Chapter 100 The bloody battle in Qigen Village (2)
The platoon leader of the 8th Company of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment is called Wang Hong. He is a low-level cadre who has just been released from the training team. Since he is in the training team, he was in the reserve team for the first two battles. Now he has finally been placed in the main company.
.When he heard the charge, Wang Hong was the first to jump out of the trench.
"Comrades, charge." Wang Hong, with the exception of two wounded soldiers who were injured by grenades fired by Japanese grenades, rushed down the mountain with his rifle.
Since the front line of the row of positions was exactly where the Japanese commander, Lieutenant Colonel Shang Yue, was hiding, after nearly half an hour of fighting, most of the soldiers from the squad finally gathered around Shang Yue. Looking at the dozens of Chinese soldiers rushing over, he went up
Yue's swollen eyes suddenly showed a hint of panic.
"Shooting"... Last month, a crooked gun next to him began to suppress a platoon led by Wang Hong in an attempt to stop the advancement of Chinese soldiers. Facing the dense bullets, the soldiers around Wang Hong were knocked down one after another.
."Lie down." Wang Hong knew that if nothing happened if he rushed like this, one of his platoons might be completely wiped out.
"Machine gunners perform fire suppression." Click, click, click... The only light machine gun in the platoon behind Wang Hong started to shout, and the enemy's machine gun fire was immediately suppressed (you must know that the independent brigade is now condescending.
, which is more advantageous for the Japanese) "Grenade, quickly, destroy the enemy's firepower point" (the grenade of Dalian was captured in the first two ambush battles, many platoon-level units were assigned a grenade, but the grenade
The number of them is indeed very rare. Under normal circumstances, the troops will not use them. Wang Hong saw that the enemy's firepower was suppressed and immediately ordered.
"Bang" a grenade flew out and exploded next to the local machine gun position. "It's crooked, it's firing, fire quickly." Finally, the second grenade accurately landed on the enemy's machine gun position, and the machine gun was accompanied by a Japanese soldier.
His arms were thrown up.
"Comrades, charge." Seeing that the enemy's firepower was knocked out, Wang Hong jumped up again and rushed towards the enemy's position to "drop bombs." At a distance of 40 meters, a group of grenades were thrown from the hands of the soldiers.
Got out.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..." The enemy's position was immediately plunged into smoke. The smoke blocked the enemy's vision, but it helped Wang Hong a great help. When the smoke cleared, Wang Hong had already brought him with him.
The entire platoon rushed to a place less than ten meters away from the position.
The Japs also spotted the Chinese soldiers rushing over, but when they saw that there were only about thirty soldiers, the remaining twenty dozen or so Japs immediately turned from panic to excitement and rushed towards Wang Hong with their bayonets drawn.
Come over. Because at this time, the Japanese army believed that with their twenty-odd elite imperial soldiers, they could easily kill the thirty or so Chinese soldiers in front of them with their bayonets. Even Shangyue, whose eyes were filled with fear, drew his command knife.
Following the Japanese army, they rushed toward the soldiers of the Independence Brigade.
"Da da da..." Several shell guns in the entire platoon opened fire, and the soldiers also fired the bullets in their rifles. "Bang bang..." The Japanese charging team paused, and only twenty or so Japanese soldiers were left in an instant.
About a dozen people and thirty soldiers quickly separated and surrounded the dozen or so Japanese soldiers.
After Wang Hong finished shooting the shell gun in his hand, he put the gun on his waist and rushed towards him like a Japanese soldier. When the Japanese soldier saw Wang Hong charging towards him with empty hands, his face was full of shock, but he was well-trained
He did not stop what he was doing. He also raised the rifle with the bayonet in his hand and rushed towards Wang Hong.
With a sudden thrust, the Japanese stabbed Wang Hong's waist with the bayonet. When he saw that the bayonet was about to get close to Wang Hong's body, the Japanese couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that the Chinese soldiers' bayonet tactics were really bad. It looked more and more...
He was close to the body, and suddenly the bayonet stopped outside the body. No matter how hard he tried, it just couldn't penetrate. It turned out that Wang Hong was a martial arts practitioner. Looking at the bayonet stabbed by the Japanese, he did not dodge, and held it accurately with his right hand.
Wang Hong grabbed the Japs' muzzle, and just as the Japs pushed hard on himself, Wang Hong held the Japs' muzzle tightly, turned around, took down the bayonet on the rifle, held it with his backhand, and with a "squeal" sound, the bayonet inserted into the Japs's
The Japanese fell to the ground with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Looking at the Japanese who fell to the ground, Wang Hong didn't stop for much. He picked up the Japanese rifle that was still on the ground, fixed the bayonet, and ran towards a Japanese commander who had already been watching. Just as Wang Hong ran,
A soldier in his platoon fell under his sword, and Wang Hong became even more angry. At this time, Shangyue was excited that he had easily killed a Chinese soldier just now. Suddenly, he saw a man in the distance.
A Chinese soldier ran towards him, immediately became happy and prepared to chop again.
