Chapter two hundred and ninety first approaching the city
In the dark night, Xie Jinyuan followed all the soldiers and bravely rushed towards the artillery position of the Chongteng Brigade with rifles in their hands. The remaining artillerymen, who had long been frightened by those strange weapons, had no will to resist.
Facing the people rushing towards them screaming from the darkness, they offered no resistance at all. After all, they were artillerymen and had almost no decent resistance to those who rushed towards them.
While running among the crowd, I saw searchlights lighting up in the Japanese barracks.
This made the charging soldiers feel numb. Even if they had some confidence in defeating a large group, facing the large number of infantry in the barracks, could they really pounce on them and fight for their bayonets?
Even though the five tanks were still at the front, it was a Japanese military camp there. How could they just barge in like this?
As one of the first troops to attack the Japanese on the entire Songhu battlefield, they knew very well how strong the Japanese defense line was.
It's a pity that no one slowed down, because the five tanks in the van continued to move forward.
Sure enough, the infantry camp, which had just been frightened by the artillery fire that attacked the artillery position, had recovered by now, and the searchlight that was first turned on was turning around.
After all, it was only after eight o'clock at the moment, and not only because of the battle, but also the infantry who had no combat missions had not rested yet.
Therefore, as soon as the explosion started, the flashlight light was already on in the infantry camp. At this time, the Japanese barracks sounded the alarm and the officers blew the whistle for emergency gathering.
In a few dozen seconds, really only a few dozen seconds, the square formations in small teams quickly assembled.
Not only that, the machine guns on duty placed near the infantry barracks were roaring at this time.
The machine gunners who saw the encounter at the artillery position turned towards the black figure running towards the camp and pulled the trigger regardless.
But what impressed the Japanese soldiers was that although those who were attacking the artillery positions were wailing everywhere, they did not fight back and just kept rushing towards the artillery positions.
Unfortunately, those who were beaten and screaming were none other than the infantry brigade that had just been defeated.
They really want to tell those shooting machine guns that I am one of their own.
Unfortunately, in this dark night battlefield, this is simply impossible.
However, at this time, the tanks behind them were chasing, driving, and crushing the broken soldiers, and the men charging behind them with bayonets pointed out did not give the broken soldiers a chance to stop, breathe, and think.
The retreating Japanese soldiers could not stop at all, and they did not dare to stop at all. No one wanted to be destroyed by that one shot, which covered more than 900 square meters under the shelling.
At this moment, the searchlight that was hastily turned on finally shone on the crowd that was still rushing towards the military camp and fell in pieces under machine gun fire.
When the bright searchlight searched, there were large khaki black shadows.
The machine gunner who was shooting was stunned. Why the hell were all his own people fallen? Under a burst of machine gun fire, all his own people died.
"Baga Yalu, are all these guys crazy?"
A panic welled up in my heart. After killing so many of my own people, would I be shot?
However, before they could understand, "Boom, boom, boom... da da da da..."
The tank guns on the five tanks suddenly roared, and then the three machine guns on the tanks also fired at the Japanese rear camp.
The torrent of bullets passed low over the heads of the defeated soldiers, and fell together with the artillery shells on the simple defense line outside the infantry camp.
Amidst the explosion, the bunker built with heavy heavy machine guns and sandbags seemed to have been lifted open, and the machine guns and human bodies were flying around.
But before the sound of artillery fell, the sound of grenade fire suddenly came from the continuous sound of machine guns.
That was really the sound of grenade fire. How could they be so powerful?
The other party seemed to want to prove to them that it was really a grenade, and it was really an explosion from a grenade that covered 900 square meters. It made a "boom" sound behind the chasing crowd.
The sound was so shocking that it was clearly the sound of a grenade.
But those with sharp ears will realize that the sound is not the sound of a grenade.
However, no matter how hard you try to tell the difference, it's too late.
"Boom boom..."
Thirty grenades exploded together, creating a large area of death. Almost everyone within a 900-square-meter area was killed at the same time.
Then dozens of grenades, trailing bright tail flames in the dark night, plunged into the Japanese infantry camp and exploded into pieces.
The defeated soldiers were extremely shocked and changed their direction.
I originally thought that I would be protected by my compatriots by escaping into the barracks, but now I realize that those guys behind are here to kill. Is there any faster way to kill people than to cover the barracks and kill people?
As the broken soldiers turned around, the infantry following the tanks also turned around. Their real target was the artillery position.
If it had been suppressed and attacked by the artillery of Chongteng Brigade, the Sixings Warehouse would definitely not be able to defend.
Although the infantry did not attack the Japanese infantry camp, the tanks, the machine guns on the tanks, and the various artillery fire behind them all used their maximum rate of fire to attack the Japanese barracks.
The night sky was illuminated by the flash of explosions, and every explosion of the "Crazy Bullet" made the ground tremble.
Thirty neatly arranged grenade launchers cover hundreds of square meters with each explosion.
After just a few volleys, the entire Japanese military camp was completely destroyed.
They began to run desperately outside the camp. As long as they stayed away from those terrible artillery fires, they would be safe.
Japan is not wrong about this. After all, they are all homemade weapons with a range of only a few hundred meters.
They didn't even receive the fourth volley and were already out of the range of the artillery fire.
Except for the tanks' cannon fire and the machine guns chasing their figures, all other artillery fire stopped.
At this time, Xie Jinyuan had already rushed to the artillery position, holding a rifle and chasing possible black figures with bullets.
The soldiers behind them stuffed grenades directly into the cannon, completely destroying the cannon. There were also a large group of soldiers carrying boxes of shells. They could carry as many boxes as they could, there was always room for them.
Zhang Sixing, who was driving a tank, looked at everything. The only thing he regretted in his heart was that those rocket launchers should have been made into rocket launchers like Li Youtian's grenade cluster launcher.
There is no weapon more suitable for killing infantry than this.
If today's night attack had included two or three twelve-barreled rocket launchers, it would have achieved greater results.
After firing only five shots, Zhang Sixing and others turned around and retreated.
After all, this place is 800 meters away from Sihang Warehouse at this moment, and there is a possibility of retaliation from Japanese large-caliber artillery at any time.
Moreover, this artillery attack is a Japanese barracks. How big can a barracks be? It covers 300 meters at a time. Calculating with a reloading time of ten seconds, it is a covering attack of 1,800 square meters in one minute.
Unless everyone in the barracks lives in sturdy housing, such an attack would be fatal.