On the surface, only two squads of Japs participated in the attack, but the Japs would definitely contact other troops.
Hu Yi frowned. The plan was just to beat the Japs so hard that they would lose hope of continuing the pursuit. At the same time, he would observe whether the Japs had any other reinforcements!
It is difficult to eat this group of Japs because Hu Yi does not want to die with the Japs, and the point is that it is meaningless.
The attacking troops were arranged in two echelons, and the small team behind them was also forming a team. It was unreasonable to choose to attack at dusk. A little struggle would delay it until dark.
The Japs advanced faster than expected. This should be the Japs' plan to end the battle before dark!
"Boss Hu, there are so many Japs, why don't we retreat to the hills while we are far away?" Luo Fugui asked with ugly eyes.
"The morale of the Japanese is declining and then exhausted. We must first defeat this group of Japanese and then retreat!"
"My grandma, on the 100th, can we fight back? I think it will probably turn into a pot of porridge. It will get dark soon, and it will be difficult to retreat by then!"
“If so, better”
"Uh... better?"
"Our main purpose is to make the Japanese wounded. As long as one-third of them are injured, it will be impossible for them to pursue us!"
"Boss Hu, then, isn't this girl just adding to the chaos by beating up those Japanese wounded soldiers?"
"Tang Dagou and the others have been exposed. The few Japs in front must be eliminated!"
"Didn't you tell them to shoot the Japanese grenade? Well, the guys with the grenade are always behind. Even the Japanese machine gun position is two to three hundred meters away. It's so far away. I think this is a bad move on your part! "
"Don't underestimate Tang Dagou. How long has he been here with us? When have you ever seen him suffer?"
"Boss Hu, the Japs are almost 100 meters away. Let's fire three machine guns at once. Maybe we can push the Japs back?"
"Let the devils hang around for a while, get closer, and then hit them. The hits will hurt, otherwise, they will follow them again."
"Uh... that's it. Do you mean... you still have to wait until they get in front of Tang Dagou before fighting?"
"The devil comes within range of Tang Dagou's grenade, let's fire together."
In positional warfare, the process of approaching the enemy's position is thrilling and a period of psychological suffering.
Especially knowing that the opponent was the Eighth Route Army with three machine guns. They had been chasing them in the mountains for two days. These Japanese soldiers only rested for less than half an hour when they climbed the mountain and went down the ditch. Their legs were still sore as if they were filled with lead.
The closer we get to the Eighth Route Army position, the more frightened we become. The golden light of the setting sun turns orange-red. In front of us is a pile of rocks and bushes.
They could already see the bodies of their dead compatriots in the bushes, and the Japanese were furious! The Eighth Route Army was in the stone forest opposite, but there was not a single figure visible. A rifle could be vaguely seen hanging out on the rocks.
We have slowly entered a distance of eighty meters. We can't carry the cat any lower, bending down so that our head is almost touching the ground. Sweat breaks out in the palm of the hand holding the rifle. I let go and wipe it on the uniform, then grasps the rifle again and moves forward.
There are rocks and bushes everywhere, which is a serious disadvantage for charging.
Bang... bang... random shooting, the Japanese soldiers advanced and opened fire to embolden themselves. The rocks where the rifles were placed became targets. The Japanese soldiers were using those rifles to vent their anger.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the Japanese machine gun position moved forward, followed by another team that followed. The machine gunners set up the machine gun position after picking up a slightly higher stone about two hundred meters away.
The sound of gunshots broke the vast silence in the mountains. The bullets flying in the air were screaming. Each Tomosaka rifle bullet flew out of the muzzle. In an instant, it rushed across a distance of 70 or 80 meters and hit the stones and bushes of the Eighth Route Army. middle.
Then the Japanese machine guns joined the ranks of suppressing fire, and grenade launchers also fired again.
Stone chips flew everywhere, branches were broken and leaves fell.
The attacking Japanese soldiers selectively ignored the small hill behind the Eighth Route Army position because they couldn't see the target on the hill and it was still thirty to fifty meters away, so there was no way.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", mixed in behind the Japanese team, holding the command knife, the most conspicuous Japanese second lieutenant was hit in the head at close range by a 7.92 rifle bullet that flew out of the muzzle of Ma Sihuan's gun, as if he was hit by a train. It flew backwards as if it had been hit, red and white flying everywhere.
After a moment of panic, the enemy in front lowered the muzzle of his gun, and the bullet flew to the spot where the fire was about thirty meters in front of him. The enemy always thought that the Eighth Route Army was hiding in the pile of rocks behind, but he did not expect that there was another one behind the stone in front of him. Natural ditch.
In the sky, two black spots suddenly flew up, grenades!
After being stunned for a moment, the Japanese in front panicked and quickly got down. Then they took off the grenade step by step and threw it to the location where the black dot appeared.
On the Eighth Route Position, twenty or thirty rifles were accompanied by two machine guns. Dozens of gray military caps suddenly appeared. The muzzles of the guns flashed with flames, accompanied by a sudden burst of gunfire.
The Japanese who had just thrown the grenades lay in disorder in the bushes, and fired again in panic. Two grenades exploded loudly, and shrapnel flew freely in the bushes.
Subconsciously holding their heads to the ground, the Japs' faces were cut open by the hard bushes.
A piece of shrapnel flew towards the thigh of the Japanese soldier who was not lying down completely, and another piece of shrapnel viciously crashed into the arm of the Japanese soldier next to him. The grenades wounded two targets, and at the same moment, dense bullets from the eight-way machine guns and rifles poured down. Many Japanese soldiers were shot before they could find bunkers in time!
“Kill and change the cock⋯”
The sergeant who took over the command waved his arms amidst the gunfire, and his voice sounded more like a death cry.
Suddenly, a bullet passed through the arm that was suddenly waved. The sergeant at the front of the attacking team, howling miserably with a rain of blood, lay down in the bushes half a man tall, with his head down. I didn't dare to lift it up, but the screams were very clear.
A series of screams appeared one after another. The Japanese tried their best to get into the bushes. Where there were bushes, there were no stones. After hiding their heads and legs, they stuck their heads out and looked ahead based on their feelings.
Then he deflected the muzzle of the gun, shouted a bird's song at the top of his lungs, and fired a shot at the Eighth Route Army position. It didn't matter where the bullet flew, having bullets to counterattack was fundamental.
Pulling the bolt and loading another bullet, the gun clicked again. He lowered his body behind the stone he finally found. He looked around with his triangular eyes under the helmet, but found nothing except bushes and rocks.
But the gunshots from the eight directions on the opposite side continued, each looking for a target, and the bullets screamed, one after another, and the bullets kept hitting the bodies of the Japanese who were hiding in panic.
The Japanese suppressed the two machine guns and hurriedly shouted for a long time. Magazines were intermittently added to the machine gun magazine. On the surface, they continued to act arrogantly. Bushes were flying around the Eighth Route Army position and stone chips were flying everywhere.
The sound of crooked gunfire continued, but the Japanese attack came to an end. The second echelon of Japanese soldiers attacked farther away, and they were scattered amidst the chaotic sound of shooting.
There were no injured, let alone dead, but they were still lying in the bushes, and no one continued to move forward despite the hail of bullets.
The gunfire continued, and the machine guns on both sides were at full strength. From a distance of 80 to 200 meters, the defending side took advantage.
