Chapter 154 The devil is not qualified to teach us martial arts
"The troops must march faster, otherwise we won't be able to get to the battlefield on time, and it will be bad if it affects the situation of the battle..." Major Jiamu urged his men to speed up while marching.
As I was running, a tongue of flame suddenly appeared from a small mound on the right side of the road.
Major Jiamu was a battle-hardened veteran. He knew at a glance that the tongue of fire was caused by a heavy machine gun, and his face instantly turned pale.
Before he could react, twenty or thirty tongues of flame suddenly appeared on the desolate slope where there had been no movement just now, some were long or short...
Major Jiamu was still calm and started giving orders as soon as he lay down.
"Bageya Road, we were fooled. There is an Eighth Route Army ambush here... The machine gun squadron immediately counterattacked to suppress the enemy's firepower... The mortars and grenade launchers fired immediately to knock out the enemy's firepower!"
The subordinates around him are not as good as him...
Most of the light and heavy machine guns were shooting at them, and bullets were flying over them like a hailstorm... The Japanese were all gritting their teeth and hurried on, all tired and panting, their vigilance greatly reduced.
Faced with the sudden fire attack, many Japanese were beaten into pieces before they had time to react...
"Rumble..."
Nine mortars equipped by the artillery battery joined the battle at the same time...
Originally there were only seven mortars, but after the Battle of Yangquan, the brigade commander rewarded the Independent Regiment with two more.
Today's independent regiment artillery company has three mortar platoons and one infantry artillery platoon, which is the only one in the entire 386th Brigade.
The shooters have already made calculations with live ammunition. Wherever the Japanese artillery troops and heavy machine gun squadrons go, the artillery shells will be fired.
In the splashing firelight, the Japanese gunners and machine gunners were like paper toys. They were blown away instantly and turned into corpses when they landed...
When Major Jiamu's counterattack order came here, the artillery squadron and the heavy machine gun squadron had been bombed into a pot of porridge. Everything was in a mess. The soldiers could not find the officers, and the officers could not find the soldiers.
"Tick-tick...tick-tock..."
Just as Major Jiamu was filled with anxiety, waiting for the artillery and heavy machine gun squadrons to counterattack, the loud sound of charging horns soon sounded throughout the battlefield!
A large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appeared on the deserted slopes, rushing towards the road with guns in hand...
"Machine gun fire, stop them quickly... We must not let the Eighth Route Army rush onto the road!" Major Jiamu was stunned by the scene in front of him. He did not expect that the Eighth Route Army would charge when they came up. He raised his command knife and roared at the men around him.
"Da da da……"
A few meters away, a machine gunner heard the order and immediately set up a crooked stick to fight back...
The two fastest-moving Eighth Route Army soldiers fell to the ground...
Major Jiamu looked happy, but before he could laugh out loud, the gunshots in his ears suddenly stopped. The machine gunner and assistant shooter were all shot in the face, and they lay on the ground without any movement.
"Keep shooting...the machine gun fire cannot stop...shoot quickly..." Major Jiamu barked the order.
Not far away, two Japanese soldiers quickly reached for the machine gun, intending to set up the crooked handle and continue shooting.
But the Independence Group did not give them this opportunity.
As soon as the two Japs touched the crooked handle, two strings of heavy machine gun bullets swept towards them.
As a result, the two Japs were killed before they could even shoot...
Major Jiamu witnessed this scene with his own eyes, feeling heartbroken and desperate...
"Comrades... kill me..."
"Kill the Japanese... come on... come on with me..."
The loud shouts of killing reached the ears of Major Jiamu at the same time. More than a thousand Eighth Route Army troops rushed towards the road from all over the mountains and fields, like a group of hungry wolves smelling the smell of blood, they were unstoppable...
Looking at the troops on the road again, they were either suppressed by the Eighth Route Army's light and heavy machine guns and unable to move, or they were blown up by artillery shells and turned into chaos, completely unable to organize a counterattack...
Major Jiamu had no choice but to do the next best thing and call his subordinates for hand-to-hand combat.
"Everyone put on bayonets... We are invincible in hand-to-hand combat. No matter how many Eighth Route Army there are, there will not be enough for us to kill... Prepare to defeat them with bayonets..."
The more than a hundred Japanese soldiers surrounding Major Jiamu first prepared their bayonets...
When the independent regiment rushed to 30 to 40 meters away, the light and heavy machine guns covering the attack stopped firing. They immediately got up from the ground and followed their respective squad leaders to launch a countercharge towards the Eighth Route Army...
The other Japanese soldiers followed suit, some were in teams of more than a dozen people, and some were in teams of thirty or forty people. They charged back towards the Eighth Route Army with their rifles equipped with bayonets, and they were so fast that it was impossible to tell that they were at a disadvantage.
This also shows how confident the Japanese are in their bayonet fighting skills...
"Kill them..." Major Jiamu launched a counterattack with his subordinates, holding a command knife in his hand, intending to personally chop off the heads of several Eighth Route Army soldiers to see who was constantly attacking him, which made him feel very angry.
No place to send it.
The two troops clashed head-on, and soon the distance between the two sides was shortened to more than ten meters...
They will collide in another two or three seconds.
Major Jiamu felt that he was already in sight of victory. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a smile on his face, looking forward to the tragic scene of the Eighth Route Army being stabbed to death one by one with bayonets...
The sudden gunshot shattered Major Jiamu's dream and brought him back to reality instantly.
