Nine hundred and eighty-ninth chapter head-on attack
The battle in front of the village had just begun, and the Japanese squads on both sides exchanged fire with the ambushed guerrilla officers and soldiers.
"Grenade, throw it to me!"
A platoon of guerrilla officers and soldiers suddenly emerged from a dark ditch. A second lieutenant platoon leader shouted and threw a smoking grenade at the outflanking Japanese.
The Japanese team that was taking a roundabout way heard the gunshots in front of the village and didn't pay much attention, because it was all the sounds of the 38-year-old Gai, and it was their men who were shooting.
But they ignored the fact that almost all the main forces of the Northern Jiangsu Corps were equipped with Japanese equipment, so the sounds of the 38-type heavy machine guns and the 92-type heavy machine guns that the Japanese heard were not their own at all.
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Therefore, the outflanking Japanese squad did not stop, but quickly outflanked the guerrillas in an attempt to block the guerrillas in the village.
But suddenly they heard the shouts of the guerrillas not far away, and they subconsciously spread out to hide, but it was already too late.
Dozens of smoky grenades swirled towards the heads of the meandering group of Japanese soldiers, and immediately there was a continuous explosion like the earth was shattering.
The huge air wave of the explosion impacted all around, knocking these devils to the ground. The soil and dry grass on the ground were blown up, and then violently thrown towards the surroundings.
The field of the main film was illuminated by the flames of the explosion, with orange-red flames sweeping around. The heat wave rolled and the fragments popped into the body of the devil, and the shock wave danced wildly in the main film space.
A team of dozens of elite Japs were stunned and suffered heavy losses in the grenade explosion, and the choking smoke quickly enveloped them.
On the other side of the village, almost the same tactics were used. Under the sudden attack of grenades, the Japanese outflanking troops who were caught off guard suffered a heavy blow.
The current Jiangsu Northern Corps and other squadrons are no longer the troops with very low military literacy at the beginning of the war.
After fighting bloody battles one after another, the veterans who crawled out of the mountains of corpses and sea of blood passed on the experience gained with their blood to the newly formed troops.
Today's troops already know the Japanese's rigid attack tactics and the central breakthrough and flanking roundabout tactics.
Nowadays, many times they specifically ambush the enemy's roundabout troops, and now the roundabout Japanese troops have become the targets of guerrilla attacks.
"Brothers! Kill!"
Before the smoke from the explosion had dissipated, the second lieutenant platoon leader who led the team roared, holding a bayonet in his hand and pounced on the Japanese who were stunned by the bombing.
"Kill!" The murderous guerrilla brothers, led by the veterans, shouted in unison and pounced on them fiercely, like wolves smelling the smell of blood.
The Northern Jiangsu Corps has fought many times with the Japs, large and small. Many of the weapons in the hands of the officers and soldiers were personally seized from the Japs. The iron-blooded troops who were fed with Japs' flesh and blood are no longer afraid of the Japs.
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"Kill Gai Gai!"
A living sergeant of the Japs heard the cry coming from the darkness, covered his injured arm, and let out a ferocious cry.
The dozen or so remaining Japanese soldiers didn't care about the small wounds that were bleeding all over their bodies. They gathered one after another and faced the enemy with their bayonets drawn.
Under the illumination of the burning withered grass, the guerrilla officers and soldiers bravely ran into the Japanese soldiers, bayonet against bayonet, courage against iron blood, and the two sides fought in a melee.
The little Japanese who had not yet recovered from the shock of the explosion was no match for the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were recharging their energy. He was quickly knocked to the ground.
"ah!"
Although these ferocious and violent Japanese were struggling to their death, they were stabbed by more than a dozen bayonets, and soon there were dozens of transparent holes all over their bodies, and they staggered to the ground.
"Leave one squad to clean the battlefield, and the rest will follow me to support the village!"
After the platoon leader, who was covered in blood, confirmed that all the Japs had been eliminated, he quickly led his men towards the front of the village.
After the Japanese squadron leader who attacked the village head-on was attacked, he quickly commanded his troops to stabilize their position, and actually fought a battle with a company of guerrilla officers and soldiers guarding the village.
However, the roundabout teams on both sides also exchanged fire with the guerrillas, making the Japanese squadron leader realize that they had bumped into the main force of the guerrillas.
"Report quickly to the squadron leader. Our squadron has already engaged the main force of the China Army. Please ask for tactical guidance!" the Japanese squadron leader grabbed a communications soldier and shouted.
"Hiyi!"
After the Japs' communication soldier responded loudly, he took the two Japs and braved the hail of flying bullets and rushed back the way they came to ask for help.
"The third detachment seizes the house on the left and sends a machine gun to the big tree!"
The Japanese squadron leader was also experienced in combat. He knew that he had hit the main force of the guerrillas with his fierce attack, so he was not in a hurry to attack. He first stabilized his position and waited for reinforcements.
But the Japanese squadron leader had good intentions, but his performance was skinny. As soon as the enemy opened fire, the guerrilla officers and soldiers quickly surrounded him from several directions, ready to eat the advancing Japanese in one bite.
"Give me a blast! Don't feel bad about the shells. I won the battle and I'll treat you to a drink!"
The company commander of the machine gun company personally carried the mortar and ran to the edge of the battlefield. Tired in the winter, he took off his cotton-padded clothes and became shirtless. He quickly directed the brothers of the machine gun company to carry the mortars and heavy machine guns.
Set it up.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by the whistling sound of artillery being ejected from the barrel, each artillery shell dragged a dazzling stream of light and hit the Japanese in front of the village from the left.
The two heavy machine guns of the machine gun company also roared without showing any signs of weakness, spitting out tongues of flame, and fired scarlet bullets at the Japanese with arrogance.
"Boom! Boom!"
The shell exploded as soon as it hit the ground. In the dazzling flash, clouds of black smoke rolled up, and the exploded mud and the Japanese were knocked around by the strong air waves.
"There are Chinese people on the left!"
Facing this sudden bombardment, a Japanese soldier watched helplessly as his two companions were blown away and disappeared, and he shouted hurriedly and shrilly.
But his shouts seemed so weak amidst the rumbling sounds of gunfire. With a bang, half of the devil's body exploded into a splatter of flesh and blood.
The machine gun crew with Japanese soldiers hurriedly turned their guns to the left wing, but before they could lock on to the mortars on that side, bullets from the heavy machine guns had already swept over them.
The bullets as thick as their thumbs tore their bodies into pieces, and then extended like two fire snakes, beating the Japanese on the trajectory to pieces.
The Japanese soldiers saw the heavy machine gun bullets spraying the soil, and they rolled to avoid each other in panic. In the dark night, the surroundings were in chaos.
"Kill!"
The surrounding wilderness and fields resounded with loud shouts of killing, and the Japanese squadron leader's face turned pale when he saw the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing toward him in a black mass.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
The Japanese squadron leader knew that he had stirred up a hornet's nest. Faced with the guerrilla officers and soldiers rushing towards him from all sides, if he didn't withdraw quickly, he might not be able to chew the dregs left.
Five or six Japs' machine gun teams fired desperately, trying to stop the oncoming guerrilla officers and soldiers and cover their retreat.
However, with the banging gunshots, the main shooters of several Japanese machine gun groups had their heads blown off one after another, and a mixture of bone residue and brain tissue spewed out. The guerrilla sniper group had already targeted them.