Eight hundred and seventeenth chapter surrounded by three missing one
The rain and fog became dense again, and dusk was approaching. The brothers of the first battalion of the guerrillas, who had fought fiercely for a day, were lying on the wet and muddy position. They were cold and tired, but the battle continued.
"Bang! Bang!"
The captured grenade began to fire continuously again, and the grenade flew towards a messy grove with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
"Boom!"
The flames of the explosion were particularly conspicuous in such rainy and foggy weather. The remaining Japanese were blown up, and screams and wails could be vaguely heard.
The Japanese Kameda Squadron was in a desperate situation. It was surrounded by guerrilla officers and soldiers in this narrow forest. Even an ill-aimed grenade could cause damage to them.
"Machine gun cover! Up!"
Before the smoke from the grenade explosion had dissipated, Wang Huzi, commander of the first guerrilla battalion in charge of front-line command, couldn't wait to issue the order to attack.
"Da da da……"
The machine gun covering the side and rear opened fire in a trembling manner, and clouds of dark gray gunpowder smoke filled the air. The scarlet bullets penetrated the rain curtain and penetrated into the small woods, smashing the branches and leaves, and cutting the woods bare.
Brothers from a platoon jumped out of the temporary bunker with their guns in hand, and rushed toward the woods. Another attack began.
"Pah! Pah!"
"Da da da……"
The remaining Japanese soldiers quickly recovered from the explosion and saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing up from the rain. Amidst the feeble roars of the officers, the sound of gunfire gradually became louder.
The bullets roared in the air and banged into the trunk of the tree, sending the mud flying. The guerrilla officers and soldiers who rushed forward were forced to lie down again to hide in the face of the dense firepower net, and the offensive momentum was suppressed.
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Although only half a squadron and half a company of puppet troops were left among the surrounded Japanese, their resistance was still tenacious. These Japanese soldiers who were transferred from the front to the rear for security operations were fierce and fierce.
Although the officers and soldiers of the first battalion of guerrillas have gradually matured in the training of guerrilla warfare, they are like lone wolves wandering in the countryside, able to capture fighter planes and annihilate the enemy on their own.
However, they rarely participated in such siege operations. After all, most of the time they followed the principles of decentralized operations and guerrilla operations to fight against the Japanese.
Kameda Squadron was now surrounded by them. The first guerrilla battalion had been fighting for two hours but was still unwilling to come down. This made the battalion commander Wang Huzi angry.
In the past, even if he encountered a position guarded by extremely fierce Japanese soldiers, as long as he led his brothers to attack, he would be able to kill the Japanese soldiers with his desperate fighting style.
"Damn it! Beat me! Don't lie still!"
But now that he had not eaten it after two hours of fighting, Wang Huzi felt so angry that he loudly urged the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were suppressed and lying on the ground and shooting at the Japanese.
He misses his old brothers very much now. They dared to fight and risked their lives. Although the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla army were good at guerrilla fighting, they had developed the shortcoming of cherishing their lives and saving their lives. They could not attack the powerful enemy.
Wang Huzi knew that with their shooting skills and the enemy's shooting, it would be strange if they didn't get shot one by one. Only by rushing up and fighting at close range would they have an overwhelming advantage in numbers.
Although Wang Huzi behind him was cursing repeatedly, the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were used to running away if they could not be beaten still did not dare to rush forward at this moment, and fell down again when the gun was fired.
"Teng Teng Teng..."
The Miner's four-heavy machine gun roared again. In the rainy and foggy weather, a scarlet fire chain could be seen extending out, and then tearing everything in the ballistic path to pieces.
"Directly ahead at two o'clock, extend your shot!"
The heavy machine gun squad leader was personally directing the heavy machine gun bullets towards a Japanese light machine gun group that was firing.
Perhaps feeling the aura of death approaching, the Japanese soldiers' light machine gun team quickly stopped shooting and prepared to move with their guns.
"Puff-"
But they were still a step slower. Heavy machine gun bullets as thick as a thumb blasted through their bodies at lightning speed. A cloud of blood mist filled the air. The Japanese machine gun team was beaten to pieces and all were swept away.
Fall to the ground.
The guerrilla brothers lying on the ground shouted again and began to rush forward, trying to reach a distance where they could throw grenades.
The two Japanese machine gun groups in the other two directions quickly turned their guns and fired at the heavy machine guns, blocking the path of the guerrilla officers and soldiers. The bullets hit the mud on the ground and splashed more than one meter high. The brothers were once again
Suppressed.
Although the guerrillas had more people, they did not have superior firepower. The Japanese soldiers also started firing grenades in an attempt to knock out the heavy machine guns that threatened them.
"Quick, transfer!"
The heavy machine gun that had just fired two ammunition belts had to cease fire and move to a new firing position at the urging of the heavy machine gun squad leader.
The brothers who lost the cover of the heavy machine gun were unable to rush forward, so Wang Huzi had to withdraw them again.
Yang Ling had been observing the situation on the battlefield. He was surprised by the fighting power of this group of Japanese soldiers. They were so ferocious even after being beaten like this. He underestimated these Japanese soldiers.
In fact, it is not that these Japanese rebels have become stronger, but that these guerrilla officers and soldiers are not as good as the battle-hardened brothers who were in the 74th Army.
Although many of those brothers were recruited in batches, the high-intensity fighting never stopped, and those who could survive were all strong.
They dared to kill and fight. Even though their weapons and equipment were completely backward, they were simply competing with the Japanese to see who was more ferocious and who was less afraid of death.
Most of the guerrillas are now newly recruited soldiers, but they lack high-intensity desperate fighting. They have always been engaged in small-scale roaming attacks and have become lone wolf-like troops. What they are better at is guerrilla warfare.
, lacks the bloody spirit to fight to the death.
Using such troops to fight tough battles is a mistake in itself, but now that Yang Ling has no troops at all, he can only rush the ducks and let them stand hard, which is understandable and the effect is not good.
"Let Wang Huzi withdraw the brothers." Yang Ling quickly issued an order to suspend the attack.
When Wang Huzi was worried about being unable to defeat the Japanese squadron, hearing the order to stop the attack undoubtedly made him feel that he was losing face.
"Commander, give me another hour, no, half an hour, and I promise to destroy these devils!" Wang Huzi personally ran to the back and begged Yang Ling to give him another chance.
Looking at this good brother who was soaked all over, Yang Ling pulled him to sit down and explained: "I'm not questioning your fighting skills. It's just that our brothers have only trained in wandering guerrilla warfare, and have never been trained in how to fight.
If we fight positional warfare and offensive warfare, we will suffer losses if we continue to fight like this. What I mean is to change the way of fighting."
"But it's going to be dark soon. If we don't fight it off, we'll have long nights and lots of dreams." Wang Huzi looked at the dark sky with worry on his face.
Yang Ling guessed: "I guess the Japs are holding on here, either waiting for dark, or waiting for the main Japs to come back for rescue. If there is no sign of the Japs' main force coming back, then I'm afraid they are waiting for dark to break out. In that case, let's not attack.
, then we will take the initiative to open a way for them and let them out, we will be surrounded by three and one will be missing."
Wang Huzi quickly understood what Yang Ling meant. Now they had the Japanese surrounded, and the Japanese had to fight in order to survive.
If they had given the Japanese a way out, they probably wouldn't have resisted so fiercely. They might have taken the opportunity to break out. As soon as they got out of the woods, wouldn't it be up to the guerrillas to decide how they wanted to deal with them?
"I'll make arrangements right away!" Wang Huzi stood up immediately and returned to the front.