Chapter 722: Distant water cannot quench the near thirst
Soon, Song Changgui and his group of seven or eight people took cover around a house that was half destroyed by the bombing.
Everyone was a veteran, so they all found bunkers and hid themselves without orders from their superiors. Seven or eight minutes later, Song Changgui saw more than a dozen Japanese soldiers bending over and slowly approaching from the street in the three o'clock direction.
"Be careful not to be discovered by the Japs. Wait until the Japs are thirty meters away before attacking." Even though he knew that all his men had at least two years of service, he still couldn't help but whisper.
Gu Wenyi, who was behind him, said confidently: "Don't worry, head. None of these little devils can escape. Don't you understand what these brothers are capable of?"
Song Changgui stopped talking.
He is very aware of the level of the soldiers under his command. The most senior ones are all veterans with two years of service. It is definitely an exaggeration to say that one of them is equal to ten, but there will never be any chance of dragging down his teammates.
There are about ten Japanese troops coming this time, which is a detachment size among the Japanese troops and is also the smallest combat unit.
When the Japanese army approached, Song Changgui found that the Japanese army was very alert. Although it was only a team of more than ten people, they were far apart. They were at least four or five meters apart. It seemed that the commander of this team was very cautious.
people.
Although he was getting more and more worried, Song Changgui still took a deep breath and whispered an order: "Attention, the battle will end within three minutes... prepare... to fire."
"Snapped……"
Gu Wenyi, who had the best marksmanship, opened fire first. With a crisp gunshot, a machine gunner holding a Type 11 light machine gun fell to the ground, followed by those around him.
Immediately there was intensive gunfire all around.
Although the Japanese troops were widely dispersed, they were caught off guard and had no time to escape. Seven or eight of them fell in just four to five seconds.
But this group of Japanese soldiers was obviously battle-hardened, and the remaining men completed the process of finding bunkers, lying down, and then firing back in just three seconds.
Song Changgui, who was shooting with an MP40 submachine gun, felt a burst of heat pass by his ears, and then hit the wall behind him. The flying gravel hit his face and hurt him, which scared him so much that he hid against the wall.
Don't dare to look up from behind.
I couldn't help but uttered a curse word: "I fucked that little devil, what a bad reaction?"
At a distance of thirty meters, for Japanese soldiers who always pay attention to accurate shooting, if they hit you in the right eye, they will never hit your left eye.
The reason why Song Changgui was able to save a small life should be attributed to the hasty shot fired by the Japanese soldier, otherwise he would have suffered a brain injury long ago.
Just as cold sweat broke out on his back, the comrade next to him also threw several M24 grenades in the opposite direction.
Accompanied by several huge explosions, the Japanese troops on the opposite side instantly went silent, and at the same time, thick smoke billowed out on the street.
Song Changgui was able to stick out his head for a quick observation and then retracted it. Just when he was about to order his brothers to outflank and kill all the Japanese troops on the opposite side, a Type 89 grenade exploded in the middle of the street, causing flying shrapnel.
There was a crackling sound on the wall.
"It's the kid's grenade!"
Song Changgui's heart sank. Among the Japanese army, those who could equip grenade launchers were at least squads or above. This also meant that the Japanese troops that came were at least a squad. This was definitely not something they could handle.
Sure enough, soon, individual figures appeared one after another on the street at three o'clock. The Japanese troops used the cover of the ruined walls to continuously shoot and throw grenades at them. Occasionally, grenade launchers came over, and the intensive firepower overwhelmed them.
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"Boss...the enemy's firepower is too fierce, we can hardly withstand it!"
Gu Wenyi, who was lying on the roof of a building that was mostly destroyed by the bombing, knocked down a Japanese soldier who stuck his head out and was about to throw a grenade at them. After that, he did not dare to stop and immediately jumped off the roof and lay down on a wall.
back.
As soon as he had time to shout, a grenade hit the roof of the house where he was just now, and the roof was blown up in an instant.
"Young devil, don't you want to live with this?"
Song Changgui didn't understand why starting yesterday, the Japanese troops of the 55th Division went crazy and attacked regardless of casualties, advancing thousands of meters in just two days.
Now the Japanese army is less than 500 meters away from the headquarters of the 200th Division. This morning, the regimental commander also said that from today on, anyone who dares to retreat without authorization will be shot.
Song Changgui's special agent was originally directly under the command of the division headquarters, but now he has been assigned to the lower units. He and his eight soldiers are responsible for a position of more than 200 meters long. Such a small number of people is really stretched.
Seeing the Japanese army taking advantage of their strength to press forward step by step, he gritted his teeth, took out his walkie-talkie from his bag, adjusted the frequency, and shouted.
"Bingzuo...Bingzuo, I am Song Changgui from the special agent company. The Japanese are attacking us again. Just be kind and give us some artillery support, even a few mortar shells."
Perhaps the battalion commander sensed the difficulty of Song Changgui's situation and agreed to his request.
Less than two minutes after he reported his position, several mortar shells landed in the attacking Japanese formation with a rapid whistling sound. The Japanese troops who were caught off guard were blown away.
Looking at the Japanese troops submerged in gunpowder smoke, Song Changgui felt a sense of relief. According to his estimate, the seven or eight shells just now had caused at least ten Japanese troops to lose their combat effectiveness.
Sure enough, after the artillery support, the Japanese army did not resume the attack until more than 20 minutes later.
While Song Changgui and other soldiers of the 200th Division were struggling to resist the crazy Japanese attack, Deputy Division Commander Gao Jiwen, who took over the command of the fallen Division Commander Dai Anlan, was yelling into the phone.
"Zhang Shijie, I don't care what difficulties you have, Kunsha Street must not be lost!
If Tong Gu is lost, Chief Luo will pick off my head. If you are lost on Kunsha Street, I will pick off your head. Even if you die, you will die on Kunsha Street!"
After speaking, Gao Jiwen slammed the phone down.
Then he strode up to a communications staff officer and said: "Immediately send a report to Commander Luo. Starting yesterday, the Japanese 55th Division launched a crazy attack on me regardless of casualties. Although the officers and soldiers of our 200th Division resisted bravely, they were outnumbered.
We can only retreat step by step.
At present, the remaining officers and soldiers of our division are less than 4,000 and are compressed into less than three square kilometers in the southwest city of Tonggu. I hope the commander will send reinforcements soon, otherwise the 200 division will be in danger."
More than ten minutes later, the Rangoon Expeditionary Force Headquarters
Luo Zhuoying looked at the telegram in his hand and sighed and said to Du Yuming: "Guangting, it seems that the situation of the 200th Division is really very dangerous, otherwise Shanting (Gao Jiwen) would not have sent such a telegram."
Du Yuming frowned, "Now the newly formed 22nd and 49th Divisions are firmly blocked by the Japanese 56th Division on the front line of Wa State. It will take at least several days to break through the Japanese army's footprints.
Other troops either have other missions or are too far away, and water from afar cannot quench the thirst of those nearby."