The Japanese who took the offensive took the lead in the assault and continued to advance under the cover of light machine guns.
The light machine gun fired ballistically from left to right. For the first time, it was always next to the Japanese infantry attacking from the front. It was only a little bit short of hitting the Japanese.
There were sporadic counterattacks from the front.
Without saying a word, the Japanese soldiers threw the grenades westward one after another.
In the dim sorghum ground, there were dozens of continuous explosions, flashes of light chasing souls, and shocks that shocked the gods.
There were flying shrapnel, like dust falling from the rain, and the smoke and earth were misty.
Everywhere there were screams of horror from people hit by shrapnel, and sporadic rifle fire.
The always arrogant reinforcement lieutenant immediately judged that most of the eight-way aircraft were misfiring, which must be because their guns and ammunition were about to run out.
It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong.
What are you waiting for?
Immediately ordered grenade and machine gun fire suppression, and the warriors charged in stages.
We must annihilate all the Tuba Road in front of us who dare to ambush the imperial army!
The distance between the two sides is not too far.
If the Japs ran fast, they would be face to face with Mancang in half a minute.
Relying on the hastily built bunker, Mancang only took three soldiers to hide in the bunker. To the east of the bunker, there was a squad of soldiers hiding calmly.
The squad leader whispered to the veterans to watch out for the militiamen who had just arrived and not to panic.
"Everyone, don't be afraid. Let's shoot him with one shot. That little devil still has two eyes."
But, monitor, my hands are shaking and I can’t control myself.
It's okay, your marksmanship is terrible anyway, maybe your trembling hands can still fend off the Japanese.
You can't see the enemy in the dark, so pay attention to aiming according to the shooting tips mentioned earlier, and shoot at the flashing place in front of you based on your feeling.
I don't understand how to arrange so many new recruits in such an important position as the heavy machine gun position.
You know what the heck, this place attracts most enemy bullets, and it must be the main target of the enemy grenades.
You mean, let them be cannon fodder?
Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. To grow on the battlefield, you must be tempered by blood and fire.
I understand, with the machine gun positions on both wings, the Japanese will be attacked on three sides if they dare to come. Coupled with the large mine, this place is actually the safest place.
Two consecutive high-pitched whistles sounded suddenly amidst the whistling of the Japanese bullets.
In the sorghum fields, several voices shouted one after another: "The distance between the leading enemy and the enemy is twenty!"
Immediately, the heavy machine gun trigger was pressed with full force.
Tum-tum-tum.
The ballistic trajectory of the heavy machine gun was pulled in the line of Japanese skirmishers who were advancing hand in hand, breaking countless sorghum poles one after another.
The eight-way heavy machine gun suddenly appeared and fired back, and the intensive gunfire from both sides reverberated with the sound of grenade explosions.
Twenty meters is the best distance for throwing grenades!
Countless grenade detonators whose back covers had been removed were torn off and flew into the air.
Just wait for the delay to end and the projectile shatters and flies freely.
The sudden sound of heavy machine gun fire from the Eighth Route immediately attracted the attention of the Japanese grenade and machine gun teams, and they immediately stopped covering the front of the Japanese assault team directly in front.
Instead, he started firing grenades at the simple bunker.
Boom boom boom.
There were frequent explosions and flashes of light near the bunker.
The sandbags piled with two layers of sacks were the first to be blown up into dust, and smoke, gravel, and sand instantly filled the air.
Not to be outdone, the grenade that ended in delay rang loudly in the crowd of Japs.
The original dark sorghum land was filled with blood and blood and nothing could be seen in the darkness.
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To the south, to the north, light machine guns roared and howled at the top of their lungs.
The dark bunker seemed to be on the surface of a windy and rainy river. The ground shook, and dust rose up and poured into the bunker from time to time.
Wearing a gas mask, Mancang continued to press the trigger, and flames continued outside the small shooting hole.
The Japanese who dispersed were not stupid. They immediately fell to the ground after the enemy's heavy machine gun fired.
The grenade explosion caused the ground to shake, and the ground was felt to shake violently.
Listen to the gunshots and be attacked from three sides!
Which bastard said that the Eighth Route Army was short of ammunition?
Looking at the joyful fighting spirit, the cunning Tubaza must have hidden his firepower before!
The sergeant coughed and ordered his warriors to find cover and establish a defense line.
The Japanese machine gun and grenade group are the focus of the ninth battalion soldiers.
Most of the machine guns and rifles fired fiercely at the vicinity of these two positions.
The grenades thrown out also go to these two locations.
The distance between the two sides was more than 20 meters, and for the first time, the Japanese did not launch a charge.
On the opposite side, Wan Daoxi poked his head out of the hole: "No. 11, position 12, fire chemical bombs!"
The Japs found that the shooting on the Eighth Route Army always stopped after a while. They speculated that the Eighth Route Army might indeed be short of bullets. Anyway, the shooting did not attract much counterattack.
The Japanese lying on the ground felt that they were quite safe and began to raise their guns intermittently to fight back.
The green gauze tent filled with gunpowder smoke was almost invisible.
