It was a trouble. Sakata's method made it impossible for him to attack the first wave of his troops, and the subsequent troops came to form a fire suppression, leaving him unable to fight back and letting them control them.
Then, under cover of fire, troops from two squadrons rushed forward to fight with him with bayonets.
This Sakata really figured out his own side, and knew that his shooting skills were not as good as his, and his stabbing skills were not as good as his, so he wanted to use this method to deal with himself.
To defeat his sharp attack, the key is to prevent the two forces from converging. Once they do, he will not be able to defend the bathhouse, nor can he block the side of the Dunwu Temple. It is even possible that he can do it by himself.
The entire battalion has to lose this today.
"Batalion Commander, do you have an idea about how to fight?" Hu Yong shouted again from the side. Zhou Weiguo, who was interrupted from his meditation, looked up. Hu Yong's face clearly showed a trace of panic, and as he watched
Around him, Zhou Jin also began to lift his rifle and put a bayonet on it, and it seemed that he was preparing to fight the Japanese army.
"Zhou Tong" Zhou Weiguo shouted. Zhou Tong, the machine gun company commander covered in mud and water, bent over and came to Zhou Weiguo and said loudly with red eyes; "Here."
Zhou Weiguo pointed at the approaching Japanese squadron; "Let the heavy machine guns and mortars blockade the approaching squadron. They must not be allowed to come over."
Zhou Tong took the order and turned around to leave. Zhou Weiguo ignored the thin figure and pulled Hu Yong, whose clothes were dripping next to him. "Gather the grenades in your company and gather the soldiers who can throw the grenades fifty meters away."
stand up."
"Got it." Hu Yong shouted, stepping on the muddy muddy water and crawling away.
With less than a pack of cigarettes, Hu Yong and his men arrived in front of Zhou Weiguo: "Batalion Commander, everyone is here."
Zhou Weiguo took a look and saw about thirty people holding grenades in their hands and running over quickly with their buttocks raised.
After a pause, Zhou Weiguo grabbed dirt from the ground and rubbed it on his face, making himself look like the dirt around him. Then he stuck his head out and observed the Japanese soldiers who had just been suppressed on the ground.
There was nothing we could do. The Japanese army was very good at shooting. If they poked their heads in without disguise, they would die.
"At eleven o'clock, throw all your grenades with all your strength." Zhou Weiguo quickly retracted his neck and ordered while saying to Hu Yong beside him; "There is a machine gun with a crooked handle at you at one o'clock. Shoot it out and I will shoot twelve."
The machine gunner who points in the direction must be fast."
As he spoke, Zhou Weiguo loaded his rifle with bullets and looked at the soldiers around him who were preparing to drop bombs; "I counted one, two, three, and pulled them out and threw them out."
The cap of the wooden-handled grenade was quickly thrown to the floor. Seeing that the soldiers were ready, Zhou Weiguo took a deep breath and closed his eyes to calm himself down. Then he looked at the turbid rainwater flowing down the opposite side of the trench and shouted: "One, two, three, throw it."
When the voice fell, Zhou Weiguo turned around and raised his head, raised his rifle and shot down the Japanese machine gunner. Hu Yong also used his gun to kill another one. When the other soldiers saw this, they immediately threw the grenades out.
Boom boom boom... boom boom...
After the explosion, the Japanese troops waiting for reinforcements from behind could not stop the grenade attack and ran back. Zhou Weiguo politely asked the machine gunner to give them a lift.
"Baga." Seeing that his hard-fought victory failed again, Sakata stretched out his hand to wipe the rain off his cheeks and looked at the enemy position opposite with a trembling look.
That face became extremely cold.
"Your Excellency, Captain, the enemy's artillery fire is fierce. Do we need to ask for artillery support from the regiment?" A squadron leader next to him looked at the soldiers who were shot down, stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
A brigade with more than a thousand people cannot defeat an opponent's battalion. This is already a shame. Now that I am asked to ask for artillery reinforcements from the regiment, I really feel that I am not embarrassed enough.
I don't know whether it was because the squadron was angry, or because it was a cold day, but Sakata's face became even whiter, and he looked at the squadron leader in front of him with a cold look like a blank piece of paper.
The squadron leader was so frightened that he stepped back and took off his green military uniform, only revealing his pure white shirt. He took out a piece of cloth with a red circle mark and the words "Must Win" written on it from his pocket, wrapped it around his head and pulled out the command knife.
; "My subordinate personally serves as the captain of the death squad and must seize the enemy's positions and clear the way for our army."
In the muddy trench, Zhou Weiguo sat casually in the water and let anyone enter his butt.
"Battal Commander, the Japanese troops are coming up again. They are different from just now. Have they been replaced?" The observer on the side yelled. Zhou Weiguo held down the brim of his general's hat and rolled it back behind his neck. He raised the telescope with his hand.
He dug out the muddy soil with his hands and looked outside.
There were more than forty people wearing white shirts and white cloths wrapped around their heads. Zhou Weiguo's face darkened and he asked the soldiers to go into battle.
When Zhou Jin heard Zhou Weiguo's urgent and even nervous voice, he asked in confusion, "Batalion Commander, what's wrong?"
"Death squads, these people are already desperate for their lives." He pointed at the group of Japanese soldiers who came up with their chests stopped, and looked at the Japanese soldiers following them: "To put it simply, they are a shield to die.
The Japanese troops behind us are the offensive force."
After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, he looked at the Japanese death squads who were already running this way and shouted: "At the machine gun position, aim at the man in white. Hit him."
Chug tug tug... tug tug...
The machine gun began to fire, but its accuracy really made Zhou Weiguo want to curse. He walked up to a machine gunner and pulled it away; "What did you hit? They all hit the ground."
Chuchu...chu...
Zhou Weiguo personally took over the machine gun and started firing. Every time he fired, the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.
The ammunition in a magazine was quickly used up, and the ammunition hand on the side immediately replaced the ammunition.
Boom...boom...
The Japanese artillery suppressed the position with fire. However, Zhou Weiguo ignored Zhou Jin who was reminding him to avoid.
He understood that if he didn't kill this group of people, the Japanese troops would come up behind him.
"Oh my mother. I'm going to fuck your grandma's little devil." The shouts not far away made Zhou Weiguo look back. A machine gun position was hit by a cannonball. In an instant, five or six soldiers were lying on the ground. Among them
Two or three of them fell to the ground and wailed. One of them must have broken his leg and was yelling curses.
A health soldier not far away carried a medical bag and came to a few wounded soldiers to check their wounds. He looked at the other few people. He thought they were seriously injured and ignored them. Instead, he went directly to the soldier rolling on the ground.
He shouted in front of him: "Two people come and hold him down."