Directly in front of the Eighth Route Army, a large number of soldiers equipped with submachine guns and Mauser pistols suddenly appeared, shooting wildly at the men in front...
The shooting distance of more than ten meters makes the bullets fired by the submachine gun so accurate and hard that they can almost bite the flesh...
The subordinates rushing at the front were like running into an iron wall and could no longer move forward...
Anyone hit by the hail of bullets fired by the Eighth Route Army would be killed or injured and they would all fall to the ground!
In just a few seconds, more than half of the more than a hundred subordinates around him were killed or injured...
Major Jiamu was so heartbroken that he bit his lip. He clenched his command knife tightly and gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Baghe Yalu, they are so ungrateful... they actually fired while fighting with bayonets!"
"The troops continued to attack... immediately strangled them together without giving them a chance to change bullets... kill them..."
The remaining fifty or so Japanese soldiers around Major Jiamu finally collided with the two independent regiments of the company...
The Japanese's powerful stabbing skills were fully demonstrated at this moment.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the independent regiment lost more than thirty soldiers, while the Japanese side only lost three men.
This scene restored the despair of Major Jiamu.
But when both sides fell into a brief stalemate as bayonets fought against bayonets, the little advantage the Japanese had just gained was gone.
A squad of the Eighth Route Army surrounded three little Japs. They stood back to back with bayonets pointed out. No matter which direction the Eighth Route Army attacked from, they would be counterattacked by the Japs.
The soldiers' stabbing skills were obviously not as good as those of the Japs. In the past, when encountering such situations, they could only fight the Japs with their lives.
First, two soldiers rush forward to attract the attention of the Japs. If any soldier is stabbed to death or injured by the Japs' bayonets, you must grit your teeth and hold the opponent's bayonet or rifle so that the Japs have no choice but to withdraw their guns immediately.
Other soldiers took the opportunity to take action and kill the little devil...
After a fierce battle, the death of three soldiers from the infantry squad was considered a light weight.
Today's independent regiment no longer needs soldiers and Japanese soldiers to fight for their lives.
The squad leader equipped with the bastard box decisively raised his gun and pulled the trigger on one of the Japs...
The tortoise box is easy to jam, but as long as it is well maintained and not used frequently, its power at close range is no worse than that of a Mauser pistol.
If you are unlucky enough to kill one Japs... the remaining two Japs will not be able to set up defenses everywhere. If you defend this side but not that side, they will be easily killed...
If you have a little better luck, you can kill two Japs, but the remaining Japs are hard to beat with four hands and are easier to eliminate...
With the best luck, eight bullets can kill three Japs... and the battle is over without the rifleman having to move...
Some people will say that the Japanese are not fools, so how can they stand there and wait for the pistol to shoot them.
Faced with the bastard box that the squad leader took out, they would indeed hide, but there was no way to hide...
The remaining nine soldiers of the infantry squad were all standing around with bayonets pointed out. No matter which direction the Japanese hid, there were several bayonets pointed at them...
"Bang bang bang...bang bang..."
Chaotic gunshots continued to ring out on the battlefield, and the number of Japs active around Major Jiamu decreased sharply. Even he himself was hit by two bullets. His command knife fell to the ground before it was stained with blood, and he died with his eyes open...
Chu Yunfei stood at the command post and watched with excitement. He didn't expect that the battle could be fought like this...
In the 358th Regiment, everyone from the commander up to the ordinary soldiers knew that the Japanese were particularly good at fighting with bayonets.
When fighting the Japanese, you must use bullets and artillery shells to kill them to pieces before you dare to charge...
Otherwise, no matter how many troops rush to the battlefield, they will become dead souls killed by the Japanese sword.
The Independent Regiment went in the opposite direction. It clearly had superior light and heavy firepower, but it only killed 20 to 30% of the Japanese before launching a charge. This was something that the 358th Regiment would never dare to imagine.
Chu Yunfei originally thought that if the independent regiment launched an early charge, the troops would suffer heavy casualties in hand-to-hand combat, but the result surprised him again.
The Eighth Route Army actually used a large number of submachine guns and pistols when fighting with bayonets, and achieved unexpected results...
Chu Yunfei watched with passion, as if the Japanese on the road were killed by three, five or eight regiments...
But when he thought about the methods used by the Independent Regiment to kill the Japanese, he felt that Kong Jie was a bit overmatched, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Kong, your army used a lot of submachine guns and pistols when fighting the Japanese with bayonets. Isn't it a little bit bad?"
Your wife doesn’t have martial ethics?”
Kong Jie shook his head and objected: "Brother Yunfei, I don't agree with your opinion!"
"When it comes to martial ethics, let's talk about it!"
"When we fought against the Japanese, we needed guns but not guns, ammunition but no ammunition, and air support was even more unthinkable. The Japanese wanted guns and guns, and all kinds of ammunition fell on us as if they didn't need money, and there was a steady stream of them.
air support!”
"When we were bombed on the battlefield and massacred by the Japanese because of lack of ammunition, did they talk about martial ethics?"
"Will they give up machine guns and artillery, give up air support, and use empty guns to fight us with bayonets?"
"Since the Japanese army themselves don't practice martial ethics, why should we ask them to practice martial ethics?"
"Did they talk about martial ethics when they pointed their bayonets at us people..."
"Did you ever talk about martial ethics when you used poison gas bombs to massacre our Chinese troops?"
"We are fighting the Patriotic War. As long as we can drive away the invaders and do not use such unscrupulous methods, we can use any tactics and tactics!"
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