The two-year soldier no longer had to worry about whether he would be hit by the precise marksmanship of the Japanese army. His hand holding the gun was surprisingly stable. He fired ten shots in just ten seconds and used up a magazine.
Knocked down two Japanese soldiers in the smoke.
Continuous gunshots directly knocked down the Japanese army's desperate squad spread over a width of more than 500 meters. The miserable howls of their companions echoed in front of the position, reminding them that although they were desperate, they must not die so blindly.
There was at least one infantry squad on the Chinese position. Captain Matsuda, who immediately threw himself to the ground, made a quick judgment based on the continuous gunshots.
However, the Chinese's marksmanship was so bad that they only knocked down two of them in one firing. Listening to the wails of his colleagues not far away getting lower and lower, Lieutenant Matsuda, who had no mercy at all, even felt a pang of regret.
If there were more casualties, he could announce his retreat now.
The "Pagouer" Japanese army's 38 troops also began their counterattack.
However, their sight was obviously not as good as Tu Tu's. The gunpowder smoke that had not yet dissipated became Tu Tu's best cover. More than ten shots in a row either hit the soil next to Tu Tu or grazed the trench wall behind him.
superior.
"Haha, you bitch, come on! Come on! Let me fuck you to death." Tudou, who was already a little "lost his mind", was not surprised but overjoyed. He quickly pressed the bullet clip into the gun and laughed loudly.
laugh.
The only thing he didn't do was escape.
It's so strange on the battlefield. The more you are afraid of death, the faster you will die. Those who are not afraid of death will not die.
Another magazine was used up and a Jaap was hit again. But Tudou felt no joy this time.
As if they already knew that there were not many Chinese defenders on the position, the Japanese army began to charge again in front of the wide position. The mountain wind blew away a lot of the gunpowder smoke, and the Japanese soldiers were everywhere, with at least thirty or forty people left.
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Moreover, they ran extremely slippery, using bomb craters and the numerous rocks on the position as cover to quickly advance toward the position. Tudou aimed at a Japanese soldier and fired several shots, but he slyly dodged them all, until the tenth shot.
That would be considered killing him.
However, the Japanese army once again advanced more than fifty meters as a whole.
"What should I do? Squad leader, what should I do?" Seeing the Japanese getting closer and closer, but our reinforcements still haven't arrived yet, Tudou almost burst into tears.
His marksmanship is not bad. Whether he is in the young man company or the infantry squad, every time he takes target practice, he will not be ranked among the best, but there is no problem with passing the test. But when he goes to the battlefield, Tudou realizes that this person who shoots live people is not as good as those who are trained in daily training.
Target practice is a completely different matter.
Not only are the Japanese soldiers constantly moving, but there are also extremely frightening bullets hitting you all around. Those who can perform one-third of their usual training results must have a very strong psychological quality. In addition, the terrain
It's complex and changeable, and there's gunpowder smoke blocking the line of sight. Being able to hit one person with ten shots, Tudou's ten shots are already extremely high.
But this was obviously not enough. The equally tenacious Japanese army would never stop charging just because they lost three people. Not only Tudou knew this, but even the cautious Captain Matsuda knew it.
But no one knows that what he is praying for right now is not that he can break through the Chinese defense line and rush into the Chinese position, but that if the Chinese firepower is stronger and kills more of those idiots, he will be better
Order to retreat.
So, his dream came true.
At the moment when Tudou was crazily pressing the bullet, a burst of gunfire rang out from the position more than a hundred meters away from him. The sound of gunshots unique to the independent regiment's semi-automatic rifles, and the "click-click-click" sound of a submachine gun.
gunshots.
"Monitor, monitor is still alive." Tudou was ecstatic.
Except for the squad leader, no one will use a submachine gun anymore. Another submachine gun of the third squad was turned into parts because the squad deputy Lao Zhou was hit by a tank gun from the front.
This time, two semi-automatic rifles and a submachine gun completely suppressed the Japanese army's crazy charge.
The Japanese machine gunner who had just set up his light machine gun and fired a burst of bullets was directly hit by a accurately fired bullet. He fell to the ground and died without even making a sound.
It took Lin Hao four full years to become a precise marksman. Whether it was shooting skills or psychological endurance, it was beyond the reach of a two-year soldier.
In the first moment, he found the Japanese light machine gunner.
A distance of less than 200 meters, for a precise shooter, is as close as a stone's throw away.
Within twenty seconds, five shots were fired, and four of the charging Japanese invaders were knocked down. One more would never have escaped if he had not accidentally stumbled and fell.
"Retreat! Retreat!" Seeing nearly ten casualties in succession, Second Lieutenant Matsuda finally shouted the voice he had been holding in his heart for a long time.
Then, he jumped on the back of "Death Sooner or Sooner", who had already accumulated enough strength and had just been promoted to a superior soldier, and fled first.
The commander ordered a retreat and ran so fast that the courage of the remaining Japanese troops was quickly exhausted. They turned around and ran away without even looking at the Chinese position, which was only more than 100 meters away.
