With only this few people, the location of the firepower points has almost been arranged.
Next, whether we can succeed depends on whether God gives us a chance.
Soldiers often have to believe in fate, because grass grows on the graves of unlucky people.
After receiving the attack signal from the front, Xiao Hongying shouted: "Tactics No. 5, one person shoots."
The soldier hiding in position 1 from the alley on the west side of the street quickly took out his rifle and fired the first shot at the barricade that was constantly flashing in the fire.
boom.
A bullet flew towards the barricade without any target at all. It was the simplest shooting tactic to attract people.
The puppet troops, backed by the imperial army, immediately fired back, bullets began to whistle and the streets were noisy.
The bullets hit the wall on the west side of the street with a biu-biu sound, and bricks and earth crumbs flew away. Due to the angle, the missed bullets rubbed against the shop door panel, sending the crumbs flying in the darkness.
The soldier who cowered after being shot has long since disappeared. More than 20 puppet rifles and a light machine gun were seized. Unfortunately, the puppet troops did not bring much ammunition.
Don't be reckless, you have to save bullets.
The two soldiers lying on the east side quietly turned out from the corner, crouched down and then took aim with their guns.
What they wanted was for the puppet troops to fight back. When they were captured, the angry blood flowed rapidly in their bodies. The experienced soldiers did not deliberately think about what Instructor Liu said about how to shoot targets in the dark.
The puppet army fired to the left. The rifle was one meter long. The distance was about 80 to 100 meters. The street was 12 meters wide. The deviation was one. That is to say, it shot to the right of the head of the muzzle flash instead of like before. , firing at the center of the flash created by the enemy's rifle fire.
Bang. Bang.
Two smart bullets rushed out of the muzzle of the gun, and the squatting soldier took advantage of the recoil of the rifle to retreat to the corner.
The soldier lying on the ground quickly pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet, then placed the rifle directly on the ground and rolled eastward away from the battlefield.
Throwing weapons on the battlefield has never been heard of.
Rifles are the lifeblood of soldiers. Unfortunately, the rifles they brought were disarmed by the puppet troops.
The rifle in my hand was captured by the puppet army. It couldn't be said that it cooperated well with me. I could only try my luck whether I could hit the enemy.
As expected, as soon as his body turned over the corner, the puppet army's return bullets arrived.
This time, the enemy who had been shot coldly was well prepared, and the Czech finally opened fire.
Observers on the roof holding telescopes shouted excitedly: "No. 2 and 3, hit the target!"
Looking at the spot where the bullet bounced off the sparks on the bluestone on the ground, the soldier who rolled out of the street broke into a cold sweat. If he had been delayed by 0.2 seconds, he would probably have been furious on the spot.
"Ah" "I've been shot." Leaning against the wall, the two of them shouted excitedly at the top of their lungs.
The puppet soldiers' rifles and light machine gun bullets were attracted to the east.
Then, there was another gunshot from the west, much louder than the sound of a rifle.
Because, three bullets rushed out of the muzzle almost at the same time.
The bullets fired back by the puppet troops immediately turned westward.
Then there were screams again.
In the alley, a voice muttered: "Can you stop laughing when your mother is pretending to scream?"
Then, two soldiers from the east slipped out of the corner again.
Two more shots, then retreat again
The traitors in the detective team who beat Xu Jinsen last time were unfamiliar with each other, causing casualties among the trainees.
This time, Liu Yuanqing felt that stability should be the priority. He was lurking under the eyes of the enemy, so naturally he couldn't shout the command.
The students he brought with him were all students he had personally trained, and it was heartbreaking to lose one of them.
Liu Yuanqing is different from Hu Yi. In terms of tactics and theory, he even far surpasses Hu Yi.
But when it comes to actual combat life and death experience, he is at least ten times worse than Hu Yi!
On the battlefield, bullets will not be polite to you if you study for a few more years.
The same is true for command. The battlefield is ever-changing and the weak fight against the strong. No one can make a 100% perfect battle plan.
No matter how good a plan is, it depends on its execution.
