The Ishibashi Regiment was forced out of Shanyin County under fire from mortars and aircraft. Ishibashi Yusan felt a little uncomfortable when he arrived, but he couldn't tell where the problem came from.
He was now stunned and frightened by this combination of punches.
After being tortured by Tubal Road for two days and one night, the two sides started tug-of-war at several city gates, which had already worn out Ishibashi Yuzo's patience.
Ishibashi Yuzo temporarily transferred soldiers from the already disrupted artillery regiment to fully replenish his Ishibashi regiment. He was ready to attack Tubal Road head-on and annihilate these annoying flies in one fell swoop. As a result, he just The assembled wing was inexplicably bombarded and strafed by aircraft.
After several rounds of shelling, at least one-third of the troops were reduced. If the battle continued like this, it would only be a passive situation of being beaten, but it would definitely not be a good thing if the enemy wanted to drive them out of Shanyin County.
But that's better than being huddled in the county town and being beaten passively. Even if the enemy has an ambush outside the city, at least they can see the enemy.
When you see an enemy, you have the strength to fight! ! !
Ishibashi Yuzo commanded the Japs to rush out of Shanyin County. The red-eyed Japs had already determined that the bombardment came from Dahuaishu Village three miles outside the city. Ishibashi Yuzo waved his command knife, and more than two thousand Japs rushed forward like a tide. Towards Dahuaishu Village.
Massacre the village, kill all the people in the village, and burn Dahuaishu Village to the ground! ! !
Three miles is only 1,500 meters, and it only takes a few minutes for the Japanese to charge.
Ishibashi Yuzo breathed a sigh of relief, and the troops deployed. The damage caused by the damn shelling to the soldiers had been greatly reduced. One shell could only cause damage to a few soldiers, which was completely within the range he could bear.
As long as they rush into Dahuaishu Village, the mortars will lose their long-range attack advantage. His soldiers can tear the gunners into pieces and trample them to pieces, making them regret being born in this world.
Now it was no longer the mortars that caused the greatest damage to the Stone Bridge Wing, but the plane chasing them in the sky.
The plane could swoop down and kill at least a dozen charging soldiers, but the soldiers had no power to fight back and could only run and avoid.
How come there are planes on damn Tubal Road?
Where did they get our plane?
The little devils have already been stunned. So far, they have not seen an enemy except the Zero fighter in the sky, but the Stone Bridge Wing has been reduced by half.
From Guandong to North China and then to northwestern Shanxi, Shiqiao Yusan had never fought such a frustrating battle.
Without even seeing the shadow of the enemy, the number of troops was reduced by half. A regiment of more than a thousand people fell in a pool of blood in a daze.
Bahga, bahga, bahga, we have always crushed the Chinese army, but today we were crushed by the Chinese army.
In the last 500 meters, Dahuaishu Village was clearly in sight, and the figures of Chinese soldiers running at the entrance of the village could be clearly seen.
Finally seeing someone, Ishibashi Yuzo was shocked. He waved his command knife with red eyes and roared: "Kill the chicken and give it to me, kill the chicken and give it to me."
The Japs who were exhausted from running were also red-eyed. They rushed through the ditch and across the fields towards Dahuaishu Village.
Kill them, kill them all, leave no chickens or dogs behind! ! !
400 meters
The enemy's mortar positions that had been wreaking havoc suddenly lost their voice collectively, and no more shells were fired. This was the best range for mortars.
Shiqiao Yusan was overjoyed, brandishing his command knife and roaring: "The Tubal artillery shells are gone, don't let them run away!!!"
300 meters
Entering the shooting range of Sanba Dagai, some of the Japanese couldn't help but shoot at Dahuaishu Village.
Kill them, kill them with the most brutal means.
This is the only thought left in the little devil's mind.
At this moment, gunfire rang out from Dahuaishu Village. Facing the rain of bullets pouring down like a downpour, the charging little Japanese fell down one by one and were instantly stunned.
There were at least four heavy machine guns, more than twenty light machine guns, more than twenty grenade launchers, and hundreds of rifles. The powerful firepower was not suppressing at all, but tearing it apart.
Each of the Japs at the front had been hit by at least five or six bullets, and they were beaten to a bloody pulp without even having a chance to scream.
The thin steel helmet could not withstand direct bullets. It was smashed into a sieve amidst the clanging sound. Naturally, the brains under the sieve were smashed into pieces like a rotten watermelon. Some bullets penetrated the first layer. The helmet shot through the head, but it could no longer penetrate the back wall of the helmet. As a result, the bullets that were deflected were flying around in the helmet. The head protected by the helmet was naturally beaten to pieces by the flying bullets.
The Japanese fell down one after another, and they were all stunned.
How could the Eighth Route Army have such powerful firepower?
The Japanese were not stupid either and hurriedly found cover to fight back.
At this moment, two tanks drove out from Dahuaishu Village, one on the left and the other on the right. The vehicle-mounted machine guns began to fire wildly, knocking down those who were standing, knocking those who were lying down to their feet, and then turned around and ran away.
This is completely irresistible. The firepower between the enemy and ours is completely unbalanced. There are planes in the sky, tanks on the ground, and three-dimensional heavy firepower. This is simply...a group of bandits abusing kindergarten children.
After only a few minutes of fighting, the Japanese army began to collapse, leaving hundreds of corpses behind.
Some people may think that defeating a Japs unit in a few minutes is a fantasy. In fact, these few minutes are longer than a lifetime for the Japs in the Shiqiao unit.
The Type 92 heavy machine gun has a theoretical rate of fire of 500 rounds per minute.
The Jin-made Type 38 heavy machine gun has a theoretical rate of fire of 450 rounds per minute.
The Type 96 light machine gun has a theoretical rate of fire of 530 rounds per minute.
Not to mention the hundreds of rifles, just the four heavy machine guns and the more than 20 light machine guns equipped by the Second Battalion of the People's Liberation Army Independent Regiment and the Armored Infantry Battalion. How many rounds of bullets were fired in these few minutes, and that's not counting. The tanks outflanked from both sides were equipped with heavy machine guns and more than two dozen grenade launchers.
The instant firepower of these few minutes is enough to beat the Shiqiao United team into a pile of minced meat. If they don't run, if they don't run, they won't even be able to make minced meat.
A rout is the most terrifying thing. Once a rout occurs on the battlefield, even if there is a supervising team behind it, it cannot stop it.
There is no supervisory team behind the Japanese army, but there is a supervisory aircraft circling, swooping and strafing above them, and there are tanks on both sides that are outflanking and intercepting...
When Deputy Brigadier Xu and Li Yunlong led some troops to the battlefield, the battle in Dahuaishu Village had already ended. They were seeing groups of People's Liberation Army soldiers cleaning up the injured Japanese soldiers on the battlefield. The muzzles of their guns were pressed against their heads. A shot without any hesitation.
Li Yunlong swallowed hard and said with a guilty conscience: "A Japanese regiment was wiped out just like that?"
Deputy Brigadier Xu looked up at the Zero fighter jets flying over Shanyin County. He took a breath and stretched out his hand to the guard beside him: "Give me the radio."
