Chapter 16 Pour some ecstasy soup into the little devil
The defeated troops have been loose for too long, and fighting is an important way to quickly grow them.
After a brief reflection, he issued the order: "Continue to maintain the previous shooting frequency. When the enemy approaches fifty meters, stop shooting! Bring them closer and then attack!"
This was a tough battle for the defeated soldiers. Their swords had been rotten for too long and needed to be re-polished.
Xia Yuan did not participate in the battle. In fact, if he participated, the battle would be better, but that would only be his personal improvement, and the defeated soldiers would remain the same.
This is Burma, not Shangganling where everyone is the god of war. The soldiers in front of them are not volunteers, but a group of defeated soldiers who have suffered defeats all year round and defeated all of China. Their faith and fighting will have long been worn away.
almost.
The defeated soldiers passed on Xia Yuan's command. They slowed down their firing speed. Without the suppression of firepower, the Japanese soldiers became much bolder in their actions. Japanese soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms were scattered among the jungle.
Using the terrain and trees as cover, they approached the English camp where the defeated soldiers were stationed.
The defeated soldiers hiding in the trenches clearly saw Japanese soldiers rushing towards them from the depths of the forest in small groups. Their bullets rarely hit the Japanese soldiers. These Japanese soldiers were all fighting.
Veterans have undergone rigorous militarized training, while the defeated soldiers are just a group of 'rabble' who have not experienced systematic training. From joining the army to now, the only systematic training they have received is Xia Yuan's intensive physical training.
Three-system tactical training.
And they have only learned some superficial knowledge.
Many of the bullets fired by the defeated soldiers did not know where they were shot.
"Ayi, how do you know if you hit or not if you don't look? The Japanese are human beings and don't need to be so afraid. Think of your father! Think of those dead compatriots. If you don't kill them today, they will kill you tomorrow.
Your relatives, your compatriots."
Xia Yuan watched Ayi's action of firing without even daring to look, so he stimulated him with words, stimulating the blood in Ayi's heart.
Ayi was lying behind the bunker, with tears on his face. He thought of his dead father, and even the scene of his father being shot by the Japanese as a target when he was at work appeared in his mind. He was breathing hot air in big mouths, as if he was going crazy.
Howling, with blue veins on his forehead, he held a gun and pulled the trigger at the Japanese devils.
The defeated soldiers looked at Ah Yi, as if they had never thought that Ah Yi would be so crazy one day, until the submachine gun in Ah Yi's hand was out of bullets and Xia Yuan suddenly pulled it down.
"Captain, let me kill the Japanese!" Ayi's eyes glowed red and he roared.
"When fighting, you have to use your brain. If you fight like this, you will die before your father's revenge is avenged!"
Xia Yuan held Ah Yi down and continued: "If you die, who will avenge your father? Let Fan La go?"
Meng Fangliao said cooperatively: "I won't go, I have to go by myself."
"Remember, you can only consider revenge if you make sure you survive longer than Japan."
Xia Yuan patted Ayi on the shoulder, gave him the bullet in his hand, and shouted: "Stop shooting!"
Meng Fanxiao shouted: "Stop shooting!"
The defeated soldiers stopped firing and waited for Xia Yuan to continue issuing orders.
"Captain, when are you going to let me move? I can't bear it anymore." Mi Long couldn't help but muttered while holding the Maxim heavy machine gun.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, let's pour some ecstasy soup into the Japanese devils first." Xia Yuan grinned, "If you want it to be numb, not spicy, you should stand up immediately and run behind. Wait for my signal and then counterattack."
They didn't know what the leader's purpose was, but they were right to listen to him.
"Let's go, let's go."
Kaname yelled, picked up a gun and led them out of the bunker, turned around and ran away. As soon as the two combat groups dispersed and ran, the Japanese pulled the bolt of their guns and shot at them.
The Japanese bullets passed over their heads. Some bullets hit the ground in front of them, causing the soil to splash high. Some bullets penetrated the wooden houses in front of them, making the sound of wood exploding.
"You bastard, run faster, bullets don't have eyes."
Bu La was beaten wildly by bullets and cursed.
Snake Butt shouted: "Run wherever you go, run wherever you go."
Kang Ya shouted: "Whatever, let's run away first. Didn't the leader say he'll call us back later? Just run away."
The six of them ran forward in a panic. They had no direction. Finally, they ran to the house where fate had turned. Bu La opened the door and got in. This scene left Xia Yuan speechless. He really did not forget his original intention.
