Chapter 185 Code Name Sister-in-law (3) [For Xu Feng 13/15]
Because the main police station of Fengtian City is located in the most prosperous Middle Street, and there are too many Japanese and important institutions of the Puppet Manchukuo State on this road.
Even the building where the notorious Military Police Headquarters is located is not too far from the main police station.
Therefore, once the Japanese reinforcements began to appear, there seemed to be a steady stream of them.
No! The Japanese on the left side of the main street were stopped one after another under the firepower of Zhuye, Mad Dog and others, and they were intercepted.
At the other end of the street, that is, on the right, more Japs appeared.
This group of Japs was as numerous as a squad. Because they belonged to the city's security forces, they did not carry any heavy firepower.
But if they really succeed in rushing over and occupy the entrance of the main police station, it will be a huge tragedy.
Because that would make it impossible for the assault team to rush out, and neither would the response and retreat teams.
This situation does not need to last long, even if it is only for three or five minutes, by the time more Japanese soldiers arrive, Hu Biao and the others will be completely finished.
However, for such a scene to occur, there is a necessary prerequisite.
The premise is that these people can pass through the area on the right and be blocked by the criminals and others.
Seeing these Japs trampling on the snow and lying on the roadside with a Type 96 light machine gun in their hands, a cruel smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the criminal's mouth.
God knows! Because it is easy to lay a mine in the snow. As long as you open up a little bit of explanation, you can successfully plant a mine.
In the 30-meter section of snowy road in front of him, this twisted explosive maniac had buried countless landmines.
As for the Type 96 light machine gun in his hand and the crooked handle in Zhuye's hand, they were all deployed from Hu Biao.
To be more specific, it was the trophy obtained from killing a Japs squad on the train.
It was just that Hu Biao had miscalculated and did not capture two crooked light machine guns from that small group of Japanese soldiers. One of them was replaced by a more advanced Type 96.
Fortunately, a Type 96 in good condition can be sold for a good price in modern North America.
Therefore, after the battle, these two light machine guns had to be handed over to Hu Biao again and put into the ring, and then the fake foreign devils took them back and sold them for money.
Finally, in the criminal's extremely expectant eyes, a Japs' big-leather shoe stepped on a location buried in his memory.
If the sinner remembers correctly, he buried a good thing there.
The scientific name of that thing is the German-made S-type mine, and it also has a nickname called "Betty Ricochet".
It looks like a steel cylinder about 10 centimeters in diameter and less than 13 centimeters in height, with a small steel barrel on the head and three whisker-like sensors growing on it.
Of course, it doesn't matter what this thing looks like.
The important thing is that when facing unprotected infantry, the power of this thing's explosion is extremely powerful; when it is triggered by a pressure of more than 7 kilograms, it will immediately bounce up from the ground.
Generally, it can bounce to the waist of a normal person, that is, the chest of a Japs, and explode after about half a second.
Then, under the power of the TNT explosion, the 360 steel balls contained in it would fly around at a fatal speed, causing a lot of damage to the surrounding people.
And aren't these Japanese troops rushing over just unprotected infantry?
Therefore, when they saw the Japanese who was leading the charge and was about to step onto the S-shaped mine, the criminal, the translator and other personnel responsible for stopping them,
Immediately behind a temporary bunker, he lay down and lowered his head.
Then, there was a loud explosion.
They could clearly feel the "ding-dong" sound of the steel balls hitting the wall behind them, and the continuous screams and wails from the Japs' mouths, which constantly penetrated their ears.
When they raised their heads, they saw that the two lines of about ten Japanese soldiers who had rushed to the front had all been put down.
Although none of them died immediately, they screamed like pigs being killed.
The flying steel balls pricked their entire lower chests in many places, leaving wounds everywhere like a hornet's nest.
The remaining Japs were obviously frightened by the astonishing lethality and tragedy of the World War II-era anti-infantry mine, the 'Betty Ricochet'.
Instinctively, they stopped their progress at the first moment.
Just because he rushed too fast before and the ground was too slippery, the Japanese in front stopped now, and the Japanese behind him bumped into him again.
Not only were they crowded into a ball, they knocked down several people on the spot, making the whole scene panic.
At this time, the sinner and everyone else also reacted one after another.
Following the posture of operating a wooden machine gun when they were trained by Original Sin, they began to pull the trigger on their fingertips, and began to fire at the target in a decent manner.
At the same time, the translator and another netizen beside him also opened fire with Garand rifles.
Under the unexpected firepower, the Japanese who were still huddled together were knocked down on the spot.
I have to say that the 40-year-old Japanese Kwantung Army, especially the military policemen who are veterans, have quite good tactical qualities.
Even under such a blow, he still reacted quickly.
Amidst the scoldings of a squad leader and two sergeants, they moved towards both sides of the street, intending to find a suitable obstacle to hide.
While moving aside, he did not forget to continuously pull the bolt of the gun and fire. With accurate and extremely threatening shooting skills, the criminals were suppressed from firing unscrupulously.
Then, the sinner suddenly shouted loudly: "Get down."
The main reason was that he had just seen a death-seeking Japanese man dodging while bending his waist to fire, and his big feet were about to hit another mine, an M2A1 anti-infantry jumping mine from the World War II soldiers.
Then, the scene that happened not long ago was played out again.
In short, such a group of Japanese reinforcements on the right side of the main street have been completely blocked...
He raised his wrist and checked the time on the old-fashioned Magic City mechanical watch on it, as well as the gunfire from the main building that had subsided for about a minute.
Hu Biao, who had been holding a telescope in his hand and standing on the rooftop of the opposite building to observe, concluded that the assault team led by Yang Dongli should be almost successful.
And after careful calculation, Yang Dongli didn't have much to produce and was about to rush out with the goal.
Hu Biao did not dare to hesitate at all. After pulling out a signal gun from the belt around his waist, he fired a signal bomb into the air.
Using this method, I passed my new command.
No way! Although they have already had other ideas to strengthen communication issues in future operations.
But who is calling the fake foreign devil? In North America, haven't we still not had time to find the kind of old-fashioned Motorola walkie-talkies that were produced during World War II and are still usable?
So at present, as long as the distance between the various groups of the Zhongzhou team is a little further away, and the roar cannot be used, it seems that this method can only be used.
Then, at the moment when the signal flare took off.
In an alley not far away, Lao Ma and others immediately took action, driving the truck that had never been turned off at a fast speed, breaking through the wooden railing at the door, and stopped in front of the main building.
Different from what Lao Ma promised before, what they drove out now was not only a truck, but also a car. As for the specific brand, even Hu Biao didn't recognize it.
The driver of the car was Ma Hui, and he didn't know where the car came from.
When the two cars were parked, Yang Dongli and the others also faintly appeared.
The most important thing is that among the crowd behind him, Feifan and Qingshan were trotting along while holding a strange man covered in blood.
Without even asking, Hu Biao knew that this was Lao Wang, the target of their rescue.
Suddenly, with such a smooth operation, Hu Biao showed a satisfied smile on his face.