The green gauze tent lies across an east-west ditch.
North branch canal.
The smell of gunpowder, blood, and garlic filled the air.
Just broke the necks of two Japanese sentries.
Li Laosan, who was in charge of the reconnaissance, immediately lay motionless in the ditch.
After a while, it slowly crawled westward again.
He turned around and asked the correspondent who had been following him: "Did you hear that? The Japs don't seem to be responding. Tell me, have the Japs on our side also withdrawn?"
"You wait here, I'll go over and take a look!" The correspondent slowly stretched his neck to look west. In the smoke-filled night, the sight was blocked by the broken sorghum branches and leaves lying on the ground. It was estimated that he could only see four to five meters away. .
Li Laosan suddenly muttered: "Don't poke your head in, something is wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"Master Tao smells a devil!"
The correspondent chuckled: "You are really good at bragging!"
Li Laosan suddenly raised his foot and kicked the correspondent who stretched out his neck into the ditch. At the same time, he whispered: "Get down! Don't make a sound!"
Behind him, there were a few muffled crackling sounds, and the whole squad who was covering for Li Laosan immediately fell into the ditch.
Although there are almost no soldiers under Li Laosan's command, they all believe in Li Laosan.
Don’t believe it, Li Laosan’s fist is as big as a casserole.
His orders were not contradicted.
The correspondent who was kicked rubbed his kicked leg and asked calmly, "Sandao Master, what's going on?"
Li Laosan looked serious: "Throw a grenade, right in front, fifteen meters away!"
"Ah? Are the Japs really there?"
"Shut up, shut up! Whoever speaks again, I'll beat him to death!"
The Japanese assault second lieutenant under Xiong Erlang has always considered himself brave. He never abandons his comrades on the battlefield.
I have been ambushed once or twice, but in the end, I almost always ended up escaping.
Only this time, it seems to be very different from before.
Because the reinforcement second lieutenant who was cooperating with him in the attack suddenly ran away.
All around us were sorghum poles that had been damaged beyond recognition by grenades and light and heavy machine guns.
The broken sorghum stalk leaves exude a sweet fragrance, but more importantly, the pungent whistle smoke is everywhere.
Moreover, the smoke seemed different from before. The strong smell of garlic kept following him, and the second lieutenant felt a little itchy in his nasal cavity.
He reached out and dug his nose, feeling a wet and slippery feeling on his fingers.
Based on experience, it’s definitely not snot. Could it be that I just dug and dug so gently to get the nosebleed?
The idea that something was not quite right became stronger and stronger in my mind.
He turned around and looked around. In the blurry smoke under the moonlight, most of the men nearby had gauze pulled out of the emergency bag stuck in their noses.
The ensign's breathing began to become heavy and strange.
But I couldn’t figure it out at all.
Bang bang
A hard object flew over the green gauze tent and hit a steel helmet.
boom.
The fragments of the explosion stirred up broken earth and sand, bringing with them a heat wave, knocking the second lieutenant down as he leaned forward.
The pig's brain was buzzing from the concussion, and it was lost in the darker smoke space.
Da da da.
A light machine gun suddenly rang out from the north
The dizzy ensign was thankful that he was not hit by shrapnel.
The ballistic trajectory of the opponent's light machine gun was very low and the attack was very tricky. He clearly heard several muffled grunts from his men.
It was the Eighth Route Army's fire reconnaissance, the second lieutenant thought.
Before the reconnaissance Japanese came back to report, he did not rush to issue an order to fight back.
After being beaten, the Eighth Route Army fought back with all their lives. The well-trained warriors were different. Before the commander gave an order, they all lay on the ground and waited silently.
The Japanese who took off the grenade didn't even flip the safety pin.
The eastern section of the same ditch.
south side.
The smell of garlic seems to be getting stronger.
Li Laosi led the main group to support the commandos who had been exhausted and walked through the green gauze tent.
Like a ghost.
The necks of the Japanese guard posts were broken one after another.
I became more and more proficient in speaking the newly learned bird songs. Of course, I could only sing a few words after repeating them over and over again.
In fact, he knew very well that if his voice reached the ears of the Japanese, it would definitely arouse their suspicion.
However, he was only used as a bait to attract the attention of the Japanese, and it was the commandos who took action.
It is said that those few were once famous players on Cangzhou Road!
Amidst the occasional whistle of rifle ballistics, the sound of large footsteps gradually emerged.
