On the noisy battlefield, bullets flew randomly, causing dead branches and leaves to fly everywhere, and the smoking grenades were not to be outdone, rumbling and raising countless mud mist.
Although the defeated soldiers led by Yang Ling caught the Japanese by surprise, the Japanese reacted too quickly. As soon as the gun was fired, the Japanese soldiers immediately fell down and started to fight back. Although Yang Ling and his group had more people, they still fought with the remaining Japanese.
Evenly matched.
Although the defeated soldiers were all veterans who had fought fiercely on the Songhu battlefield and had experience fighting the Japanese, their military quality was far inferior. Their experience in fighting only prevented them from reacting to the sound of gunshots like the new recruits.
Just peed my pants.
Speaking of their marksmanship, I really can’t compliment them. They only heard the sound of gunshots and the crackling bullets flying around in a lively manner, but they didn’t see anyone being hit. On the contrary, the Japs started firing one after another without hesitation, occupying the area.
A slight advantage.
Although each of the defeated soldiers was extremely poor in marksmanship, they were able to crawl out from the pile of dead people and naturally had the means to save their lives. Although they could not kill the Japanese, they were hiding inconspicuously behind the field ridges and in the ditches. The Japanese would also take advantage of them for a while.
There was no other way, which made Yang Ling feel relieved a lot.
"Aim and shoot, don't waste bullets!"
Yang Ling saw the defeated soldier lying beside him with his head lying in the ditch. Although he was shooting continuously, he didn't even raise his head, let alone take aim. Who knew where the bullet had hit? He was so angry that his nose was crooked.
It's just a waste of bullets.
When the defeated soldiers heard Yang Ling's scolding, their heads popped up in fear. A few bullets flew over, causing mud and mist to fly on the edge of the ditch. They were so frightened that they retracted their heads and started to pull the trigger to discharge the gun again.
, Yang Ling was also helpless, thinking that when the battle was over and the situation stabilized, he must train these guys well, otherwise no matter how many bullets they had, they wouldn't be enough to waste.
Yang Ling did not command the defeated soldiers to charge. Facing the Japanese gunfire and bullets, charging was looking for death. Although he was not afraid of death, he was not willing to sacrifice the defeated soldiers in vain. This deal was not cost-effective, so he spent his time shooting and waiting.
After the outflanking teams are in place, they launch an attack.
The Japs had the same idea as Yang Ling and others. One-third of their hundred-plus men were lost in a surprise attack, and more than a dozen were injured. Their remaining strength was no longer enough to support their attack, so they launched defenses on the spot and delayed the attack.
Time to wait for reinforcements.
As soon as the gunshots are fired here, nearby friendly troops will definitely swarm in. By then, no one of the defeated Chinese troops on the opposite side will be able to escape. The Japanese commander knows clearly that he has held back this Chinese army, and he will be rewarded when the time comes.
You can't do without your own stroke, so there is no need to risk launching an attack. There is only one word, so feel free to drag it out.
Yang Ling and the Japanese commander each had their own little plans. Both sides were secretly shooting at each other, and neither could do anything to the other. Yang Ling was waiting for the outflanking team to launch an attack, and the Japanese soldiers were waiting for the support of friendly forces, so the two sides coincided in this field.
started shooting.
When Yang Ling saw that the Japanese soldiers were neither attacking nor retreating, he already guessed what they were thinking, but a sneer flashed across his face. When the teams on both wings are in place, you will die.
He calmly loaded bullets into the 38 rifle, looked at the company commander Wu Jiang who was shooting steadily next to him and said with a smile: "Old Wu, we have a rare opportunity today, how about we compare our marksmanship?"
Company commander Wu Jiang's marksmanship was good. They fought side by side in the same trench when they were in Zhaozaobang, Shanghai. Now Yang Ling was thinking of competing.
Wu Jiang's serious face still showed no expression at all. He just nodded and agreed.
On the battlefield where bullets were flying everywhere, Yang Ling and Wu Jiang not only did not feel nervous at all, but instead tested their marksmanship. The relaxed expressions of the two commanders affected the mentality of the defeated soldiers to a certain extent. The originally depressed people could not breathe.
The tension has eased slightly.
Yang Ling pushed the bullet into the gun with a click, and carefully poked his head out of the ditch. His gaze extended outward along the rifle, passing through an open area of more than 300 meters, until he stopped at a Japanese machine gunner. The muzzle of his gun
He shook his head and took aim.
boom!
A puff of green smoke came out of the muzzle, and Yang Ling smelled a faint smell of gunpowder. The Japanese machine gunner in the distance suddenly tilted his head and fell to the ground. The Japanese machine gun that had been roaring also misfired.
