Chapter 497 Battle

Style: Historical Author: Lao ZheWords: 2516Update Time: 24/01/18 13:01:21
Just when the first artillery shell from the Japanese army flew into the county town, the officer guarding the city wall shouted loudly: "The little devils have begun test firing, everyone should withdraw."

So the officers and soldiers on the city ran towards the city wall, and only a moment later the Japanese artillery shells flew over, and this time they hit the city wall.

Brick dust flew straight into the air for a while, and the explosion of smoke made it difficult to see clearly what was happening on the city wall.

A few minutes later, a lookout post shouted: "The little devils are coming!"

So the soldiers hiding under the city wall ran towards the city wall again, with soldiers behind them carrying ammunition boxes.

This is how the day's battle began.

However, the Japanese army soon discovered the loopholes in the defense of Songjiang County, or it was not called a loophole, but a flaw in the terrain, because there was no city wall in the northwest corner of Songjiang County.

Soon, the Japanese artillery shells hit directly. At that time, the walls collapsed, the house collapsed, and there were piles of rubble.

As soon as the shelling stopped, the Japanese troops gathered around here like flies smelling the smell.

Almost at the same time, many Northeastern officers and soldiers emerged from the depth of the broken wall. Their light machine guns were set up and their rifles were placed on their shoulders. However, the biggest killer weapons were on the sides and front of the gap. Maxim heavy machine guns set up on each side.

This time the main force of the Japanese army really arrived, the sixth division among the seventeen permanent divisions of the Japanese army.

In today's era, only the motley crew of the Chinese army participating in the Songhu Battle can use human sea tactics. The well-trained Japanese army will never make such a mistake.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers, under the cover of light and heavy machine guns in the rear, kept picking out places to hide, alternately covering them, and then rushed towards the gap.

To the disappointment of the Northeastern officers and soldiers, the heavy machine guns had a pre-set firing range. Seeing the Japanese troops rushing closer and closer among the piles of bricks and rubble, but not gathering together, the two Maxim heavy machine guns finally "hole in the hole" The ground rang.

The heavy machine gun fired with probability. Under the crossfire, although several Japanese soldiers were beaten into blood mist, the other Japanese soldiers hid one after another.

The Japanese army's tactical movements were quick and skillful, running, lying down, dodging, and shooting.

"We can't let the little devils rush in, they will take root when they rush in!" an officer shouted, and the two Maxim heavy machine guns kept firing.

But at this moment, the Northeastern officers and soldiers heard the sound of "Boom" and "Boom" in front of them. The sound was not very loud, and naturally it was not a cannon, but it was what the Northeast Army used to call a small cannon, that is, Grenadier.

Bullets were flying randomly between the enemy and ourselves. Who would have noticed where the Japanese grenades hit the grenades? With just a few loud explosions, the two Maxim heavy machine guns of the Northeast Army were blown over.

The Japanese troops who were hiding behind the rubble of the broken wall appeared one after another and rushed towards the gap in the county town again.

You must know that they are an elite division of the Japanese army, so their combat effectiveness is naturally extraordinary.

At this time, the light machine guns and rifles of the Northeastern officers and soldiers rang out again, but this time it was close to street fighting, and the killing effect on both the enemy and ourselves was not obvious.

Ten minutes later, the Japanese attack was repulsed, but more than 20 Northeastern officers and soldiers guarding the gap were killed.

There are high walls as barriers in other directions of the county. Although the Japanese army shelled some places, the Northeastern officers and soldiers always withdrew in time before the shelling. Although there were casualties, they could not be completely destroyed. When the shelling was over, they climbed back on the wall.

Therefore, the focus of the Japanese attack is still here

Bullets from both the enemy and ours were interlaced, and the Japanese troops continued to attack there. In the end, dozens of Japanese troops rushed into the gap, and the real street fighting began.

The beginning of street fighting also means the beginning of stalemate.

Even if the Japanese army had aircraft and artillery, it would be impossible for them to raze the entire Songyuan County to the ground. After all, they needed to occupy it on the ground, so they could only fight for it one house at a time.

At this time, the Northeastern Army's grenades and the Japanese Army's grenades became particularly important to both sides.

If you find that there is an enemy in the opposite room, no matter which side, you will throw grenades or hand grenades into it, and the result will naturally be that neither side can get anything good.

A soldier of the Northeast Army saw the Japanese soldiers rushing over in a broken house. He only fired one shot, but when he saw three Japanese soldiers raising their guns at him at the same time, he retreated.

If it's just to shrink back, what's the end? Of course he knew that Japanese grenades would fly soon.

The Japanese grenades were 48-petal grenades, and the flying shrapnel would leave no blind spots in the room.

At this time, the Northeast Army soldier saw the pot stand, and the room he was in happened to be the kitchen of this family.

In desperation, he went straight to the stove in the house, put his hand on the edge of the pot and lifted the pot up. Then he stepped on the pot and the person jumped into the stove.

There was black soot rising in his face, but how could he care! Just as he curled up into the stove and put down the pot, the sound of a grenade falling to the ground was heard in the room.

And the "clang" sound was not just one, but three!

This little Japanese devil is really taking advantage of me! They used three grenades to blow up my place.

As soon as this thought flashed through the soldier's mind, the sound of the explosion rang out.

He heard a clanking sound coming from the side wall of the pot, and he knew without thinking that it was the fragments of a grenade exploding hitting the pot. Fortunately, the pot in this house was made of red bricks, so he could hide from it. Pass a tribulation.

But his battle is not over yet.

How big can the stove be? He was like a thief in ancient times who had practiced the magic of shrinking bones. He took out his grenade with great effort.

He unscrewed the small cap on the handle, pulled out the cord inside, and then continued to listen.

When there were footsteps in the room, he pulled the grenade's string and paused for a moment before throwing the grenade out of the stove pit.

A moment later, there was an explosion, and he heard the screams of the Japanese soldiers. The Japanese soldiers who entered the house never dreamed that grenades could be thrown from the stove pit!

The soldier got out of the stove and went into the battle again with his face covered in black and gray.

At this time, just outside the 67th Army headquarters, Commander Wu Ke stared sternly in the northwest direction with a straight face, like a silent statue.

Just beside him, several officers and soldiers were standing there, scanning the front vigilantly, and Shang Zhen was also there.

Shang Zhen wanted to remind Wu Keyong to stay hidden, but he knew that if he dared to speak out, he would be punished.

"Where are those half-people of yours?" Wu Keyong spoke. His question was so sudden that it startled Shang Zhen beside him.

Seeing that the military commander asked him, Shang Zhen pointed at the building diagonally across from the military headquarters, where Mr. Wang and the others were.

"Are you all veterans?" Wu Keyong didn't look at Shang Zhen, but continued to ask.

"Yes, we came out of Beida Camp when the little devils attacked Beida Camp." Shang Zhen replied.

At this time, Shang Zhen was still staring ahead vigilantly. He did not notice that when he mentioned Beida Camp, the corner of Wu Keyong's mouth twitched.

September 18th, Beida Camp, this will be an eternal pain for all the Northeastern Army. It can also be said to be an eternal scar for the Northeastern Army, and it is also an eternal scar for Wu Keyong.

Wu Keyong felt that the scar on his body had never healed, and it only scabbed on the surface.

After all, Shang Zhen was still too young, and he didn't know how to avoid such topics, so he inadvertently poked Wu Keyong's scar again.

"Since you are all veterans, then the front is your battlefield. You all go to the front!" Wu Keyong said.