For a full minute, a machine gun controlled by Lei Xiong was showing off its power.
All the Japanese troops were avoiding the terrifying machine gun fire, even if the impact point of the machine gun was still several hundred meters away from most of the Japanese troops.
But no one dares to bet on whether the machine gun will suddenly become interested in them.
That's a typical bet where there's no benefit if you win, but you'll be shattered if you lose.
But the Japanese troops near the impact point of Lei Xiong had no intention of taking a gamble. They could only huddle behind the ruins, hold their heads and pray to Amaterasu, praying that they would not be so unlucky to be hit by crazy machine gun shells.
Lei Xiong, who had missed one bullet in a row, finally adjusted his sight. After inserting a new bullet, he felt comfortable and fired a long burst at a block where he observed many Japanese troops hiding.
The trajectory formed by firing seven or eight artillery shells in succession erupted into clouds of khaki smoke on the ground, which looked like a rising dragon from a distance.
Obviously, this is a dragon full of death.
The 20mm caliber artillery shells caused a bloody storm on the ground. As long as they were within the ballistic range, whether they were lying on the spot or hiding behind broken walls, they would be smashed together with the bricks and stones.
The Japanese infantry under attack did not make a decent counterattack during this period.
It's not that they don't want to, it's that not only is it a bad joke to shoot rifles and machine guns at each other, but the most important thing is that you haven't even seen where they are.
It was easy to see them clearly from the 25-meter-high rooftop, but that didn't mean that the prostrate Japanese troops could see the machine guns hidden behind the fortifications.
"Japanese, how did they win this war?" The captain of the Sun Never Sets Empire, who was lying behind the fortifications on the bank of the concession river, was observing the battlefield with a telescope, and his blue eyes were almost astonishing.
Although he doesn't really look down on the Japanese, to be beaten by hundreds of people with a machine gun, especially the Chinese, whom he looks down upon even more, the Japanese are too weak and scumbag!
Captain Blue Eyes had obviously just changed his guard duty, and had not witnessed the scene last night with his own eyes, otherwise he would have to at least be a little calmer.
Finally, after Lei Xiong's third bullet hit empty, the weaklings in Captain Blue Eyes' eyes began to fight back.
It took several grenade groups of the Japanese infantry squadron a full minute and a half to finally find the approximate direction of the machine gun, and they set up their grenade launchers from their respective hiding spots and fired towards them.
However, not to mention the vertical drop of more than 20 meters, the 0.6-meter-thick reinforced concrete wall on the roof is also 1.5 meters thick. Only a gap of about half a meter was cut by engineers at the machine gun firing point, which means that
Unless the grenade is like a grenade with eyes and falls vertically from the sky, it can only hit the concrete wall.
Obviously, a grenade with an effective range of only 500 meters can only become the latter at best.
Balls of flames bloomed in vain on the wall in front of the Sihang Warehouse. The grenade, which was only as powerful as a grenade, did not even damage the wall surface, but left scorched black patches on it.
The Japanese grenade launchers were very persistent and fired grenades frantically with more than ten grenade launchers.
However, the eggs are of no use to birds.
How should I put it? The situation was like a strong man who finally waited until the goddess relented and could do what he wanted, and when he planned to start a real fight, he found that he didn't want to do it.
At this time, I can only grit my back molars and wave my hand, saying that I will let you go today, but I still have to continue...
The look in the goddess's eyes at that time is probably the same look that everyone looks at the Japanese soldiers now.
No, don’t force it!
As the old saying goes: There is no happiness if you force yourself.
More likely to bring disaster.
The stubborn and futile attacks of the Japanese grenadiers exposed their position.
There were at least four mortars on the roof of the building. Under the instructions given by the observers as quickly as possible, they adjusted their muzzles and then fired.
The officers and men of the Royal Forest Army's machine gun company showed good military qualities at this moment. Within one minute, four mortars poured nearly 30 rounds into the locked position.
The distressed Yang Ruifu kept gnashing his teeth and scolding him in the observation center: "Lei Xiong is a bastard. He is more of a prodigal than Liang's Tang Dao."
Indeed, although the smoke continued to rise among the ruins of the walls, and some broken limbs flew up from time to time, it was all caused by our side's lack of martial ethics from the beginning and almost complete exposure to heavy firepower.
It was previously agreed that if the Japanese army did not have heavy firepower, machine guns could not exceed 20 rounds, and mortars could not exceed five rounds each. Apparently, Lei Xiong turned a deaf ear to this.
