When the veteran squad leader saw a brother who had been shot and fell to the ground, his face changed wildly, he waved his arms and shouted miserably. The unique roar of the heavy machine gun made their hearts sink to the bottom.
New recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of machine guns. Faced with those heavy machine gun bullets as thick as a thumb, if they get hit by one, they will either die or be seriously injured.
Moreover, the Chinese ** team has always been short of medical treatment and medicine. Once bitten by a heavy machine gun, there will be a bloody hole all over the body, and I am afraid that I will have to wait for death.
The Japanese's heavy machine gun suddenly opened fire, catching the advancing guerrilla officers and soldiers by surprise. They originally thought they were behind the puppet army and thought they could be defeated with a single charge.
But who knew they were well-trained little Japs, but now it was too late to hide. The Japs' machine gunners were also strictly trained. After sweeping away one guerrilla group, they quickly targeted another guerrilla group.
Before the guerrilla group could react to the sound of gunfire, the hot bullets had already penetrated their chests and then disappeared into the muddy water behind them with blood.
Before a cloud of blood mist had dissipated, another cloud of blood mist exploded quickly. The bodies of the guerrilla officers and soldiers were like tattered kites, trembling and shaking under the impact of the bullets, and then they were covered in blood.
He collapsed and fell to the ground.
"Da da da--"
Arranged on the front line were only an infantry squad and a platoon of puppet soldiers, but there were five light machine guns, and they started to tremble.
The machine gunners had cold and ferocious expressions on their faces, and the rain of bullets was like splashing water as it enveloped the guerrilla officers and soldiers.
"Puff-"
"Well!"
"ah!"
The guerrilla officers and soldiers who were rushing forward were hit by a hail of bullets and fell to the ground, shouting in panic and screaming in pain, creating chaos.
The more than thirty guerrilla officers and soldiers who were attacking forward were like ripe wheat, and a large piece of it was turned over in an instant.
The corpse fell to the ground in the mud, and blood flowed gurglingly. Soon the muddy water beneath him was dyed red, and the strong smell of blood was particularly strong.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The guerrilla brothers who were lying down in the shallow pit watched helplessly as their brothers were being slaughtered mercilessly, and they fought back with red eyes.
However, in the rainy and foggy weather, the gun flames were particularly conspicuous. As soon as they fired a shot, a machine gun ballistically swooped over like a poisonous snake. The sound of bullets entering the flesh kept ringing, and blood surged.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
"Get out! Get out quickly!"
The sparse firepower of the rifles in the hands of the guerrilla officers and soldiers could not compete with the powerful Japanese soldiers. Lying on the ground without cover would only become a living target.
The surviving guerrilla officers gave hoarse orders to retreat, but they rushed too close to the Japanese and were now suppressed by the Japanese's firepower and unable to move. Many of them were shot several times and fell to the ground as soon as they stood up and turned around.
Facing the huge gap in firepower, all struggles were in vain. The Japanese soldiers' marksmanship was precise and tricky, and they kept aiming at the guerrilla officers and soldiers crawling on the ground and shooting until there was no more moving living thing on the ground.
Just a few minutes later, more than thirty guerrilla officers and soldiers fell on the land where they had fought before, and the ground was stained red with blood.
Facing this overwhelming massacre, the Japanese squadron leader's expression did not change at all, but his eyes revealed an excited, bloodthirsty and ferocious light.
They have been in a passive state since they arrived in the guerrilla zone. Facing the traps and cold guns of the guerrillas, they suffered heavy casualties. Although they were crazy, there was nothing they could do.
But now that he saw these guerrilla officers and soldiers taking the initiative to hit their guns, and seeing so many guerrilla officers and soldiers wiped out in an instant, he regained his confidence again.
"Stop shooting and clean the battlefield!" Squadron Leader Kameda waved his hand and issued the order.
Soon, the intensive gunfire suddenly stopped, and a detachment of Japanese soldiers rushed out with rifles with bayonets and went straight to the guerrilla officers and soldiers who fell in the wilderness.
"Stab it!"
The Japanese soldiers struck decisively and harshly, kicking the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were covered in blood. If they found anyone still breathing, they would stab them in the chest without hesitation.
The white knives went in and the red knives came out. The eyes of these Japanese soldiers were shining like beasts, and the blood and killing made them excited.
"Whizzing--"
Bullets flew out of the rain and fog, grazing the heads of the Japanese soldiers. The Japanese soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and ran back.
The other guerrilla officers and soldiers who heard the sound of fighting quickened their pace and gathered around. When they saw the slaughtered brothers lying on the ground, their eyes immediately turned red.
"You little devil! I'll fuck your grandma!" An angry guerrilla officer and soldier immediately picked up a gun and roared.
Some brothers raised their arms and shouted: "Brothers! Beat me! Avenge the sacrificed brothers!"
Since Yang Ling took charge of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, they have taken advantage of every battle with the Japs and puppet troops, and their losses have been very small.
However, in just a few minutes, more than thirty brothers died at the gunpoint of the Japanese soldiers, which the brothers could not accept for a while.
At this moment, they didn't care about any tactics. They held their guns and attacked the Japanese soldiers. The crazy momentum made the Japanese soldiers feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Come on, come all!"
Seeing the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing over again, Japanese squadron leader Kameda seemed particularly excited. He suddenly had the illusion that maybe he could independently eliminate the guerrillas that gave commander Ichiro Kuroda a headache.
Dense bullets flew across the area between the two sides, and the weeds were cut in half. The machine gun fire support points of the Japanese soldiers intertwined with the bombardment of the rifles and grenade launchers of the infantry, and the attack of the guerrilla officers and soldiers.
It was quickly repulsed.
"How is it going?"
Battalion Commander Wang Huzi learned that a brother had bitten a group of Japanese soldiers in the rear, and hurried over to direct the battle.
"Battal Commander, he's a little devil. Several of our brothers who didn't know the depth of the situation rushed up and they were all dead!"
A company commander retreated with blood all over his body and reported to Wang Huzi in a choked voice.
When Wang Huzi heard this, he was also deeply shuddered. He hurriedly moved forward to observe. When he saw the corpses lying on the ground and the enemy's temporary positions with firepower points arranged in an orderly manner, he secretly thought that he was careless.
"Damn it!"
Wang Huzi's gaze retracted, and when he saw his brother who had lost so much, he angrily punched the soft rain-soaked soil, and it was deeply embedded.
"Inform all the nearby guerrilla companies to come closer and eat the Japanese soldiers in the rear to avenge our sacrificed brothers!"
"Bring me the machine guns from our battalion too!"
…
Wang Beard issued a series of orders. Although they are guerrillas and do not fight tough battles, this does not mean that they will only fight cold shots.
The nearby guerrilla officers and soldiers learned that there was a vicious group of little devils here, and they surrounded them one after another.
Seeing more and more guerrilla officers and soldiers appearing in the surrounding wilderness, the high-spirited Captain Kameda also realized that something was wrong.
"retreat!"
Seeing that the guerrillas had no intention of attacking immediately, but were digging trenches nearby, Squadron Leader Kameda decided to break away from the contact first. Anyway, the main force had gone far, and there was no need for him to stay here to consume.
But now that I'm here, it's not that easy to leave.