The MP38 submachine gun made by the Germans fired desperately. At some point, drizzle began to fall in the sky. Small raindrops fell on the barrel of the gun, and then turned into steam. The 89th Regiment's soldiers rushed forward.
The soldiers fell in pieces, but people kept rushing up from behind, and some stumbled on the bodies of their companions. But more people still rushed over desperately. They had no way to retreat. Even those who retreated were killed by the machine guns and submachine guns of the supervising team.
Under heavy fire, these Japanese soldiers turned into a pile of corpses in front of the rescue position.
Seeing his former compatriots fall in front of his own gun, a young soldier who was rescuing the Japanese couldn't bear it any longer. A line of hot tears fell from his face at some point, and he suddenly threw away his hand.
The 38-type rifle stood up and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, don't charge anymore, don't come up and die!"
"boom!"
There was a gunshot from nowhere, and the soldier who was rescuing the patient suddenly froze. A blood hole as big as a thumb appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed out along the blood hole.
Then he fell heavily to the ground, rolled on the ground twice, and then stopped moving.
The soldier's death did not stop the fighting parties for even a second. Chongteng Jaga came out of nowhere. He casually pushed the shot soldier's body to the side and pointed it at the surroundings.
The soldier said fiercely: "Did you all see this? This idiot was beaten to death just because he still had mercy on the minions and thugs who worked for the wealthy family. If you still want to return to Japan, what do you think?
To see your parents, wives and children alive, you have to put all the hypocritical kindness in your heart behind, otherwise you will end up dying here like this idiot!"
Chongteng Jiahe's voice was hoarse and fierce. Things had reached this point. Chongteng Jiahe understood that from the moment he joined the Japanese rescue group, he had no way out. His future was already the same as that of his master.
A general named Su Rui was linked together. If a Chinese fell into the hands of the Japanese, his crime would be nothing but death, but if he fell into the hands of his former compatriots, even death might be a luxury. Traitor
He has always been the most hated person by mankind, bar none.
Looking at the former compatriots rushing towards the position one after another in front, they were rushing towards themselves under the cover of Type 92 heavy machine guns and grenades. A trace of murderous intent flashed in Chongteng Jaga's eyes, and he walked quickly
The machine gunner of a Type 92 heavy machine gun that was shooting forward shouted loudly: "Aim at those grenade launchers. We must not let them blow up our firepower points again!"
"Hai!"
The young machine gunner gritted his teeth and kept firing, as if to sweep away the suffocation in his chest. He held the handle of the gun in both hands and kept pointing more than 300 meters ahead. He was lying on the ground and pointed at the grenade.
The two Japanese soldiers throwing artillery shells here were swept away.
Objectively speaking, the performance of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun can only be said to be a tragedy compared to the machine guns of other countries during World War II. The weight of 55.3 kilograms is already heavier than the heavy machine guns of almost all other countries in the world.
It's heavy, and what's even more deceiving is that this gun uses a bullet-protecting plate to feed ammunition, which makes the already slow rate of fire even slower.
However, the Type 92 heavy machine gun is not without its advantages. With a caliber of 7.7 mm, it is very powerful. And due to its slow rate of fire and large weight, its shooting accuracy is also among the best among similar machine guns. Therefore, it is among the best among several Type 92 heavy machine guns.
Under careful attention, the casualties of the 89th Regiment slowly increased, and the offensive slowly slowed down, and finally they had no choice but to retreat.
A captain watched the Japanese troops in front retreat, and couldn't help but happily said to Chongteng Jiahe: "Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, we have repelled another enemy attack. It seems that there is absolutely no problem in holding on until dawn!"
Chongteng Jiahe shook his head. "This is not necessarily true. This bridge is too important. Those lackeys of the chaebol will never give up just like that. We must be fully prepared. By the way. You have to take stock.
Are you outnumbered? We must have suffered a lot of losses in that fierce attack just now, right?"
The captain nodded: "Yes. In the attack just now, we lost at least more than 400 people. Now we only have a little more than one brigade, which is about 1,300 people."
"Yo Xi, our warriors are still fighting well. If we stick to this progress, there will be no problem at all until dawn!" Chongteng Jiahe pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the south bank of the Yangtze River, which was three or four hundred meters away.
He glanced at it and saw that it was still silent over there. Then he looked at the Japanese position on the other side that had been silent for a while. He swallowed back the words he originally wanted to say.
Seeing Chuteng Kaga's hesitation, the captain said to the side as if he knew what he was worried about: "Chief of Staff, if you are still worried about the battle situation, we might as well ask Commander Ishida for help and ask him
Send troops for reinforcements?"