They thought that their appearance could change the trajectory of some plot events, but they didn't expect that they still got into this house.
As soon as they moved like this, the Japanese thought that the Chinese troops blocking them in front of them were dead, and the troops originally hiding in the dark also emerged from the woods.
Long Wenwen, who was on the flank, realized Xia Yuan's plan. He wanted to create an illusion for the Japanese that they could not fight, so that the Japanese would relax their vigilance and attack unexpectedly, inflicting heavy losses on the Japanese.
"It turns out that the firepower has been decreasing from the fierceness at the beginning. If a few soldiers are allowed to create the illusion of fleeing, the Japanese will be fooled."
Long Wenwen also ordered the ten people he brought over not to shoot but to let the Japanese go by.
As soon as they fire, Xia Yuan's plan will be ruined, and the Japanese already know that Xia Yuan and the others on the front can't stand it any longer. When the gun fires on their flanks, the Japanese will definitely come to support them.
By then, the pressure on their side will skyrocket.
Long Wenwen decided to let these little Japs pass first, and when Xia Yuan started to take action, they would cut directly behind the Japs' buttocks.
The Japs' flanking troops had already moved over, and there were only fifteen or six Japs. Long Wenwen waved his hand and led the man and cat behind the Japs, always keeping a safe distance. Even if the Japs found out, they would not come back again.
It caused huge casualties to the soldiers around him in the first place.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Long Wenwen has prepared his soldiers to give these sneak attacks a heavy blow at any time.
Frontal battlefield.
The Japanese heavy machine guns stopped after firing for a while, and the Japanese infantry carefully stepped on the dead branches on the ground to approach Yingjili's camp.
There was not a single person in sight in this huge camp. When the British army left, they left behind many broken fortifications. Sacks containing sand were placed randomly on the ground. Some had been broken, and the sand inside flowed out, and there were
The ground was dug out with new soil.
The approaching Japanese soldiers learned the lesson from the last time. After they approached the camp, they threw grenades over them. The defeated soldiers hiding in the trenches huddled together, and a large amount of soil flew down.
They cursed the little devil in their hearts for being cunning. They didn't dare to move even though they didn't receive the order to shoot.
In the house, Yao Ma, Bu La and others observed the approaching little Japs through the cracks. The little Japs emerged from the woods and walked to the open space of the camp, and their expressions changed slightly.
"More than thirty little Japanese, the captain and the others are in trouble." Bu La counted twice, but none of them were right, but there were more than thirty little Japanese, and the yellow figure was wandering in the jungle, and the little Japanese was still the same as before.
Being cunning, they threw out the grenades they had on them and blew up all the bunkers in sight that could hide people.
Fortunately, after they left, there were only a dozen broken soldiers left in the trenches, and their positions were very scattered. The grenades of the little Japs did not cause much damage to the broken soldiers.
"The leader has a way, don't forget, the leader led us to kill more than 20 little devils."
After two battles, Snake Butt had no doubts about Xia Yuan. He dared to fight a Japanese team with more than thirty people. Who would dare to fight without any confidence?
Even when there were many people in the past, they were often chased and beaten by Japanese soldiers. Many recruits were frightened when they saw Japanese soldiers, let alone fighting with basic Japanese soldiers. There were also many recruits who were farmers before joining the army.
I have never even killed a chicken, let alone let them kill someone.
As for those who are officials, they only search for money. When they actually go to the battlefield, there are not many who can fight.
There were even fewer who fought with a small number of troops against the Japanese troops who were superior to themselves.
The defeated soldiers all felt that the regiment leader was different from others. He really wanted to fight.
Yao Ma and the others lay in the room looking through the gaps and bullet holes, waiting for Xia Yuan's orders at any time. The appearance of the little Japanese made them sweat for the broken soldiers hiding in the trenches.
Xia Yuan put his hand on the carbine and used his listening position to listen to the footsteps of the Japanese soldiers and judge how far away the Japanese soldiers were from their side. When the distance reached seven or eight meters, he shouted:
"Mysterious Dragon!"
"I'll kill them!"
Milong quickly asked Yangdanzi and Doubiang to place the heavy machine gun on the bunker, reached out to grab the trigger of the heavy machine gun, and poked his head out of the bunker.