Such an environment is not suitable for fighting at all.
The manned platoon in the bunker began to suffer, because after his heavy machine gun started firing, all the Japanese grenades were attracted to him.
Although there have been no casualties so far, the air circulation in the bunker is poor, and inhaling excessive gunpowder smoke immediately causes lung discomfort.
At this time, we are more than 20 meters away from the enemy. According to the previous plan, the mine should be triggered!
At that time, the Japanese who suffered heavy casualties in the bombing will most likely retreat!
The battlefield seemed fierce, but in fact it was just the first encounter between the Japs' vanguard and the enemy on the offensive.
It's just a pity that this chance encounter is destined to cause many people to lose the next encounter.
Unless you go to another world.
The Eighth Route Army was indeed good at fighting guerrillas. A dozen light machine guns fired at the heavy machine guns that fired tracer bullets from time to time.
The Japanese who were walking through the green gauze tent on the right side of the ditch were crushed to the ground by machine gun ballistics. The second lieutenant immediately ordered his sergeant to take the surviving Japanese to try to copy the enemy's flanking machine gun position.
As a result, before running more than 20 meters south, they immediately ran into the pistol team on the 8th Route.
He was directly disabled.
Seeing that the casualties were beginning to develop in an uncontrollable direction, several chemical bombs just exploded around them.
Smelling that familiar smell, the second lieutenant's nose was so angry that he was so angry!
The boat capsized in the gutter!
In the Gaoliang area, it is not a wise choice to fight with Tubal Road for casualties.
The reinforcement second lieutenant didn't care that retreating from the battlefield would risk demotion.
But if I can't even save my life, why should I stay here?
In order to contain the eight-way machine gun fire, the reinforcement second lieutenant immediately ordered machine gun cover. Amidst the shouts one after another, the Japanese began to gather the bodies of the soldiers and retreat.
No matter what kind of warrior spirit you have, you will be afraid when you actually face death, and the Japanese are no exception.
After suffering eight consecutive heavy attacks, the reinforcing second lieutenant issued an order to retreat.
However, he did not inform Xiong Ertian's colleagues
The big dog was lying on the sorghum field on the south side and firing into the crowd of Japs: "You can't see the muzzle flash of the Japs, so prick up your ears and listen carefully to the enemy's movements!"
"The Japanese are crawling and retreating. We can't even see the shadow of the enemy. It's a complete waste of bullets to fight like this!" The commando captain of the main battalion next to him held up his shell gun and hesitated for a while, but still didn't fire.
He was heartbroken. He didn't even see the Japanese. It was estimated that if this wave continued, at least two thousand bullets would be wasted.
"Why can't you pick up thousands of rounds of bullets from the ground in a while?"
The commando leader was startled and shook his head: "Pick up bullets? Thousands of rounds. You really can think of how the little devil could carry such ammunition."
"If this wave of Japs doesn't die until thirty or fifty, I will take your surname as Wang."
A Japanese soldier can carry one hundred and twenty bullets, but Captain Wang knows this: "According to what you say, will we have more bullets?"
"Haha, our 9th Guard Camp doesn't have an arsenal. Do you think these bullets were blown by the strong wind?"
"You mean, captured from the enemy?" The commando captain and the soldier next to him looked at each other. The smoke was so thick that they couldn't see anything but their outlines.
After a while, the sound of light and heavy machine gunfire that had been roaring in the air above them stopped immediately, and even the sound of rifle shooting began to become sparse.
After a while of muttering, the three commandos who had been supplemented by the main group rushed out of the ditch and crawled into the smoke and darkness.
Wen Wuquan whispered: "Hey, I said you are too wicked? You let them clean the battlefield?"
"The hell they are cleaning up the battlefield. It seems like they are fighting hard this time. The thunder is loud and the rain is light. The little devil didn't get beaten hard. They will definitely take away the body. Those three guys will probably get nothing if they go over."
"Then you still say."
"Just wait a minute and listen to the sound. It's time for that large mine to sound."
"I don't understand. The Japanese attacked us right in front of us, so why didn't the mines go off?"
"The Japs are now dispersed. If the mines are set off, only a small number of Japs will be killed. The Japs nearby will only be blown away and dizzy. It will be different when they withdraw."
"Why is it different?"
"When we gather the wounded soldiers, do we need to gather them together?"
"That seems to be the case, but there is no guarantee that the place where the little devils are gathering happens to be where the landmines are buried, right?"
"Didn't you notice that Li Xiang's heavy machine gun never fired?"
Wen Wuquan suddenly realized: "You mean, Li Xiang...and even Li Chang went around behind the Japanese?"
"That's right. When the time comes, whichever way we want the enemy to go, we will concentrate our firepower in the opposite direction."
"Drive the Japanese to the place where we buried the mines, hehehe." Wen Wuquan, who kept up with the big dog's rhythm, had a smirk on his face.
"Playing tricks, the little Japs have to call us ancestors..." There was no joy on Dagou's face. In the face of the Japs' absolute strength, he had concentrated almost all the light and heavy firepower of the Nine Battalions, and still could not gain an overwhelming advantage over the Japs.
