The lieutenant simply analyzed the firepower configuration of the Eighth Route Army with the team leaders beside him, and then calculated the number of people in the Eighth Route Army. Six grenadiers meant that there was a company of Eighth Route Army in the village. Of course, the Lieutenant calculated based on the firepower configuration of the Japanese troops.
With the result, the lieutenant no longer hesitated and immediately ordered the two squads following him to push directly into the village from the east and west sides respectively. The Eighth Route Army of a company faced his own squadron and fought a positional battle. That's a joke. By the way, try the depth of water on the Eighth Road.
What the lieutenant didn't know was that the Eighth Route Army in the village only had more than half a platoon.
However, all the heavy firepower of the Ninth Company is here.
The Japanese who were injured nearly half took the lead and strengthened the squad. They lost the ability to attack. A health soldier climbed up from behind and immediately bandaged the wounded Japanese soldiers.
Suddenly, bang, there was a gunshot, and the Japanese health soldier who was exposed in the fire fell to the ground. There was a small eye on his chest and a big eye on his back. It looked like he was dead. He was still twitching on the ground. Squirting blood out, I finally understood why the flowers were so black. Under the dim light of the fire, the blood seemed to be black.
According to international practice, when the two sides exchange fire, the medical soldiers generally do not hit, so the medical soldiers usually wear white cuffs.
The Japanese had never followed this custom, but they cursed the villagers in unison for being unruly.
Of course, Hu Yi may, should, or may not be aware of international practices.
The screams of the Japanese at the entrance of the village were still loud. The two teams of Japanese reinforcements from behind came forward with torches, but the speed was not very fast. They rushed quickly and slowly, but they caught up with the second wave of eight-way grenades. Not many, six gates. There were only six volleys fired. The grenades that were originally expected to hit the Japanese grenades immediately exploded and knocked the Japanese soldiers off their feet. This time, more than ten people were injured.
It's not that the Japanese are weak in combat effectiveness, but because of the long march and the large number of people, they have no choice but to enter the land cultivated by the common people among the rocks on the rocky hillside. Originally, the soil was made up of small patches of sloping land, like inserting pins and needles into the cracks of the rocks. There are big ditches and small ridges, and the ground is not even three feet flat. It is a good place to hide in an ambush. Want to attack quickly? The devil's short legs and small body make his teeth hurt just by looking at them!
The sergeant who was lying on the ground in front lowered his head and checked that he didn't seem to be missing anything. He looked back and saw that the group behind him was pressing up. He immediately became red-eyed and furious, and then started talking to a few Japanese soldiers in the language of birds. The soldiers roared, then climbed up with the mobile Japs and launched a pig charge.
Seven or eight figures immediately rushed into the open space, four holding guns, and four holding grenades, ready to throw them forward at any time.
A crooked machine gun suppressed by the fire cover behind them also fired, suppressing fire on the dark house.
The grenade soldiers did not need to be commanded. The grenades cooperated with the charging team and smashed into the village.
The four attacking skirmishers shot here and there, shooting at suspicious targets. They took three steps and two steps. They were about to cross the open field. On the opposite side, in the dark room behind the pile, the machine guns of the Eighth Route Army finally It came out bubbling, click, click, put, put, put. Three machine guns fired, one Czech-style and two with crooked handles, the muzzles of the guns were on fire, and they were also equipped with several grenades spinning in the air.
The dense rain of bullets did not give the attacking Japanese any chance. The attacking team only had time to fire one shot. The Japanese attacking team all fell to the ground, but they still failed to enter the village!
The injured Japanese soldier lying on the ground immediately smashed the grenade on his head. In the darkness ahead, rifle shots rang out one after another.
The bullets all rushed towards the Japanese soldier holding the grenade. The grenade that had smashed its hood fell off. The grenade that had been thrown in all directions exploded first, and then three grenades exploded again.
The ground was trembling, bullets were flying everywhere, and the eight corpses merged into the smoke. The crooked handle stopped for a moment, and then the anger poured out in a panic.
The grenade launched grenades one after another into the village, setting off waves of rocks and heat waves. Smoke and dust filled the air for a while, setting three to five houses on fire.
