It was extremely difficult for Li Sanpao and his team to stop nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers coming from both sides of the jungle with only six submachine guns. Due to the dense vegetation of the jungle, by the time they saw people, the distance between the two sides was often less than tens of meters or even more than ten meters.
Far.
In such terrain, the shortcomings of the slow firing rate of the bolt-action rifle were infinitely magnified, and the Japanese were almost rushed into the team several times.
"Papa..."
After raising his hand to knock down a Japanese soldier who rushed to the ground, the M1911A1 pistol in his hand heard the sound of the firing pin emptying.
"Cao Xiaoman, have you changed the fucking bullets?"
"Sir, continue."
While Li Sanpao emptied his pistol, the wounded rifleman shouted and threw the submachine gun over. Li Sanpao took the submachine gun and pulled the trigger, killing the approaching Japanese soldiers with little need to aim.
He fired a single burst of fire at the dense jungle ahead, knocking down two Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the dense forest.
Although Li Sanpao and his party had tried their best to resist, a few submachine guns obviously could not stop the Japanese troops who were going crazy. As time went by, the Japanese troops who were originally suppressed on the street by powerful firepower were already wielding 38s with bayonets.
The rifle rushed over.
"Da da da!"
At such a close distance, the power of the 9x19mm Parabellum pistol bullet was fully exerted, and several Japanese soldiers were knocked down with several consecutive shots. One of them had his shoulder torn off by the violently rolling and ruptured bullet, and his arm fell off.
"Sir!...ah!"
Li Sanpao heard roars coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw three or four Japanese soldiers rushing behind him two or three meters away. The injured rifleman saw this and rushed forward with his rifle roaring, trying to kill these Japanese soldiers.
He rushed away, but was stabbed in the chest by several bayonets in an instant.
"Da da da……"
By the time Li Sanpao knocked these men down, the rifleman had fallen to the ground covered in blood.
Just when the situation was critical, a continuous burst of gunfire suddenly sounded from the flank of the Japanese army. Dozens of Japanese soldiers who had been hiding in the jungle retreated hastily like rabbits being driven away. It turned out that another search team had arrived.
Seeing the arrival of friendly forces, Li Sanpao's tense nerves finally relaxed. You must know that the six 32-round magazines he carried had long been emptied. If the reinforcements did not come, he would probably be dead when he emptied the magazines.
It's about to be finished.
After the two sides met, the two platoon commanders gathered together. It was now impossible to move forward in this situation.
They contacted the rear headquarters through the radio, and the headquarters agreed to their request to retreat.
A group of dozens of people took the wounded and dead companions and began to retreat.
However, their retreat was extremely difficult after they had penetrated deep into the Turululu Mountains. They encountered obstacles from the Japanese army from time to time. As soon as they retreated five or six miles, they were surrounded by hundreds of Japanese soldiers.
Li Sanpao and more than 40 surviving soldiers came to a small lake, used the hundreds of meters of open space around the lake to build a temporary defense line to resist the Japanese army, and called the air force for emergency reinforcements.
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"Regiment leader, report from the front, two of our search platoons have been surrounded by Japanese troops, the situation is urgent."
In the headquarters, Chi Yaohui hurriedly walked to Gao Hongming and reported.
"Have reinforcements been sent out?" Gao Hongming asked.
Chi Yaohui replied: "The dispatch has been sent out, but it will take at least two hours to arrive."
"In two hours, are you collecting their bodies for them?" Gao Hongming stared, "Where's the plane? Why not dispatch it?"
"I have ordered the aircraft to dispatch, but the problem is that the location of the incident is in a jungle area, and the pilot's field of vision will be greatly restricted. Even if the bombing is carried out, the effect may not be ideal."
"Idiot, who told you to use high-explosive bombs? Tell the people in the squadron to use incendiary bombs to burn those Japanese bastards!" Gao Hongming cursed angrily.
Li Sanpao and other soldiers from the search platoon beside the small lake had already run out of submachine gun bullets, and could only rely on their 98K rifles to block the approaching Japanese troops.
Every soldier wished that the rifle in his hand could be turned into a machine gun or submachine gun. Although the 98K rifle was powerful, under the impact of the Japanese army regardless of casualties, the originally powerful firepower in the eyes of the soldiers seemed extremely weak.
Just when the dozens of soldiers who finally gave birth were almost desperate, they heard the roar of planes overhead. A soldier instinctively pulled out a flare gun, rushed forward and pulled the trigger over the Japanese army, trailing white smoke and flashing red.
The light flares made a sharp sound and flew into the sky.
As the signal flares took off, there was a burst of dense and dull gunfire. The Japanese soldiers who were originally pouring in like a tide suddenly stopped, and then a large number of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.
I saw an F8F Panda fighter jet painted blue roaring and swooping down. The four Colt-Browning 12.7mm machine guns placed on both sides of the wing poured out tongues of fire at the same time, tearing the Japanese troops running on the ground into pieces.
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"Long live the Air Force!"
Seeing the arrival of their own plane, the surviving soldiers cheered. In the cheers, the Panda fighter jet dropped a bomb mounted on the belly of the aircraft.