But the army lieutenant colonel, who had been silently observing the battlefield with a telescope, had a faint smile on his face: "The prodigal is indeed a bit prodigal, but Lei Xiong's head-on sap is a good one, enough for the little devil to eat a pot.
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Then, he said something meaningful: "However, I think the Japanese commander opposite must be in a very complicated mood right now!"
Complicated? Isn't it more than just depressed? Yang Ruifu frowned slightly, he didn't quite understand what his commander was saying to himself.
However, he knew very well that his regimental deputy, who could have been promoted to regimental commander a few days ago, was a man of great wisdom. Since he dared to say this, he must have something to say.
700 meters away.
Standing in a civilian house converted into a field headquarters, Toyoda Hide was silently observing everything on the battlefield through a telescope, with an obscure expression on his face.
The combat staff officer holding the tactical record board beside him was in a state of confusion, wondering what his commander's relatively calm look meant.
You must know that nearly two of our own infantry squadrons in front were struggling under Chinese artillery fire, but this person neither decisively ordered the two 92 infantry cannons and mortars of the infantry artillery squad directly under the brigade to fight back, nor did he because of his own
The casualties were not small, but I was sad and angry. I had been looking into the distance like this five minutes ago with my telescope.
Finally, the expressionless Toyoda Hide put down his telescope and looked at the worried combat staff: "Order Captain Koizumi's men to retreat 200 meters and get out of the Chinese attack range."
"Woo! Woo!" A shrill siren sounded on the Japanese army's position.
It was a hand-operated siren only equipped at the Japanese infantry squadron level. It had the same function as the trumpet commonly equipped by the Chinese army. It was responsible for commanding attack or retreat and some uncomplicated combat instructions.
After receiving the order, the Japanese infantry jumped out of the ruins under the cover of smoke and dust, preparing to retreat along the streets.
Several heavy machine gun fire points located on the third and fourth floors of Sihang Warehouse saw that the Japanese troops wanted to run away. After receiving the order to shoot, they finally joined the firing ranks.
"Damn it, what are the stupid Chinese going to do?" Seeing this situation, the Japanese major who was originally calm twitched slightly, with a look of deep anger in his eyes. "Order the artillery team to fire at the building to cover our army.
Fall back."
After a pause for a few seconds, he continued the order: "But let them pay attention, they can only shoot horizontally and try not to attack high places. We cannot shoot artillery shells into the Western concessions now."
A minute later, as the Japanese infantry artillery began to fire, the front of the warehouse building burst into flames, and the firing of several heavy machine guns had to slow down. The machine gun on the roof also did not know whether it was because of fear of being bombarded.
Silence fell.
The Japanese major then looked at his combat adviser: "Kitahara-kun, are you curious about why I was so calm just now?"
Without waiting for the lieutenant's staff to answer, the Japanese major sighed slightly: "The Chinese commander opposite us is very difficult to deal with! There is no trace of the tactical arrangement, and we don't know whether they belong to the Chinese faction. How many troops do they have? What weapons do they have?
Equipment? What’s the intention? No one knows anything about it.”
"Captain Toyota!" the lieutenant staff put his feet together. "I reported all these possibilities to the brigade headquarters last night, hoping they can help.
"Yes!" The Japanese major who served him was probably quite satisfied with his duty. He nodded with a hint of pride on his face. "However, through the firepower of the Chinese just now, I have basically judged their troop strength."
The Japanese lieutenant opened his eyes wide, expressing his surprise.
"At least two infantry battalions!" Toyoda Hide directly expressed his judgment. "Or they are the defeated soldiers of a certain Chinese infantry regiment. Otherwise, they would have so many heavy weapons?"
Seeing realization begin to appear in his subordinate's eyes, the Japanese Major became more interested and continued to explain: "As for why they went against the norm and exposed their main firepower point from the beginning, it was just an attempt to let our army know their
Awesome, I just want to be qualified to negotiate surrender."
"However, they really underestimated the determination of the imperial army." The Japanese Major's eyes showed contempt. "The stupid Chinese still think it is just a local war."
"Since there are so many Chinese watching the battle, let us, the Imperial Japanese Army, crush their fortresses and hang them all on what they consider to be the fortresses."
The Japanese Major's bone-cold voice echoed in the field headquarters.
"Gentlemen, please join me in fighting bravely and completely crush the Chinese people's will to fight."
"Hi!"
The Japanese troops in the field headquarters stood together, with pride and pride on their faces.
This chapter has been completed!