A panting soldier rushed up the stairs to the attic with a cold Type 96 light machine gun in his hand, and handed the machine gun to Yang Ling's hand.
Yang Ling had used the Type 96 light machine gun of the Japanese soldiers many times, so he took it over and mounted it on the west window of the attic.
Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were frightened by the gunshots and hiding outside the wall, Yang Ling sneered. If he were down there, he would definitely be helpless against these well-hidden Japanese soldiers, but now that he was condescending, then
They are destined to be unlucky.
The injured Japs were still lying in the rubble, wailing, with blood pouring from their mouths. Although the other hidden Japs soldiers were anxious, they could only watch their surroundings cautiously, still trying to determine where the gun just came from.
However, the gun only fired once, and they could not determine where the attack came from. They could only rely on their naked eyes to search the ruins, hoping to find the damn Chinese army that attacked them.
The gaze of a Japanese soldier passed over the mottled broken wall, passed through the alley filled with debris, and finally raised his head to look at the courtyard walls on both sides. Finally, his eyes stopped at the machine gun in the attic and the cold-faced Chinese soldier.
, can't move anymore.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-the Type 96 light machine gun rhythmically began to play the music of death, and the bouncing bullet casings fell crisply.
The Japanese soldiers hiding outside the wall became living targets. One by one, their bodies were torn apart by the whistling bullets. Blood was splashing and dyeing the wall red. Facing the rain of bullets, the Japanese soldiers screamed in despair, trying to escape.
, but there is nowhere to hide.
The condescending machine gun became a demon from hell, revealing its ferocious face, constantly spitting out tongues of fire, and its ballistic trajectories raked the lower part horizontally and vertically. Two magazines were used up, and an infantry detachment of Japanese soldiers had become a pile of rubble.
's corpse.
"Go downstairs and move the position!" Yang Ling threw the machine gun with a hot barrel to the soldier behind him with his mouth open, and turned around to go downstairs. The soldier looked at the corpse of the Japanese with his head smashed below, and it took him a long time to react.
The Japs were killed so easily?
The whole town was reduced to a mess, every street and every compound was filled with gunpowder smoke, gunfire crackled, mixed with the bombardment of Japanese grenades, black smoke rose, and the walls were covered with a
A bomb crater.
Yang Ling did not stay in the landlord's compound for long, because the Japanese had already begun to attack with grenade launchers, and the gate was blown to pieces. They could only die if they stayed here.
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Yang Ling, Lao Wangtou and the others began to climb over the wall and leave the courtyard to move their positions. In the courtyard not far away, company commander Li Tiezhu was leading five soldiers to turn guerrilla warfare into positional warfare.
They held on to the wall of a courtyard and used a machine gun to suppress the Japs at the corner. There were also two corpses of Japs soldiers lying in the corner. It was obvious that they had achieved good results.
"Damn, what a pleasure!" The soldier manipulating the machine gun shouted excitedly as he saw the Japanese being unable to lift his head as he kept pouring bullets towards the street corner.
Li Tiezhu cursed at the wall: "You loser! Save some bullets for me!"
It is very important to occupy the commanding heights in street fighting. Firstly, you can easily observe the enemy's situation, and secondly, you can suppress the enemy from a high position. However, the Japanese have grenade launchers and infantry guns, so the commanding heights become a dangerous place.
The excited machine gunner was changing magazines, and the Japanese machine gunner who had been suppressed and beaten also started firing. A series of bullets were fired directly onto the wall, causing debris to fly up on the wall. The carefree defender machine gunner wailed at the enemy.
Then he fell down and fell into the yard.
The bang startled Li Tiezhu. He looked around and saw that the machine gunner who was still alive and kicking just now was beaten into a sieve. His eyes suddenly turned red. He stepped forward to grab the machine gun and continue shooting. At this moment, two grenades clanged over the high wall.
It fell into the courtyard.
When a soldier saw the black grenade spinning down at his feet, he was immediately frightened and wanted to run, but his feet seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, his calves were weak, and he could not move away.
Boom! As fire and gunpowder smoke occasionally erupted, the soldier was blown half a meter high, and then hit the ground heavily, and his whole body was blown to pieces.
Li Tiezhu was knocked to the ground by the air wave coming from behind. He felt an excruciating pain in his back and his face was sticky. When he reached out and touched it, it turned out to be a piece of flesh with blood on it.
"Company Commander! The Japs have already rushed over!" The soldier who shot out of the window turned towards Li Tiezhu and roared. Just as Li Tiezhu was about to shout for retreat, the soldier who shouted had his neck broken by a bullet.
Li Tiezhu staggered to his feet and the other soldier turned around and ran towards the back door without caring about anything else.
Because they did not understand Yangling's guerrilla warfare thoroughly enough, Li Tiezhu and the others suffered a heavy loss. In just a few minutes, only two remnants of the guerrilla group were left with dusty faces.
Most of the training the defenders received was to fight on the frontal battlefield in a posture. They had never fought such guerrilla street fighting. Many guerrilla groups were disdainful of the tactics deployed by Yang Ling and suffered losses in the early stage. However, they soon learned the lessons of blood.
Zhong came to understand and began to rely on construction guerrillas.
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A Japanese three-man combat team was advancing alternately against the wall of the alley to cover their advance. There was fierce gunfire in the yard in front of them, and they were preparing to take the defender's retreat.
When they passed by a small door, there was a sudden clang, and the door panel was smashed directly towards them. A Japanese soldier was knocked to the ground before he could dodge.
The two Japanese soldiers at the back immediately pulled the bolts of their guns and fired. There were two gunshots, and the bullets hit the opposite wall and scattered smoke and dust. As soon as the gunshots fell, several defenders with swords in their hands rushed out of the door.
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Liu Yidao shouted loudly, and kicked away a Japanese soldier who was pulling the bolt of his gun. The tip of the knife with a cold light pierced into the heart of the Japanese soldier. The Japanese soldier screamed in pain, and Gugu's blood had already flowed from his eyes.
Squirted out of his mouth.
The other Japanese soldier didn't land well either. He was forced into a corner by three broadswords and chopped down with random blades. He turned into a headless corpse and fell to the ground crookedly.
There were crackling gunshots everywhere in the town. The defenders relied on the buildings as cover and continued to fire cold shots from the Japanese soldiers. Constant raids caused the casualties of the Japanese soldiers to increase sharply.
Lieutenant Yoshino, the leader of the Japanese squadron, frowned as he looked at the wounded who were being sent here one after another. When did the commander of the China Army become so powerful?
However, if they continued to fight like this, it was obvious that they would not be in a good position. Lieutenant Yoshino immediately ordered: "All combat groups withdraw from the battle." He planned to change his strategy and not engage in street fighting with the defenders, but instead applied for artillery support.
In just half an hour of fighting, the Japanese soldiers' attack on the town ended in failure. Instead, more than fifty people were killed, and many bodies could not be retrieved. Lieutenant Yoshino's face turned green and white, and he felt like he was being killed.