Courage is contagious. The veterans rushed up the mountain road with bayonets in hand. Their bravery inadvertently emboldened the recruits who had recently joined the army.
"Ah! Charge!"
The new recruits also jumped out with shouts, followed by those tall and thin figures rushing up the mountain road, like a mountain torrent, unstoppable.
The mountain road was in a mess, dead mules and horses lay in the middle of the road, and Japanese soldiers covered in blood fell in strange postures behind ammunition boxes.
The materials and ammunition transported by the Japanese convoy exploded in the rumbling shock wave, fell, rolled, and landed all over the ground in a mess.
The sky turned gray, gunpowder smoke was rising and filling the air, and the machine gun with a hot barrel was still spitting out tongues of flame, shattering the body, causing blood mist, and gravel flying across the sky.
"Defense! Defense!"
"The third team seizes the hillside on the left!"
"Team 5 fights back on the spot!"
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There was a layer of dirty soil on the shoulders of the Japanese second lieutenant. He tried to keep himself calm and let the troops under attack develop their combat effectiveness.
He had already judged from the sound of gunshots that the number of Chinese soldiers who attacked them was only about five or six hundred. Although they were heavy troops, they numbered more than four hundred, and their combat effectiveness was not weak.
As long as they stabilize their position and form a stalemate with the Chinese troops who ambushed them, the main force in the direction of Minshan will send reinforcements, and they may even be able to eat this Chinese army in turn.
The Japanese second lieutenant's idea was good, but the reality was cruel. The ambush troops commanded by Yang Ling had already begun to charge, preparing to defeat them in one go.
Everywhere he looked, there were charging figures of Chinese soldiers. They were ferocious and brave, which cast a haze over the heart of the Japanese second lieutenant.
When did the Chinese army become so brave and fearless? Their indomitable momentum is heart-stopping.
But at this moment, the Japanese second lieutenant could no longer think too much. If the captain died in battle, he would be the temporary commander and he would have to be responsible for the entire transport team.
"Machine gun cover! Discard the supplies and everyone retreat into the woods!"
The Japanese second lieutenant quickly made a decision. On this unobstructed mountain road, he was a living target. He had to build a defense in the woods beside the mountain road.
"Da da da - da da da -"
The Japanese machine gunner with a cold face put the machine gun on a corpse with a clatter, and pulled the trigger at the oncoming Chinese soldiers.
The short and powerful three-shot short-point shooting is very rhythmic. On such a noisy and chaotic battlefield, the Japanese machine gunner still maintains absolute composure and calmness.
"Puff-"
"Well!"
"ah!"
The hot bullets penetrated the smoke with a sharp whistling sound, and penetrated the bodies of several brothers. They staggered in pain and fell to the ground.
"Where's your mother?" A brother in the machine gun platoon yelled, holding a Czech light machine gun and firing a bunch of bullets.
The bullets bounced and banged so hard that the Japanese machine gunner had to lower his head and close his eyes, and the flying sand made his cheeks burn with pain.
"Walk!"
The Japanese machine gunner did not fight back. He turned around with a crooked light machine gun and tried to move away. He was experienced and knew very well that he had attracted enough hatred and that if he stayed here any longer, he would only become a living target.
The Japanese machine gunner wanted to leave, but Yang Ling and the others were charging. How could they let him go?
Wang Zikun stopped suddenly, and there was a clatter of bullets hitting the barrel of the gun. He raised the gun and fired at the Japs machine gunner. The bullet hit his thigh, causing the Japs machine gunner to stumble.
"hiss!"
The Japanese machine gunner staggered to the ground and rolled behind the dead mules and horses. A string of bullets sent the dust flying and almost killed him.
The little devils relied on debris, grass, and corpses to fight and retreat, while the brothers rushed and fired.
The Japs tried to distance themselves, but the brothers pressed on harder, and the distance between the two sides became closer and closer.
The explosive blast of grenades mixed with grenades made my ears buzz. The enemy's fragile defense shrank, retreated, and shrank again in the waves of tremors, like a small boat in the stormy sea, teetering on the edge.
Bullets are still flying, blood is flying, dirt and mist are flying, and the figure of the Japanese is rolling around hastily to avoid fighting back.
But in the dense and irregular explosions, they were constantly blown into bloody corpses.
The entire mountain road was filled with dense and noisy gunfire, with roars, curses, groans and screams coming one after another. Before the Japanese Second Lieutenant led his men to retreat into the woods to stabilize their position, most of the two squadrons were killed or injured.
The Japanese second lieutenant overestimated the strength of his subordinates. Although he was well-trained, facing Yang Ling who did not follow common sense, it was destined to be a tragedy.
The remaining Japs wanted to retreat and rely on the terrain to fight a protracted battle and wait for reinforcements, but the charging brothers quickly got on top of them and fought hand to hand with them, so the Japs had to bite the bullet and passively attack.
The slow-running Japanese soldiers were divided into groups on the narrow mountain road. Before they had time to assemble, they were already in close combat.
These surrounded Japanese soldiers were back to back, like surrounded prey, while the brothers circled around them with sharp bayonets pointed out.
When the little Japanese was not paying attention, he thrust out the bayonet, and instantly there was a bloody hole in the Japanese's body.
There was a kid who was surrounded and still grinning and yelling. The recruits surrounded the Japs and didn't dare to take action. But when they saw the veterans stabbing him out with a knife, they all swarmed up.
The sound of more than a dozen bayonets being thrust into the flesh made one's ears tingle. The ruthless Japanese screamed in agony, and was soon stabbed into a sieve and fell limply to the ground.
Seeing the miserable situation of the surrounded comrades, the Japanese soldiers who were a little further away felt horrified even though they were lying down and shooting.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Finally, the Japanese second lieutenant couldn't hold on anymore, and he wanted to run away with more than a hundred Japanese in a panic.
But Yang Ling had already made arrangements. As soon as they ran a distance of more than 100 meters, they were met by a dense rain of bullets, making them unable to escape.
Company commander Wang Huzi and Brother Yibiao emerged from the woods, ran to the group of Japanese soldiers who were dead and wounded, and excitedly started to reload their guns, blood spattering.
The deaths of the Japanese second lieutenant and more than a hundred Japanese soldiers were like the straw that broke the camel's back. The situation was over, and those Japanese soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting on the mountain road began to flee in panic.
"Fuck, catch up! Kill them all!"
Seeing the Japanese stragglers rolling into the ditch and burrowing into the woods, even the platoon leaders started shouting, and the brothers beat up the drowned dogs one after another and began to pursue them.
"It's really not satisfying. Why is this little devil so inexperienced?"
Wang Huzi looked at the dead Japanese soldiers, put his hands on his hips, and said sarcastic remarks.
The disgraced blacksmith said angrily: "You go to Minshan and compete with the Japanese combat troops and see who doesn't survive?"
Wang Huzi chuckled: "I won't touch that bad luck."
It's not like he hasn't fought against the Japs' combat troops before. Every time they suffered heavy casualties, he had already experienced the strength of the Japs' main battle troops.
"Hey, don't tell me, we got rich again this time."
Wang Huzi pried open an ammunition box and looked at the shiny new gun and bullets, feeling as if he had been smeared with honey.
Even if these new guns and ammunition are not used, they can be exchanged for several meals of meat on the black market.
These two Japanese baggage squadrons transported a lot of weapons, ammunition and supplies. The whole mountain road was piled high, and the brothers who had won the battle were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
Some have even begun to pry cans into their mouths, while others have thrown away the broken guns in their hands and started picking out Japanese 38 caps and loading bullets into their pockets.