Li Laosi behind him was still blazing with fire after lighting it, and he kept gesticulating backwards.
The little Japs who had just been ambushed were completely expected to be cowered and unable to come out.
It was a bit surprising that the Japanese did not order the puppet troops to attack as cannon fodder.
Just give up the commanding heights of civilian buildings opposite the military camp. How many times will your brain have to be pinched by the door before you can do this!
What he didn't know was that the Japanese Lieutenant had no idea. Even if he ordered all the puppet troops to leave the military camp and launch an attack on the town, those damn Imperial Consortium members would probably hide in private houses and not come out!
Secondly, the lieutenant planned to wait for the defense outside the town to return, and then he could consider launching an attack to test it.
More importantly, I didn't see a single corpse on the 8th Route. One-third of my men were injured or killed, and they lost a car and a motorcycle. It's hard to explain this after I get back!
That's why he was eager to let the puppet soldiers come out and kill the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were imprisoned. Although more than thirty people were not many, he could make up the number by killing some more civilians at dawn.
Liu Yuanqing silently recited the numbers in his mind. When he counted to ten, he didn't yell "hit" or "fire" like the commander of the Eighth Route Army.
Just pull the trigger.
Bang bang bang bang bang. Bang bang bang bang bang.
Within one second, five rifles were fired from the rooftops of civilian houses on the east and west sides of the puppet barricade street, and they opened fire almost simultaneously.
Following that, five grenades from the east roof flew over a distance of more than 20 meters and smashed directly into the puppet army camp.
Big Yang then pressed the trigger of the light machine gun.
Ta da da. Ta da da.
The bullets hit the front of the Japanese military vehicle and splashed sparks. It didn't matter whether the puppet soldiers fought back or not. According to Liu Yuanqing, they just hit the big pig nose of the vehicle.
Subconsciously, he should hit the Japanese tires. Although he didn't understand what kind of water tank Liu Yuanqing wanted for him, he still faithfully followed the order.
The lingering sound of machine gunfire seemed to still be lingering in my ears. It seemed that all the gunfire suddenly disappeared, leaving only the screams at the barricade.
The sound of pulling a bolt, pushing a bullet, and loading a bullet was clearly audible in the dark night.
The observer on the rooftop in the west faintly shouted: "The second team has achieved its attack target, and all the puppet troops on the barricade have been wiped out."
On the east roof, the observer next to Liu Yuanqing immediately shouted: "The target of the Japanese machine gun on the roof has disappeared! The machine gun has completed the combat target."
Suddenly there were footsteps on the street.
Two or three groups attacked the puppet barricades from the front of the street.
The difference between professional soldiers with professional training and puppet soldiers who think about making money, eating, drinking, playing and gambling all day long is immediately apparent.
Before the war, two people were clearly sent to the houses on both sides.
It's a pity that the guy was scared out of his wits and sneaked directly into the house. His pants are still wet.
A squad of more than ten puppet soldiers in the north of the street were all killed.
In a blink of an eye, there were only seventeen or eighteen left in a platoon. The pseudo-company commander who was a bandit was frightened.
The brothers who had been drinking together at night were wailing, and most of them didn’t even scream.
Seeing the Eighth Route Army coming brazenly from the street, this man didn't dare to fire back and waved the small pistol in his hand: "Withdraw"
It's impossible not to retreat. There are eight people on the west side of the roof watching from above. If you go out from the hiding place, you will die!
The military camp was also filled with smoke from the bombing of eight-way grenades.
The Imperial Army car was rattled by machine gun fire
This is a slap in the face.
This guy made a crucial mistake, retreating without cover, which meant selling his back to his opponent.
If they just hide in the houses on both sides of the street and don't come out and continue to resist, let alone the gangsters on the rooftops, they will be beaten from the streets.
There is nothing you can do against them!
Unfortunately, as a bandit, he thought that as long as he greased his feet and ran fast when he was surrounded and suppressed by various anti-bandit forces, he could escape.
Making mistakes on the battlefield can be fatal.
(End of chapter)
