Gao Yidao watched two explosions on the Japanese position, and then the enemy machine gun went silent. His first thought was that there were still people alive in the first row. If he didn't attack at this time, what were he waiting for?
Gao Yidao is no stranger to seizing the smallest opportunities on the battlefield: "Throw grenades all together, and then charge!"
The purpose of throwing grenades is to create gunpowder smoke and dust mist. The Japs' rifles shoot accurately, which can only reduce the chance of being hit by bullets. Without the Japs' machine guns to suppress them, how can we be afraid of him?
Dozens of grenades flew into the air, at different distances, and landed in the open space in front of the second company.
A recruit behind him was holding a stringed grenade, but he was in a daze.
There is the company commander in front of you. If you throw it, won't you just throw it on the company commander's head?
The squad leader next to him noticed that something was wrong and quickly stood up. Braving the hail of bullets, he pulled the smoking grenade from his hand and threw it away to the side.
The moment the grenade was released, a bullet penetrated his chest and exited from his back!
"Squad leader, it's all my fault!" The soldier was stunned for a moment, then cried and rushed towards his good squad leader.
"You cry...a ball, if you shake it again...I'll...shake you to death..." The monitor's lungs were shot through, and blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose, but he still managed to squeeze out a few words. .
The health worker from the second company rushed up, pressed the wound, pulled the bandage, and penetrated the gunshot wound from front to back. He was not sure whether it could be cured. The bullet hole did not seem to be big. Anyway, he still had breath. A dead horse was treated like a living horse.
There were several people watching all this from the back. They quickly stuffed the grenade cord back and screwed on the back cover.
The thrown grenade exploded, and the smoke was still swirling. More than a hundred soldiers, led by Gao Yidao, immediately got up and rushed into the smoke. Amidst the clumsy and scattered footsteps, the sound of killing shook the sky, and they charged towards the Japanese position...
Hu Yi pulled out the magazine, threw it to Luo Fugui, who was digging a hole next to him, and quickly loaded a full magazine.
The Czechs once again sprayed tongues of fire towards the Japanese positions.
I can't remember how many times I swung my ballistically towards the enemy position on the opposite side.
"Boss Hu, do you think we need to change the barrel of the gun?" Luo Fugui bent down and stopped digging, and asked when Hu Yi emptied the magazine again. The barrel of the machine gun was already a little red!
Hu Yi, whose ears were still ringing, leaned down in the pit dug by Luo Fugui, and then pulled out the spare barrel wrapped in canvas from the pit.
Luo Fugui, the deputy shooter, was very responsible. There was a marching blanket spread in the pit. He knew that sand should not get into the barrel when changing it. Even the bell mouth of the spare barrel was stuffed with cotton.
The smoke and dust raised by the Japanese mortars filled the air. The shock wave and heat generated by the explosion blocked the battlefield and the smoke slowly rose into the sky on the windless plain.
The line of sight has been severely blocked, and the ballistic trajectory can no longer accurately hit the Japanese position.
Hu Yi quickly put on the spare barrel, but did not get up to shoot at the Japanese again.
...
The process of approaching the enemy is a process of psychological torture, especially for Wang Penglien who has never won a positional battle before!
Every time one meter of crawling forward approached the Japs' frontal position, one or two soldiers would be hit by the Japs.
Under the sun, the Japanese position ahead was still out of reach. It felt like it was still more than a hundred meters away, and the Gaoyidao Second Company on the left wing was already charging.
However, the machine gun suppression of the enemy on the opposite side has not stopped. If we rush now, it is estimated that it is impossible for the whole company to rush in front of the enemy!
Three machine guns in the company are without gunners and cannot carry out counter-suppression!
In the smoke, due to the sudden advance, we were closer to the Japanese. It seemed that we could clearly see the figure of the enemy shooting vaguely in the smoke, and the muzzle flash of the opposite gun shone in the smoke under the sun.
The mortar shells fired by Li Xiang's platoon behind were still hitting the Japanese positions and exploding.
The shells fired by the Japanese mortars and grenades exploded behind them, and the grenades fell directly not far away. Soldiers were constantly being blown over.
A volley of guns might be able to defeat one or two Japs, but there would be at least five or six soldiers lying on the ground motionless!
