"Stop lying down, come on! Rush in and kill Zhang Liechen for me!"
The puppet battalion commander Zhang Lezi took out his gun, raised the gun, and kicked the puppet fourth company commander who was still lying behind a pile of dirt.
The puppet company commander who was named suddenly fell down and complained in his heart that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.
My dear mother, you ask for credit and rewards in front of the Japanese, but you ask me to go to war in the rain of bullets. Is this the way to play?
The puppet soldiers whose names were not called also breathed a sigh of relief and cast sympathetic glances at the fourth company commander.
They were afraid of death, so they put on these dog-skin clothes and became traitors. If we really wanted them to fight these guerrillas who were not afraid of death, it would be better to kill them.
But now there are more than a hundred fierce Japs behind them. If they don't attack Qinghe Town, they may not be able to escape death. They are now living in the crack of the door, no one is inside or outside.
The fourth company commander looked at the well-fortified and heavily guarded Qinghe Town, and then at the nearly two hundred people under his command. He took a deep breath, grabbed the shell gun and stood up slowly from behind the mound.
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"Brothers, come on! Break into Qinghe Town and enjoy the hot food!" The puppet company commander seemed to be cheering himself up, his voice was particularly loud.
The puppet soldiers of the fourth company of the puppet army also climbed up extremely reluctantly, opened the attack line, held their 38 rifles, and turned back towards Qinghe Town step by step.
"Machine gun, set up the machine gun to cover me!"
The puppet battalion commander Zhang Lezi saw that the Japanese infantry artillery behind him had not moved. Even if he was given ten courages, he did not dare to rush. He loudly scolded the machine gun team in his battalion.
The puppet army's firepower was quite luxurious, with ten machine gun groups. The machine gunners pulled their guns one after another, ready to provide cover fire at any time.
Hearing the cover of machine guns behind them, the puppet soldiers responsible for the attack finally felt a lot more at ease. They clenched the guns in their hands, risked their waists, and approached the town very obscenely.
"Brothers, listen up, keep it close and hit!"
Zhang Liechen was also a man who had experienced a great war, and he did not look down upon these puppet troops. As long as the more than a hundred Japanese soldiers did not participate in the war, he was sure to beat the crap out of these puppet troops.
Although the composition of the officers and soldiers of these third guerrilla detachments is complex, they include members of the original security regiment, stragglers who retired from the Xuzhou War, and local young men full of enthusiasm.
Although their strength was mixed, they had a raging army and a den of raging generals. With Zhang Liechen, a fearless commander like Zhang Liechen leading them, they also gained some courage out of thin air.
The sound of pulling the bolts of guns was heard constantly. The officers and soldiers of these guerrillas were holding their guns and aiming at the puppet soldiers who were approaching obscenely.
Although there was wind and the temperature was not too high under the gloomy sky, the puppet company commander who followed suit could not help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.
They had entered the range of the guerrillas, but the guerrillas had not yet opened fire, forcing them to keep moving forward.
But the further you go, the more dangerous it becomes. By then it will be too late to run back. The puppet company commander can only pray to the Bodhisattva for blessings in his heart. He really has not done anything harmful to heaven and earth, he just wants to live.
That's all.
The puppet soldiers had similar thoughts. The further they moved forward, the less capable they were, and they began to look around, looking for pits, mounds, etc., where they could hide from bullets if the gunfire went off.
"Fuck, hurry up!"
Seeing that the distance was only a few hundred meters, the attacking puppet army was delayed for more than ten minutes. The puppet army battalion commander Zhang Laizi became a little confused and stuck half of his head out from behind the field ridge to urge loudly.
With Zhang Laizi's urging, the puppet soldiers involuntarily accelerated their steps, but their tense faces betrayed their nervous hearts.
Shoot, why didn't you shoot? The puppet company commander estimated that they were already a hundred meters away, but the guerrillas guarding the trenches outside the town still didn't shoot.
He was already scolding his mother in his heart. Damn it, why bother yourself? What kind of bad luck did you have?
"Brothers! Fight me!" Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Liechen finally gave the order to fire.
"boom!"
The dull sound of gunfire rang out, the whistling bullets passed over the wasteland covered with grass, and with a pop, they penetrated the thigh of a puppet soldier who was leaning forward.
"Ah! My legs!"
The puppet soldier immediately fell to the ground, holding his shot leg and howling like a ghost.
"Bang bang bang..."
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the nearly two hundred puppet soldiers reacted so quickly like frightened rabbits that they all fell down without anyone's orders.
"Those sons of bitches, beat them up hard!"
The five Czech-style light machine guns in the fortifications all shuddered, and the bullets' trajectory was very low, almost licking the ground.
"Da da da……"
Amidst the crisp sound of gunfire, a standard three-point shot, a puff of muddy mist bounced off the ground. The dull sound of bullets penetrating the body was heard loudly, and blood spattered.
"ah!"
Puppet soldiers kept wailing when they were shot. They kept rolling and dodging in panic under the pursuit of bullets, but more and more people fell to the ground and never got up again.
"Fight!"
The puppet company commander also shouted, but was soon frightened by the bullets and rolled into a pit, leaving him covered in mud and in a miserable state.
Bullets were flying everywhere like locusts. Although more than two hundred puppet soldiers were also fighting back, they were suppressed to the ground and unable to move.
"Cover! Machine gun cover!" The puppet battalion commander Zhang Laizi waved his hand, and their machine guns also fired, desperately suppressing the firepower of the guerrilla officers and soldiers.
"Up! Up! Charge up!"
Seeing that the puppet troops in front were suppressed and unable to move, Zhang Laizi did not expect them to break the situation. He waved back and another group of puppet troops rushed out quickly.
Under Zhang Laizi's urging and scolding, the puppet troops moved forward in a chaotic manner, shooting and firing randomly. Blood sprayed and wailed. After a while, dozens of people were lying on the ground.
"Get up! Get up! Charge!"
Seeing the puppet soldiers lying on the ground, only firing their guns but not charging forward, the puppet battalion commander Zhang Laizi felt a little resentful and ran forward and kicked them.
But faced with the noisy gunfire and whizzing bullets, some puppet soldiers did not dare to move forward even if they were killed.
The Japanese were watching from behind. If they didn't perform well, they would be the ones who suffered. The puppet soldier Zhang Laizi also took the risk.
"Come on or not?!" He grabbed a puppet soldier by the collar and shouted.
"Batalion, battalion commander, I'm afraid..." The puppet soldier was trembling with fear from the bullet and begging for mercy with a cry.
"Damn it, you bastard! I'll shoot you!"
The puppet battalion commander Zhang Lezi cursed, pointed his gun at the puppet soldier's head and pulled the trigger.
Shooting at such a close range, the bullet instantly punched a bloody hole in the puppet soldier's head. Red and white sprayed down the back of his head, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Zhang Laizi's face became ferocious. He threw away the limp and dead puppet soldiers, raised his gun and shouted wildly: "Fuck them all, I will shoot them. Anyone who doesn't fight, I will shoot!"
Under Zhang Laizi's coercion, the puppet soldiers had to get up from the ground and continue to attack. The dull sound of bullets penetrating their bodies continued. The entire charging team was quickly beaten to pieces. Soon the puppet soldiers
They all fell down again, but they were still crawling forward.