Hansen Raul took advantage of the time bought by the two assault teams and quickly moved forward with the fire support team.
Under the cover of darkness, a shooting position was established less than thirty meters away from the Japanese front line.
"Bo"
Finally, a Japanese grenade shooter fired flares into the air.
For a time, both the two assault teams led by Hu Yang and Guan Shijie, and the fire support team led by Hansen Raul were all exposed to the pale light.
You can even see the lieutenant officer of the Japanese team raising his sword and planning to shout the famous sentence,
"Toji gives"
Zhang Sixing, who was far behind the artillery team, could see all this clearly.
His mission was to stop the actions of Japanese machine guns, grenade launchers, and commanders.
The sound of "Puff" was lighter than spitting, and the gun body barely trembled under Zhang Sixing's control.
The command knife in the Japanese lieutenant's hand fell to the ground and he fell down without saying a word.
Then reload, then snipe.
Almost at the same time, the assault team he led began to approach the Japanese field fortifications.
"behind"
It was the commander of the artillery team who first noticed someone shooting from behind, but it was too late.
The infantry defense line facing the rear originally had only a dozen people, and half of them were divided to support the front, leaving few people at all.
Grenades fell from the sky, and the five people in the first attack group fired repeatedly from the box cannon in their hands as they marched.
Another detachment that was covering behind them threw five grenades, five grenades at a time.
"Boom boom boom boom boom"
Grenades continued to explode in and around the field fortifications, leaving them no chance to parry.
The commandos behind them only moved forward less than a dozen steps before they ran out of bullets, and those who attacked first fell to the ground.
The Japanese soldiers in the field fortifications had just taken a breath and only had time to look outside and saw another attack group.
The box cannon in his hand was spraying bullets angrily, and five more grenades were thrown near the field fortifications.
At this time, the commander of the Japanese gunner team was confused. The rear was only about twenty meters away from them.
But the troops in front were completely unable to fight back because of the opponent's brutal fighting style.
The most disgusting thing is that the flares in the sky gave the other party complete light.
And that sharpshooter who was hiding somewhere was still silently taking the lives of the commanders, machine gunners and gunners.
"Shoot, that side."
Finally, the command knife in his hand pointed forward, where was the fire team led by Hansen Raul. This officer of the infantry and artillery team was still a person who knew the general situation.
It's a pity that his behavior was too outrageous. An officer who doesn't hide is not an officer who can survive.
No matter what others think, Zhang Sixing thinks so.
A "poof" shot killed him.
The commandos on the rear front successfully approached the infantry field fortifications and only waited for the last grenade to explode before rushing into the bunker.
Suddenly, the combat team behind threw five grenades again.
This fits...what the hell...
"Lie down... lie down..."
The first sentence Zhang Sixing yelled in the whole battle.
Unfortunately, everyone's ears were still buzzing from the explosion of the five grenades in front, so no one heard it.
Five exploding fireballs rose up in succession, and the entire attack team in front was engulfed by the sudden explosion of fire.
The people in the attack team behind were all stunned, and they all stood there like target targets.
In fact, this is not their fault. This kind of team-level cooperation must go through long-term training and running-in. It is not strange for problems to occur in a rush.
"Follow me, rush with me, fast, fast, fast..."
With a sniper rifle on his back, Zhang Sixing, who had no choice but to move forward quickly, led the remaining five people and quickly approached the Japanese field fortifications.
He threw a grenade into the fortification and shouted,
"Grenade"
As dust and fire spewed out from the field fortifications, a burst of tragic screams came from the field fortifications.
Holding back the discomfort caused by the smell of gunpowder smoke, Zhang Sixing led five people to quickly clean up the remaining soldiers.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah"
The box artillery fired continuously and quickly cleared the infantry in the field fortifications.
By this time, the battlefield was completely in disarray, and some of the Japanese soldiers who had been surprised had jumped out of the trenches to try to escape.
The reason is very simple. If you shoot with a 38-meter rifle and a box gun in a trench, you are looking for death.
The main trenches of the Japanese infantry in front have been completely suppressed from the top of the field fortifications by the fire team led by Hansen Raul.
Behind, the box cannon shot out long tongues of flame in the darkness.
The twenty-two gunners of the artillery squad, which had almost no infantry equipment, were all wiped out in an instant, without even having time to fire a single shot.
Arriving near the artillery squad, he leaned against the pile of empty shell casings and replaced his sniper rifle, trying his best to calm his breathing.
"Sir...!"
The leader of the attack team behind was crying,
"You're crying. You'll have plenty of time to cry after the battle. Hurry up and clear the trenches of the Japanese."
The vice-captain wiped his tears with his sleeve, responded and led the five people into the night.
At this time, fierce fighting sounds rang out from a relatively complete group of buildings a few hundred meters away.
The sound of flower machine guns (MP18), the firing of box cannons, and the sounds of some European and American miscellaneous weapons rang together.
Could it be Guo...
Raising his sniper check, Zhang Sixing began to clear away the Japanese soldiers who posed a threat to his own people.
Then I thought of the five soldiers who were accidentally injured.
If only they could receive a few more hours, even ten minutes of training.
Maybe I can be more rude and use my battlefield experience...
There are no possibilities in war, only life and death, victory or defeat.
Trying not to think about the five soldiers who had just been killed by his own people, he steadily raised his sniper rifle and knocked down every Japanese soldier he could see to the ground.
Silent killings were intertwined with the crisp box-cannon attacks in the trenches and the roar of exploding grenades.
The remaining battle lasted only a few minutes. The fire support team led by Hansen Raul and Li Jixian retreated to the place where they first started the "duck chorus".
Hu Yang and Guan Shijie led their men and appeared near Zhang Sixing.
The former was followed by four, while the latter was followed by only two.
On the contrary, all five of the people he sent came back.
Everyone looked at each other with no interest in talking.
Zhang Sixing was a little numb now. Originally, he not only wanted to take back the two intact 92 infantry guns in front of him.
I even want to clean up the nearby battlefield and bring back as many guns and ammunition as possible.
But right now...
I felt a little regretful that I shouldn't have gone directly to the artillerymen of the Death Cannon Squad. They didn't have any rifle weapons, or...
But now is not the time to regret, he hurriedly ordered,
"Don't just stand there stupidly. Ask Li Jixian to lead a team over to pack up the equipment and clean the battlefield. Hit up a carriage and take away the two cannons. They should all change into Japanese military uniforms. You have fifteen minutes."
This time, no one questioned his order. Everyone knew that the losses in this battle were not small, but it was definitely not Zhang Sixing's fault.
The Japanese didn't want to take care of them at this time. After the mixed barracks started here, they launched a breakout battle.
There was a lively fighting over there, and without the help of mountain artillery, we had seized a section of field fortifications in advance, hoping that the mixed barracks could successfully break through the encirclement.
Just when he was thinking, he suddenly saw some figures running quietly along the river.
They didn't look like soldiers. Although they were careful, their movements were more like thieves running through houses and ridges.
But the group of people behind them looked like soldiers.
Could it be that the traitors came here with the Japanese?