The Japanese are very afraid. If the use of poison gas bombs is made public, they are likely to receive crazy revenge from the Chinese who are not afraid of death.
Therefore, Xiong Eryang ordered the news to be blocked after the advice of the military doctor. Most of his Japanese soldiers had no idea that all the leading soldiers had been killed.
They were attacked by ten artillery shells from Tubal Road.
The Japs scattered around the car were filled with indignation and gearing up to launch a charge after the artillery fire returned.
Tubalu with cannons must be the main force!
A big fight must be done!
Although neither side can see the other, they can know the approximate location of the Eighth Route based on the ballistic trajectory.
The chickens and dogs who have been oppressed by themselves for a long time and are breathless suddenly have a small universe explosion. This trend cannot last long and must be severely suppressed.
Kill them all later!
The Japanese are all waiting eagerly.
嗵.嗵.嘡.
Mortars began to return fire, followed by the 92nd Infantry Artillery.
For a time, the sound of two kinds of cannons was loud.
The sound of artillery echoing in the clouds could be heard clearly even by the three-district headquarters on the other side of the canal.
The Japanese poison gas is too powerful.
I only smelled a faint smell of garlic, and the team almost lost its combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
Hu Yi felt that there was not much certainty in continuing to ambush the Japanese in the gauze tent.
Ten rounds of mortar shells were fired at the Japs on the road, which immediately attracted retaliatory shooting from the Japs.
Moreover, the possibility of luring the enemy has been lost now, and there will be no good results if we continue to delay on the plains.
Then he ordered all ministries to break away from the Japanese.
It takes time for orders to reach various ministries.
A water channel divides the sparsely grown sorghum field into two pieces.
There happens to be a Japanese artillery position on the road at the end of the ditch.
More than two hundred meters away from the road, several figures were lying on their backs.
Blurred vision.
boom.
A bullet roared down the canal and flew towards the Japanese artillery position.
Zhang Xiaodao's rifle shooting was average, and the first bullet hit him lonely.
Liu Yuanqing would like him.
First, this guy doesn't close one eye like other fighters when firing.
Second, this guy is so fast that he can catch a dog.
Without reliable observers, there is no way of knowing where the bullets went.
It is completely impossible to find deviations by hitting the point of impact as taught by Yuan Qing.
Quickly load another bullet.
After taking aim for a long time, the muzzle of the gun kept shaking slightly.
I had to fire another shot based on feeling, but the Japanese artillerymen in the distance were still alive and kicking.
The mortar's 92-rifle fire was fierce, and dust would rise up from time to time on the seat plate or the gun wheel, completely covering up the bullets whizzing from behind.
Li Laosan took over from Xiao Hongying as the observer. Seeing that this guy's marksmanship was so poor, he quickly suggested: "Aim at the target, hold your breath, and slowly press the trigger."
Zhang Xiaodao was not convinced and squinted: "The words are better than the songs. How about you come?"
"No." Li Laosan shook his head slightly: "The distance is too far, and I'm not a sniper."
Zhang Xiaodao suddenly suggested: "How about we move closer?"
When Li Laosan heard this, he vaguely understood that this guy wanted to play something fishy: "What, you still want to use a flying knife?"
Zhang Xiaodao had a bitter look on his face: "Sandao Master, I've been practicing swordsmanship for a while, so I'm really not suitable for playing with guns."
"Instructor Liu knows that people will not miss you, so you should practice hard. You see, I have brought more than a hundred rounds of ammunition. I will use them all before talking."
"But I feel panicked if I can't hit the enemy."
Do you think you are very good at throwing knives? Li Laosan looked at Zhang Xiaodao who was pressing the bridge clip into the rifle with a look of disdain: "How about we compete to see whose throwing knife is better?" "
"Within twenty steps at night, I can kill incense heads with a flying knife."
"Twenty steps? The rifle in your hand can hit a target three hundred meters away. Why do you always think about using a knife?" Li Laosan looked like he hated iron and steel, and slapped Zhang Xiaodao on the neck. : "Don't let me down!"
Madman Yang next to him stuffed a grenade into the grenade: "Fire all!"
Tom.
Grenades flew into the air.
Li Laosan, a half-assed machine gunner, immediately became angry.