The sound of the friction between clothes and sorghum leaves became increasingly clear.
Getting closer.
Hua Hua Hua. It seems to be flowing from the west.
There were numerous sounds of heavy breathing, moaning, coughing, and sneezing.
not far away.
Li Xiang, who was lying in the ditch and stared up, pulled off his gas mask and his nose immediately felt itchy.
He quickly reached out and pinched his nose, suppressing the sneeze he was about to make.
It was so uncomfortable to be sweating all over and unable to sneeze.
Not allowed to open his mouth to breathe, he suddenly noticed that his whole mouth seemed to be stinging, a bit like chewing half a kilogram of chili peppers.
Cough cough cough.
I finally coughed, and I couldn't cover it with my outstretched hand!
"Hit!" The platoon leader lying next to Li Xiang hugged him without saying a word.
Tum-tum-tum.
Against the background of the large flash from the muzzle of the heavy machine gun.
A shadowy black figure appeared in front of the green gauze.
Several Japanese soldiers crouched in the green gauze tent, forgetting to lie down.
Subconsciously he raised his gun and fought back.
here
Is it from your own rear?
The retreating Japanese team encountered a sudden attack. The leading Japanese blocked the bullets. After a brief period of confusion, most of them lay down on the spot and fired back with their guns.
A formation battle is different from an attack while marching. According to the regulations, a command must be called immediately to confirm whether the opponent is one of our own, and then a counterattack can be organized.
The Japs' hearts were already in their throats. The Tubal ambush team ahead had Maxim heavy machine guns.
I didn’t expect there was one behind me!
It is absolutely certain that it is not the imperial army.
The Japanese second lieutenant lying on the ground was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. Fortunately, without his order, the well-trained warriors had already begun to fight back.
Rifle light machine gunner Lei Yigu threw his head at the flash of light.
It doesn't matter whether the distance is thirty meters or the forty meters that Ben threw it.
The team retreated, the front team changed to the back team, and the formation did not adjust for a while.
Let’s hit it first and then talk about it.
Boom boom…
Behind the simple bunker, the sound of heavy machine gunfire continued.
Immediately afterwards.
flank.
Da da da…
Two light machine guns each started firing.
The delay of the grenades thrown from all directions ended and finally started to sound...
The grenade that the Japanese smashed over exploded near the heavy machine gun.
The distance between the two sides was not far. If the green gauze tent hadn't blocked the line of sight, the enemy's grenade launcher would have been able to shoot.
The eight-way heavy machine gun position will definitely not ring for half a minute!
The sound of the heavy machine gun finally stopped, maybe it was bombed, maybe it was transferred due to other reasons...
The machine guns used in the eight-pronged ambush finally turned into rifles. The impact points were scattered near the Japanese soldiers, creating a cloud of dust.
By this time, the Japanese finally organized a decent counterattack.
Rifles, light machine guns, and grenade launchers began to fight back in an orderly manner.
The reinforcement second lieutenant didn't even dare to blink, and shouted firmly to cheer up the shooting men.
The accuracy and density of the eight-way shooting in the ambush are very poor. As long as the current suppressive momentum continues and the battlefield advantage is maximized, the warriors will charge to end the battle!
The second lieutenant's opponent also had the same idea.
It's best to inflict casualties on the enemy. It doesn't matter if you can't kill the Japanese. Most of the Japanese are currently in the middle of the mine's lethal range. If the mine goes off at this time, it is estimated that few will survive.
The big dog led a dozen soldiers in the green gauze tent.
In front of the Japanese, the Eighth Route Army was the weak side.
north.
The sentry commando observed the Japanese lying motionless not far away. He had been lying here and watching carefully for nearly ten minutes, with a deep frown. The Japanese lying motionless meant that this arrangement was probably in vain. field.
The situation is not optimistic.
The bullet impact points were scattered near the Japanese second lieutenant, and dusty mist jumped up.
The second lieutenant who was pinned in the main ditch had a different idea. The Eighth Route Army's guerrilla tactics were exactly the same as what was said in the textbook.
The enemy and we are in close combat, and the defending side has the advantage!
Unless the firepower is so strong that it can be easily crushed by strength.
Before departure, warriors had been sent to request artillery reinforcements.
Unfortunately, the second lieutenant was unsure.
It is extremely difficult for a mortar to accurately hit the heavy machine gun fire points on the 8th Route.
(End of chapter)
