A cannonball flew over Yao Dangpang's head with a long whistling sound. After a long time, it was actually very short, but Yao Dangpang felt it was very long. It landed somewhere in the city and exploded. Yao Dangpang licked I licked my chapped lips. I had finished drinking the rice soup a long time ago. There was no water in the city for a long time. The few bottles of water confiscated from the corpses of the Japanese soldiers had been sent to the field hospital to help the wounded. The soldiers on the battlefield We can only endure it. Another cannonball flew over Yao Dapang's head. This time the impact point was relatively close. Yao Dapang could clearly see the red mist of blood that exploded after the cannonball landed. He didn't know that the brother was unlucky to be hit. , Fatty Yao sighed and wiped his rifle. In just two days, Fatty Yao seemed to understand something. He had seen too much about life and death, and he no longer cared. No matter who it was, death would be a slap in the face anyway. For a large piece of land, even an army commander or a division commander would only occupy so much space. Yao Dapang has carved 4 lines on the butt of his rifle, which means that he has eliminated 4 Japanese soldiers. One of the Japanese corpses is next to him, and the half-broken head is covered with blood. Fortunately, the weather It's colder, otherwise it will rot. Yao Dapang touched the bullet in his waist, checked the grenade again, and pointed his gaze forward again.
"Japanese artillery fire, pay attention." the platoon leader shouted. The soldiers who were ambushing in the ruins were looking for hiding places. The Japanese artillery shells fell so densely that they could not even count the sounds. Yao Dapang did not avoid it. He continued The cat unscrewed the cap of the grenade next to a broken wall. Not far away from him, Chen Mingtian and a few special forces carefully avoided the impact of the shells, climbed to the second floor of the ruins, and placed several bundles of cluster grenades. Put it away and prepare to fight the Japanese attack.
This shooting by the Japanese artillery had no target at all. It was purely to consume the shells. Basically, all the valuable targets in the city were eliminated. There was no way for them to capture the mobile Chinese artillery. In order to consume the shells, they ran away during the retreat. Quickly, Captain Fuguang issued an order to fire unlimited artillery shells against any target. With the order, the Japanese artillery could fire 10-20 artillery shells to deal with one Chinese soldier.
The Fuguang Regiment's crazy attack has been going on for three days. During the three days, the Japanese army attacked as many as 17 times during the day and 3 times at night. They finally cleared the Chinese army's peripheral positions and entered the urban area to fight. However, they entered After the urban area, it was found that the resistance intensity of the Chinese army had been significantly strengthened. Multiple attacks suffered heavy losses, but could not shake the Chinese army's defense line. The Japanese Type 89 tanks and Type 95 tanks accompanying the attack were too weak in armor and were attacked by the Chinese army with incendiary bottles and clusters. After a grenade attack, it is easy to catch fire and cause losses. The caliber of the tank artillery is too small and the power is insufficient to deal a powerful blow to the Chinese soldiers who are stuck in the house.
The Japanese tank was bumping on the road covered with rubble. The machine gunner kept complaining that he could not aim at the target due to the up and down shaking. The tank commander was also worried about his head hitting the roof of the car. Hearing the machine gun The gunner complained and became furious, turning his anger on the machine gunner. Outside, a dozen Japanese soldiers were carefully searching the ruins. Corporal Takefumi Yamashita told his companions about the sniper activities of the Chinese army in this area. Their More than ten of his companions had died here. He opened his diary, looked at his wife's photo with infinite affection, and threw himself into the war again.
A rifle is aimed at these dozen Japanese infantrymen, but he is not a sniper, he is a cook. Yao Dapang didn't have a helmet, but he always needs a helmet to protect himself in war. However, there is no extra in the company. He had to give him a Japanese helmet, so Yao Dapang looked nondescript after putting on the helmet. He had a Japanese helmet on his head and a tattered national army uniform on his body, which had been dyed black and red by the war. Apart from other troops, no one can tell which country he is a soldier. Of course the soldiers of this company know that this is their Stove Lord.
Yao Dapang hated the Japanese very much at this moment. Five of the nine soldiers in his cooking squad were killed in action. After the other three were sent to the hospital, two more died. Now he is the only one who is still holding on to the position. Continue to perform military duties and defend the dignity of the country. He didn't know that Chen Mingtian and the other four people were not far away from him. However, even if Yao Dapang was alone, he was not afraid of the Japanese.
