At the same time that Nishikawa Yasunai committed suicide by drinking a bullet, he was near the road less than one kilometer away from the heavy artillery regiment.
If anyone is nearby at this moment, they will be surprised to find that one group of Japanese soldiers is chasing another group of Japanese soldiers. Two armies wearing the same military uniforms and holding the same weapons are fighting each other along the road.
It was Major Miura of the Heavy Artillery Regiment who led the Japanese army in pursuit of the National Defense Army. At the beginning, the infantry brigade of the Heavy Artillery Regiment looked confused when they received the order to hunt down Ihara Heihachi and his party.
The young man even thought that his major had a mental problem, but later he found out that the Japanese troops in front of him were traitors, and they were the ones responsible for bombing the heavy artillery regiment in the sky.
This was so serious that all the Japanese troops in the heavy artillery regiment became red-eyed and chased after them with howls, vowing to kill all these traitors.
One team ran with all their might and the other pursued with all their might, just getting further and further away from the heavy artillery regiment.
"Whoosh..."
The sound of the cannonballs flying through the air is somewhat sharp, which sounds like spring water falling from a high altitude. The cannonballs are flying towards the target with a whistling sound in the air.
Both Shuzo Murata and Heihachi Ihara were very familiar with this sound. It was clearly the sound of the Type 89 grenade flying in the air launched by the Type 89 grenade.
"Lie down...Lie down quickly..."
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a violent explosion sounded not far away.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." Three consecutive grenade launchers landed accurately in the middle of the formation of the Protectorate Army, which was desperately retreating forward. Five or six soldiers of the Protectorate Army were instantly blown up by the hit shells.
the sky.
"Baga...they used Type 89 grenades." Murata Shuzo's face turned very ugly.
The Japanese Army's Type 89 grenade uses two types of ammunition. One is the Type 91 grenade, which is also the most commonly used ammunition for the grenade. It was also an individual grenade commonly carried by Japanese infantry in World War II. It uses a cylindrical cast iron body.
, there are vertical and horizontal grooves on the outside, dividing the projectile body into 50 pieces (commonly known as melon grenade by the Chinese), the blasting part is equipped with 65 grams of TNT explosive, and the killing radius is 8 meters.
The advantage of the Type 91 grenade is that it is cheap to produce and has a large quantity to keep, so grenadiers generally do not have to worry about running out of ammunition.
However, the shortcomings of this type of grenade are also obvious. Because it is not good to use the air-locked type of grenade as a shell, the range of the Type 91 grenade is not far, about 200 meters.
In addition, the Type 89 grenade also has a special ammunition, the Type 89 grenade. The body of this grenade is black, with a red and yellow band on it. There is a copper band on the lower part of the body, and the bomb is filled with TNT explosives.
The diameter is 49.6 mm, the total bullet length is 143 mm, and the total bullet mass is 820 grams.
This kind of special grenade is not only more powerful than the Type 91 grenade, but also has a much longer range than the Type 91 grenade. The maximum range can reach 500 meters. This is why Ihara Heihachi and his two brothers saw the pursuers behind using it.
This is actually the reason why his face looks so ugly when he fires Type 89 grenades.
Ihara Heihachi ran to Murata Shuzo's side and said breathlessly: "Murata-kun, it's not possible to run like this. We'd better deploy a team to stop him, otherwise we will be overtaken soon if we keep running like this."
"No... we can't send a small force to stop the attack." Unexpectedly, Murata Shuzo refused without even thinking.
"Baga...you have to understand that this is not a discussion with you, but an order!"
Ihara Heihachi immediately became angry. After all, he was also the commander of the National Defense Army appointed by Gao Hongming. Murata Shuzo was just his deputy. He thought that it would be a great honor for him to discuss with Murata Shuzo, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated by the other party.
Dismissed.
"what do you know?"
Unexpectedly, Shuzo Murata stared at him without showing any signs of weakness and whispered: "Believe it or not, if you dare to send a group of soldiers to do tail docking now, this group of soldiers will surrender in less than three minutes!"
Murata Shuzo's words were like a muffled thunder hitting his head, and he realized that he had been misled by his original inertial thinking.
It is true that the Japanese army does have a tradition of sending out wounded soldiers or a small number of troops to stay behind to block the attack once the war goes unfavorably. Moreover, both the wounded soldiers and the soldiers named for the blockade will think this is normal, even among many fanatical soldiers.
The Japanese saw this as an honor.
But the situation is different now. The current Protectorate Army has abandoned its original beliefs.
In addition, they are of the same culture and race as the pursuers behind them, and they were still fighting for the same goal half a year ago or even a month or two ago. Let them stay and fight the pursuers to the end with the spirit of sacrifice for His Majesty the Emperor as before.
, how could they be willing?
Although he thought Murata Shuzo's words were reasonable, Ihara Heihachi still had a bachelor's character after all. He gritted his teeth: "I can't run away anyway. Since this is the case, I might as well stay and fight with those capitalist lackeys. Maybe
There is still a way to survive."
Looking at the fierce glare of Ihara Heihachi in the catalog, Murata Shuzo knew that if he continued to object, this guy would definitely fall out with him. Thinking of this, he could only silently acquiesce.
Soon, under the order of Ihara Heihachi, the soldiers of the National Defense Army who had fled stopped and began to seize the commanding heights on both sides of the road.
Because the distance between the two sides was too close, the National Defense Army had no time to build fortifications, so two squadrons of Japanese troops led by Major Miura chased after them.
Just like that, something strange happened. The two teams that were defending and chasing were wearing the same military uniforms and using the same weapons. They were less than 200 meters apart and could even see each other's faces. The atmosphere changed for a time.
It's very strange and solemn.
A soldier of the National Defense Army finally couldn't bear the heavy atmosphere. He jumped out of the bunker and ran towards the pursuing Japanese soldiers. He waved as he ran, "Don't shoot...it's one of our own..."
"bump!"
The soldier of the National Defense Army only ran for more than ten meters, and fell heavily to the ground with a crisp gunshot. Blood flowed from his chest, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was still dead. Heihachi Ihara even
The soldier who could bear to die joined the National Defense Army for less than half a month.
The death of this Protectorate Army soldier completely gave up hope to all the Protectorate Army soldiers. Following Ihara Heihachi's loud shout, gunshots and explosions rang out like exploding beans.
"Ta da... da da da..."
A Type 92 heavy machine gun set up behind a slope made a sound like a woodpecker, knocking down several Japanese soldiers rushing to the ground. Several guards hiding behind the hillside holding grenade launchers fell to the ground.
The national army also began to fire Type 91 grenades forward, and the intensive firepower beat the rampant pursuers unable to raise their heads...