As soon as the security forces switched to offensive formation, they were fiercely taken care of by the village's machine guns, causing heavy casualties.
It is said that the Eighth Route Army can go to heaven or enter the earth, and it is important to save one's life.
The security forces used the corpses as cover to fight back. Seeing that the gunshots in the village had become less frequent, they stopped shooting because their lives were more important. They lay down in the pit and kept deepening it.
I lay down in the pit digging, not daring to turn around. I couldn't dig at the end under my feet, so I had to think of a way forward, digging out the bayonet bit by bit. It was quite difficult. I looked up at the corpse in front of me, and I couldn't hide the fear in my heart. After a while, he moved faster.
Aren't the security forces who were trapped in the trap the same as the Eighth Route Army: Heaven follows the earth. It turns out that there is another saying that the dead go to heaven and the alive go to the earth.
Occasionally, one or two rounds of bullets were fired from the Eighth Route Army in the village, shooting out from the openings in the brick walls, with screams and warheads flying wildly. At first, some hit the ground, but slowly, those bullets basically just hit the ground in random directions. The security forces drilled corpses.
Is grandma's relationship based on the brothers on the ground?
A recruit behind the courtyard wall felt as if he had hit one. He pulled the bolt of the gun open, awkwardly pressed a bridge into the gun case, pulled out the clamp strip, pushed the bolt forward and pressed to the right.
I pulled the trigger, but there was no movement. I quickly asked the veteran next to me: Brother, my gun is jammed.
The veteran turned his head, looked at the four-four lances, and slapped the recruit on the head: "Grandma, press the bolt to the right as far as it will go. If you don't press it all the way, you'll get slapped."
Although the recruits are not familiar with the new rifle, the gun is short, has small recoil, and can shoot accurately. It is no worse than the 38-gun. The bullets are not fired as fast as the veterans. They cannot handle the many bullets. They keep shooting. The veterans should take a rest early. .
Another bullet rushed out of the muzzle of the gun, and the gun slammed back and hit the recruit's shoulder.
When Hu Yi first arrived in the Jiulian Company, each soldier only had three or five rounds of ammunition. He couldn't even think of shooting like now, which would not even miss the corpses of the security forces. It's nonsense to say how good the soldiers' marksmanship is. In the north, Chen Chong's company set most of the old sleeves at a target position of only 30 meters.
It was unrealistic for the 30 or 40 men from the second company to dig trenches all around the village in half a night. They didn't dig trenches at all where there were houses, they just dug holes in the walls.
Taking advantage of the ceasefire between both sides, the restless soldiers of the Second Company did not go to sleep. A group of energetic soldiers started soil work again with hoes borrowed from ordinary people's homes. They beat those on the ground. The security forces were very interested, but the company commander refused.
The two soldiers had just dug a bunker in the ground and were crawling out of it.
A man next to him came over with a swaying step, a telescope in his hand, and looked very impressive.
"I say, you two, dig another section of this trench to the back."
After working hard for a long time on your relationship, you just dug a ditch in the eyes of others? Are you going to dig into the village and beat your own people?
"Hey, get a broken telescope."
"I thought the leader was here!"
The two soldiers curled their lips sourly, put their hoes on their shoulders and were about to change places.
"I'll let you shoot a few times later." He pointed at the crooked stick on Wu Shitou's back not far behind him.
"Really?" they all said in unison.
"I lied to you, haha..." Arrogant.
The two soldiers hesitated for a moment. Although the unscrupulous girl likes to take advantage, she always seems to keep her word when doing business. I heard from the veteran that this fuming girl has done big business with the Second Company several times. Although she took advantage every time, she really never got into trouble.
The two ran faster than rabbits.
"How deep should you dig?" The soldier standing next to the dug trench asked excitedly.
"As deep as my neck."
“Why are we still digging in the village?”
"I'll dig it if I ask you to, and ask so many stupid questions."
Shaking his braid from side to side, he walked towards a courtyard to the east and kicked open the ajar door. Several soldiers from the second company were squatting there, watching a recruit shooting a gun, and everyone was chattering. In command, he turned around and looked, and when he saw it was Xiao Hongying, they all turned their heads and ignored him.
He ordered Wu Shitou to put the machine gun on the ground, followed by a whole bag of bullet bridges. He pulled out a cavalry knife from Wu Shitou's back, expanded the shooting hole in the adobe wall a lot, and then pulled the machine gun hard to the hole. , made two gestures.
