There were a dozen Japanese soldiers on the ground crawling in the bushes, about 60 meters away from the nearest machine gun fire point on the 8th Route.
Out of grenade throwing range!
The bullets from the machine guns overhead were whistling. This situation was not common. At least, I had never encountered it before in the battle with the Eighth Route Army. It was all the sound of machine guns firing. It was obvious that the Eighth Route Army had three machine guns, and half a squadron of warriors actually Only two machine guns.
The Japanese Army Sergeant is a young man who has just been added to the army from China. He has not been in the army for a long time. At his age, he should not be able to be a Army Sergeant. However, he comes from a certain family and has excellent swordsmanship. He has also joined the army. Just for a spin, the Japanese Major personally arranged for him to be a peripheral search team, not daring to put him in danger.
He ordered a Japanese soldier next to him to stand up and observe the situation. The Japanese soldier was very obedient to his superiors. The Japanese soldier immediately looked at the people around him and slowly stretched his neck. First, a green steel helmet emerged from behind the stone, and his body was hidden. behind the stone.
Feeling that there was nothing wrong, I raised my head again with the helmet on my head, and the situation ahead came into view.
Just as he was about to shrink back and report to the sergeant, something unexpected happened. A series of fire flashed across the edge of the stones on the opposite side, several rifles fired, and a dull sound followed the bullets.
There was a crisp "dang" sound, and a bullet penetrated the helmet.
The remaining Japs looked at them lying on the ground, almost out of breath. Red and white things were spilling out of their helmets. The guy was still twitching before he died. The other Japs quickly lay on the ground and exchanged dumbfounded looks with each other, their brains were beaten. Come out, first aid? There is no use for it.
The eight-way rifle had not fired earlier. It was originally intended to be a precise and intensive shooting.
The sergeant originally thought that he could attack so close because the Tubal warheads were not strong enough, and he even planned to charge after the machine gun grenade ceased firing.
Unexpectedly, after the machine guns stopped in the Eighth Route Army position, there would be a sneak attack with rifles.
The sergeant was unwilling, maybe it was a coincidence?
He carefully took off his helmet from behind the stone, held it against the rock with a bayonet, reached up to the stone, and slowly raised the gun until the helmet had just come out a little, attracting a wave of rifle bullets, until the helmet was struck again by a burst of rifle bullets. The bullet hit and there was another bang. The sergeant quickly retracted his bayonet and checked carefully and found that the bullet had only grazed the edge of the helmet.
The Japanese military commander judged that the helmet he put on his head had fired at least a dozen rounds of bullets.
But how is this possible? Is this still a three-gun tubal with insufficient ammunition?
The attack was blocked. As the leader of the Army, the Japanese Army Cao was not discouraged. On the contrary, he became happy. The second lieutenant said that the Eighth Route Army was poor. The current Eighth Route Army actually had such strong firepower. This showed that there might be a big shot in this group of Eighth Route Army. .
After careful consideration, although I had experience in this kind of situation, it was the first time I had been beaten by eight soldiers in a mountainous area.
After thinking about it, he immediately ordered the Japanese next to him in a low voice: "Throw a smoke bomb out!" Then he turned around and said: "Command, prepare to move forward, go to the pile of rocks in front, and when you get there, you can throw grenades! Don't even think about this group of gangsters. run."
The Japanese army officer had no intention of standing still. If he got closer to the Eighth Route Army position, he could throw a wave of grenades. Although there would be casualties, as long as they were valuable, the casualties were not important.
When we get to the chaotic factory pile in front, we can only charge at that time. With grenade launchers and machine guns at the back to support the suppression, we can solve the problem with just one charge.
As for charging now, it is definitely not the best option. It is just to advance and lay the foundation for the subsequent charge.
For a large-scale attack, you must wait until the infantry behind you catch up before you can move forward. If you go a little further forward, you can hide among the bushes and rocks. There is no problem with safety. You can also throw grenades at the eight-way position to reduce the amount of grenades used.
The smoke bomb exploded, and a column of white smoke rose more than 20 meters in front. The nine Japanese soldiers immediately stood up from their hiding places. With fearless excitement, they jumped high and low, preparing to use the cover of the smoke to attack. Go forward in the eighth direction.
It's a pity that the Japanese have forgotten that this is on the mountain ridge.
A gust of mountain wind blew by, and most of the smoke from the smoke bombs was carried away by the mountain wind. The nine Japanese were dumbfounded. They did not expect that the mountain wind was so strong. Without cover, they would have become living targets.
Behind the stone on the opposite side, in the bushes, bursts of fire began to emerge from the dark muzzle of the gun. It was so conspicuous in the sunset, and the bullets that were not densely packed still formed a rain of bullets.
