Morale has collapsed, but the Japanese are still Japanese.
Rabbits will bite when they are pushy, and Japanese will bite themselves if they are pushy.
The strong sense of humiliation of being pinned to the ground and constantly rubbed by just a few Chinese people using the terrain and equipment made them overcome the fear of being blown up at any time.
Although this routine of "Capture the thief first captures the king!" was invented by the Chinese, the Japanese, who have learned from China for two thousand years, have also learned it.
As long as we can kill the bastards hiding on the hills who shoot from time to time, this frustrating and humiliating battle may be over. The Japanese finally made their choice.
"On board!" Under the firepower of the Japanese army on the other side, nearly ten Japanese infantrymen who moved to the left flank of the hill where Tang Dao was located, led by their own sergeants, shouted slogans and puffed out their cheeks and launched a "Long Live" charge.
Behind them, there were nearly fifteen Japanese soldiers with bayonets ready, ready to move.
As long as their comrades blaze a trail of blood through the bushes, they will follow their footsteps.
Under the light of the flare, that extremely heroic scene will forever be engraved in the hearts of the surviving Japanese soldiers in this battle.
Because that is beyond the scope of bravery.
That is seeking death.
Regardless of the army, they will of course strictly protect their 'king', and Niu Er and a group of cavalry certainly think so too.
Of the sixty trip mines made of hand grenades, about forty were placed around the hill where Tang Dao was located, and twenty were placed around 'Heizi'. However, there was only one on Niu Er and Xia Dayu's side. No.
The reason is very simple. The power of two machine guns is huge. If the Japanese army wants to launch an attack on the area where Niu Er is, they must first withstand the fire of the two machine guns. As long as the Japanese army is not a fool, they will definitely organize forces to remove the machine gun fire points first. .
Therefore, the brave Japanese infantrymen, just as their colleagues imagined, really blazed a bloody path for victory.
A real blood road, a road made of flesh and blood.
The sergeant who was leading the charge only rushed a dozen meters before he triggered a trip mine, blowing up an infantryman ten meters behind him and flying high into the air. The fallen body even triggered another trip mine. Lei, once again performed the 'trapeze' and took away a companion.
You will definitely feel less lonely when you are flying together.
Before the sergeant who triggered the rope and killed his comrade could rejoice, he was knocked down by a hail of bullets from the 'Heizi' who had adjusted the shooting angle.
His thick body was hit by several bullets in succession, and he fell into the grass without much struggle. The bravery of the Japanese infantry who took the initiative to die was also embarrassed.
However, 'Heizi' could only provide Tang Dao with this wave of support. Although the Japanese troops surrounding him did not dare to make a thunderous charge like their colleagues over there, they could provide fire cover.
The irritated Japanese were also forced to use their 'Torrent Boxing'. The whereabouts of the sharpshooters who were shooting cold shots were erratic. They couldn't find the specific location at all, but Kuroko's machine gun firepower point was constantly shooting in the darkness. The fierce flames in the mouth are extremely clear.
Whether it was the Japanese troops in the field or the Japanese troops detouring to the flanks of the hills, they all chose to shoot at the "spots" that posed the greatest threat to them.
The essence of the tactical thinking of "Tangba Quan" is that no matter who hits me, I will hit the nearest guy.
Before you beat me to death, I can always help you.
This desperate fighting style usually appears on surrounded Chinese troops, and is a typical "kill one thousand enemies, damage one thousand five!"
Unexpectedly, the impatient Japanese also learned this.
Sure enough, your opponent is the best teacher.
That is, the price is not that high.
Niu Er, who is becoming more and more like a sniper, has a calmness that belies his age. There is no expression change on his face. Under the guidance of Xia Dayu, who has become more and more tacit with him, he pulls the bolt and ejects the shell.
Load the gun, swing the muzzle, aim, pull the trigger, and repeat. The whole set of actions is like flowing water without any hesitation.
When gunshots are fired, a Japanese soldier will fall to the ground.
In one minute, Niu Er emptied three magazines and fifteen rounds of bullets. The average speed of one shot per four seconds was not very high, but the accuracy was terrifying and terrifying.
Ten Japanese soldiers were killed and five wounded, and not a single bullet missed.
But the Japanese still gave up attacking the terrible marksmen and attacked the 'Kuroko' with all their strength.
Their tactics were clear, they were trying their best to suppress Heizi. As long as the thirty or so Japanese troops over there could attack the hillside and kill the Chinese, they would be able to break the surface and regain the victory.
No matter how awesome the sharpshooter is, it's just a gun. How can he kill a hundred people?