The defeated soldiers leaned out of the bunker, picked up their submachine guns and pulled the triggers at the Japanese soldiers in front of them. The bullets whizzed through the Japanese soldiers' chests. The heavy machine guns of Milong rang out, and the crisp sound of heavy machine guns echoed in the valley.
Exploded, reverberated, and in the direction the gun was pointed, the Japanese fell down like wheat.
Ayi shouted like an angry beast, and the submachine gun in his hand was his best offensive weapon.
Annoying, Vet Hao also shot at the Japanese. They squinted and looked at the fallen Japanese. Their hearts beat more violently. The sonorous and powerful beating sent the hot blood to all parts of the body. They were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.
, the fallen Japanese soldiers inspired the fighting spirit in their hearts.
It turns out that the Japanese devils were nothing more than this.
In this fight, the defeated soldiers seemed to have found the long-lost feeling of killing the enemy on the battlefield. This feeling was hard-won and had never been experienced before.
It was brought about by a sudden small-scale victory after a series of defeats. It was like a person who was about to die of thirst in the desert and suddenly encountered a desert oasis. His heart was beating, his adrenaline was soaring, and he fell down.
The Japanese soldiers inspired the defeated soldiers to desire victory.
Even Meng Fangliao, who was avoiding the battle, felt an unspeakable excitement.
Milong's heavy machine gun played a huge role. In front of this vast camp, his bullets were like harvesting wheat. Ten of the more than thirty Japanese soldiers died under the muzzle of his heavy machine gun.
What surprised the defeated soldiers was that the Japanese heavy machine guns never fired from the beginning to the end.
Only Meng Fanlie saw that the Japanese heavy machine guns were shot down by their leader.
“It’s numb! Not spicy!”
Xia Yuan quickly pulled out the punched magazine, put the bullet in the magazine, and shouted towards the house behind him.
"Flank, flank!"
Seeing them emerge from the house, Xia Yuan shouted, and in conjunction with the movements of his hands, he asked them to understand, and moved towards the flank in a battle formation.
Xia Yuan pressed the bullets, loaded the magazine, and shouted: "Ayi, watch them, don't let those little Japanese devils show up, don't save bullets, there are plenty of bullets!"
"yes!"
There were more than thirty Japanese soldiers, and a few survivors were hiding behind bunkers. The surviving Japanese soldiers did not pose a threat to Xia Yuan. He could kill the Japanese soldiers by throwing a grenade at him, but he did not do so.
Instead, he stayed and gave these defeated soldiers a lesson, letting them experience the feeling of a commander killing the enemy, and letting them understand that the Japanese devils were actually nothing to fear.
"Fight, fight, don't save bullets."
Ayi's voice was trembling. He had just killed a Japanese soldier. His body was broken by bullets and blood flowed across his body. Ayi's heart was trembling. He suppressed the churning feeling in his stomach and shouted tremblingly,
He curled up into a ball, with tears streaming down his face.
Meng Fanlai emptied the magazine, turned around and saw Ayi, and quickly said to Veterinarian Hao: "Look, look quickly, are you injured?"
"oh oh."
Vet Hao crawled over, opened Ayi's body, and asked, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"
"I avenged my father, I avenged my father, I killed a Japanese soldier." Ayi cried and grabbed Veterinarian Hao with his hands.
Meng Fanglia and Veterinarian Hao were stunned when they heard Ayi's cry.
Just as the defeated soldiers were suppressing the few remaining Japanese soldiers, gunshots also rang out from their flanks. The gunshots were loud and did not last long. After a while, Kang Ya and the others
He ran back with an excited expression.
"We win, we win, we have killed all Xiao Dongyang!" Bu La grabbed the bean cakes excitedly and said extremely happily: "I, I killed two, I killed two Xiao Dongyang."
"You son of a bitch, was it you who beat him to death? It was obviously me who beat him to death." Kaima cursed and said this, unable to conceal their happiness.
The last few Japanese soldiers who were alive were touched from behind by Long Wenwen and others, and they were all killed, leaving no one alive.
After the war statistics, Long Wenwen said: "Three people were slightly injured and bitten by bullets. This battle was beautifully fought, very good! You all fought beautifully, more than thirty people, and one of the little Japanese devils was beaten."
Team, very good! Very good!"
The defeated soldiers ignored Long Wenwen, and each of them was still immersed in the joy of victory. They had been defeated for too long, and even this small-scale victory was enough to make them happy for a long time.
Each of them killed more or less two Japanese soldiers. This was an unprecedented sound and an unprecedented victory.