Three of the Japs immediately squatted down and fired back towards the eighth road, creating opportunities for their companions. The others quickly continued to run forward. There was a pile of rocks in the bushes in front of them. Hiding in the bushes was obviously not a good idea. They had to You have to go behind the stone to have a chance of living.
The three squatting Japs turned into corpses. Of course, there was still a little time left. The bodies of the Japs were still twitching up and down. Two fell down on the way forward, and two were injured and fell in the bushes on the road. Come on. There are only two behind the stone.
The bravery of the nine Japanese soldiers became a joke, even though they successfully advanced their position by more than ten meters.
One of the Japanese soldiers who was running at the front had already noticed that there was a bigger rock in front of him. In his mind, if he could turn over the rock in half a second, he would be able to move around calmly in the pile of rocks.
Without hesitation, he used the momentum of his forward movement to lower himself, arch his legs, and spring up, preparing to jump between the two rocks in one go.
The Japanese jumped over the stone with smooth and flowing movements, and suddenly discovered that behind the stone, a black face that had not been washed in eight lifetimes was staring in surprise at the guy flying over his head.
There was actually a Eighth Route Army hidden behind the stone. The Japanese's thoughts suddenly changed. The Eighth Route Army was not just fifty meters away!
Although Tang Dagou was stunned, he had heard the enemy's movement and was highly concentrated. He reacted instantly and jumped off the ground. He immediately greeted them with the bayonet in his hand.
This man who was once a swordsman and sergeant of unknown rank felt so aggrieved.
He was in the air and couldn't use any strength at all. He still held the rifle in his hand. He didn't even have time to throw the gun away before the bayonet pierced the sergeant's abdomen.
The sergeant landed on the ground, his ferocity erupting. Although he was a head shorter than Tang Dagou, he held Tang Dagou's bayonet hand with one hand, and quickly pinched Tang Dagou's neck with the other hand. As for Ge Tou, Tang Dagou was no match for this Japanese!
The sergeant gradually exerted force on his hand. Tang Dagou's other hand pulled the Jaap's hand that was holding his neck, hoping to pull the hand away. He had no time to resist.
Suddenly, another bayonet appeared between the two of them, but it just came out of the Japanese soldier's chest. The bayonet finally penetrated the soldier's uniform on the Japanese soldier's chest, leaving vague blood stains on the blade.
The Japanese was penetrated through a hole in the heart again, and the monkey pulled the bayonet back.
The sergeant subconsciously wanted to block the wound with his hand, but unfortunately the bayonet cut through the Japanese's lung was huge, and blood foamed from the front and back.
Tang Dagou, who was coughing hard, breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out his bayonet: "The hell you brought it to my door and you pinched me, you damn let me pinch you!" Then he stabbed me again: "I fucking let you pinch me... "
It wasn't until the bayonet was finally caught in the Japanese sternum that he shook it from side to side a few times, then he pulled out the bayonet and wiped it on the Japanese leg. Looking at the slightly curved bayonet and leaning it against the stone, he still felt a little nervous. nervous.
The Japanese Army Sergeant was still staring wide-eyed.
Tang Dagou stood up, and with two more stabs, the Jaap Sergeant's eyes turned into a lump of liquid like shit.
The sound of rifles stopped, and when the Japanese came, there was no movement on the other side of the rock. He began to breathe heavily against the rock, killing a Japanese, and then killing himself bloody, which was so scary.
He used his bayonet to scrape the blood on his hand that had not completely coagulated, put it to his nose and smelled it, muttering: This is too weird. I agreed that I would go to the front with the purpose of sneak attack and knocking out the Japanese grenades, but the result was good. , you come and go, machine guns are drawn and fired several times in a row, and the Japanese attack to the top of their heads.
It shouldn't be a big problem to run back now, right?
The cat was behind the stone, and there were bushes everywhere. When he poked his head out earlier, he couldn't even see the Japanese grenadier anywhere.
What a slap in the face...
The cover I agreed on was so great that the Japanese fell off my head and kept cursing.
Suddenly it occurred to me that the Japs had already come up. Where were the other Japs? Aren't they just behind the rocks?
Agitated, he quickly shut up and stood up, pressed against the stone wall, moved his steps, and finally changed his position. He used the slightly lower gap between the two stones to stretch his neck out of the bushes, intending to look in the direction where the Japanese were coming. .
I originally planned to take one look and then shrink back.
Things always happen unexpectedly. On the opposite side of the bushes, a gray-headed and gray-faced man wearing a steel helmet also appeared. Under the helmet were a pair of eyes that looked like he had seen a ghost.
The two of them opened their mouths wide and forgot to retract their heads, just looking at each other quietly.
