In this way, with the intensive firepower of semi-automatic rifles, submachine guns and light machine guns, they were suppressed.
The soldiers actually dug the trench to a distance of less than 200 meters against the more than a thousand defending troops on the opposite side.
Then he calmly brought in a huge weapon that was almost forgotten - the heartless cannon.
In fact, the scientific name of this thing is called Explosive Pack Throwing Barrel.
No matter the accuracy, power or range, it is not as scary as in the movies and television works.
Many literary works even describe it as the trump card of our army, which is even more outrageous.
But this does not hinder its current value.
What is the main weapon used by the Eighth Route Army to deal with bunkers?
Explosive package.
What is the function of heartless cannon?
Throw the explosive bag over.
It's that simple.
We do have recoilless rifles, but we can’t waste them, right?
This is called riding a donkey to go to the bar, and save the money for the province.
With several loud noises, half of the stronghold's wall collapsed.
Is it over yet?
No, this is just the beginning.
For such a large stronghold, it would be irresponsible for the soldiers to charge in a hurry after just collapsing such a small wall.
If you don’t have very good attack equipment, you’ll just have to accept the expense of human lives.
Now that gunpowder production is so large, time is not very tight.
It will be much easier if you do it a few more times.
In fact, the explosive bags they used were the original black powder explosive bags.
The high explosives produced by Zhu Han were stuffed into the grenades first.
Not to mention military fortifications, even the reinforced concrete houses of later generations may not be destroyed by the explosion.
The blame lies with the Japanese who lack resources and can only cut corners on materials.
This kind of "concrete" fortification consisting of a handful of stones and a handful of mud is nowhere to be found in Europe.
Even if you put it on the frontal battlefield of China, you are looking for death.
As the main attacker, the 16th Regiment just took over the Mashou Village stronghold yesterday.
Because it went so smoothly, the whole group felt like "I've even taken off my pants and you're going to show me this?"
After receiving this big job this time, all the soldiers were holding their breath.
Three companies came up and attacked on three sides. The target was not the Japanese, but the wall.
Soon, the three walls could no longer hold up and collapsed.
The remaining two battalions were not afraid at all even if they faced a similar number of enemies, and rushed in roaring.
The Eighth Route Army was inexperienced in attacking difficulties, let alone street fighting.
Only a few company commanders of the 16th Regiment had learned from Zhu Han the precautions for street fighting for a few days.
But the Japanese are not as good as them.
Even until the end of World War II, the Japanese had not fought many street battles except the Battle of Songhu.
Not to mention such a mixed independent brigade that was later established.
This time the 386th Brigade has spent a lot of money. Nearly half of the submachine guns in the brigade have been assigned to the 1st and 2nd Battalions of the 16th Regiment.
Other troops have two submachine guns and 10 rifles per squad.
The two battalions are exactly the opposite.
Each squad has 10 submachine guns and two rifles.
There are even two ammunition handlers assigned to each shift, and their bodies are covered with magazine grenades.
But it allowed them to experience the sense of luxury that people are more valuable than things.
Bullets and everything else were fired out as if they were free of charge.
Everything is as trained.
Although the progress is not fast, it is moving forward firmly every second.
"Company Commander, that bunker in front is not easy to deal with!"
A soldier leaned against the wall and turned to report.
The company commander hurried up, but as soon as he showed his head, he was shot back by a dense barrage of bullets.
This fortress is so tricky that only one machine gun can block the entire intersection.
The narrow alley was unobstructed and there was no room for the soldiers to move.
Originally, the company commander was very anxious when faced with this situation.
But many years of battlefield experience made him calm down quickly.
"Company commander, let me go, I'll blow it up!"
At this time, a soldier took the initiative to ask for help with a grenade, as if he was just having fun.
"etc!"
The company commander looked at his injured grenade and suddenly thought of something.
What can be used to overcome difficulties?
In addition to grenades, explosive packs and cannons!
"Call Wen Ju quickly!"
"Cannon King! Come here quickly!"
"King of Guns!"
"coming."
As the sound spread far away, a gentle young man wearing glasses hurried over holding a recoilless rifle.
