The battle to clean up the remaining Japanese troops upstairs was carried out in a completely new way that the Japanese had never seen before.
Hu Yang was walking in front, Zhang Sixing held his shoulder with one hand, and with the other hand he was holding the box cannon with the wooden box, pointing to his side.
Arriving in front of a door, Hu Yang raised his fist and Zhang Sixing stopped.
He pointed two fingers in front of his eyes and made a gesture to Zhang Xingsi to throw the grenade.
He quickly ducked at the door to observe, and then raised four fingers.
Inside, a Japanese Marine soldier fired a shot on the door frame.
"Grenade"
With a greeting, Zhang Sixing threw the flaming grenade into the house.
"Boom"
There was a groan from the explosion, and Hu Yang subconsciously held the box of cannon and was about to break into the house, but Zhang Sixing grabbed him by the shoulder and threw him aside.
A "bang" shot was fired from the house and hit the wall outside the door.
Hu Yang, who didn't understand at first, looked at the deep hole made by the bullet on the wall and couldn't help but stick out his tongue.
Obediently, he held the box of cannons and put one on Zhang Sixing's shoulder to watch his actions.
As usual, Zhang Sixing first raised his fist to signal him to stop advancing.
Then he suddenly poked his head into the house from the door frame and took a clear look at the situation inside the house.
There were three Japanese soldiers in the house, two of them had been knocked over by the previous grenade, and the remaining two fell to the ground, pointing their rifles at the door and firing continuously.
"Bang"
A shot was fired, and then another shot. One of the two Japanese soldiers loaded the gun, and the other fired. They cooperated in a tacit understanding.
Taking out a grenade, Zhang Sixing held the fire and counted silently for two seconds before throwing it towards the roof of the house.
"boom"
Air-explosion grenades have no blind spots at all. Although Gong-style grenades have few fragments, they are within the absolute killing range in small indoor spaces.
Zhang Sixing, who rushed in with a gun in hand, shot four Japanese soldiers without hesitation, hitting them all near the nose.
Hu Yang, who was holding a gun in his hand, also followed in. Zhang Sixing's lightning-fast speed still left him speechless.
"If you slap your nose from the front, you will be paralyzed even if you don't die. I understand."
Hu Yang nodded, not understanding that there was a cerebellum behind the nose. If one shot cut off the nerves connecting the spine, the whole body would be paralyzed.
But Zhang Sixing told him to hit there, so hit there.
Hu Yang had never thought about cleaning a room. There were so many details from formation to combat:
If the brothers would attack silently like this when the war started and knew how to form such a formation, how many brothers would be killed?
Facing the future era and tempered by German paratrooper combat training, the Japanese Marine Corps was quickly defeated by this new room-clearing tactic.
They abandoned this building, jumped from the windows one after another, and ran to the other two buildings to continue holding on.
After cleaning up the building, Zhang Sixing quickly received reinforcements from the Sixing Warehouse, and it was an acquaintance who came.
Looking at the soldiers carrying medium-sized rifles on their backs, Zhang Sixing curled his lips in disgust.
In street fighting, no gun is as useful as a submachine gun, and the next best thing is a box cannon. It would be best if you could get Bobosha, but it is a pity that Bobosha will not appear until 41 years.
"Brother Zhang, Tuan Zuo asked me to bring my men down to help you... Don't blame Tuan Zuo for what happened on the battlefield..."
This is not the time to talk about these things. I patted him on the shoulder and Zhang Sixing yelled at him,
"Don't talk nonsense. My people will lead them. Your people will follow them in pairs. The others will go upstairs to suppress the Japanese firepower."
"this……"
Captain Tao was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why he wanted the soldiers of his 88th Division to follow those useless soldiers.
Even if there are a few people wearing M35 helmets, the symbols are from the 87th Division, how much better than those from the 88th Division.
At this time, the German weapon master had no research on street fighting at all. After all, there were not that many modern cities in the country.
More importantly, if you can get promoted by relying on favors and connections, why bother studying tactics?
In terms of discipline (law) and fairness, which are the fundamental principles of a powerful country, Yan'an's attitude was completely different from that of Jinling at that time.
When Hu Yang saw this scene, he knew that Zhang Sixing's straightforward German thinking would not be liked by the people of the 88th Division.
He was busy trying to smooth things over,
"Sir, why don't we clean up in front and let them follow and watch, probably a few times..."
He couldn't continue talking at this point. He knew that what he said was for the sake of the Eighty-eighth Division, especially the face of Captain Tao.
"Bah, face can't be used as food, and it can't stop bullets on the battlefield. It's bullshit."
As Zhang Sixing spoke, Captain Tao suddenly remembered that he had sent two veterans to be the vanguard to break out of the encirclement. He immediately put aside what he was thinking, turned around and shouted to the team behind him,
"The squad leader came out and followed these brothers. The others followed me upstairs and suppressed the other two buildings."
Hu Yang watched Captain Tao leading his soldiers up the stairs and wondered how he could understand things so quickly.
"Take them and clean the building next door. Remember what I taught you and do it yourself this time."
"yes"
Hu Yang answered the order loudly, and Guan Shijie, a bearded man, waved the box cannon and said nonchalantly,
"Haha, I didn't expect that a German weapon master would one day have the same military skills as us. You should watch carefully with your eyes wide open. I will teach you how to clear buildings."
Zhang Sixing could only glare at him fiercely, but there was nothing he could do about it. This bearded guy didn't come from a very good background, but he knew a lot about fighting and was born to lead soldiers.
With the soldiers of the 88th Division joining in, the other two buildings could be cleared faster.
The squad leaders of the Eighty-Eighth Division had obviously experienced the game of German education and the test of war. Soon they learned the tricks of cleaning a room from Zhang Sixing and his commando team.
When I came back and talked to Company Commander Tao, the latter obediently took the box cannons from the platoon leaders and distributed them to them, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to let them practice.
The Japanese Marine Corps, whose combat capability was much inferior to that of the Army, retreated from the battlefield.
Company Commander Tao followed Zhang Sixing's orders to clean up the battlefield. In addition to weapons and ammunition, he also collected more than a hundred Japanese helmets and a large number of bullet casings.
No one knew the purpose of collecting these things. Everyone knew that it was Zhang Sixing's order, so they didn't think about the reason. They just hung a series of helmets on the guns and took them back.
The rescued people from the miscellaneous barracks chatted and laughed happily one by one, and then formed a long and irregular queue. Under the leadership of deputy battalion commander Luo Mingyang, they bravely rushed to the Sihang Warehouse.
Not seeing the old smoker Li Youtian, Zhang Sixing was still a little puzzled:
That old veteran shouldn't be beaten to death so easily.
Sure enough, soon I saw him holding his notebook with names sketched out one by one.
Beside him, military doctors were busy determining the life and death of the wounded.
When Zhang Sixing saw that the military doctor was just leaning on the wounded man's chest to listen and then straightened up, he couldn't help but get angry:
This is really about saving people, but this is just looking down on human life.