Bullets were flying in the woods, and dead branches and fallen leaves were falling like a goddess scattering flowers. However, it was obvious that the Japanese in the task force were not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. The sudden attack made them confused.
"Brothers! Beat me hard!" The old smoker's broken gong howled in the forest, and the dense rain of bullets flew at the Japanese as if they were free of charge.
Ah!
Although the Japanese soldiers in the task force fought back desperately, in the face of the rain of bullets pouring from all sides, some people were still shot and fell down.
After the initial panic, Yingxiao regained his composure and shouted: "Stay still! Don't mess up!"
The Japanese soldiers had a high level of tactical literacy, and they quickly stabilized their momentum and temporarily built a half-moon-shaped defensive circle. Machine guns suppressed the attack on both sides, and the riflemen counterattacked in half-crouched positions.
The Japanese soldiers' marksmanship is impatient. They have undergone rigorous training for a long time. Although there are many obstacles in the forest that affect the shooting range, they can judge the location of the hidden guerrillas and national army brothers by listening to the sound of gunfire. Soon
Give a counterattack.
Several guerrillas fired one shot and when they were removing the bullet from the top of the shell and preparing to fire the second shot, the bullets of the Japanese soldiers were already whizzing over, so the casualties gradually increased.
"Don't just sit there, shoot and change places!" Lao Yanqiang cursed anxiously when he saw the guerrillas dragging down wounded people from time to time.
Although the guerrillas were active in this area and had fought many battles with bandits and bandits, and were considered to have battlefield experience, they underestimated the strength of the Japanese soldiers and suffered a loss.
The guerrilla leader Zhang Tie did not expect the Japanese soldiers' marksmanship to be so accurate. Almost all of them were sharpshooters, so how could they fight?
In fact, most of the Japanese soldiers who invaded China in the early stage went through rigorous training for several years. Because they were short of domestic resources and in order to avoid wasting ammunition, the quality of training was very high. During training, they had almost abnormal requirements for the accuracy of their shooting, so almost all of them had
He is a sharpshooter and a sharpshooter.
On the other hand, the Chinese army has neglected training. Many new recruits have never even fired a gun. The combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same quality level at all.
"Comrades! Just shoot and change the place!" Although he suffered losses, the guerrilla leader learned quickly and immediately called on the guerrillas to learn from Lao Yanqiang and the others.
Although people like Lao Yanqiang and others are usually doing nothing, they are all veterans who have fought in the war. Relying on the experience they have gained from the dead, they are on par with the Japanese.
The two sides were shooting back and forth in the forest. All the vegetation and trees blocking the two sides were stripped bare and withered leaves scattered everywhere. However, no one could do anything about the other and it was a stalemate.
"Hello with grenades!" Yang Ling was secretly surprised to see the Japs holding their ground so quickly, but he knew that their side would not gain any advantage in the shooting, so he hoped to use grenades to blow up the opponent's defense line.
The grenades with wooden handles whirled and flew out, and the Japanese also threw grenades in this direction. Some grenades even collided and exploded in the air. For a while, explosive fragments flew everywhere, and the forest was filled with smoke.
"Qin Shou, take two squads and go behind the Japanese to cut off their retreat!" Yang Ling ordered Qin Shou, who was lying on the ground, while holding his gun and firing.
"Yes!" Qin Shou waved to the back: "You two classes are following me." After saying that, he led others to outflank him.
Yingxiao judged the strength of Yang Ling and the others through the sound of gunshots. He estimated that there were two to three hundred people, but he only had more than a hundred in his hands. If it was normal, he could easily kill Yang Ling and the others.
But now Takako is thinking about evacuating. Although their people are well-trained and have high tactical literacy, the weapons and equipment in their hands are no longer what they were before. In order to successfully sneak into Nanjing and carry out operations, they now hold a variety of weapons from the National Revolutionary Army.
There is not much ammunition, and if we continue to fight, the entire army will be wiped out.
"Sir, the Chinese are trying to outflank our retreat!" Some Japanese soldiers spotted Qin Shou and his men moving toward them and immediately shouted a warning.
Faced with the embarrassing situation of being surrounded, Takataka once again had to grit his teeth and divide his troops: "Yamano-kun, you lead the fifth and sixth detachments to stay behind to stop the enemy, please!"
The Japanese lieutenant with a beard said fiercely: "Please rest assured, Commander Yingyingxiao, we will definitely stop the Chinese!"
Tingxiao nodded, grabbed the 79 rifle and ordered coldly: "The rest of the people will evacuate with me!" He turned around and ran again.
Major Takataka has never felt that he was so embarrassed. In the past, they chased the Chinese army all over the mountains and plains, but now they were chased like lost dogs and ran for their lives in embarrassment. He swore in his heart that he would not be a gentleman if he did not take revenge!
Qin Shou and his two squads of brothers had just arrived behind the Japanese soldiers and before they had time to establish a defensive line, they saw Japanese soldiers No. 70 and 80 rushing over from the forest with a roar.
"Company...Company commander, let's run!" One squad leader saw the large number of Japanese troops rushing toward him, his legs were weak and his teeth were chattering.
Qin Shou's heart also froze, and he regretted that he had accepted the task of cutting off the enemy's retreat. This was simply sending him to death.
He opened his mouth to say run away, but when he thought of the brothers and fellow villagers who died in Qianjia Village, as well as Li Cuier who was stabbed to death by the Japanese with bayonets, he felt an inexplicable courage in his heart.
"Run away! Guard me! Whoever tries to run away will be shot by me!" Although Qin Shou's face turned pale and he was frightened to death, what he said made the brothers in the two classes dare not run away.
Qin Shou squatted down under a big tree, looked at the Japanese who were shouting over, and then looked at the tight-bodied brothers around him and said: "Don't give me the damn look on your face, who is afraid of bullets?"
Who should I look for first? Prepare grenades if you don’t want to die!”
The twenty-something brothers in the two classes were cursing in their hearts at the moment, but they knew Qin Shou's character. If anyone dared to run away, he would definitely be shot. They simply slapped his neck and prepared to fight to the death!
Yingxiao led seventy or eighty Japanese soldiers and fled madly in the direction of Qin Shou and others, with explosions and gunshots coming one after another behind them.
They also saw Qin Shou and others blocking their retreat. Now they no longer cared about concealing themselves. It was more important to escape, so dozens of people rushed over in a hurry.
"Blow the hell up!" Qin Shou saw that the Japanese had entered the bombing range and roared, launching a smoking grenade.
More than a dozen wooden-handled grenades flew out unevenly and exploded with a rumble. A strong wave of air swept up dead leaves and broken flesh and went up to the sky. The shock wave shook the ground.
Many squealing Japanese were blown away by the explosion, and blood mist filled the air. Those with broken legs and arms were lying on the ground screaming.
"Don't stop! Rush over!"
Major Takataka charged forward with a roar while replenishing his wounded subordinates with a sullen face.
"Fix the bayonet!" Qin Shou and the others fired a wave of random shots, and the strange screams of the Japanese came from the smoke. The sharp sound made people's scalp numb. As soon as he took out the bayonet and loaded the gun, there were Japanese soldiers.