There seems to be nothing wrong with thinking this way.
Even the most awesome sniper in the world has no record of killing hundreds of snipers in one battle.
The marksmanship of the Japanese infantry was extremely accurate. Even with the cover of darkness and bushes, many bullets still hit the fortifications with a "pop-pop" sound. One or two bullets even passed within ten centimeters of "Heizi"'s ear.
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The hot ballistics stimulated the 'spot''s hair to stand on end, which is the instinctive fear of the creature against the threat of death.
"Heizi" could only turn his gun and shoot at the Japanese infantrymen who attacked him, beating a group of Japanese infantrymen who used the "Top Boxing" routine until they fell back into the bushes.
But the Japanese infantry looking for death over there, seeing no threat from the machine guns more than 200 meters away, continued to move their short legs, and the slogans rang out again.
Then, the slogans disappeared, followed by violent explosions of "boom, boom, boom".
The so-called divine light of Amaterasu does not shine here.
The broken limbs that kept flying in the air became silhouettes reflected in the pupils of the Japanese infantrymen.
For them, it is an extremely heroic silhouette.
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers used their bodies to carve out an attack route.
If there was a live broadcast at this time, all Japanese people would have tears in their eyes.
It is a pity that after the war, many Japanese military experts believed that their behavior was stupid when they used more to defeat fewer.
No, they are a bunch of idiots!
What they should do most is to hold these Chinese people back and wait for reinforcements. Don’t you still have thousands of people?
The remaining Japanese mag chickens from this battle are the keyboard warriors from over there!
A dozen other Japanese soldiers, regardless of their sorrow, rushed up the bloody road with bayonets in hand.
Even if the bullets shot in the forest are extremely hot, they cannot stop their firm will at this moment.
We must kill that guy, otherwise no one will be able to leave alive today.
The anxious Japanese infantry finally showed why they were called "black skin, bright red blood".
Their blood is really, really red.
As the distance between the two sides continued to get closer, the machine guns that fired wildly and continuously killed seven or eight Japanese soldiers rushing over from the other side finally stopped making heart-stopping gunfire.
The 200-round ammunition belt was empty.
The Japanese infantrymen closest to the fortifications were already as close as five meters, and they only needed two long steps to stab the Chinese with their shining bayonets.
If you think about using an ammunition belt again, you are actively seeking death.
At that moment, almost all the Japanese infantrymen two hundred meters away breathed a sigh of relief.
"Kill the cock!" The Japanese Army second lieutenant who was hiding in a bush was screaming at the top of his lungs with veins popping out on his neck.
This damn battle is finally almost over.
Yes, the poor second lieutenant was only thinking about how to end this battle, and he no longer had any beautiful illusions about his future.
Even if those Chinese wanted to escape later, he no longer wanted to chase them.
Really, the casualties were too great.
Not to mention those guys who fell silently in the bushes, just what he saw with his own eyes had already killed forty or fifty people.
You have paid such a high price just to chase one person. If you don’t get chopped into pieces by the captain or the captain, then why not be promoted? Oh! The captain has already been shot to death, then
To make matters worse, the brigade leader wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.
If nothing else, the unlucky kid called the 'punching bag' must be him.
The Japanese Army second lieutenant, who is full of desire for survival, is thinking a lot like the slogan of a certain Chinese federation for participating in the World Cup in the future: "Kill one, or injure one, and if it doesn't work, you can return with the wounded!"
It's not that our army is too stupid, but that our opponent is too powerful. This psychological suggestion had already bloomed in the heart of the Japanese Army second lieutenant ten minutes ago.
However, what happened next was beyond the imagination of everyone present.
Including three Chinese nationals.
Even they had seen with their own eyes the power of Tang Dao and cold weapons on the battlefield before the warehouse.
But that was not the heyday of Tang Dao.
What does Tang Dao look like with its peak physical function? Niu Er and Heizi finally saw it.
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I'm afraid I didn't find Mr. Guan Er as my boss! This was Xia Dayu's emotion decades later when he told battlefield stories to himself and his comrades' grandchildren.
At that time, the Japanese army deliberately fired the last three flares in order to increase the shock to the Chinese who were trying to beat them.
The entire hill was as bright as day.
Chinese and Japanese soldiers in the mountains and forests must be spotted.
Even death is so clear and so vivid...
ps: I can only update one today. I have a holiday and Fengyue, who has just finished her class, has to rush to pick up her daughter. This is the only one I have saved, woohoo!
Today is Martyrs’ Day. The martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country and nation will be immortalized forever!
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This chapter has been completed!