A small team of Japanese soldiers dare to be arrogant everywhere, and their biggest reliance is firepower.
For a long time, the "powerful" firepower has made it impossible for the opponent to raise his head, let alone organize a decent resistance. In many cases, the opponent's confidence will collapse as soon as the sound of the cannon is fired.
As for whether the opponent is the national army or the Eighth Route guerrillas, in the eyes of the Japanese, there is no difference at all.
Two 90mm mortars ejected from their chambers, immediately sending up two plumes of smoke in the village, and the ground seemed to tremble.
A shell landed on a certain tiled roof, and the explosion shock wave directly blew a big hole in the roof. The roof tiles and wooden boards formed fragments and debris filled the room overwhelmingly. There was no one in the room, so naturally it had no lethality.
Another shot landed in a yard, and the shock wave stirred up floating dust and rushed directly into the windowless room. Then nothing could be seen, leaving some recruits hiding in the attic of the house terrified.
The grenades fired from four grenades exploded in the village one after another, but the sound was much quieter.
New recruits are afraid of artillery because the loud noise of exploding artillery shells is really terrifying. Veterans are afraid of machine guns because they create a hail of bullets. If there is no bunker, there is no way to escape.
Fortunately, this time it was not about charging into battle, nor was it about selling one's back to a kid while escaping.
Rumble...
Boom...boom...boom...
Mortars and grenades exploded alternately, and more roofs were damaged. Finally, a section of the wall of a house in the west was directly blown down by a grenade...
It caused a burst of cheers from the remaining Japanese soldiers in the distance...
The observer was in the room next to the wall of the bombed house. He felt his head was buzzing and his scalp was numb, but he did not leave his combat post at all.
He couldn't even hear the subsequent explosions of artillery shells and grenades, but he was still shouting: "Eleven...twelve Japs are outflanking the north of the village...a distance of 200 meters, and more than 30 puppet troops in the south... Two hundred and fifty meters away..."
"...Hey, big dog, there are two Japanese from the north coming southward..."
"I really saw it, don't make any noise..."
Wan Daoxi, who was next to the big dog, suggested: "I said, should we go into a pit to avoid it?"
"Get out of the way and remember clearly. The village is so big and the roof is made of thatch. We stay under the table in the corner. Even if the roof falls down, it will be fine."
The observer nearby was a little curious: "Then... what if the wall collapses?"
"Don't you have any eyes? Go and take a look at the blown-down wall next door. See if it will collapse around the corner!"
Looking up again, he found that the enemy's situation had not changed. He actually jumped out from under the table, walked around to the door of the wing, took a look, and immediately returned to the table: "Brother Tang, it's exactly what you said... "
Wan Baoxi next to him chuckled: "He calls you a bitch, Brother Tang?"
boom...
The big dog lying under the table in the corner of the wall answered with a gunshot.
A Japanese soldier who was about to come to the rescue of his compatriots was shot in the thigh.
"It's so close, why don't you hit him on the head? Your marksmanship is so bad?"
With a crash, the big dog quickly pulled the four-ring bolt of the gun, pulled out the shell and immediately pushed in a bullet.
boom...
Another Japanese soldier who was lying on the ground and fighting back was also shot in the thigh.
It's just that the Japs reacted too quickly and fired at the same time he was shot.
Phew...phew...
A bullet went directly through the hole where the big dog raised the gun, hit the gun body and jumped to the side.
There was a loud shock from the gun, and the bullet grazed the big dog's right ear and flew past.
A normal person would definitely leave this dangerous place immediately...
Who is the big dog?
The offended dog...immediately bared his teeth and said, "How dare you hit me?"
boom...
The bullet hit the other thigh of the shooter.
"How dare you raise a gun?"
boom...
The bullet hit the arm of the Japanese who was shot first and was barely raising his gun to fight back...
The magazine is empty, so quickly put the gun away and put bullets in the gun.
About to raise the gun...
Puff puff...
There was a continuous sound of bullets hitting the wall around the shooting hole...
Under the guidance of the Japanese battlefield observers, the Japanese 92-heavy machine gun bullets immediately suppressed fire near Tang Dagou's shooting position.
