Taking advantage of the opportunity when the barrels of the two heavy machine guns were changed and the firepower weakened slightly, the frantic Japanese troops charged forward another twenty or thirty meters with bullets in their arms and entered the fifty-meter area.
But that was already the limit of their progress. From the beginning to the end, they never exceeded this line. However, the position on the top of the mountain, which was more than 40 meters away, seemed to be within reach, but to the Japanese army, it was just a stone's throw away.
"Throw the grenade." As Cen Changqing roared, anyone carrying a grenade would throw the grenade down the mountain for free.
There is no need to aim or estimate the distance, just throw it hard. From the hillside to the foot of the mountain, they are all Japanese. No matter where you throw it, you can catch one.
Nearly thirty infantrymen, plus the gunners of the fire platoon, were able to drop more than 100 grenades in one minute, directly blowing up the hillside into a hell of fire. It was even more terrifying than the previous full-scale firepower of heavy and light machine guns.
But the Japanese army's misfortune was not completely over yet.
"Fire artillery, five rounds rapid fire!" As the cannons were moved several hundred meters away from here, all the mortar commanders who could reach the hillside ordered the cannons to be moved up.
There were at least six guns roaring at Position 6 on the hillside.
The grenades and mortar shells, coupled with the heavy machine guns that started roaring again, completely suppressed the "onboard" sound of the Japanese army, and at the same time suppressed the few remaining courage points of the Japanese army.
As I watched my comrades fall one after another without any resistance to the terrifying machine gun fire of the Chinese, the pace of the Japanese charges in the last few waves became heavier and heavier. By the time my comrades were not only shot down, but
His body was lifted high by grenades and artillery shells, and even fell apart in pieces. Scenes of almost the same tragedy continued to be staged more than a hundred meters or even dozens of meters away.
The nerves that had been stretched to the extreme finally broke.
"Mom, I want to go back to my country to see my mother! We shouldn't die like this." A Japanese soldier suddenly threw away his rifle, covered his face and knelt on the ground crying bitterly.
"Baga!" The Japanese second lieutenant accompanying the team to press the battle took out his pistol and fired several shots at the infantry who showed weakness, killing the Japanese soldiers who collapsed and cried bitterly on the spot.
However, the gap in his will has appeared, and he can no longer resist the cowardice that is flooding like a torrential flood.
What's more, who doesn't have close friends and relatives? No matter how unpopular a soldier is, he still has good friends in the army.
"Jie-suke." A soldier screamed in pain and staggered over the body of his fellow countryman who had fallen to the ground. All he saw was a pale face and extremely empty eyes that were not closed.
"Why, why do you want to kill him!" the Japanese infantryman asked the second lieutenant who was always aloof with red eyes.
"Baga, he is a coward. This is the result of disobeying military orders." The second lieutenant also shouted angrily while holding a pistol. "Everyone is the same. We must bravely die to safeguard the honor of the Imperial Japanese Army."
The second lieutenant obviously forgot that this is not only a battlefield, but also a desperate battlefield.
The Japanese are a nation that obeys their superiors more than any other nation, whether in the past or now. However, Mr. Lu Xun has a saying that is right, "Either you will explode in silence, or you will die in silence." Everyone,
There is a limit for being oppressed. If you exceed this limit, you will rebound.
The reason why most Japanese people in the past and present are psychologically distorted in the eyes of the Chinese people is because the obedience that is so deep in their bones makes them unable to resist, and they can only relieve their oppression with behaviors that are incomprehensible to others.
But what about on the battlefield? What happens if they exceed their limits?
It is said that war is the easiest way to release the inner demons of human beings. What's more, on this kind of battlefield, when the cowardly little devil in everyone's heart is taking flight.
The muzzle of the Japanese second lieutenant's pistol had not been pointed at the humble Japanese infantry who dared to question him in pain. The infantry's gun fired first. The distance was only four or five meters. For a Japanese veteran, even if he did not aim,
The blow was also extremely accurate, hitting the vital part of his chest.
The huge kinetic energy of the bullet directly knocked the Japanese second lieutenant to the ground. There is nothing unbelievable, and there is no "why". The Japanese second lieutenant whose heart was penetrated will soon die completely.
Amid the stunned gazes of many Japanese soldiers, the Japanese infantryman who shot his superior to death was stunned for less than two seconds and ran back, dragging his gun.
Of course, within a few meters of running, he was shot to death by other Japanese officers who reacted.
However, this behavior seemed to open a floodgate for the already overwhelming cowardice of the Japanese army. Just a few seconds later, some Japanese soldiers began to turn around, or left the team and ran to both sides.
One, two, or many.
No matter how the Japanese officers shouted, the wave of escape could no longer be stopped. The officer who wanted to shoot to stop the deserters was shot to the ground by bullets flying from nowhere. It was no longer known that they were Chinese.
It was still one of their own. They could only be trapped by the defeated soldiers and fled.
The more than 100 Japanese troops who were still at the bottom of the hillside did not rush up the hillside at all and fled in all directions.
At this time, only 8 minutes had passed since their so-called decisive charge. More than 400 Japanese troops were shot and killed on the way to the charge, and about 100 more were on the hillside. The rest were all scattered.
"Those on the hillside will be taken care of by the infantry, and all the machine guns will be given to me to kill those behind first, and kill them all." Cen Changqing, who had always had a tense face, had a smile on his face.
This battle is basically over now.
The little devil only had this little endurance, and the so-called "Long Live Charge" was nothing more than that. It was far worse than imagined.
