fuchen were wiped out, and three people in Yu Peng's class died, including himself.
The fighting between the two sides lasted until late at night, and the gunfire gradually subsided, and the city returned to tranquility.
Wang Qiang took out a piece of black chocolate, a few toffees, and a pack of luncheon meat from his body, and began to replenish his energy. These were naturally obtained by Stilwell. They continued to fight and needed high-calorie food to replenish their energy.
Aso Shiichiro was also eating. He and Wang Qiang were only separated by a street. The dark night prevented them from seeing each other. What he ate was a rice dumpling, a small piece of salted fish, and a can of beef. Of course, he only had a few Just some butter flavor.
Aso was already very content. In his hometown in Kumamoto, he was the illegitimate son of a miner. He was grateful to the emperor for having a bite to eat, not to mention canned beef.
He finished eating quickly and threw away the tin containing the can, making a crisp sound. Although it was very light, Wang Qiang, who had sharp ears, still felt it...
"Bagayalu! Do you want to kill everyone?"
The captain next to him slapped him twice angrily, and the two dull sounds led to a soft gunshot. Aso felt his face go cold, and the captain's fresh meat sprayed all over his face, red and white. All of them, salty!
He licked it with his tongue reflexively, and a sense of revenge filled his heart.
"I asked you to slap me!"