The adobe cloth wall was stiff, and there was some sweat on my forehead.
She asked Wu Shitou to go into the house to grab some firewood and spread it on the ground. She climbed behind the shooting position, adjusted it, pulled out her new telescope, pointed it at the shooting hole, and looked out.
There were some bushes on the ground outside the shooting hole, blocking the view.
The soldiers of the second company had long known that their sight would be blocked when they lay on the ground and shot. They squinted and laughed together: before they could shoot, they had to go out and clear the bushes outside the shooting holes.
The little girl ignored it, pulled the gun skillfully, and pressed the trigger hard. Flames spurted out from the muzzle of the crooked gun, and the bushes in the path of the bullet were shot into the air.
After firing thirty rounds of bullets, she rubbed her thin shoulders and picked up the telescope in front of her to look again. It was not bad. Except for a few thatches flying in the air, she had an unobstructed view ahead.
I lifted the tablet on the left side of the machine gun and threw in a bridge frame, six of them.
Everyone was stunned.
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This attack by the security forces suffered heavy losses, and Battalion Commander Wang no longer had the high-spirited momentum.
His power has been severely suppressed by the Eighth Route Army. Maeda did not care about the casualties of the security forces. This time he came out with more than a thousand people and suffered between one and two hundred casualties, which had little impact on the overall situation.
What Maeda didn't expect was that the machine gun fire of the eight-pronged group on the opposite side was so smooth.
"When will the infantry artillery arrive?"
The Japs next to him quickly replied: "We are still on the road. The Eighth Route Army dug the road ahead of time. The newly filled ditch needs to be compacted. There is a car stuck there. We are trying to push the car over."
The lieutenant next to him stepped forward: "How about sending some people back, adding more manpower, and pushing the car directly over?"
Maeda had a dark look on his face: "What kind of situation is this? People have to push the cars when they come out, so why do we need these cars? Can't we just push the cannons?"
"It's those Eighth Route Army soldiers who were too cunning. They buried grenades in the ditches they dug on the highway. Several of the Imperial warriors who went to fill the ditches were already smashed to pieces."
The grenade will fire if a heavy object is pressed against it. If the car is driven fast and will not be hit by the grenade, the grenade will have a delay.
Grenade buried in the ground will be soaked by water in two or three days at most, and will not cause casualties to people passing by in the future.
There are still more than ten miles, and the range of infantry artillery is not enough.
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Positional warfare is cruel. The absence of heavy weapons is beneficial to the defending side. The few soldiers who stayed in the trenches to observe the attack of the security forces did not pay attention to the Japanese bombardment. It came too suddenly. The Japanese bombarded them with two rounds of mortars, nine times in a row. Several soldiers were injured.
Fortunately, we were in a plain area and the soil on the ground was relatively loose. The Second Company dug trenches for half a night. Although it was not standard, it still worked and the soldiers were not injured many.
The heavy machine gun was carried to the north. The water in the heat sink of the heavy machine gun was boiling hot. Mancang was replacing the water in the water depression with cold water.
The machine gun position is in the common people's house. The shooting range outside is not very good. There is a large row of sparse woods. Through the telescope, the Japanese headquarters can be seen. The Japanese artillery position is right next to it.
The telescope in Hu Yi's hand left his eyes and put it in his bag.
There were sporadic gunshots all around. The north side was originally Gao Yidao's defense area, and the two company commanders stood together again.
"Hu, why don't you run away from me? There is a Japanese artillery platoon over there. It's not that far away. Why don't you come and take a shot?"
In the bushes in front of the machine gun position, Li Xiang leaned back in the individual pit he dug. There were two grenade launchers beside him. He felt unhappy. The two grenade launchers were of different lengths, which made him very dissatisfied.
I have long wanted to fire a few rounds at the Japanese artillery positions. The familiar ten-year-old type did not have enough range, and the eighty-nine-type had enough range, but I was not sure and never fired. There was another reason: the location was not suitable.
The individual soldier's pit is in the woods, and the woods are a bit dense. Moving forward, there are security troops lying there and digging holes in front of them. They need a suitable position to pose a threat to the Japanese platoon artillery.
What's more, just these two grenades, are you going to hit the Japanese mortars? Isn't it just looking for death?
The Japs are skilled in shooting, and their accuracy is no joke.