"Kill" last month saw the Chinese soldiers who were already close at hand, and slashed at the enemy's neck with all his strength. But in an instant, the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side were like a gust of wind, and suddenly dodged their own sabers. And
He quickly picked up the rifle with his backhand and pointed the bayonet point right at his chest.
Looking at the bayonet close at hand, Shang Yue wanted to stop his pace, but because he exerted too much force, he could only watch the bayonet slowly approaching his chest. Suddenly, a cold feeling came from his heart.
Last month, I knew that I had... slowly closed my eyes and fell to the ground.
Wang Hong looked at last month's corpse without a trace of pity. He pulled out his bayonet and quickly wiped the blood on the bayonet on the Japanese corpse. At this time, the remaining enemies had been completely eliminated by his own platoon's absolute advantage.
After counting the number of people, after the charge just now, the entire platoon has lost nearly ten people, of which 4 were killed and 3 were seriously injured that affected their combat effectiveness. Now there are only 35 people left in the platoon. Wang Hong looked at the battle situation in the distance and saw only a few scattered ones.
The enemies are resisting, most of them have been eliminated, and my own platoon has no impact on the battle situation over there.
Wang Hong thought for a while and ordered, "The whole platoon will clean the battlefield immediately, collect the bodies of the soldiers, and transport the wounded."
Such battles took place in many positions. Liu Hua's telescope was focused on Wang Hong's platoon from the beginning, watching him wipe out two Japs with less than ten casualties with one platoon.
Class, Liu Hua could not help but nod his head and began to pay attention to the platoon leader.
Looking at many other positions, when soldiers faced Japanese soldiers charging towards them with bayonets pointed out, those low-level instructors often got hot-headed and charged forward with their troops with bayonets in their hands. Few of them used the shell guns in their hands.
The submachine gun tries to inflict maximum damage on the enemy.
In this way, the soldiers fight with bayonets against an equal number of enemies. Often after their soldiers come into contact with the enemy, one life is exchanged for another. "It seems that such battles should be fought less in the future, as the soldiers' ability to fight hand-to-hand is
It must be strengthened. And the lower-level cadres must change their tactics and not fight the Japanese like this." Liu Hua sighed while holding a telescope.
"Yes, the casualties among the soldiers this time must be huge. After this ambush, we will definitely be severely weakened. It seems that we are in urgent need of additional soldiers. My opinion is that we should find a suitable place as soon as possible after the war.
Establishing base areas within a small area can ensure the supply of pathogens to the troops within a certain range of capabilities."
"Yes, I agree, we must establish a base immediately, otherwise the command of the troops will become less and less as we fight. You must know that these soldiers are veterans of the Long March. We cannot afford to lose them."
Soon, the battlefield slowly calmed down. Liu Hua and the political commissar chief of staff walked towards the position. The position was full of craters, scattered guns, dead mules and horses, scattered ammunition, and broken enemy weapons.
Limbs... When he walked to a row of corpses of fallen soldiers, Liu Hua stopped and looked at the increasing number of corpses silently. Liu Hua was silent, "These are all veterans who have gone through the Long March. Now they are all..."
Liu Hua said to himself. He squatted down and wiped the blood off the face of a martyr.
"Salute" Liu Hua shouted loudly, and at the same time saluted the soldiers lying on the ground. Suddenly, all the soldiers on the battlefield stopped what they were doing and stood at attention to salute their dead comrades.
A few seconds later, Liu Hua put down his right hand and ordered the communications staff behind him. "Send reports to each regiment. Be sure to sort out the remains of the martyrs of each unit, register them, and bury them in a good place as early as possible. Remember
Leave a mark and we will come back to pick them up after we win."
After saying that, he led the political commissar and others to another position. Liu Hua came to the row of positions where Wang Hong was. Looking at the bodies of the four soldiers in front of him, Liu Hua once again performed a solemn military salute.
"Report to the brigade commander, the 1st platoon of the 8th company of the 2nd regiment is cleaning the battlefield." Looking at the dark-faced man in front of him, Liu Hua smiled. He was no longer as decadent as before.
"Platoon Commander Wang, how is the situation in the first platoon now?"
"Report to the brigade commander that in this ambush battle, our platoon lost a total of six people and eliminated 35 Japanese soldiers, including a lieutenant general. A radio station and a light machine gun were seized."
"Okay, not bad." After listening to Wang Hong's report, Liu Hua nodded secretly, and his impression of the man in front of him became even better.
"Have you ever been to the teaching team to study?" Liu Hua suddenly asked.
"Reporting to the brigade commander, I just came back from studying and encountered this ambush."
"Well, do it well." After saying that, Liu Hua patted his shoulder and walked to other positions. At this time, Liu Hua had already had a preliminary understanding of this man, was aware of it, and had plans for him.
plan.
And what is the plan? Liu Hua thought of the railway guerrillas of later generations, and he was along the Zhengtai Road. If a base area was established and there was such a team, it would be much easier to provide ammunition and food for the army in the future.