He couldn't help but pulled off the kettle and took a sip. Before he could put it down, a bullet hit the kettle. A strong force came and the kettle was swept away.
The hand holding the rifle was filled with sand and sweat. With a cruel heart, he aimed the rifle at the Japanese machine gunner in the distance, praying silently in his heart: God, I must hit him this time!
Maybe God heard his plea. After the bullet came out of the chamber, the opponent's heavy machine gun stopped.
However, before five seconds, the machine guns on the Japanese position rang out again!
I don’t know if the Japs were stuffing bullet-protecting plates into the magazine, or if he hit the Japs’ machine gunner.
Damn it, the marksmanship of the Japanese infantry was not to be boasted. His company had rushed to its current position with at least one-third casualties. Hu Yi’s machine gun behind him had stopped, and now it was his turn to move forward.
This was the first time he had encountered such a cruel battle. He knew that moving forward now would almost mean death!
I feel a little bitter in my heart. Isn't joining the army just to fight the Japanese? Even if you sacrifice yourself, it's still better than living in the mountains!
No longer hesitate.
He took out the grenade and prepared to order the soldiers to throw the grenade to block the enemy's sight, and then charge!
There seemed to be a buzzing in his ears, and he shook his head: "Throw the grenade and charge!"
This move was taught to him by Hu Yi. If he were to replenish the regiment and throw the grenade first and then charge, he would definitely be punished when he returned!
He knew that after he charged, the Ninth Company behind him would follow and act as the second echelon. As the main attacker, that was an honor!
According to the pre-war supervision, the cavalry should have attacked from the flank again, and the battlefield situation is developing towards the best outcome discussed during the morning meeting.
He is very proud that the supplementary group can take over the main offensive task from Gao Yidao!
Rushing towards the Japanese position is a determined step.
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There seemed to be a sudden roar in the sky, mixed with the loud sounds of killing and footsteps on the battlefield. Most people didn't hear it, they didn't even experience it. Maybe it was an illusion caused by the Japanese mortar grenade bombardment.
Enemy plane!
Hu Yi's heart sank. The Japanese mortar shells kept exploding. Maybe he had been shooting at the Japanese positions. He never expected that the Japanese would have a plane to come here!
After being stunned for a long time, I finally figured out that the reason why the Japanese planes found this place must be because of the long battle. The gunpowder smoke slowly rose into the sky as the heat continued to be generated on the battlefield.
It’s a sunny day without any clouds, and you can see clearly from dozens of miles away!
The Japanese arranged the plane, how could he not know?
In such a scene, it is impossible for a fleet of ghost aircraft to be present. Most likely, it is just a ghost reconnaissance plane!
Once the cavalry flanks are in place, none of the Japanese and puppet troops in front will be able to escape!
I just wanted to get some gasoline, but accidentally it almost turned into a battle of annihilation.
The Japanese are also ruthless, and they still refuse to retreat until now!
The lieutenant couldn't help but feel excited!
The aviation force is coming!
Perhaps it was because he was extremely depressed by being constantly attacked by Tubal Road. At this time, the Eighth Route Army was charging on a large scale, and at least one or two hundred Eighth Route Army were eliminated!
The aviation force is here, and he is so excited!
The lieutenant's mind suddenly twitched, and he actually half-knelt down with a grin and straightened his waist, intending to see clearly the Imperial Air Force formation through the gunpowder smoke.
Not far from the right wing, where the battle was "not yet" over, a certain "puppet soldier" who had been staring at him had been aiming his rifle for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to shoot a despicable bullet.
The bullet was very accurate, hitting the lieutenant squarely in the back!
The lieutenant's joy was still swirling in his heart when the bullet that didn't spin very fast hit his shoulder blade.
The huge impact knocked him down in the direction of the south plane.
Let out a heartbreaking scream of pain.
The assistant and several Japanese soldiers rushed forward to rescue him.
Maybe the Japanese no longer lay down but half-crouched, which gave Wang Penglien, who was not good at shooting, a chance. The soldiers who had just emerged from the smoke fired another row of bullets, knocking down two more!
On the battlefield, sometimes courage is forced out.
Facing the intensive bullet charge requires great courage.
But it's strange that after gaining courage, facing the dense bullets, it seems to become sparse.
