Chapter five hundred and seventy-two round battle (four)
The Japanese were well-trained, fierce, and proud. They recognized that the Chinese defenders who came up were a group of troops with no combat experience, and they became bolder.
The Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets nimbly stepped over burning logs and waded through muddy ponds full of sewage, and their figures quickly came forward.
These Japs were all experienced in combat, and their tactical movements were standard and smooth, just like juggling, dazzling the new recruits.
The muzzles of the Chinese recruits who were lying in the shooting position were also moving rapidly with the figure of the Japanese. However, the Japanese were dodging left and right, and they could not aim their guns accurately. They were so anxious that sweat broke out on their foreheads.
The Japanese's light and heavy machine guns also came up from behind. They were covering the front from behind, and the bullets they covered flew toward the messy defenders' position in strings, making the dirt fly everywhere.
The new recruits were nervous and nervous, but the veterans pulled the bolts and adjusted the rifle scales in an orderly manner, as if they didn't see the Japanese approaching.
"Hit!" The Japanese charging with bayonets had already rushed within a hundred meters. Suddenly a loud shout came from the trench, and the veterans pulled the triggers one after another.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The rifle bullet roared out of the muzzle with a dull sound, flew straight towards the devil, then penetrated the devil's body, and spurted out from the devil's back in a fountain of blood.
The Japanese soldiers, who were striding forward with their rifles in hand, paused, staggered forward for a few steps, and then fell headlong into the charred ruins.
The new recruits also opened fire one after another, and the gunfire suddenly became intensive. The bullets flying everywhere were arrogant and arrogant, making each of the Japanese tumble and dodge in confusion.
Recruit Luo Wencai also put the butt of the 79 rifle against his shoulder. He did not fire immediately, but waited for others to fire before he set the sight on a Japanese soldier who reacted quickly and lay down.
The Japanese man who quickly rolled and fell down dodged several bullets flying towards him, causing the bullets of several recruits to miss. After lying down, he quickly adjusted his lying position and put his rifle on his shoulder to fight back.
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Just as the Japs finished adjusting and were about to shoot, recruit Luo Wen pulled the trigger. His shoulders were shaken, and a numb feeling suddenly enveloped them.
The scorching bullets rushed out of the gun's muzzle with a roar, and rushed towards the Japs with the breath of death. He saw a bloody arrow jumping from the Japs' shoulders, and then rolled to the ground with his arms covered.
"Move quickly!"
Luo Wen was a little annoyed and was about to give the wounded Japanese another shot when the crouching veteran arrived in front of him and dragged him from the shooting position into the trench.
"Puff!" Just when Luo Wen was about to speak, the shooting position where he was lying down suddenly popped up with a few clouds of dirt, and he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.
He cast a grateful look at the veteran, hurriedly grabbed the gun and walked to the side to change the shooting position.
The Japs were not frightened by the gunshots. Although some were wounded and killed, the remaining Japs pounced on them even more ferociously.
The new recruits in the trenches were desperately pulling the bolts of their guns and firing. The voices of the veterans were shouting one after another amidst the sound of gunfire, reminding the new recruits of their tactical actions.
More veterans taught by words and deeds, firing at the Japs and then hurriedly moving. The new recruits also moved in a mess, but some were so slow that they were knocked to the ground by the Japs' return bullets, twitching and bleeding all over their bodies.
The enemy's light and heavy weapons all opened fire, and strings of bullets flew over, destroying the camouflaged branches on the position, breaking down the sandbags built up, and the sand was flowing along the bullet holes into the trenches.
"Teng Teng Teng..."
A Min-2 four-heavy machine gun placed by Qin Shou and others at the side and rear also roared, its muzzle spraying flames, and violent bullets sweeping across the fan, clearing away the Japanese soldiers who were forced to the position.
Although the Japanese soldiers looked ferocious and fierce, in the face of this violent rain of bullets, their bodies were still torn apart like paper, causing large rains of blood.
The crisp sound of the Czech light machine gun also rang out. The person operating the machine gun was an experienced veteran. He knocked the Japanese to the ground with regular short bursts of fire.
The fire from the light and heavy machine guns mopped up all the first batch of Japanese men who came forward in an aggressive manner. Most of them were beaten to bloody gourds, and those who were injured but not dead lay on the ground unable to move.
Faced with the fierce firepower of the defenders, the Japs' attack was halted. They all lay down and fired. Grenades quickly followed up, trying to knock off Qin Shou's light and heavy machine gun firepower.
But Qin Shou and his brothers in the machine gun platoon were as smart as monkeys. They moved the machine gun with the machine gun after using up only one bullet chain, and the Japanese grenades were buzzing.
Black smoke was billowing from the bombing on the position, but as soon as the Japanese stood up and tried to force them forward, the light and heavy machine guns rang out again, forcing them to lie down and take cover again.
With the firepower of the light and heavy machine guns directed from the side and rear to attract the enemy, the pressure on the recruits lying in the shooting position was suddenly reduced, although the choking smoke continued to float in front of their eyes.
But seeing the veterans shooting calmly, they also put away their inner panic, imitated the veterans, and began to aim and shoot with a target instead of shooting randomly and wasting bullets.
"Aim and shoot, don't waste bullets!"
"Don't sit in one place waiting for the enemy to explode, pay attention to the enemy's shells!"
"Lower your body and stay hidden!"
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The veterans shouted on the noisy and chaotic battlefield, teaching the new recruits how to fight.
The new recruits were at a loss at first, and their minds even went blank after the gunshot. However, faced with the constant reminders from the veterans, they gradually became more familiar and stiff.
Many new recruits have begun to imitate veterans' tactical moves and shoot, then retract their heads and move away. When encountering Japanese who are knocking down the enemy, they directly greet them with grenades.
The battlefield is the best training ground. Faced with the threat of blood and death, these new recruits learned quickly. Those who learned slowly have been knocked over by bullets and are being carried down by the stretcher team.
Luo Wencai had already changed his shooting positions four times. Although a brother who fell not far away from him was twitching and wailing on the ground, he no longer rushed over to treat him like he did just now.
Because he was not a medical soldier, it would be useless even if he ran over. His mission was to fight, block the Japanese who were charging at him, push them down, and cover the medical soldiers to treat the injured brothers.
His breathing was disordered, and he tried to take deep breaths to calm his heart that was beating rapidly due to running. In his field of vision, there were constant explosions, and the black mud lifted up from time to time hit his face with burning pain.
The Japs had been suppressed, but they were not willing to give in. Instead, under the cover of various weapons, they sometimes crawled, sometimes straightened up and pushed forward. The distance between the two sides was only fifty or sixty meters.
Within such a short distance, both sides could even clearly see each other's dark faces. Luo Wencai's muzzle moved, looking for a shooting target.
Half of the corpse forty meters away on the left moved, which made Luo Wencai's pupils shrink slightly. He took a closer look and saw that it was a crawling little Japanese soldier staring at the corpse and crawling forward.
Behind this little Japs, more Japs were crawling over silently, covered in branches and sacks. Their movements were so slow and light that neither of the two sides, who were fighting fiercely, noticed.