Chapter five hundred and seventy-four round battle (six)
The ferocious Japanese were like sharp knives. With just one charge, the positions guarded by Qin Shou and others were filled with holes for air leakage.
There were less than thirty veterans in the entire company, and the remaining more than a hundred people were all new recruits who were on the battlefield for the first time. They would tremble if they were asked to stand in the trenches and fire guns.
Now I saw the Japanese viciously tearing through the defense line and jumping into the trench. Before the Japanese could even rush forward, they were so frightened that they turned around and started running away.
"Push down the Japanese! Press down!" Deputy Battalion Commander Qin Shou became anxious. He picked up a Czech-style light machine gun and shouted, then opened fire on the Japanese.
A string of whistling bullets rushed out of the muzzle of the gun. Immediately, five or six Japs were beaten until they fell covered in blood, but it was to no avail. In other places, more and more Japs broke into the position.
The veterans were trying their best to resist, but they were weak. Although there were many recruits, they were like sheep being chased by a pack of wolves, running away crying and ignoring Qin Shou's orders. Some even fired their guns.
All thrown away.
Qin Shou looked at the leaky position and his heart sank to the bottom of his heart. If he had a group of veterans under his command, the Japanese would not be able to break in suddenly no matter how many dozens of lives they sacrificed.
However, these new recruits under my command had never fought before. When they saw the Japanese suddenly coming in, they panicked and ran around in a mess, unable to stop shouting.
Qin Shou's mind was blank now. He had promised to stay on the position for an hour, but the position was about to be lost in the blink of an eye. How could he explain it to the regiment?
The Japanese were also surprised when they saw the recruits running away, and then they laughed ferociously when they saw their embarrassed appearance. This was a unit with no combat experience. They could be slaughtered by them. They became
More vicious.
The ferocious Japs are rapidly expanding their results, and although the weak veterans have defeated many Japs, they themselves are becoming fewer and fewer.
Recruit Luo Wencai and two other veterans jumped into the semicircular arc fortification, panting heavily, turned around and set up their rifles.
Four or five Japanese soldiers were already chasing after them, and bullets kept falling all around them, causing gravel and sand to fly into their faces, causing burning pain.
The sweat dripping down was stained with the dust on their faces, making their cheeks dirty immediately. The three people quickly inserted the new bullet bridge clip into the gun, pulled the gun bolt, and loaded the bullet.
"I am at the front, you each choose one, then throw out the remaining two grenades and rush out to fight with bayonets!"
The veteran's face was scratched with blood by the flying bullets, and he looked a bit ferocious.
Recruit Luo Wencai nodded, moved the muzzle of his gun, and caught a Japanese man who was approaching quickly.
"Bang!" The veteran fired, a wisp of smoke drifted from the muzzle, and a Japanese soldier who was rushing in front fell to the ground.
The Japanese were too crazy and too arrogant. When they saw the new recruits running around the battlefield, they thought they had found a soft persimmon. Little did they know that there were still veterans who could kill them.
The Japanese soldier at the head fell to the ground with a plop, and his helmeted head had turned into a ball of rotten tofu. The veteran hit him accurately between the eyebrows.
The other few Japanese who rushed over without concealment were startled, and immediately scattered like frightened birds and fell down.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two gunshots were fired one after another. Two frightened Japanese soldiers were shot and fell to the ground. One was still twitching on the ground, clutching his stomach.
The two veterans each threw a grenade with their hands. The two Japanese soldiers who had just laid down and raised their guns suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the grenades flying towards them.
They cursed and rolled to avoid the falling grenades, but with two booming explosions, the flakes flew everywhere.
"Charge!" The veteran rushed out at the lead, and the recruit Luo Wencai followed closely behind.
Before the smoke cleared, the corpses of three Japanese soldiers lay lifeless on the ground. A few meters away, a Japanese soldier was still lying on the ground twitching, his thigh was blown off.
The slightly injured Japs grabbed the gun and put it on his shoulder to shoot, but the veteran's quick eyesight and quick hands fired the gun first. The bullet sank into the Japs' chest, causing him to feel like a hammer. He couldn't hold the gun in his hand and fell to the ground.
The veterans lowered their bayonets and stabbed each of the two struggling Japanese soldiers, picked up their grenades, dragged the recruit Luo Wencai and ran back.
In the hazy black mist, more Japanese soldiers were rushing towards them. The three of them were absolutely no match and could only run away.
On the frontal position, the two sides were already mixed together, bullets were whizzing, rifle butts were flying, and the sounds of bayonets piercing guns could be heard one after another.
Qin Shou led the veterans in the company who were still fighting against the Japanese. The recruits, who were running around like headless flies, could not tell the difference between east, west and north on such a battlefield. They were chased by the Japanese until they cried.
"You little bitch!"
Qin Shou's eyes turned red. He pushed the gun hard and the butt broke. The Japanese's helmet was also deeply dented into his head.
"Lieutenant of the Battalion, retreat, we can't stop you!"
A veteran's arm was stabbed in half by a bayonet, and he was dripping with blood, but he took the opportunity to stab the Japanese who stabbed him to death.
Just when Qin Shou was about to lead his men to retreat, a group of murderous brothers suddenly rushed out from behind them. They held rifles and fired continuously.
Many Japanese who chased and beat the new recruits were immediately beaten into gourds of blood and fell unwillingly into a pool of blood.
"Brothers! Our reinforcements are coming! Kill!" Qin Shou was shocked when he saw these brothers who were coming for reinforcements, and he shouted at the top of his lungs.
The reinforcements came from a platoon from the special agent company directly under the regiment. They were all veterans of bloody battles. The twenty-shot shell guns in their hands provided powerful firepower in the short charge.
Rows of bullets were fired out, immediately knocking down the Japanese soldiers who were so fierce and ferocious just now.
There was also a brother who was holding a fancy machine gun with a cold face like a demon from hell. A burst of bullets hit several Japanese soldiers who were raising their guns, making them tremble all over and causing blood to flow like a fountain.
While firing, they did not slow down, stepping on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers and quickly advancing across the trenches.
Each of them was equipped with two shell guns, one for use and one for backup. After emptying the bullets in the two guns, they did not reload the bullets, put the guns back into the holsters, and drew out the swords on their backs, like fierce tigers fighting the incoming people.
The devils collided.
The Japs' bayonets were sharp, but the broadswords of these secret service brothers were so powerful and heavy that the Japs' bayonets couldn't stop them with a heavy blow. If they flicked upward again, the Japs' heads would fly out.
This group of ferocious veterans did not scream, but silently charged forward, with cold light flashing, and sharp swords slashing horizontally and vertically, with blood flying everywhere, and the Japanese who rushed into the position were killed and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
The brothers in the front rushed forward with determination amid splashes of blood and flesh, while the brothers in the back were already carrying light machine guns and began to find a position to set up.
"Da da da……"
Strings of light machine gun bullets flew high and fell on the Japanese who were still rushing toward the position. The group of Japanese soldiers rose up into clouds of blood mist, which were suppressed by the blocking fire.
The Japanese who rushed into the position were all picked up like chopping melons and vegetables. However, the veterans who belonged to the special agent company were already covered in blood and broken flesh, and their vitality was high.
Seeing that these murderers had reversed the precarious situation of the position in an instant, Qin Shou shouted and hurriedly gathered the scattered brothers. Together with the veterans of the platoon, he jumped into the trench to suppress the Japanese attack.