The team flowing quietly under the moonlight was less than fifty meters away from the security army position and gradually took shape.
When he noticed the strange security guard behind him, he couldn't believe his eyes. He quickly raised his hands and blinked to take a closer look, and finally realized that he was not wrong.
He yelled subconsciously: "Hey? Who are you... Stop... Stop quickly... I said you are..."
How far is fifty meters?
Even if there were no gunshots, if he shouted loudly... the sound heard by the other party would be blurred, not to mention the sound of gunshots and bullets piercing the air everywhere at this moment.
This man was a little panicked and shouted again: "Fourth brother...it's not good...it's not good...there is someone behind us!"
No one paid attention to him at all. The guy quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger. Then he let out a panicked roar again, but his voice could not penetrate the dense gunfire:
He had no choice but to keep shouting, pulling the bolt of the gun deftly in his hand while shooting at the black shadow behind him.
The police observer who had been looking around finally noticed that there was something strange about the location of the flash of gunshots. He turned around and saw the man who was not loading bullets into the gun case in the flash. He followed the muzzle of his gun and immediately I found the dark figure running quickly towards the position at a low place outside the river embankment.
As if he could hear the noisy footsteps of the black shadow running, the observer's eyes widened, and he immediately reported the situation to Wu Laosi very professionally: "The enemy's attack... direction... north... distance forty... "
Wu Laosi, who was calculating how many brothers he could recover, heard the direction in the observer's voice and immediately turned his head to look. The muzzle flashes of his men's guns shooting to the south were flashing wildly. He was about thirty meters lower to the north. All I saw was a flash of light.
The flash covered up the flow that came over.
boom...
The familiar sound of rifles reached my ears.
Then more flashes tore through the night, and countless bright spots floated on Wu Laosi's eyeballs. The guy's reaction was not slow. At this time, he may have forgotten his fear, and immediately turned the muzzle of the oar in his hand and pointed directly towards the north. He got angry and kept talking: "Where did this guy come from... Brothers... quickly turn your guns and hit me hard!"
In the darkness filled with gunshots, the words "charge" and "kill" that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out...
Drag out the long tail tone and the sound of gunshots to form a movement...
In an instant, the rear path of the security forces was illuminated as pale as lightning across the night sky. Before Wu Laosi could hear the order, the security forces around him turned their guns, and the bullets flying out of the black shadow's guns had already reached the river. embankment.
The muzzle flashes of guns shooting south on the river embankment had already illuminated the backs of the security forces. The soldiers covering the assault team squatted on the ground to aim and shoot. The target was so close that they simply took aim and pulled the trigger.
The bullets came so violently that the security forces who had just escaped from the river bed were shot one after another without even taking a breath.
Wu Laosi was the first to shoot with his pistol, because he fired quickly and the barrel of the pistol was short, so the muzzle flash was more obvious!
directly provoked a burst of retaliatory shooting.
More than a dozen bullets were fired at him.
So much so that even after he was hit by several bullets, he forgot to say a word and just lay his head on the river embankment and twitched.
These security forces under Wu Jinshan were trained daily by the dog traitors according to the requirements of the Eighth Route Army, and coupled with the guidance of the Japanese instructors, their combat effectiveness was definitely more than one level higher than that of the bandits. Even ordinary Eighth Route guerrilla soldiers were no match for these traitors. !
Even if there was a sudden attack and the commander was killed, the security forces were a little panicked but still not in chaos. The platoon leaders of each squad immediately subconsciously followed the response plan during the training of the Japanese instructors. The platoon leader took over the command and immediately organized a group of subordinates to transfer muzzle, and fired back at the attacker.
Unfortunately, the distance between the two sides was too close. In just a few seconds, the attacking team had reached the bottom of the river embankment, and the distance between the two sides was more than ten meters!
The more than ten assault groups in front, each with two shell guns and one rifle, launched an upward attack along the gentle slope to the north of the river embankment.
Bullets kept passing by at close range, and from time to time a raider was shot and fell on the attack path. However, in the gaps between the raiding groups, the soldiers acting as cover immediately rushed forward to fill the gap.
Both sides had equal strength, and the security forces' counterattack failed to stop the raiders, who were a group of three.