"Run quickly, that's an incendiary bomb!"
The soldiers who had been shouting in excitement just now changed their expressions when they saw the bomb hanging on the parachute swinging down, and everyone ran in the opposite direction like rabbits being chased by hyenas.
But all the soldiers of the Liantai Militia are familiar with incendiary bombs. They would rather be hacked to death than be licked by one.
"Boom!"
Less than five seconds after they ran, there was a muffled sound behind them, followed by a scorching heat wave, and a heart-stopping wailing sound in the sea of fire. Dozens of Japanese soldiers covered in fire rushed out desperately.
Flames, as they ran, these people dragged flames that could melt steel and spread around the jungle.
The fighter planes in the sky obviously had no intention of giving up. They dived, flew low, and dropped bombs. More than twenty napalm bombs ranging from 200 kilograms to 500 kilograms were successively dropped around the spacious lake.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The entire lake was completely immersed in orange flames, and hellish wails resounded through the sky. From time to time, Japanese soldiers covered in fire could be seen rushing out of the sea of fire.
A few people fell to the ground and then stood up and struggled.
"ah!"
A soldier from the search platoon who had not escaped suddenly let out a heart-rending scream. Li Sanpao followed the sound and saw a ball of flame burning on his arm. The soldier with burning arms raised another weapon without thinking.
With one hand, he tried to slap away the flames on his arm.
"Don't shoot."
Li Sanpao, who was closest to him, roared and pounced on him, pinning him down on the ground and holding down his comrade's arms.
The most vicious thing about napalm is that it is a paste-like substance. If you slap it, it will only make the fire area bigger and bigger, and eventually it will burn all over your body.
"Engineer shovel, use the engineer shovel to scrape quickly!"
Li Sanpao, who was struggling to hold his comrade down, roared loudly. Another soldier next to him quickly took out a folding engineer shovel from his waist bag and used the shovel head to scratch his arm.
"Zi..."
Along with the sound of the scorched skin being scraped off, the injured soldier let out a scream like a wolf crying and a ghost howling. Looking around, the scorched skin that had been scraped away was still burning on the engineer shovel.
Seeing the soldier who had lost a large piece of flesh struggling and wailing desperately, Li Sanpao held him down while shouting, "Give him a pain-relieving injection quickly!"
While the soldiers were struggling to rescue their comrades, the area around the lake that was originally shrouded in flames was gradually burned away due to burning, leaving only hundreds of groups of struggling and roaring Japanese soldiers.
Why countries around the world have called for a ban on the use of incendiary bombs in later generations is because they are an extremely inhumane weapon.
Once the burning napalm splashes behind a person, the fat in the human body will become a strong combustion accelerant. The more fat, the longer it will burn.
Seeing the Japanese soldiers wailing in the sea of fire, Li Sanpao couldn't stand it anymore and was about to raise his gun when he was forced down by the second lieutenant next to him.
"Don't shoot, burn these bastards!" The second lieutenant's voice was filled with bone-chilling coldness. In the previous battle, nearly half of the soldiers in his platoon fell in the dense forest.
The second lieutenant looked around, raised the flare gun again, and pulled the trigger toward the dense forest on the right. Those Japs hiding in the jungle should be left to the Air Force. Their most important task now is to take care of the injured and sacrificed people.
The comrades returned to camp.
In the dense jungle, a red signal flare will sound from time to time. Each signal flare represents a search team that needs air support. The direction in which the signal flare flies is the location of the enemy. For a search team without heavy fire support,
Airplanes are their only support.
Although the air support they rely on is not always available, is very dangerous, and always involves friendly fire, it is still an indispensable fire support for the search team.
In a dense jungle, more than a dozen tents were lined up. Lieutenant General Hyakutake Haruyoshi, the commander of the Japanese 17th Army, sat on an ammunition box and listened to the reports from his men.
"Your Excellency, Commander, we are reporting from the front line that our troops in the east have found several Chinese search troops. Colonel Terui Koji, who is currently stationed in Turulu Mountain, has ordered the troops to expel those Chinese troops."
"What was the result of the battle?" Hyakutake Haruyoshi, who was thin, asked immediately.
The staff officer hesitated for a moment and then said after careful consideration: "The expulsion was effective, but Colonel Terui Koji reported that their troops also suffered heavy losses, especially the Chinese who frantically used aircraft to drop incendiary bombs. In just one afternoon, they lost
The strength of two squadrons was reduced."
"Tell Terui Koji to withdraw his troops."
Hyakutake Harukichi shook his head, "The Chinese now have air superiority, and our troops will be violently attacked by them as soon as they are discovered.
Rather than carrying out unnecessary expulsions, it is better to conserve our troops and wait for the Chinese to launch a fatal attack on Turululu Mountain."
"Hi!"
After sending the staff away, Hyakutake Haruyoshi stood up and walked out of the tent. Looking at the damp ground and the sky with almost no sunlight above his head, he suddenly felt irritable. The empire could really bring down those Chinese and Americans.