There were several figures hiding along the wall in the village who failed to find a good cover. They were thrown into the ditch by the exploding grenade. With a long series of miserable howls, the figures twitched a few times in the ditch and stopped moving.
Tang Dagou had a dark face, listening to the familiar screams mixed with the rumbling and rumbling sounds, with a ferocious face, half-squinting at the spot where the devil's crooked handle was showing a ball of fire, and pulled the trigger, firing a bullet. Xuan'er flew over with an angry scream.
The machine gun's trajectory shot up into the sky a few times, and then it went silent.
A few seconds later, the machine gun sounded again. After firing a three-point shot, the big dog's bullets immediately flew over again: "You're so fucking happy, I asked you to scream, why don't you scream again..."
As he muttered the words, the machine gun stopped firing and the rifle fired again. Without even waiting for the machine gun to sound again, a box of bullets had been fired. He quickly drew the gun and turned to lean against the wall to press the bullets, but his mouth did not stop: "You fucking... ."
The big dog curled up and half leaned against the wall, stretched its head to look out of the open door, with a gray hat tilted to one side and a dirty face that looked like it hadn't been washed in eight hundred years. Through the smoke and dust, he saw that the Japanese machine gun positions were finally no longer there. There is light, and the faint group of torches in the distance seems to be straight into the sky. The stars are dotted, and it feels like they are getting closer. Maybe, that is an illusion.
...
The Japanese Lieutenant looked back at the fire dragon that stretched down from the mountain, and then looked at his swaying subordinates with a dark face. Could it be that there is the main force of the Eighth Route Army here? Are you going to fight to the end here? A small mountain village set up a position just to stop the imperial army?
Then there's nothing to think about: "Mortar!"
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The biggest difference between the two sides now is firepower. In many cases, the strength of firepower on the battlefield determines everything on the battlefield. Hu Yi concentrated his firepower, which not only made the opponent unable to lift his head, but also destroyed the opponent's confidence. In the face of strong When attacking an enemy, it can even make the enemy misjudge one's own strength.
Two 90mm caliber mortar shells were covered with paint. The sound of the paint rubbing against the metal as they slid into the barrel was very harsh, perhaps pleasant.
Boom, boom, the large-caliber mortar popped out of its chamber and hit the stubborn Eighth Route Army positions in the mountain village.
"Boss Hu, I hit at least two this time. All the attacking Japs have been wiped out. Should we retreat?" Luo Fugui was fighting, and Hu Yi didn't have time to answer. The unique whistling sound of mortar shells came out. From far to near.
Lie down! After speaking, he turned to the ground and propped up his body with his arms to prevent his chest from touching the ground.
This kind of anti-gunnery skills is something that all the soldiers of the Ninth Company know how to do.
Tang Dagou's group of experienced soldiers would naturally do the same. They had long been accustomed to hearing the whistling sound of artillery shells. They hadn't heard it for a long time, and it seemed to be quite pleasant.
Boom, boom, as the ground shook, the two guys who had climbed onto the roof were shaken down. Fortunately, when they fell, the shock wave of the explosion had passed. Fortunately, they were not scratched by the shrapnel. They quickly thanked the Seven Immortals in their hearts. The eight gods.
Gun smoke filled the air everywhere. The two guys who fell off the roof felt bursts of pain in their bodies. They opened their mouths to howl, but instead they ate a mouthful of dirt. In addition to the gun smoke, the air was filled with mud and dust that had not been dissipated. .
A mortar with half the caliber enlarged is not a small thing like a grenade. Even the shells are only as powerful as grenades. It is a powerful cannon.
A bunch of idiots who have never seen a naval gun.
The Japanese mortars were not tested because the distance was too close. For the Japanese gunners, there was no need at all!
Therefore, the point of impact was a bit crooked, and it landed a little off in the village. Most of Li Xiang's six groups of grenadiers hiding on the ground behind the house were overturned. Fortunately, the Japanese shells were not very accurate, and there were only three people on the ground shouting.
At this time, it was only five seconds before Luo Fugui was defeated.
In the dark night of the village, two raging smoke pillars, illuminated by firelight, were slowly deflected by the mountain wind, and slowly blurred into pieces.
The Japanese mortar shells hit the open ground, but the result was not great. The shock wave and loud noise shocked a bunch of fools.