"Ouch, I've been shot... I'm safe even if I hide behind the wall..." Wan Shuoxi lay on the ground covering his arms and screamed.
A figure carrying a satchel emerged from the cannon-proof trench, crawled from the ground to Wan Daoxian under the table, and prepared to bandage him.
That guy directly pulled Wan Thousand's thin arms up and touched them for a long time...
Seeing that this guy hadn't been bandaged for a long time, Wan Paoxi felt his scalp numb: "Hey... my arm was broken by a Japanese machine gun?"
"No!"
"Then you, you son of a bitch, are taking this opportunity to take advantage of me? You're giving me goosebumps!"
"You don't even have a bullet hole in your arm. What the hell are you talking about?"
"You..." Wan Baoxi sat up from the ground.
With the light coming from the shooting hole, the figure picked up a deformed warhead from the ground: "This little devil's machine gun bullet seems to be a little bigger than a rifle bullet. It's really fucking powerful. It penetrated a foot thick wall!"
The explosion of mortars finally stopped, but the Japanese heavy machine guns were still firing...
The half-immortal cautiously poked his head out of the ditch: "The Japs are just a small team. How could he have a heavy machine gun? Isn't this right?"
Wan Baixia pouted and shook his arms: "You ask me, how do I know?"
The Japanese artillery usually formed an independent artillery squadron and set off with the brigade... The half-immortal quickly asked Dagou: "Tang Dagou, when you hear the explosion of artillery shells in the village, it must be a 90mm mortar. Why do you think he is still in a small group?" Are there mortars?”
The big dog under the table shook his head: "Why the hell isn't this simple? Maybe it's a Japanese squadron with strengthened artillery..."
The half-immortal was immediately shocked: "I have to report to Chief Hu quickly..."
The observer was wondering: "It's obviously just a small team, how did he get a squadron?"
"There aren't any here, then... other Japanese soldiers might be hiding somewhere and preparing to form a team, and we might as well!"
Puff puff puff... puff puff puff...
A barrage of bullets hit the outer wall again.
Obviously, after the Japanese observers confirmed the effectiveness of the heavy machine gun fire, the Japanese heavy machine gun team immediately began to take care of the wall in the west of the village where the imperial army's warriors were attacked!
The big dog curled up like a dog under the table was startled, and waited for the projectile to go away: "How dare you come and hit me..."
After speaking, he turned around on the ground, emerged from under the table with a whoosh, picked up a sandbag on the ground, and threw it onto the row of tables above the observer's head.
Then he jumped onto the table and lay down behind a bunker with a rammed earth wall in front and sandbags behind it as double insurance.
In preparation for standing shooting, the rifle was poked out of the shooting hole in the rammed earth wall.
After setting up the gun and erecting the scale, he immediately shouted to the side of the table: "Why don't you lend me the telescope..."
Want a telescope?
There are no doors!
How could the observer under the table not know what the big dog was going to do?
He immediately shouted across the table at the top of his lungs: "The Japanese heavy machine gun position...the distance is about 350 meters, and there seems to be no wind..."
After a while, the observer reported again: "The enemy artillery position is about 380 meters away, and the cars on the road are about 400 meters away..."
boom...
The bullet came out: "Hurry up and see where the ghost car is hit..."
Three or four seconds later.
"A bullet hit the bumper of the car in the distance and a white spot immediately appeared on the paint."
"If you don't fight the devils on the ground, why are you hitting the car?"
"None of your business...Hurry up and hand me the telescope..."
The observer shook his head: "No, I am an observer. When the mirror is in front of you, you will be there, but when the mirror is not there, you will die!"
A figure climbed back from the ditch outside the village, turned around the wall of the house, stood up immediately, rushed into the house and shouted behind the big dog: "Platoon leader, I got a Cao Changjing..."
"Wen Wuquan, you're so fast..." Before the big dog could finish his words of praise, he heard the pop of bullets from the heavy machine gun outside the wall and pulled him back again. He quickly grabbed the telescope and pulled it back. He raised his leg and kicked Wen Wuquan to the ground.
What a coincidence, a 7.7-heavy machine gun bullet drilled through a certain shooting hole. Even if it was just a tenth of a second late, a hole would open in the standing Wenwu's body!
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