Chapter 90 The first show of the supplementary camp (1) [for AT1/13]
Time: August 27, 10:23 pm.
To be honest! The feeling of lying on the wet ground after the rain at night is really not a good experience.
Especially after the rain, there are insects and ants that come out and mosquitoes flying above your head.
For the Hun Dharma God, such a latent process immediately became a torment.
But even so, the middle-aged warehouse manager was still wearing a simple disguise, holding a Type 38 rifle with a sniper scope and hiding in a sniper position, carefully observing the situation on the other side of the position.
Amazing, I will sigh in my heart:
"Oh, I wish I could bring my bottle of mosquito repellent. I don't know which ingredient in it does not comply with the system's regulations. It hasn't been invented yet. It's really annoying!"
What! In the supplementary battalion, even the battalion commander Hu Biao became busy; he even relied on his brute strength to become the main force in the emergency repair work.
The only special case among them, the character who did not participate in the action, was the Huns Dharma God.
Because Hu Biao was not sure at all whether the Japanese would take advantage of the darkness and make a sudden attack while they were busy working.
Or they could dispatch precision shooters to kill the already limited number of combatants here.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that Hu Biao and the others have limited time and do not have time to deploy some bullet mines and grenade mines for early warning.
They could only scatter some caltrops hastily processed during the day at a distance of more than 400 meters in front of the position.
The so-called iron caltrops are made by twisting some steel bar heads into triangles and grinding the four heads sharply.
In this way, no matter how you throw this thing out, the sharp end will stand up.
Especially in this dark night, this antique defensive weapon with thousands of years of history still has good early warning and defense capabilities.
Presumably the Japanese soldiers wearing big leather boots would also scream in pain if they were caught off guard and stepped on it.
Unfortunately, no matter how many of these caltrops there are, they can't compare to the huge front in front of the position. The supplementary battalion can only spread them a little bit in some key areas.
Faced with such a situation, a middle-aged warehouse manager who claimed to have 2.0 vision.
Such a sniper from our side came in handy, and he was given the task of sentry.
It’s time to say it or not! The Hun Dharma God still spent a lot of effort on his profession during the previous month’s training time.
Not only on the Internet, I also gained a lot of knowledge about snipers.
When I came here this time, I brought several pieces of original camouflage cloth with me.
Specifically, it was one piece each of white, grass green, and earthy yellow. Because the materials were not complicated, he successfully carried them all.
No! After putting on a grass-green camouflage cloth and lying there for more than an hour.
For a middle-aged warehouse manager who was bitten by insects and ants, all his hard work finally paid off.
It was through his good eyesight that he faintly spotted a group of black shadows with their waists covered with cats, slowly approaching at a distance of about 400 meters.
Instinctively, he just wanted to shout "The devil is coming" to give an early warning to everyone on the battlefield.
But in the end, he suppressed these words and decided to use a better warning method; after taking a deep breath, he quickly put a black shadow with a head into the scope.
Even though it is such a simple aiming action, it seems very easy to say.
During the training period of the previous month, the Hun Dharma God, a middle-aged man, did not sleep with his wife in his arms in the middle of the night. He hid alone in his study room with the lights off, and practiced for a long time against the wild cats in the community.
Then, such hard training seems to have produced good results.
After the gunfire rang out, a black figure at the head immediately fell down.
After firing, the Hun Dharma God did not even move to observe the results of the battle; after firing such a shot, he immediately rolled around and moved to the next sniper position on the right.
He didn't even jump up and cheer loudly in celebration.
It can be said that after dying once, this guy grew up at an astonishing speed and developed into a serious sniper.
Then, a string of heavy machine gun bullets landed on his original position, causing the mud on the ground to splash up to Lao Gao.
Coincidentally, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, allowing a bright moon to peek out of the head, which improved the visibility on the battlefield.
At the same time, looking at the bright moon, Hu Biao felt that his emotions were showing signs of violence.
Perhaps the sequelae of the 'secondary wolverine residual ischemic artery' combined with the late stage of rabies will be more likely to attack on this moonlit night.
Normally, such sequelae may be nothing, but when you need to keep your head awake, it is a bit fatal...
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‘Kill the cock~’
When the gunshots fired by the Hun Dharma God broke the brief calm in the silent night, the Japanese knew that their sneak attack had failed.
Then, they followed the original battle plan and immediately and decisively changed the sneak attack into a strong attack.
Several Type 92 heavy machine guns that had been set up outside Li Xu immediately started suppressing fire on the position.
This thing may not have many flaws, but under the control of a Japanese veteran, its shooting accuracy is extremely high.
Therefore, when at least two of them greeted the middle-aged warehouse manager, and the sniper position was exposed by the fire of the shot, it can be said that the greasy man just hesitated for a moment, and now he was going to get the box lunch again.
At the same time, five or six rounds of illumination bombs were quickly launched into the sky by the Japanese side.
The sergeants, who had "Bojuan" straps tied around their heads, even shouted out the sentence "Kill the chicken~" in their mouths, and then took the lead in launching the attack.
Under the bright light of the flares, at least one brigade of Japanese soldiers was seen launching a sudden attack on the entire Luodian line.
Based on the almost one-to-one strength comparison between the two sides, it can be said that the Japanese have made a big move this time.
In previous battles, they were often a large group of troops who dared to directly attack the positions defended by a division. In many cases, they were able to gain the upper hand.
What's even more outrageous is that this time the Japs are not just infantry.
About two kilometers further away, there were a total of eleven small tanks, large and small, that were as small as pods. They suddenly started up, causing the roar of the engines to resound across the battlefield.
The appearance of these Japanese tanks is probably the reason why the Japanese side fired so many illumination bombs at once.
Because tanks these days, there is no such thing as infrared night vision devices and infrared headlights; if the battlefield environment is not brightened, this thing can be driven into a ditch at night.
When the Japanese attack was fully launched, the salient where the supplementary battalion was located was the first target they planned to remove.
Because the light is bright enough and the distance is strong enough.
Not to mention Hu Biao and others from the supplementary battalion on the prominent position quickly realized this, and even the commander of the third battalion behind them could see this scene very clearly.
Faced with such a result, the third battalion commander knew that the task of the supplementary battalion had been completed.
They successfully discovered the Japs' sneak attack, gave an early warning, and were even able to delay the Japs' attack a little later.
But he also knew that the replenishment camp was completely finished, and all it could do was the above.
Because in the face of such a powerful Japanese attack, his elite company stood on that position, just to hold on for a while longer.
Nothing else! If you just want to blow up a Japanese tank, you usually have to fill it with at least one squad of brothers.
After all, although the 67th Division belongs to the Central Military Commission, it is not a German weapon division in the true sense.
Such powerful anti-tank weapons as the Pak35/36 37mm anti-tank gun do not exist at all; the current only anti-tank method is to rush upward with explosives in your arms.
After one dies, the next one continues until these iron bastards are blown up.
"Everyone, get ready for battle." This was the only order issued by the third battalion commander after seeing the current battlefield situation clearly.
Faced with such an order, because the last orderly was killed by a stray bullet, and the new orderly, a rookie from Nantong, said too much:
"Battalion Commander, isn't it a bit unkind for us not to think of ways to support the replenishment battalion's position?"
"This is a life-and-death battlefield. There is nothing kind to say. Holding the position is the most important thing. If I am still alive after this battle, I will naturally go there to kowtow to the brothers in the supplementary battalion to apologize."
In this way, both sides on the battlefield were almost certain that the supplementary battalion in the salient position was doomed.
Of course, except for Hu Biao and the others; these guys are so excited because the resentment they have been holding back for a long time can finally burst out...