Because the charging team had too many shell guns, at least twenty of them, the shell guns were useless at long range, and their advantages in close combat were almost maximized!
The security forces who fought back with their guns could at most knock down a shadow that rushed up, but were immediately covered by the bullets fired continuously from the shadow's shell gun.
Soldiers had to be left on the east and west ends of the river embankment to guard the security forces who might break through. The number of people participating in the raid was not large. The two platoons, No. 50 and No. 60, were divided into a raid group and a cover group.
Shooting at close range, almost face to face, there was an indescribable density of flashes, and the flashes lingered in the eyes. For a brief two seconds, neither side could clearly see the other's target.
You can only shoot at the nearest brightest flash by feel.
Finally, a soldier with a bayonet rushed up the river embankment...
At this time, the machine guns on the other side of the river stopped, and so did the rifles.
A large black shadow rushed down from the South River Embankment. There were no menacing shouts of killing. The team lined up in a neat line and rushed into the river bed silently. The bayonet stabbed at the black shadow in the river bed before it had time to escape. ..and again...
Those who were dead on the ground died again, and those who were not dead were already frightened. They subconsciously wanted to get out of the way before the bayonet entered their bodies. They moved their bodies desperately, trying to escape the cruel cold...
Without exception, the bodies on the ground that had only screamed out of fear began to curl up until the drawn bayonets were inserted into their bodies again.
After being passed by the military line, the tense nerves of the security forces, who stared in fear with their big eyes, finally relaxed, and they refused to close their eyes. The starry sky with large black shadows in their eyes finally left the shadow of the crescent moon in the sky, and finally slowly lost its luster.
There was a commotion on the riverbed, the sound of bayonets penetrating, screams, blood splashing in the darkness, then flowing, and finally filling the air.
The military line spread across the river bed and headed north. The advance was not very fast. From time to time, some people stayed on the river bed and began to rummage through the belongings of those on the ground who refused to die with their eyes open.
Holding his head and falling down in panic, he used his last bit of strength to get up from the ground again and wanted to rush to the north embankment. He tried to find a hole in the river bed to get in, but the ground was hard and hard and full of sand!
Pretending to be dead can't be deceived at all, because the opponent really has no intention of leaving alive this time, even the dead body will be hit!
The evil nature of fear of death took over again, and I had to kneel on the ground and raise my hands in surrender, hoping that the other party would have a trace of mercy.
Unfortunately, apart from the sound of the sharp bayonet squeaking into the flesh, mixed with the painful gasps and screams...
The body was twitching, the pupils were dilated and the eyes were protruding, but they couldn't change the gray figures who were vomiting and searching their bodies.
After joining the teams squeezing from both sides on the riverbed, the southern encirclement was quickly formed. Some wounded soldiers carrying wooden sticks also joined the team cleaning the battlefield, panting and starting to gather together the fallen rifles on the ground.
The Ninth Battalion continued to put pressure on Beihe Embankment. The security forces watched the guerrillas attacking and knelt on the ground with fearful eyes, hoping that the other party would be merciful to those who surrendered...
On the embankment.
The security forces, who were stubbornly resisting, could no longer organize a decent line of defense in the face of fierce attacks by "automatic weapons."
After Wu Laosi and three platoon leaders were shot one after another, the security forces who lost their command were finally defeated.
Since the security army was defeated, the outer security posts lost their due role. It was not until the ninth battalion entered more than fifty meters behind the position that the situation was discovered. The security army had never encountered such a situation of being attacked from both sides! Without being able to organize a defensive line at all, the ninth battalion had already attacked the position.
The gunshots on the river slowly became sparse.
When the teams at the east and west ends of the Jiuying River Embankment began to roll rapidly towards the middle, the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.
The security forces found gunshots everywhere and ran around like headless flies, but finally found that they could not run in any direction. Anyone who fired would die faster. As long as there was a muzzle flash, bullets would be fired like crazy. shooting.
Then, the fear of death finally came to mind again, as if there was no other choice but to surrender.
As for whether you can survive after surrendering, it is no longer a consideration at this time. At least, you don't have to be beaten to death on the spot...
Even after being trained by the Japanese, the nature of the security forces' inability to fight tough battles has not changed.
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