"Company Commander, the company commander is here!"
Liu Yidao was squatting in the corner smoking with his head down. After hearing the observation post's excited low-pitched reminder, he hurriedly put out the cigarette in his hand and stood up.
Looking out through the broken window on the second floor, on the street filled with debris and rubble, five Japanese soldiers wearing helmets were trotting toward the Engineer School.
There were a lot of debris on the street. Although these little devils were trotting, they could not get up fast. They looked around from time to time and were very vigilant.
"Tell the platoons not to fire their machine guns until they are exposed, and to knock them out with their rifles."
Liu Yidao saw that only five Japanese came over, and he couldn't help but feel lack of interest.
The ordering soldier turned around and stomped downstairs to deliver the order. Liu Yidao grabbed the 79 rifle leaning against the wall, loaded it, adjusted the scale to 300 meters, poked the muzzle out of the window, and aimed at the Japanese.
These little Japs were just like the other Japs, they were short and stocky, and they were holding 38-gauge rifles in their hands, so they looked so funny.
However, Liu Yidao would not underestimate these Japs. Looking at their uniforms, one could tell that they were the elites of the field troops. They were all fierce and desperate, and many of his brothers were sacrificed in their hands.
Thinking of this, a murderous look appeared on Liu Yidao's face, and he aimed at a Japanese soldier running at the front.
This Japanese soldier was running a zigzag route among the debris on the street. It didn't take a guess to tell that he was an old Japanese soldier with rich combat experience.
Liu Yidao pressed the trigger with his index finger, and with a bang, the recoil of the gun stock made his shoulders numb.
call out!
The speed of the bullet was astonishingly fast. The body of the Japanese soldier who was jumping over debris felt as if he had been punched hard. The moment the gun rang out, he fell heavily to the ground.
Bang! Bang!
The whistling bullets flew high from broken walls, windows, holes and other places, as densely as rain, smoke and dust suddenly splashed on the street, and the other four Japanese soldiers emitted blood mist before they had time to react.
Thrown to the ground.
Liu Yidao pulled the bolt of the gun, and the smoking shell casings bounced and landed at his feet. He pushed another bullet into the barrel of the gun and aimed again at the spot where he had shot the Japs just now.
Damn it, when Liu Yidao saw the empty pile of debris, he couldn't help cursing in his heart, but he didn't kill the Japanese. He immediately started searching with his gun.
He had clearly been hit just now, but now that the body was gone, there was only one possibility, that is, the Japanese was just injured and hiding.
The streets were full of potholes and craters, and debris discarded by residents was mixed with the rubble. It was easy to hide people, so Liu Yidao searched carefully.
The old Japanese soldier knew that he had encountered an ambush and saw that all four of his companions were beaten to death on the spot. He covered his bleeding arm and hid behind a wooden board, and was hurriedly thinking of an escape strategy.
It was obvious that this was a premeditated ambush. The Japanese could clearly see through the gaps in the wooden planks that there were countless gun muzzles in front of them. There was no way forward and they had no choice but to retreat.
The old devil endured the severe pain in his arm, pulled off the backpack on his back, looked at the broken wall more than ten steps away, and took a deep breath.
The Japanese backpack suddenly flew out from behind the wooden board. Many brothers fired at the flying backpack, which immediately made many transparent holes.
The moment the old devil threw out his backpack, he had already jumped up to the other side, heading straight for the broken wall more than ten steps away. He wanted to avoid the bullets and escape from the battlefield.
Liu Yidao had been searching carefully for the injured Japanese. He was stunned when he saw the backpack, and then saw the figure running out.
He pulled the trigger without hesitation. Liu Yidao's marksmanship was really not that good. He just hit the Jaap Soldier's arm, and now he accidentally hit his calf.
The running Japanese soldier suddenly felt a painful pulling force on his calf. The force of inertia made him unable to hold his feet back and he threw himself into the broken rubble.
The sharp rubble immediately rubbed the little devil's exposed skin to draw blood, and the bullets roared one after another, and the rubble was sent flying.
The old Japanese reacted quickly and hurriedly rolled to avoid it. However, his luck came to an end. Faced with the bullets that were splashing like water, wherever he could escape, he was quickly beaten into a hornet's nest.
Some brothers excitedly put away their guns, got out of the hiding place and wanted to pick up the trophies. But as soon as they stood up, bullets flew from a distance, and they were so frightened that they hurried back.
"Just stay with me and pick them up after you finish beating the devils!"
Liu Yidao cursed and looked into the distance. It turned out that these Japanese were just exploring the road, and there were still Japanese hiding behind the street.
However, Liu Yidao was not in a hurry. These Japanese infiltrators were like grasshoppers born after the fall. They would not be around for long. Their guerrilla camp had already set up a dragnet in the Zhongheqiao neighborhood. They were bound to die.
Liu Yidao asked his brothers to stand firm and waited for more than an hour. As Wang Huzi's company approached, the Japanese became anxious and had to rush forward, hoping to open a way to escape.
"My dear, why are there so many Japs!" Many brothers became excited when they saw the Japs all over the street using the cover of debris.
Liu Yidao was no longer calm at this moment, thinking that the people who had infiltrated were just a few small fish and shrimps, but looking at the scale, I'm afraid there must be a squadron of Japanese soldiers.
Although they are now considered a strengthened company, they are still frightened when they suddenly face so many Japanese. However, since they have accepted the mission, they have to endure it even if there are many Japanese.
"Brothers! Hold on! If you block this wave, the Japanese will be completely destroyed!" Liu Yidao shouted loudly to encourage morale.
The Japanese attack began, but they infiltrated without heavy weapons, only grenades and machine guns.
Da da da--
Bang bang bang——
The Japanese soldiers who were in dire straits launched an attack amidst the roars of the officers. The intensive firepower immediately enveloped the engineering school in a barrage.
"Machine gun fire! Hold on!" Liu Yidao shouted at the top of his lungs when he saw the Japanese rushing over in the smoke.
The machine guns mounted high up opened fire one after another, and a series of bullets hit the enemy's head and face. The enemy who rushed quickly was covered in blood.
The Japanese soldiers' grenade launchers also immediately launched a counterattack, and accurately focused on a machine gun position. A brother in the machine gun squad was blown over and fell from the roof.
Seeing the bloody brothers, someone yelled at the top of their lungs: "Stretcher!"
The Japanese are trapped beasts who are still fighting, desperately trying to open a gap, but Liu Yidao is also a person who likes to fight tough battles, and he confronts the Japanese head-on, making it difficult for the Japanese to move forward.
The Japs and Liu Yidao exchanged fire with each other, and the two sides fought inextricably. Yang Ling immediately commanded the remaining three combat companies to sweep the Japs from behind.
Bullets were flying in the streets around the engineering school, and the Japanese's living space was continuously compressed. After about ten minutes of fierce fighting, the gunfire of the Japanese soldiers became weaker because they ran out of ammunition.
These Japanese soldiers who were out of ammunition all had bayonets attached, but Yang Ling knew how to make a loss, so he ordered his brothers not to engage in close combat, but to directly greet them with hand grenades.
After a rumbling burst of smoke, the dozens of remaining Japanese soldiers were blown into dumpling fillings.