Hold your breath and carefully focus on the looming target's head in the crosshairs. His head moves up and down following his pace. Chen Mingtian's muzzle moves up and down following the movement of the Japanese soldier's head, waiting for the best opportunity. Not far away, Yao Dapang was also trying hard to aim at the target. Of course, he was aiming at the body of the Japanese army. This target was large and obvious, making it easier to hit. In the previous battle, Yao Dapang had fired more than 300 rounds of bullets. , ever since he joined the army, that is, he fired a few shots when he first joined the army. From then on, he worked with pots and pans and never went to the front line.
The monotonous track sound of the tanks constantly reminded the Japanese infantry accompanying the tanks that a powerful force was standing beside them, ready to provide cover at any time. However, the corpses of Japanese soldiers that appeared from time to time among the ruins reminded them that they did not have the final say here. In the distance, artillery shells flew in from outside the city and exploded in the city from time to time. The impact point was still far away.
50 meters away. The Japanese soldiers were only 50 meters away from Big Fat Yao. Big Fat Yao was far less confident about his marksmanship than he was about his cooking skills. However, with such a close distance, Big Fat Yao felt that there was no problem in hitting the target. The problem The tank next to him was approaching like a behemoth. Although Yao Dapang was not afraid of infantry, infantry had a natural fear of tanks, and the bravest soldiers would subconsciously avoid tanks.
"Shoot." Yao Dapang told himself, shoot once, then throw two grenades, and then change places to continue shooting. Thinking of this, he stabilized his emotions, took a long breath of air, aimed at the target again, and pulled the trigger. He pulled the trigger, but he didn't think it was a stink bomb. Yao Dapang immediately became anxious. The Japanese army would soon find him at such a close distance. He must immediately change the target, withdraw the stink bomb, and reload. Fatty Yao carried his rifle and squatted with a grenade in his hand, moving to another ruins. The sharp-eyed Japanese soldiers saw his helmet and thought he was his comrade. They hurriedly called the other Japanese soldiers to move towards Yao Dapang and tried to join him. Now it was the Japanese soldiers who were chasing Yao Dapang. Yao Dapang was so anxious. The little devil is getting closer and closer, what can I do?
Chen Mingtian and the others had already prepared cluster grenades. When they were waiting for the Japanese tanks to arrive under the small building they occupied, another special soldier in Chen Mingtian pulled the trigger. Two bullets hit the helmets and Mauser rifles of two Japanese soldiers at the same time. The high-power rifle bullets penetrated the helmets effortlessly, beating the Japanese soldiers' heads into tofu. At the same time, two bundles of cluster grenades were thrown on the tracks and body of the Japanese tanks. After a loud rumble, the fragments smashed the Japanese tanks. The steel plate was like a sieve. All the Japanese crew members inside were killed, and the tracks were blown off. The tank relied on inertial force to slide forward for more than 10 meters and then stopped. The advancing Japanese troops reacted quickly and hurriedly turned their guns. He aimed his mouth at the second floor occupied by the special forces. After hearing the explosion, Yao Dapang realized that his own people were nearby, and hurriedly threw two unscrewed grenades at the feet of the Japanese soldiers. The Japanese soldiers never dreamed that their own people would Throw grenades at them. After two explosions, half of the Japanese soldiers fell down. The special forces jumped down from the second floor mountain like tigers descending the mountain. They pounced on the few Japanese soldiers who were still standing. The dagger in their hands also stabbed into the necks of the Japanese soldiers. And in the pit of his heart, when Yao Dapang withdrew the bullet and re-aimed, the battle was over. The Japanese tank was still smoking, but its muzzle was lowered, and those sturdy Japanese soldiers had turned into corpses. After seeing a corpse, Chen Mingtian smiled at the cook, and he and the soldiers ran towards the place where other shots were fired, carrying the captured Japanese sniper rifles.
Yao Dapang was relieved and sat down on the ground. Although his record added 5 Japanese soldiers, he did not feel happy. He didn't know why. Instead, he had some sympathy for the Japanese soldiers who were killed. Before a Japanese soldier died, Opening the diary, a photo was revealed. In the photo, a beautiful Japanese woman smiled sweetly. Yao Dapang put away the photo and the diary. He planned to go to Japan to find this girl after the war. A woman named Yamashita Yumiko told her that her husband had died in China.
