Yang Ling's group suddenly appeared in Ruichang City, which greatly exceeded the expectations of the Japanese soldiers stationed in Ruichang. The fierce firepower caused a large number of casualties to the Japanese soldiers who were caught off guard.
The scorching bullets streaked across the streets with whistling streams of light, splashing blood on the body, and the surrounding walls were filled with smoke and dust, with dense bullet holes appearing.
The Japs on the street rolled around in panic amid the roaring bullets and explosions. They couldn't understand why this Chinese army appeared so quietly.
"It's our troops who are fighting back! Brothers! Kill the Japanese!"
When the security camp, which had been suppressed by the Japanese before, saw the troops led by Yang Ling and others, the survivors were greatly boosted in morale, and they all rushed towards the Japanese with fierce looks on their faces.
Almost all the people in their security camp were killed by the ruthless Japs. At this moment, they hated the little Japs so much that they were not willing to let go of the little Japs who were fighting and retreating.
The situation on the street instantly became one-sided. The Japanese were dying and injured, and they retreated in a hurry without falling.
"Machine gun cover!"
Seeing his soldiers falling down after being shot in the hail of bullets, and seeing their bodies covered in blood mist, Zhuqi Kurotani's face was full of anger, but the situation was stronger than his own, so he had to retreat.
The Japanese's crooked light machine guns clacked loudly, facing Yang Ling and others' violent bullets as they tried their best to cover the retreat of the other Japanese.
Many soldiers from the security camp who screamed and rushed towards the Japanese with fierce faces were swept to the ground by violent bullets before they could fall to them. However, as a few grenades flew over, the Japanese machine gunners and machine guns exploded together in the smoke.
Broken pieces.
The streets were full of blood and smoke. The Japanese took advantage of the cover of machine guns and retreated in embarrassment towards the other end of the street. Wang Zikun and other sharpshooters stood up and fired, almost chewing the flesh with bullets.
Many Japs ran and fought back, but when they saw the people around them having their heads blown off, they were so frightened that they never dared to look back.
In just a few minutes, most of the dozens of Japs on the streets were wiped out, and the remaining ones ran away in panic.
"Beard, bring someone up there, don't let the Japanese escape!"
Yang Ling ran to the middle of the street, turned around and shouted an order to the company commander Wang Huzi.
After receiving the order, Wang Huzi waved his hand, led his brothers into the smoke, and chased straight towards the little Japanese.
"Shunzi, take your people here as the center and sort out the remaining enemies to the north!"
"Blacksmith, take your people to sort out the situation south. Remember, take no prisoners and leave no survivors alive!"
"yes!"
After the two company commanders responded, they took the brothers and strode in two directions.
As long as the veterans who crawled out of the mountains of corpses in Shanghai and Nanjing hated the little Japs, they would kill them all without the orders of their superiors during the battle.
And now the reason why Yang Ling specially reminded him was that he didn't want the scattered Japanese soldiers to continue to harm the surrounding neighbors. Even the lone Japanese soldiers were not something ordinary people could deal with.
The lone Japanese soldiers will become even more ferocious when they are short of supplies. They will even kill many people for a little food, so Yang Ling does not want to leave anyone alive.
He didn't need prisoners either. They were behind enemy lines now and didn't have the energy to collect prisoners and take them back, so it was easier to kill them.
"Bring Lin Quanquan here." Yang Ling watched as his brothers went to chase the Japanese and eliminate the remaining enemies, and waved to someone to bring Lin Quanquan over.
At this moment, the streets were filled with beaten corpses, black and red blood was flowing gurglingly, and the smoke from the explosion was filling the air in a radial pattern.
Lin Quanquan looked at the bloody corpse and the brothers with fierce faces, his face turned pale with fear, and his heart was filled with fear.
"Lin Quanquan, let me ask you, where is the Japanese ammunition and supplies warehouse?"
Yang Ling did not forget the purpose of his trip. Eliminating the Japanese was a trivial matter, but blowing up the Japanese's weapons was the most important thing.
Lin Quanquan was still holding on to a bit of luck, that is, if Yang Ling and the others were wiped out by the Japanese soldiers in the city, he would be free again.
But what he didn't expect was that Yang Ling's fighting power was so strong. They almost defeated the Japanese with overwhelming force, which made him a little confused.
In fact, this is not because of the Japanese's fighting power, but because Yang Ling and others suddenly appeared and caught the Japanese unawares.
If the two sides really fought face to face, even if Yang Ling and the others were able to eliminate half of the squadron of Japs, their own casualties would not be small, and the fight would not be as easy as it is now.
"My surname is Lin, our regimental deputy is asking you a question." Company Commander Niu Dagen saw that Lin Quanquan didn't respond for a long time and gave him a rough push. Only then did Lin Quanquan react from his shock.
"Sir, what did you ask just now?" Lin Quanquan asked cautiously.
Niu Dagen cursed impatiently: "Your fucking ears are stuffed with donkey hair. The regimental officer asked you where the Japanese warehouse is!"
"It's in the Xu Family Courtyard in front, right in front," Lin Quanquan replied in a panic.
"Lead the way." Yang Ling turned sideways and said to Lin Quanquan.
Lin Quanquan cautiously led the way, while Yang Ling and the others followed behind and headed straight for the Japs' warehouse.
However, when they arrived at the warehouse, they discovered that the Japanese squadron leader Zhuqi Heitani had already retreated here with his remaining troops, and the company commander Wang Huzi was leading his men to attack here.
"How many Japs are there?"
Yang Ling ducked behind a barricade to find Wang Huzi, who was in charge of directing the attack. He pointed at the red-lacquered copper-locked gate and asked.
"More than thirty, the firepower was very fierce. I rushed back twice but was pushed back!" Wang Huzi looked at the solid yard with masonry structure and replied angrily.
"Here is the enemy's arms and supplies warehouse. There is enough ammunition, so don't act recklessly." Yang Ling reminded.
After hearing what Yang Ling said, Wang Huzi suddenly realized that this was what happened. No wonder the firepower was so fierce.
"Hand grenades are useless, and we don't have cannons, so it's hard to fight." Wang Huzi was in trouble.
Although their 74th Army was capable of both offense and defense, most of the time they fought face to face with the Japs on the plains or mountains, and they did not have much experience in such narrow street fighting.
"Ask the machine gun crew to occupy those commanding heights for me. If the Japanese dare to show their heads, they will give me a severe beating."
In street fighting, occupying the commanding heights can seal off an area, and seizing the initiative in this area can suppress the opponent. Naturally, Yang Ling will not miss this opportunity.
After receiving the order, several machine gun groups quickly broke open the gates of several nearby yards, found ladders and climbed up to the roof, mounted the machine guns on the roof, and began to suppress the Japanese.
"Let people find fire starters. The more the better. If the Japs don't come out, let's burn them out." Looking at the Japs soldiers huddled inside, Yang Ling had plenty of ways to deal with them.
Years of cruel wars allow people to grow up quickly. They often crawl among the dead, and naturally they are able to use various methods to kill their enemies, instead of just taking human lives.
After receiving the order, Wang Huzi quickly took his people to find firewood and other kindling materials. Fortunately, he also seized a Japanese three-wheeled motorcycle on the street, smashed the fuel tank, and carried the fuel back.