"No!" Chongteng Jiahe shook his head, with a wry smile on his lips: "Forget it, your Excellency, the commander, will not send reinforcements." Chongteng Jiahe, who was born as a merchant, is so shrewd. He naturally understands Ishida Shota.
He dislikes his second-in-command who saved the country, and Chongteng Jiahe also works hard to flatter the big boss Suri on weekdays. But flattery is not something you can flatter if you want.
Since he surrendered to the Seventh Army, the people he has interacted with the most are only school-level officers. He has rarely seen officers above major generals, let alone Su Rui, the big boss. He has seen Su Rui during the entire rescue operation.
The only person in Rui is Ishida Shota, and this has become Ishida Shota's capital to show off on weekdays.
Zhongteng Jiahe has exhausted so many brain cells these days, racking his brains to meet Su Rui, but it is not easy. The rescuer usually builds houses or trains, and most of the time
Stationed in Chunyang, the chance of meeting Su Rui who was far away in Guangzhou became increasingly slim, which almost became a worry for Chongteng Jiahe.
In fact, in his heart, Chongteng Jiahe looked down on this superior soldier who was a Braku man. He always thought that this guy's ability to manage the army was only ten machine guns at most. As long as it exceeded ten machine guns, this guy would
I'm afraid he doesn't even know how many men and guns he has under his command. If he hadn't been managing the trivial matters below for him these days, the rescuer would have been in chaos.
Although I was very disdainful of this commander, as the saying goes, the higher the rank, the higher the rank. No matter how dissatisfied Chongteng Kaga was, he could only obey the orders when Shota Ishida issued a combat mission, otherwise Ishida would have done it on the spot.
He was shot for disobedience. Now the captain wants to ask Shota Ishida for help. Is this possible?
"That's all, let's fight to the death today!"
Chongteng Jiahe shook his head vigorously, put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and began to direct the soldiers to prepare for the Japanese counterattack on the opposite side...
Not to mention the preoccupied Chongteng Kaga, Ishida Shota on the south bank of the Min River was also observing the battle situation in the north of the Yangtze River through binoculars, watching the flying bullets flying on the bridge, and from time to time, missed shells fell on the river.
There was a huge splash of water on the ground, and a look of anxiety appeared on Shota Ishida's face. Although Jean, as a Braku man, did not have the opportunity to attend a professional military academy, he still learned some basic military routines after four or five years in the army.
You know, from the sound of gunfire, he can tell how fierce the fighting on the other side is.
"Should we send troops to reinforce Jiangbei?" Ishida kept hesitating in his heart.
Different from what Chongteng Jiahe imagined, Ishida is actually smarter than Chongteng Jiahe imagined. He understands better than anyone the truth about the death of lips and teeth. Although he dislikes Chongteng Jiahe, he understands this very well at this juncture.
The importance of Jiangbei guarded by Teng Jiahe to him is that if Jiangbei is lost, the Japanese troops on the opposite side will continue to rush towards him along the bridge. If Jiangnan also sends a force to attack him at this time, in order to
The troops in his hands at this time would definitely not last for half an hour.
"Your Excellency, Commander, should we send part of our troops to support Chief of Staff Chongteng?" At this time, a major standing next to Chongteng couldn't help but suggest to Shota Ishida.
"Reinforcement?" Shota Ishida hesitated for a moment, looked back behind him and then said in embarrassment, "But our troops here are only five squadrons and more than a thousand people. If we send more troops there, if there is an enemy in front to attack,
If so, what can we do to resist? And you also know that our army is not large in number, so if one of us dies, one will be missing."
At this point, both of them were silent. The sources of troops to save the Japanese army all came from the prisoners captured by the Seventh Army in previous battles. However, there were very few prisoners captured in the battle. Ishihara Shota worked hard and spent two years.
There were about three thousand people. If they were crippled because of this battle, Shota Ishihara would be heartbroken to death.
As Ishida Shota's official position grew bigger and bigger, he also understood a truth more and more. The bigger the official, the more helpless he was from his subordinates. As the saying goes, if a general does not have thousands of troops under his command, he will
A polished commander, and if he didn't have the three thousand subordinates who were converted from prisoners, he would be an empty commander at best. Therefore, he valued military power more and more. This was also the reason why he had feelings for Chongteng Kaga.
One of the reasons for hostility.
Therefore, now that he saw that Chongteng Jiahe was in a dangerous situation, his reason told him that he must save Chongteng Jiahe, but he was a little reluctant to lose the last force in his hand, so he was quite hesitant, but in the end, his reason took over.
Having the advantage, he still sent two squadrons of troops to Jiangbei.
ps: There was a power outage today, so I’m a little late posting this!