Nine hundred and ninetieth eight chapters blood training
The sun shines through the leaden clouds, but the cold wind is still howling, and the Japanese soldiers lying on the cold wilderness still cannot feel any warmth.
The Japanese soldiers jumped into the water-filled paddy fields at night to pursue the guerrillas who attacked them. Their whole lower legs were wet and they seemed to be unconscious while running.
But now that it was dawn and they stopped, the coldness coming from the muddy water that had soaked their shoes and military pants made their teeth chatter. They hated those elusive guerrillas and cursed viciously in their hearts to catch them.
We must use the most cruel means to make their lives worse than death.
The Japanese soldiers were arrogant. The propaganda of domestic mobilization and the continuous success reports from the front made them have a superficial understanding of war. They thought that as long as they showed their bayonets, they could occupy towns and cities and plant the flag of the Japanese Empire.
But now in the real battlefield, they realized that the propaganda that the Yamato nation could easily conquer China was so ridiculous.
Just these guerrilla forces with inferior weapons and equipment have made them exhausted and exhausted, so what about the strong strength of China's heavy military groups on the front battlefield? No wonder the war has been going on, and they suddenly feel that it is so far away to completely occupy China.
Things that are out of reach.
The morale of the Japanese soldiers was declining. The strength of the guerrillas frightened them. The wet, cold and lead-filled legs made them tired. Their mental state had calmed down from the excitement. They just wanted to end this damn battle quickly.
Then make a fire to bake the soaked shoes and socks.
But it was obvious that this battle could not end in a short time. On the land with a radius of ten kilometers, sporadic gunshots and explosions rang out from far and near, and every place was surrounded by dangers.
The Japanese didn't know how many traps there were in this area, nor how many of their opponents' troops were scattered on the opposite side. Now that the surprise attack plan had gone bankrupt, they could only lie on the slopes and shallow pits, waiting for new combat orders.
Just across the river ditch not far from the Japs, well-camouflaged observation posts of guerrilla officers and soldiers were also carefully detecting the movements of the Japs soldiers, and in the hidden field fortifications behind, at least one platoon of officers and soldiers was ready at any time.
Preparations for the battle to prevent the Japanese from crossing the river.
The forefront guerrilla officers and soldiers have been dismantled into small combat units in squads and platoons. They guard various places and watch and support each other, forming a deep defense system.
This not only avoids excessive losses caused by enemy artillery attacks due to excessive concentration of troops, but also achieves the effect of blocking and delaying the Japanese soldiers layer by layer.
Often after the Japanese captured a position guarded by the guerrillas, they would find that there was a new target waiting for them to attack a few hundred meters away. In this way, the Japanese were constantly running for their lives and eventually became a tired army.
The Japanese soldiers have been attacking forward all morning. Every time they attack a guerrilla position, they will encounter fire from several directions, but the Japanese soldiers are still attacking forward tenaciously.
But by noon, the Japanese soldiers were unable to fight due to the cold and exhaustion. The blood-stained Japanese soldiers had been highly tense and their energy was becoming less and less concentrated.
As a last resort, the Japanese commander Takahiro Hirayama replaced the troops that had suffered heavy losses in assault missions and replaced them with new ones.
In view of the heavy lessons learned in the morning, the new attack force did not launch an attack rashly again. They were waiting, waiting for the guerrillas on the opposite side to reveal their flaws, and for the guerrillas to be unable to resist attacking them.
Hidden in a patch of reed swamps were two hundred elite Japanese soldiers, who were ready to attack.
Several guerrilla officers and soldiers camouflaged with weeds came from the left wing, quietly crossed a ditch, and hunched over the edge of the Japanese temporary resting place.
"Oops, one of our brothers touched the Japanese!"
The guerrilla observation post on the other side of the river, which had been observing the movements of the Japanese soldiers, suddenly became nervous when they saw a few wriggling grass balls suddenly appearing near the Japanese resting place.
In addition to the guerrillas with fixed guarding positions in squads and platoons at the front, there are also many dispersed guerrilla groups operating independently.
These guerrilla groups are lone wolves. They are more flexible in their operations. They have great autonomy when and where to attack the Japanese. Some groups may lurk for a whole day for one attack, and some groups will frequently attack the Japanese.