The Japanese deputy shooter immediately moved away the dead machine gunner and pulled the trigger again. The misfired Japanese machine gun started firing again. Smoke and dust flew all the way, and the trajectory extended towards Yang Ling.
He was so frightened that he quickly rolled sideways and changed positions.
At this moment, Wu Jiang's gun also fired. Before the Japanese deputy shooter could finish firing a magazine, he was shot in the head. His body slipped into the ditch next to him, and the machine gun misfired again.
Another Japanese radiator took over the machine gun. This time he learned the lesson wisely and immediately moved his position with the machine gun in hand. Yang Ling, who was aiming at it, sighed and turned the gun towards a Japanese soldier.
The Japanese soldier was about to change positions after firing a shot when Yang Ling's gun fired. Yang Ling aimed at the Japanese soldier's head, but because the Japanese soldier moved, he hit his arm. The impact of the bullet caused the mobile soldier to
The Japs stumbled and rolled to the ground, covering their arms and screaming.
But the scream only lasted for a few seconds and then stopped abruptly. The screaming Japanese twitched twice and became silent. Yang Ling saw a cloud of blood mist burst out from the temple of such a Japanese soldier. This was Wu Jiang's masterpiece. He turned sideways and faced
Wu Jiang gave a thumbs up.
Although Yang Ling and Wu Jiang made mistakes occasionally, they shot more than ten Japs in a row, which immediately attracted the attention of the Japs officer. He roared, and the other Japs soldiers became more obscene. They fired one shot and changed positions, causing Yang Ling to miss several shots.
He was so angry that he cursed his mother in his heart.
Yang Ling led his troops to fight the Japanese soldiers in the front, and they had a lively fight. Yang Dashu and Liu Yidao, who were responsible for outflanking the two wings, were also running wildly. In order to avoid the enemy's discovery, they arrived at their own place after five minutes of fighting in the front.
s position.
Panting, Yang Dashu unfolded the bipod of a Type 96 light machine gun and set it up on a small slope. The defeated soldiers following him also fell into the weeds one by one, and pulled the gun bolt with a clatter.
Aim at the Japs who are exposed to gunfire.
"beat!"
Yang Dashu roared, his shoulder lowered the butt of the gun, and his finger had already pulled the trigger. A series of bullets sprayed out from the muzzle of the machine gun, shooting at the Japanese soldiers not far away, and immediately killed several Japanese soldiers lying on the ground.
The soldiers were beaten until blood splattered, and those who were injured but not dead let out pitiful howls like slaughtering pigs.
The attention of the Japanese soldiers has been attracted by Yang Ling and the others in the front. The sudden attack from the flanks suddenly made them a little confused. They never thought that the Chinese army had learned their tricks and outflanked the Chinese.
Understand that what they prefer is to hold on to the front and run away if they can't be beaten. Such tactics as suddenly using the flanks to outflank them are completely inconsistent with common sense.
The Japanese soldiers were slightly panicked. The Japanese Lieutenant yelled at a team to turn their guns and stabilized the situation. However, the situation was already not good for them, and the Japanese Lieutenant was already thinking of retreating.
Liu Yidao was unlucky. He ran into trouble when outflanking. A small river blocked his way. Seeing that the water was not deep, the stupid young man ordered him to swim across the river without saying a word. It was very difficult to follow him.
The defeated soldiers.
Although the river was not deep enough to drown people, the bitterly cold river water made the defeated soldiers who jumped in regret it. The cold that penetrated into their bones made them shiver all over, and Liu Yidao even had his teeth frozen.
Shiver.
When Liu Yidao and the others appeared on the battlefield, dripping wet, it became the last straw that broke the enemy's back.
"Machine gun cover! Retreat! Retreat!"
In order to avoid being surrounded, the Japanese Lieutenant gave the order to retreat without hesitation.
Liu Yidao was soaked to the skin and turned blue from the cold. He fired a shot and the Japs were about to run away. If he was willing, he picked up the curled machete and stood up: "Damn it! The Japs are about to run away!"
Brothers, come on!" After saying that, he took the lead and rushed out.
As the saying goes, soldiers must be courageous, but Liu Yidao, a thick-headed man who was not afraid of death, led the defeated soldiers with machetes in their hands and howling, and ran straight into the remaining Japanese soldiers.
Liu Yidao led his men close to the Japanese and a melee broke out. Yang Ling and the others did not dare to shoot with rat weapons for fear of accidental injury, so they had to mount their bayonets and charged forward.