The red scarf around his neck is particularly conspicuous.
"Xiao Wang, you are the best in our group artillery. Let's see if you can find an angle to shoot this fortress."
Wang Wenju nodded, took out a small red folding round mirror from his arms, stood at the corner and stretched it out little by little.
"The distance is 95 to 105 meters, and the machine gun height is 5 to 6 meters. The direction of this alley is 3 to 4 degrees to the left compared to the position of the machine gun muzzle. My kneeling height is 1.3 meters, so it should be fine."
"Company Commander, you can throw a smoke bomb into the alley later and I should be able to take care of him."
As he spoke, he closed the mirror, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and placed it carefully in his arms.
The company commander watched its movements and chuckled: "For your sweetheart?"
Wang Wenju's face turned red, but he did not deny it and nodded.
"Haha, she knitted a scarf for you and you bought her a mirror. What a match. Your comrades are still waiting for your wedding wine!"
"Hahaha."
Listening to the company commander's joke, the surrounding soldiers laughed.
Unexpectedly, there is such a heartwarming scene on the fierce battlefield.
"Okay! The wedding banquet is an afterthought, business is more important, smoke bombs! Who still has smoke bombs!"
"I have it!"
So, as the smoke bomb was thrown into the alley, the smoke quickly enveloped the entire street.
Wang Wenju took advantage of this opportunity and immediately knelt on one leg in the middle of the road while carrying the recoilless rifle.
He carefully observed the only reference objects that could be seen on both sides of the road.
Carefully adjust the current muzzle alignment angle.
The deputy patted him on the head to indicate that the ammunition was loaded and the rear was clear and ready to be fired.
Wang Wen raised his index finger and exerted force.
There was a crisp sound, and as the cannonball rushed out at high speed, it penetrated a hole along with the thick smoke.
"middle!"
Just from the scene revealed at this moment, he already knew that he was right.
Hearing these familiar words, the soldiers who had already had a tacit understanding rushed out instinctively.
This blind shooting was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people and made the Japanese look stupid.
What's going on?
A shell emerged from the thick fog?
And accurately hit our machine gun fort?
Is this smoke one-way transparent to you?
Damn, is this scientific?
Is it magic?
How can you play with the other side cheating?
But before they could figure it out, angry bullets were already being fired at them at a rate of 460 rounds per minute.
"Haha, what a miraculous skill. He deserves the title of King of Artillery. When the time comes, I will have to tell your wife that her man is a great hero!"
And this is just the best episode in this battle.
"cover!"
"Tu tu tu tu..."
"Kill my brother!" (Japanese for "shoot", pronounced in Kong'er: Xia gei yi ki)
"Da da da, da da da!"
"Grenade! Give me the grenade!"
"idiot!"
"boom!"
"Instructor! Danger!"
"Kill me!"
"Little devil, I will fight with you!"
…
For a time, countless voices that made people shudder were heard.
There are rifles, machine guns, grenades.
There were also shouts of death, begging for help, and hysteria.
The land of China ushered in street fighting that was more intense than hand-to-hand combat.
The Japs are not afraid of death. For them, death is just a ritual, and sometimes they even die for the sake of death.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers regard death as home, because their home is at their feet.
Death is not an end, but a means to drag the enemy into hell.
When the soldiers threw away all the grenades, shot all the bullets, and cut off the bayonets.
Even when the ammunition hand rubbed his hands full of blood in order to load the magazine without realizing it, the last gunshot finally ended.
After a brief silence, the soldiers burst into excited cheers.
we won.
Not an ambush, not a guerrilla attack.
It is an upright battle with a considerable number of people!
It turns out that the arrogant Japanese are not invincible.
It turns out that we Chinese are not a weak nation.
It can be said that from then on, our Eighth Route Army soldiers' chests were completely raised in front of the Japanese!
It was sunset time.
The huge red sun connects the red still life of the entire stronghold into one.
There was blood all over the floor and exposed tissue.
There is also a bright red scarf, and a small folding mirror held tightly in a hand full of blood...
