The first thousand two hundred and fifteen chapters lure the enemy
"Teng Teng Teng——"
The Japanese's Type 92 heavy machine gun howled, and the scarlet bullets swept towards the brothers with a sharp whistling sound.
"Hidden! Hidden!"
Hearing the distinctive howl of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun, the faces of the squad and platoon leaders all changed, and they hurriedly retracted their bodies behind the shallow pits and ruins.
To resist the enemy's heavy machine gun bullets with your flesh and blood body is definitely to seek death, so the brothers all fled in panic.
"Puff puff!"
The ballistic trajectory of the Type 92 heavy machine gun plowed through the ruins. The rubble and gravel on the ruins were scattered like exploding beans, and plumes of smoke also rose up. The power was astonishing. If anyone was hit, they would be killed or injured.
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The brothers lacked heavy firepower. Faced with the heavy machine gun suppression of the Japs, they did not dare to raise their heads. If they raised their heads, their heads would be blown off.
This time, the little Jaap had gathered his strength to eliminate the guerrillas in the city in one go. It was not enough to move the heavy machine guns to the front line. On the defensive side of the brothers, a full six light machine guns also started to tremble.
The light and heavy machine guns fired in the direction of the brothers. It was really an overwhelming rain of bullets, and the dense gunfire intertwined into one, and the brothers' eardrums were shaken to the point of being pierced.
"Boom! Boom!"
The Japanese's light and heavy machine guns were not enough, and their grenadiers were not idle either. The grenades flew over one after another and landed behind the broken wall. The broken wall collapsed, leaving a big crater in the ruins...
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In just the blink of an eye, the position where the brothers were located was enveloped by rain of bullets and gunpowder smoke. The brothers huddled behind the bunker, facing the sweeping air waves, scorching fragments, and splashing gravel and rubble, let alone raising their heads.
They fought back and were so pressed that they couldn't move at all.
"Kill Gai Gai!"
Seeing the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps being severely suppressed, the commander of the first echelon of the Japanese attack held up a bastard box in his hand and told the infantry to start attacking.
After receiving the order, these Japanese infantrymen who were lying on the ground immediately jumped up from the ground like rabbits, and then flew towards the direction of their brothers.
"The devil is coming, what should I do?"
Some brothers looked through the cracks in the sandbags and saw many figures rushing towards them in the smoke. They hurriedly shouted to the platoon leader who was pressed in the crater.
"Prepare grenades, throw them and retreat!"
The enemy's firepower was unbelievably fierce. They originally wanted to fight with the little enemy, but now it seemed that it was no longer possible. They could only put up a token resistance and then retreat according to the planned plan.
The brothers all took out the captured Japanese melon grenades one after another, and some brothers took out hand grenades made of clay.
Compared with the Japanese melon grenade, the homemade grenade is much less powerful because of the gunpowder, but the brothers also have a way, that is, several grenades are directly tied together to make a cluster grenade, and the quality is not enough to make up the quantity.
When the Japanese infantry rushed to only a few dozen meters away from the brothers' bunker, although the Japanese heavy machine guns behind them were still firing, they had scruples and did not dare to attack randomly.
The Japanese's light machine guns stopped firing and followed closely behind the infantry, preparing to provide fire support.
"Throw!"
Seeing that the Japs had advanced to a distance of thirty or forty meters, the platoon leader gave an order, and melon grenades and cluster grenades were thrown out from behind the bunker.
The brothers have already mastered the unique skill of dropping bombs during training. Dropping bombs from a distance of thirty or forty meters is a piece of cake.
The Japanese infantry were charging forward, and the bunker blocked their sight, preventing them from seeing the guerrilla brothers hiding behind. Faced with the large number of grenades and hand grenades that were suddenly thrown out, they could see clearly.
"It's a grenade! Hurry and take cover!"
When he saw so many grenades and cluster grenades flying towards them, the excited Jaap squad leader immediately changed his face and quickly threw himself to the left, a standard dodge action.
"Rumble, rumble—"
Although the reaction speed of the Japanese soldiers was really not slow, they all quickly found cover and lay down.
But Naihe threw too many grenades. As the grenades exploded, it was like detonating fireworks. In the deafening roar, the grenades and grenades exploded into pieces.
The concentrated explosion of so many grenades was truly shocking. The rolling waves of hot air were rolling. One exploded, and the other immediately went off.
Some of the Japanese at the center of the explosion were bruised to pieces, some were missing arms and legs, and many were shocked to death. Explosions continued for a while, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Those Japanese who were hiding on the edge of the explosion were not spared. The scorching fragments mixed with gravel flew in all directions, falling on the helmets with a clanging sound, and much of the exposed flesh became dripping with blood.
The violent explosion caused this small area to be directly covered by smoke and dust. When the explosion was over, only the half-dead Japanese soldiers lay on the ground and groaned.
The Japs rushed up. There were almost a team of more than fifty Japs. In this explosion, most of them were killed, and those who were still alive were seriously injured.
The violent explosion here shocked the little devils behind. When the explosion was over and the smoke cleared, their faces turned blue when they saw the broken limbs and pieces of meat everywhere.
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"Little devil, come and bite grandpa!"
"Hahaha, little devil, does it feel good to be bombed——"
Seeing the stunned little Japs behind them, the brothers started talking cheerfully and started provoking the Japs.
"Bagaya road!"
The little Japanese commander of the second echelon behind him immediately roared angrily: "Come up and kill them all!"
The Japanese were so enraged that they rushed towards the brothers as if they had been given blood, eager to eat their flesh and drink their blood.
"Damn, the little devil is crazy, run away!"
Seeing the little Japs behind with red eyes rushing towards them one by one, the brothers who had just been bombarded by the Japs' artillery also knew that eggs should not touch rocks. After firing a few random shots, they turned around and followed the bombing.
Run through the ruined city.
The little devils at the back saw their brothers turning around and running towards the city. They were so angry that they yelled and quickly passed by their comrades who were blown to pieces and followed closely.
The little devil also saw that the number of guerrillas blocking them was not large, only a few dozen people.
Facing such dozens of mobs, they were actually tricked. How could the Japanese take such a breath, as if they would not give up until they catch up and kill these guerrilla brothers.
The Japanese soldiers pursued them vigorously, but they did not realize that when they were pursuing deep into the city, in the ruins on both sides of them, many guerrilla brothers were already lying in ambush, with bullets loaded one by one.