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The Japanese combat teams launched tentative attacks on the village from different directions. Every time they encountered counterattack from the brothers, they turned around and retreated.
"What do the devils want to do?"
Watching the little devil tossing back and forth as if it was a play thing, the brothers guarding the village were puzzled.
If the Japs really launched an attack, they would not be afraid of the little Japs, so they would risk their lives at worst.
However, the little devil is now attacking so continuously and disappearing with one blow, which makes the brothers confused.
"It should be the little Japs who are testing the strength of our defenses and looking for a breakthrough." A platoon leader guessed after thinking for a while.
"Damn, you kid is so insidious." When the platoon leader said this, the brothers all yelled.
"No, even if the little devil tried to test our defense loopholes, he would have already discovered them, but now he is still struggling." The second company commander shook his head, feeling that things were not that simple.
Everyone is frowning. On this ever-changing battlefield, any small negligence may be fatal.
The Japs are extremely vicious and cunning. If you are fighting against the Japs, you have to be very alert, otherwise you will not know how you will die. Brothers all understand these principles.
Now the little Japs keep coming up and then retreating without fighting. The back and forth has made the brothers extremely annoyed.
Before the brothers could figure it out, the observation post sounded feebly again: "The Japanese are here again."
This was already the fifteenth tentative attack by the Japs. Although the Japs were not many in number, the brothers still did not dare to be careless.
"Get to your positions and prepare to fight!"
The brothers cursed and entered their respective positions again, preparing to face these little devils who were approaching again.
"Do you have any bullets? Give me a few rounds. I only have one left."
The brothers have been fighting for such a long time, and although some were captured along the way, by now, there is not much ammunition left.
"Why do you ask for it every time? I don't have any anymore. There are only three left." Another brother couldn't help complaining.
"Look at how stingy you are, it's not like I haven't paid you back." This brother pouted and turned to look at the brother on the other side.
"Brother, if you still have any bullets, give me two rounds and I'll return them to you later."
Another brother also smiled wryly and shrugged: "I only have one bullet left, but I still have one grenade left. It's just damp, so I don't know if it will explode."
Seeing that the brothers on both sides were out of bullets, the brother thought for a moment, pulled out the bayonet from the bayonet scabbard at his waist, and hung up his gun.
"Why are you hanging your bayonet?"
The blacksmith, commander of the first battalion, heard that the Japanese were coming up again, so he came up to direct the battle. He happened to see this brother attaching a bayonet to his rifle, and he was very confused.
Although the bayonet is indispensable in close combat, if the bayonet is attached to shoot, it will greatly affect the shooting accuracy.
Therefore, brothers generally do not hang bayonets when shooting at long range, and only temporarily hang bayonets when charging in close combat.
The Japanese were still far away, so when he saw this brother hanging his bayonet, the blacksmith naturally wanted to ask for more information.
"Sir, I only have one bullet left, so I can only hang my bayonet and wait for the Japanese to come up and fight with the bayonet." This brother told the truth.
"You idiot, you don't know how to ask the brother next to you if you run out of bullets." Seeing this brother, the blacksmith couldn't help but cursed.
The brother replied with aggrieved face: "Batalion Commander, it's not that I don't want to borrow it, they don't have it either."
The blacksmith didn't believe it. He turned to look at the brothers around him and asked, "Who has extra bullets?"
These brothers all shook their heads.
"Sir, I only have one shot left.
"Sir, I only have two melon grenades left."
...
The blacksmith didn't know, but he was shocked when he asked. He didn't expect that the brothers were out of bullets.
"Not everyone fired more than ten bullets just now. How come they were all gone so quickly?" the blacksmith asked with a dark face.
"Batalion Commander, the little devils are coming up one after another, and they are all gone before you know it." A brother answered.
Hearing this, the blacksmith, the commander of the first battalion, was also shocked. Looking at the little Japs pulling the skirmishers in the distance, he finally understood.
"Everyone, stop shooting!" the blacksmith loudly ordered to the brothers.
"Batalion Commander, what's wrong?" A company commander was puzzled when he saw that the blacksmith, the battalion commander, was about to let the Japanese come over.
The blacksmith, the commander of the first battalion, said solemnly: "Do you know why the Japanese take turns attacking us, but then leave at the first touch?"
The brothers around him shook their heads in confusion.
"They want to consume our bullets. Once we run out of ammunition, they will take us down without any effort." The blacksmith expressed his guess.
After hearing this, the brothers suddenly realized that they broke into a cold sweat. They had been tricked by the Japanese without knowing it.
"Grandma, I said this little devil has been testing. His feelings are trying to consume our ammunition."
"Damn, the little devil is so insidious!" The brothers all cursed at the little devil.
"Batalion Commander, what should we do now?"
Now that the ammunition of the brothers has been exhausted, they all turned to the battalion commander blacksmith for help.
The battalion commander blacksmith said coldly: "Leave a few brothers who are good at shooting to confuse the Japanese. The rest of the brothers should not shoot and let the Japanese come over!"
"yes!"
The brothers immediately sent messages to each other and passed on the blacksmith's order.
This time, the little Japs who came with the skirmisher line were also a small team, and they quickly entered the shooting range of the brothers.
But this time, the brothers didn't shoot any more. Only the brothers in the sniper team were shooting at the little devils.
The Japanese soldiers held the line of skirmishers. Although they could reduce the casualties caused by intensive firepower, they could not stop the snipers with high shooting accuracy.
"puff!"
The brothers in the sniper team all fired slowly and calmly. With a dull gunshot, a Japanese soldier's head was blown open, and red and white splattered everywhere.
"good!"
"Well played!"
The other brothers who did not shoot saw the Japs getting headshots, and they all cheered loudly. This undoubtedly gave great encouragement to the brothers in the sniper team.
"boom!"
The dull sound of gunfire rang out again, followed by a Japanese soldier in the distance who once again fell to the ground and struggled for two times without moving.
Under the continuous fire of the sniper team, the Japanese advanced only a few dozen meters, and more than ten people fell down.
At this distance before, the defenders had already fired, and now there were only sporadic gunshots, which made the Japanese soldiers who attacked this time feel a lot more courageous.
"The Chinese are out of ammunition, charge!"
The Japs' squad leader was ordered to consume the defenders' bullets, but now he had judged that the enemy was running out of ammunition, and immediately ordered a feint attack into a strong attack.
After all, the little devils also hope to make achievements. Seeing the opportunity to rush in and eliminate the guerrillas, how can they resist the temptation?
After the Japanese squad leader gave the order, these Japanese soldiers hesitated for a moment and then rushed forward, but they did not dare to let go and were still ready to retreat at any time.
However, after rushing out for tens of meters, the defenders still did not fire, and only made sporadic attacks. This undoubtedly made them fearful, and they rushed forward with howls.
The Japanese squad leader has even begun to imagine that his squad will be the hero in wiping out this guerrilla force and receive cheers.