Although Zhang Heizi and the others were looking for the sound of gunfire to find friendly troops, on this dangerous battlefield, every step was extremely dangerous.
"Snapped!"
As they passed through a pine forest that had been destroyed by artillery fire, suddenly the crisp sound of gunfire rang out.
The whistling bullet penetrated the body of the brother in front. The strong impact of the bullet made his body stagger like a hammer, and a flower of blood spattered out.
"Damn it, there's a devil!"
Company Commander Zhang Heizi reacted quickly, cursing and hurriedly rolling behind the charred wooden pillar.
One of the other two brothers lay down behind a rock in a panic, and the other rolled into a crater in a panic.
"Puff puff!"
The scorching bullets whizzed in, raising clouds of flying smoke and dust on the ground, and fell into the air one after another.
It's not that the little devil's marksmanship has deteriorated, but that most of the brothers who were able to survive the brutal fighting last night were agile and quick in reaction, otherwise they would have died eight hundred years ago.
Zhang Heizi pulled the bolt of his gun with a loud bang, without even taking aim. He dodged and fired two shots in the direction where the Japanese bullets were flying.
"Da Liu, Da Liu!"
Goudan huddled behind the rock and called out to the brother who had been shot and fell to the ground, but there was no response after calling several times, and his eye circles suddenly turned red.
"Puff!" Goudan's shout immediately attracted the Japanese's bullets. The bullets hit the rock and spattered a string of sparks. Goudan had to fire back randomly.
"Hold on! There aren't many Japs!"
Zhang Heizi had rich combat experience, and he could tell just by the sound of gunfire that the Japanese who attacked them were probably alone, and there were not many of them.
Indeed, as company commander Zhang Heizi judged, the Japanese who were hiding in a collapsed trench and shooting at them were indeed dispersed in the melee last night.
The number of Japanese soldiers was about the same as Zhang Heizi's. There were only three of them, and they were also running around on this unmarked battlefield, looking for their own troops.
But who made Zhang Heizi and the others unlucky? The Japs were well-trained and walked along the ridge with a wide view. However, Zhang Heizi and the others walked along a gentle slope for safety, resulting in a limited view. Instead, they were ambushed by three Japs.
The three Japanese soldiers did not take Zhang Heizi and the four Chinese officers and soldiers seriously at all, so they thought they would deal with them easily.
But who knew they were careless. As soon as the gun fired, Zhang Heizi and the others fell down. As a result, one of the Japanese soldiers was knocked down in the first round of shooting, and the rest took cover.
The perfect ambush turned into a three-on-three attack, which made the little devil extremely depressed.
The leading old Japanese soldier moved his gun, but he found that the three Chinese soldiers who were still alive were hiding too poorly, so that he could not find a chance at all.
But the old Japanese had no intention of letting Zhang Heizi and the others go. Since they met on this battlefield, it would be a fight to the death, and they had to kill each other.
"Yours goes down from the left, you go down from the right, outflank them——"
Although the old Japanese was not an officer, he was highly skilled in tactics. Seeing that the sneak attack failed, he quickly adjusted his tactics.
"Hiyi!"
Two Japanese soldiers who had just been added to the army half a month ago responded and left the place with their guns in hand, quietly trying to outflank him from both sides.
This is a classic tactic of the Japanese soldiers. The Japanese soldiers are naturally very familiar with it. Although there are only three of them, they still dare to divide their troops and outflank them. It must be said that the Japanese soldiers are very arrogant.
"Company Commander, there is no movement, the Japanese will not withdraw, right?" Goudan and the others are now suppressed on the hillside, unable to move.
Although the hidden enemy cannot be hit, once it leaves the cover, it immediately becomes a living target.
"Don't move yet, let me take a look." After Zhang Heizi reminded him, he wanted to stick out half of his head to observe.
But as soon as he poked his head out, the bullet flew over and sank into the soil in front of him. The flying mud flew up on his face, which immediately caused a burning pain.
Seeing that he was almost reimbursed by the Japanese, Zhang Heizi was extremely frightened and felt a wave of pain in his heart. What the hell is this? He had to find a way, otherwise he would have to explain it here today.
The old Japanese's tactics are very clear, that is, he is responsible for suppressing it and letting the other two Japanese to outflank him, hoping to destroy Zhang Heizi and the others.
But as the saying goes, a wise man will always make mistakes. The old Japanese soldier's tactical literacy is high, but it does not mean that the other two Japanese soldiers' tactical literacy is high.
The first batch of strong veterans of the Japanese Army who entered the battlefield in China were dead after a year of fighting, and their 106th Division was a special division.
The new recruits who were recruited this time were directly integrated into the army without even undergoing adaptive training. Although they are stronger than Chinese officers and soldiers, the gap between the two sides is also narrowing.
When Zhang Heizi was frowning and thinking about how to escape, he suddenly heard the crunching sound of dead branches being trampled from the side and behind, which surprised him.
He turned his head and looked around, and saw a little Jaap holding a gun leaning towards his position. He was already close.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Heizi hurriedly took out the last grenade from his waist, pulled the fuse and threw it.
"Clang!" The spinning grenade hit the Japanese soldier's helmet, making a crashing sound.
"boom!"
There was a loud explosion, and in the red and black smoke, the unlucky little devil was blown over, and his life or death was unknown.
"Pay attention to the back, the Japs are outflanking us!" Zhang Heizi hurriedly reminded the other two brothers when he saw that the Japs had been blown up and had no movement.
Goudan and another brother's attention had been focused on the hidden Japanese in front. After hearing Zhang Heizi's reminder, they hurriedly looked back with their guns in hand.
You don't know this by looking at it. You're so frightened that you fainted, and you don't know when the Japanese have touched your back.
"Bang!" Goudan took the initiative and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet spurted out from the muzzle and penetrated the Japanese soldier's arm.
The Japs who were raising their guns to shoot immediately let out a miserable cry, covered their arms and fell down.
"Snapped!"
The old Japanese who was responsible for the frontal suppression saw that the situation was not going well and hurriedly shot Goudan to suppress him and cover the injured Japanese.
But Goudan had already pounced on the injured Japs who fell to the ground like a tiger pouncing on food, and the Japs' shot missed.
Taking advantage of the old Japanese's shot, Zhang Heizi hurriedly raised his gun towards the old Japanese's position and pulled the trigger.
Another brother also jumped out of the crater and quickly jumped in the direction of the old Japanese, trying to rush over.
"Pfft!" Goudan threw the injured Japanese man down and stabbed him with the bayonet without hesitation, once, twice... blood splattered everywhere.
In an instant, the situation took a turn for the worse. The old Japanese man, who had just dodged Zhang Heizi's shot, looked mortified and looked at the direction of the screams. He didn't care to save others. He would be doomed if he stayed any longer. He stamped his feet, turned around and retreated with his gun in hand.
"boom!"
But as soon as the old Japanese turned around and ran a few steps, a dull gunshot rang out. His body staggered, and there was a bloody hole in his chest, and gurgling blood was rushing out.
The old Japanese raised his head and saw several Chinese officers and soldiers wearing helmets emerging from the other side of the hillside.
"Bang - bang -" Two more shots were fired in succession, leaving two more bloody holes in the old devil's body, and he finally fell to the ground with a look of reluctance.