Zhang Xiaodao quickly turned his head and continued to look for the target: "I still don't believe that I can't hit the little devil!"
The big dog had a dark face and grabbed the rifle from Zhang Xiaodao's hand: "What a shameful idiot."
Zhang Xiaodao didn't feel disappointed at all when his rifle was robbed: "Brother Big Dog, how about you fight here and I go to the front to explore?"
Big Dog checked the rifle: "Get out of here, don't block me from shooting."
There are more than a hundred positions behind, and the battlefield situation in front cannot be seen at all.
Xiao Hongying looked worriedly at Luo Fugui, who was lying in the sorghum bushes next to him, raising his head and moaning: "You have blisters on your face."
Luo Fugui stared at the little girl with big confused eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, Liu Yuanqing said that nothing will happen to me. I will take care of him later!"
Xiao Hongying heard the sound of machine guns and rifles in front and couldn't help it anymore: "How about we follow?"
Luo Fugui twitched his lips: "Boss Hu said, if you dare not listen to this company commander, don't think of it again next time!"
The little girl stuck out her tongue and said cutely: "It's okay if I don't go. If the devil comes, I'll beat him, right?"
"The mission of luring the enemy is over. Besides, you, a useless instructor, can just take care of your life and study."
"Hey, mule, do you think I'm getting more and more cowardly?"
"Well, what's your luck? Winning a battle thousands of miles away means you are getting better and better."
"You said, my shooting skills are a hundred times better than Zhang Xiaodao, why should I let him be a sniper?"
"You have really learned from dogs during this period. How can any commander work as a sniper? Have you seen the regiment leader charging with a gun?"
"What you said makes sense?" Xiao Hongying felt very accomplished by being able to compare with the group leader.
Although what the mule said may not be reliable.
Xiao Hongying soon became frustrated again.
She knew very well that even from such a long distance, Zhang Xiaodao might not be able to hit the target.
Although she wanted to step forward and be a sniper.
But those in front would never let her take this risk.
She had no problem living and dying with the soldiers, but being given special treatment made her unhappy.
The warning bear holding the light machine gun suddenly said: "That guy Zhang Xiaodao can run faster than a rabbit. In my opinion, he is better at throwing knives than as a sniper pistol."
Xiao Hongying looked around and saw no movement. She suddenly took off her gas mask and said, "I'm really reluctant to give him such a good rifle."
Da da da da da.
The manic noise of the light machine gun in Li Laosan's hand suddenly stopped.
Then he picked up the machine gun and moved with Madman Yang who had shot two grenades.
Zhang Xiaodao breaks up with the big dog.
The big dog ran for a few steps and suddenly found that there was no sound of Zhang Xiaodao's footsteps behind him.
He quickly turned around, only to find that Zhang Xiaodao in the sorghum bushes instead of retreating was rushing towards the road.
The big dog suddenly realized that he wanted to get close to the Japanese on the road.
"Leave the rifle behind!" The big dog barked strangely. Liu Yuanqing said that the rifle could be exchanged for an armored vehicle!
"On the ground behind you!" Zhang Xiaodao, who was among the sorghum bushes, concentrated on running.
He kept adjusting his posture and quickly disappeared into the green gauze tent.
Follow Professor Liu Yuanqing's method and pay careful attention to the trajectory of the enemy's machine gun fire.
I have been fighting guerrillas with Captain Pei for several years. In the past few days, I have learned how to listen to the sound of the enemy machine gun bullets hitting the sorghum stalks, and judge the ballistic trajectory of the enemy machine gun based on this.
It turns out that it is not easy to kill an enemy on the battlefield!
It even takes thousands of rounds of bullets to kill a target!
One bullet kills an enemy, even if the muzzle of the gun is pressed against the head of the enemy who is queuing up to die, there may be an accidental jamming of the dumb bullet.
Although I don’t believe it from the bottom of my heart, what Instructor Liu said seems to make sense.
Of course, he was still brooding over the fact that his twenty rounds of bullets only hit one Japanese.
If we don't kill a few Japs this time, it won't be over!
I didn't hear the prisoner's screams before he died, and my whole body felt itchy and uncomfortable.
As for the poison gas bombs used by the Japanese, they are very expensive.
(End of chapter)