"Haha, I've won, I've won." Tudou cheered after emptying the bullets in the gun's chamber, holding the gun and running towards the position.
He is going to find the monitor.
After turning two corners in a row, two familiar figures were leaning side by side in the trench smoking.
Following the noise, he raised his eyes and glanced at the potato that was running towards him. The old monkey, whose face was covered in dust and couldn't even see clearly, bared his teeth in amusement: "You damn boy, you shot well with the gun."
He had to praise this new recruit this time. If his gunfire hadn't woken up the two sergeants who were hiding in the shell-proof hole and were stunned, they might not have woken up until the Japanese army rushed to the position.
"Squad leader, Brother Mouse, you are still alive, wuwu~~~" Tudou rushed forward and hugged the two calm people, crying loudly.
"What a zebra! I'm not dead, why are you crying? If you don't let go, I'm going to die from pain." The old monkey bared his teeth and let out a strange cry.
"Squad leader, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." Tudou then remembered that the old monkey was not only hanging by one arm, but also had an injury on his back, so he quickly let go of his arm and explained nervously.
The face is smiling, but the tears are still flowing.
"Why are you crying! In your Sichuan dialect, brother Pao, don't believe in diarrhea." The old monkey laughed and scolded and slapped the recruit Danzi on the back of the head. He looked around, but his face looked a little more lonely: "Damn, I
Class 3, it’s really Class 3, damn, I’m left with three people.”
The four-year soldier named Lao Quan has not been seen yet. Needless to say, he must be gone.
"Three is three, it's better than everything I thought before. But, squad leader, the "Hero" medal you want is probably out of reach." Lin Hao raised his hand to wipe the face of the tearful recruit Tudou.
, instead he started joking easily.
A rush of footsteps approached, then became lighter again.
The three people sitting in the trench looked up and saw a group of soldiers standing at the corner of the trench, watching them silently.
They are all acquaintances.
"Hei Pidan, you are going to be disappointed now. I am still alive, and you owe me a lot of money." The old monkey grinned at the leading sergeant squad leader, showing his big yellow teeth.
The commander of the fourth squadron of the second platoon of the first company, whom he called a naughty man, couldn’t laugh or cry, and then his face became solemn: “According to the order of the regimental commander, the fourth squadron of the second platoon of the first battalion of the Independent Regiment took over the defense of the third squadron of the second platoon of the first company, and all combatants of the third squad are requested to withdraw.
Trim it towards the back.”
"If you still repair the whole egg, I only have three people left. I won't go anywhere and will just stay here. Where is the platoon leader? I told him." The old monkey cursed angrily when he heard this.
"Platoon leader..." The fourth squad leader hesitated slightly and said: "The platoon leader went to the field hospital in person. Brother Shitou died ten minutes ago. There are still three seriously injured brothers in the third squad who need to be rescued. The platoon leader said that he must be replaced.
Class Three left a root, and he had to go and guard it personally. The leader agreed."
"The stone is gone too!" The old monkey's Adam's apple trembled for a while, and he suppressed the sadness in his heart. He looked back at the two soldiers beside him, then turned to look at a group of soldiers standing upright, and finally nodded silently and said:
"Okay, it's hard to disobey military orders. I'll leave the position to you. Let's go see Er Pangzi and the others first. Maybe we can see them one last time."
With some difficulty, he stood up with Tudou's help, and refused the hand extended by the fourth squad leader who quickly stepped forward, "The little Japs may still shell, the headquarters and there may be safe, so be careful."
In the setting sun, a row of soldiers watched silently as three soldiers supported each other and walked back along the trench.
"Salute..." The fourth squad leader rubbed his aching eyes and prepared to give a high salute to his lovely comrades.
From a distance, the old monkey's voice came again: "You idiot, don't die. You still haven't paid back the ocean you owe me!"
...
"What are you doing standing still? Find a cover for me." The fourth squad leader roared and dispersed the soldiers who were suppressing laughter.
It's okay to keep raising debts, but the nickname "Hei Preserved Dan" is so damn ugly...
Three minutes later, overwhelming shells struck again.
However, this time, it did not last as long as before. The howitzers that brought both flanks into the bombardment range at the same time only lasted ten minutes before the bombardment ended.
Looking at the more than 20 people in the desperate squad who fled in panic, Lieutenant Colonel Hatori had to painfully admit that the first battle at Jiuguan ended with the disastrous defeat of his 1st Infantry Battalion.
The sun sets in the west, and the sky full of red clouds seems to be stained with blood.
The sound of artillery and gunfire resounded throughout the afternoon and the position fell silent.
Both China and Japan, from soldiers with swords to swords, are silently licking their wounds, accumulating strength, waiting for another decisive battle when the sun rises tomorrow.
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PS: My old mother was finally admitted to the hospital today and will have a check-up in the afternoon. Fengyue has been staying with the hospital, praying that all the check-up results are good. I hope that my mother has no problems and will always be with Fengyue. I hope, everything.