The melodic Czech-style strafing sound was like the piano music of death. The Japanese soldiers had no idea that there was a machine gunner hidden behind them. Zhao ruthlessly shot and killed the remaining Japanese soldiers.
It was a brief contact battle, but an ambush battle. Two Kuomintang soldiers were killed in Yuyang. The Japanese soldiers' counterattack when they were ambushed was too sharp. They turned around and fired, and temporarily pulled two people back.
"To clean up the battlefield, Lao Zhao and I will adjust the position of this machine gun. We will guard this street. There must be Japanese coming over!"
Wang Hainiu, the only remaining deputy squad leader, cut off the identity tags on the chests of the two soldiers and put them into his pockets. Wang Hao set up a simple bunker. It took less than a minute to set up a simple machine gun fortress.
Yu Yang also captured three grenades and several rounds of artillery shells. As for the rifles, Yu Yang threw them in the ruins, waiting for his men to come and reload them.
"Damn these damn little Japs!" The deputy squad leader held a bayonet in his hand and was stabbing the corpse of a Japs. Among the soldiers killed just now, there was one of his fellow countrymen named Wang Shunliu. Yu Yang knew that they
We have a very good relationship, and the vice squad leader regards Shunliu as his brother.
"Manatees, stop poking at the corpses and chop off their heads. Japan is very superstitious. If you chop off their heads, they won't be able to be reincarnated!"
After hearing Yu Yang's words, Manatee's eyes immediately lit up. He immediately walked to the body of a little Japanese, picked up the bayonet and slashed towards the little Japanese's neck, preparing to cut open the little Japanese's neck. There was no head.
When it fell, the little devil's body looked very disgusting with its head half pulled open.
"Okay, don't do it. Get all the blood. The little devil will attack later and kill a few more people to avenge Shunliu!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Hao. Wang Hao shook his head: "
It’s better not to smoke on the battlefield!”
"Okay, it's not night, it doesn't matter!" Yu Yang smiled, lit one for himself, and threw one to Wang Hainiu.
"Company commander, what kind of cigarette is this? I've never seen it before. What's behind here? The cigarette butt is over there. Why is it blocked on one side?"
Wang Hainiu wiped his hands and took the cigarette, but after holding it in his hand, he was stunned for a moment. He had never seen this cigarette before. It looked like a cigarette but it was much longer, as if it was wrapped in gold. Wang Hainiu
The best cigarette I ever smoked was Hardman, which was given to me by a former battalion commander. Most of the time I smoked some dry cigarettes or Lao Dao, and I had never seen this kind of cigarette.
"You can just smoke it. The Nine-Five Supreme is rare on the market. My family brought it back from Nanyang. This side is the filter. Just hold it in your mouth!"
Only then did Yu Yang remember that filter cigarettes were not yet popular these days. In the past three to five years, filter cigarettes were officially available in the UK and were almost unavailable in China.
"Nine-Five Supreme, that's a powerful name, I'm afraid it means beheading!" After Wang Hainiu finished speaking, he carefully put away the cigarette, took out his old knife and lit it for himself.
"What are you going to kill? He's dead early in the morning. If you're being smoked, just do it. Don't hide it. You're covered in blood. It'll be hard to smoke after the blood is spattered on you!" Yu Yang grabbed the Laodao cigarette from Wang Hainiu's mouth.
After taking it away, this guy still wants to keep this cigarette for the New Year.
"Habit, habit, company commander, I'm afraid of poverty. I always want to keep good things when I see them!" Wang Hainiu said, lighting the cigarette with a match, taking a deep breath and smacking his lips twice: "Company commander, this
I'm not good at smoking, it doesn't have much power, it's not as good as Lao Dao!"
"You, you, you don't know the good stuff. Okay, little Japan will come and I'll get you two packs of cherry blossoms later!" Yu Yang smiled and started to observe the distance with a telescope.
A minute later, Yu Yang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and waved his hand: "Little Japan is here, ready to fight!"
"Okay!" Wang Hainiu put out the cigarette butt, then carefully put the half of the cigarette back into his pocket, holding the weapon and aiming into the distance.
"Put in a little more, Lao Zhao, how are you doing in Form 92?"
"It can be played, but this thing has too few bullets. Manatee, come and load it for me!"
"Me? Ah, okay, what should I do?"
Lao Zhao pointed to the ammunition box: "You can hold this spring board later, and after I finish shooting here, just stuff it in from here. Do you understand?"
"Okay, I get it!"
Yu Yang picked up Lao Zhao's Czech style. Now that the number of people is relatively small, fire suppression is needed. Two machine guns, one heavy and one light, can block the road in front. If Little Japan wants to charge, it must be the same as the Sixth Company before.
Rely on human life to fill it
"Wang Hao, try this grenade. The Japs will definitely use the grenade to blow up our machine gun position later. Can you use the grenade to suppress the Japs' artillery?"
Wang Hao gave Yu Yang a thumbs up: "I can't do anything else, but I'm good at sex!"
"give it to you!"
Yu Yang continued to observe the movements of Little Japan. Four or five little Japanese soldiers appeared one after another on the street. They were looking at the intersection. Yu Yang picked up his Garand and aimed at the head of one of them.
After pulling the trigger, this group of Japs had discovered Yu Yang and others.
Immediately after the shooting, a dozen Japanese soldiers appeared at the other end of the street and began to charge towards Yu Yang and the others. The Garand in Yu Yang's hand kept firing. After killing the two little Japanese, the Japanese were far away from Yu Yang and the others.
It's about a hundred meters away, which is the optimal shooting range.
Lao Zhao took the lead in firing, and the unique sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun echoed over the streets. Yu Yang put Garand aside and started to fire with the Czech style. The Japanese soldiers who rushed at the front were directly blocked and beaten.
break.
Wang Hao was a little behind. After adjusting the distance with the grenade in his hand, he put the shell into the grenade, and a shell flew towards the Japanese.
"A little further away, shoot twenty meters forward!" Yu Yang was shooting while observing the point of impact, and told Wang Hao the specific location. The little Japanese are very good at playing grenades, but ordinary people really can't do it if they want to shoot.
He must be able to hit accurately. Wang Hao's first time controlling a weapon with this level of skill is already pretty good!
"Got it, I'll adjust it!" Wang Hao nodded and tilted the grenade slightly. Playing this thing depends entirely on the feel of the hand. There is nothing for you to aim at. Wang Hao has played various games when he was in the army.
Mortars of various calibers can be said to be very easy to control for this mortar-like weapon.
"Wang Hao, hurry up, the little Japanese are also making grenades. Lao Zhao, at eleven o'clock, there are three little Japanese behind the bunker, shoot through them, they are making grenades!"
ps: I don’t know how the Kuomintang soldiers can confirm that soldiers are dead. Secondly, there will be more in the afternoon.
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