Each group has a different fighting style.
Although these scattered guerrilla groups are very flexible in combat, they also have some shortcomings, that is, they are difficult to gather and concentrate once they are scattered.
And even if the general team has new information, it is difficult to notify them immediately. In many cases, whether to fight or withdraw is completely decided by the guerrilla group. This way, while training the capabilities of the commanders of these lone wolf-like guerrilla groups,
There are also great risks.
When the brothers at the front saw the guerrilla group approaching the Japanese soldiers, the brothers at these observation posts were extremely nervous.
Because they knew that there was an army of Japanese soldiers lying in ambush in the reeds not far from the guerrilla group. They knew that, but the guerrilla group that suddenly appeared did not know it and was still groping over there. It was completely
Throw yourself into a trap.
"What should I do? There are Japs lurking over there."
Seeing the guerrilla group on the other side still walking towards it, the brothers at the observation post were so nervous that they began to sweat.
"Don't go there, don't go there."
The brothers at the observation post shouted in their hearts, but the guerrilla group on the other side couldn't hear them and were still approaching the danger.
"Shoot as a warning!"
A brother at the hidden observation post didn't care that he and others would be exposed. He loaded the gun with a click, pointed the muzzle of the gun to the other side of the river, and pressed the trigger.
"boom!"
There was a dull sound of gunfire, the muzzle of the gun jumped suddenly, and the brothers at the observation post opened fire.
The guerrilla group on the other side, which was approaching the Japanese soldiers' resting place and preparing to attack, was also frightened. They quickly fell down on the spot and looked back in the direction of the gunfire.
The Japanese soldiers hiding in the reeds had their bullets loaded, and looked at the approaching guerrillas with ferocious faces. However, the sound of gunfire caused the guerrilla group to stop, and the Japanese commander's face looked a little angry.
"Run! There are Japs over there!"
Although they were far apart, several brothers at the observation post jumped up from the hidden ground while shooting, and ran while shooting in the direction of where the Japanese were resting.
"What are they shouting?"
The brothers in the guerrilla group who were lying on the ground looked at each other and looked at the brothers running and jumping on the other side of the river, full of doubts.
"I can't hear you clearly, it's too far away..."
"No matter what they shouted, prepare the explosives. They attracted the Japanese. We just gave them a big gift!"
After a brief pause, the brothers in the guerrilla group moved forward again, crawling forward toward the nearest exposed Japanese outpost.
Seeing those brothers moving in the direction of the Japanese again, the brothers at the observation post on the other side screamed hoarse, but the howling cold wind drowned out their shouts.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
Just as these guerrilla brothers were about to approach the Japanese outpost, suddenly a machine gun rang out, and a series of bullets flew over from the inconspicuous reeds nearby, falling around them, causing grass clippings to scatter everywhere.
"Puff!"
The dull sound of bullets hitting the gunshots one after another was heard, and the brothers lying on the ground became living targets. The bullets swept over their bodies and blood spattered.
Every battle on the battlefield is a matter of life and death. Even a veteran crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood may be killed in an inconspicuous battle the next moment.
Several brothers who were preparing to sneak attack on the Japanese died before they even had time to scream. Their bodies were covered with bullets and bloody holes.
"Uh..." The guerrilla team leader was also shot, at least in more than ten places. He was covered in blood, but he still managed to hold on and did not die.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the dead brothers who had been shot and motionless, his eyes full of reluctance. He finally understood what the brothers on the other side were shouting, but it was too late to understand now.
The Japanese soldiers had already rushed forward with their bayonets shining brightly, with murderous intent in their ferocious eyes. The Japanese soldiers had been beaten so hard that they finally caught such a good opportunity.
The Japanese soldiers rushed forward, raised their bayonets and stabbed them involuntarily, wanting to vent their pent-up anger.
"Huh! Huh!" The sound of the bayonet piercing the flesh kept ringing. The bayonet fell and was pulled out, dripping with blood.
"Boom!"
With only one breath left, the leader of the guerrilla group pulled the grenade tied to himself with great difficulty, screamed in horror at the Japanese who stabbed the bayonet at him, and was blown away in a radial pattern amidst the roar.