The part of the Japanese army that escaped could not run too far. Judging from their anxious launch of a desperate charge, I am afraid that the main force is not far away from here. There are thousands of people from the 772nd Regiment and the 17th Division in the direction of Jiuguan, which is enough to put these troops away.
Surrounded by mountains, no fish will slip through the net.
Now, he only needs to kill as many of the more than a hundred Japanese soldiers who are trying to escape as possible on the way to escape, so as to reduce the burden on his brothers.
When the Japanese army charged, although there were fortifications, the officers and soldiers were still somewhat burdened. The Japanese army's marksmanship was still very accurate. If you showed your head slightly, you might be hit by the Japanese soldiers shooting during the charge.
In the 8-minute battle, the second platoon and fire platoon plus the two platoon commanders Cen Changqing and Liu Jinzuo had a total of 24 infantrymen plus machine gunners and mortar operators who came up with pistols to support a total of 58 people. So far, only the ones who can still fire
Of the 43 people, 6 were killed in battle and 9 were seriously injured. Most of the casualties were caused by Japanese grenades. However, of the 6 people hit by Japanese bullets, four were killed and two were seriously injured. The ratio of injuries to casualties was much higher than that of the Japanese.
Grenadier.
But now, facing the second-row machine gunners of the first battalion who put their backs under their guns, they had no scruples. It was almost like hunting a living target like a mountain rat on the training ground, taking life and death.
On the battlefield, exposing one's back to the enemy is the stupidest behavior. Of course the Japanese soldiers are aware of this, but what they want now, having completely lost their courage, is that they just need to be luckier than their companions.
The fall of every colleague caused not sadness, but happiness, and happiness that one could run a few more meters.
Even when death comes, what flashes in their eyes is not necessarily unwillingness and attachment to life. Perhaps, there is also relief in it. Finally, there is no need to worry anymore.
They have lost their qualifications as warriors and can only become the prey of their opponents.
Perhaps, as soldiers, they were already dead the moment they turned around and fled the battlefield.
This is the sorrow of a defeated soldier.
They need to run for at least 30 seconds for a distance of two hundred meters, even if they throw away their rifles, helmets and backpacks, and swing their arms like sprinters. Even the desire for life makes them burn again
The small universe is like a boy running in the wind.
However, the heavy leather shoes and the difficult mountain road still made their steps heavy. They stepped directly into the crevices of the rocks, but because of their speed, not one or two Japanese soldiers broke their calf bones. What was waiting for them was,
It's not particularly accurate, but there are enough bullets flying.
This is undoubtedly a road to death.
One after another, the khaki figures fell down amidst the roar of machine guns, not much slower than their colleagues charging on the hillside.
Looking back at their companions who were still struggling on the hillside, the situation was even a little better than them.
Although the hundreds of Japanese soldiers who saw the follow-up troops disintegrating like this were left alone without any reinforcements. Instead of charging, they crawled to the hillside and exchanged fire with the Chinese. However, at least, those damn cowardly bastards were taken away.
The threat from light and heavy machine guns is only a few dozen rifles, so the threat to them is not that great.
Even lying on the hillside and watching his cowardly colleagues flee into the mountains and forests under the crazy fire of Chinese machine guns, the Japanese lieutenant-level commander couldn't help but say that he couldn't do it.
A confident "Yo Xi!"
It comes from anger at betrayal, and more importantly, helplessness at a desperate situation.
Soon, not only will they have to face the enemy's terrifying machine gun fire again, but more Chinese may arrive on this battlefield.
Yes, when a minute later, a panting infantry platoon that almost ran to death was ordered to arrive on the battlefield to support, they found that there was no need for further support, and the Japanese army was defeated. The Japanese army was suppressed on the hillside.
It is only roughly the same as the current total military strength on the mountain top.
After only taking a few breaths and resting for less than thirty seconds, an infantry platoon quickly entered the battle under the orders of the depressed platoon leader.
In order to support them, the infantry platoon, fully armed and running wildly for nearly 1,500 meters on the mountain road, almost became the first infantry platoon to run to death. Unexpectedly, Cen Changqing and the others were solved like this. Before they arrived,
All crises have been resolved.
It's strange that the infantry platoon leader can't be depressed. Then he can only vent his anger on the little devil.
I didn’t eat the meat, but at least I could still drink the soup.
The battle at Position 1 was obviously a little more intense, and it is still going on in full swing.
However, the positions on both sides were already reinforced by more than just these two infantry platoons.
Four minutes ago, when Ye Zifei took out the old monkey's letter asking for help from Xiong Er, whose claws were dripping with blood, he angrily ordered the infantry platoon occupying each hilltop to quickly withdraw an infantry squad.
Assemble to the flank positions.
As for himself, he personally led an infantry platoon and a firepower platoon to maneuver as quickly as possible to the area where the three members of the third squad were.
He has realized that he has been deceived.
The Japanese army had no more troops to mobilize. They attacked the hills on both flanks with all their strength. They were not trying to divert the defenders from the defense line in an attempt to break the defense line, but they were shamelessly trying to cover the escape of their main officers.
Old Monkey's third squad may have encountered many enemies, but there were only three of them.
They are in danger.
But, can the three of them persist until reinforcements arrive?
Ye Zifei didn't know, nor did the soldiers who had thrown away most of their luggage and were running silently with only guns and bullets.
All they knew was that the battalion deputy did not do any mobilization and simply said: "We have three brothers who encountered Japanese invaders and need our rescue."
All they could do was run, run as hard as they could, on the rugged mountain road toward the area where the three brothers were.
During training, the speed of 22 minutes for five kilometers cross-country in full gear is not enough.
His breath already smelled of blood, and his lungs were as dry as a fire burning, but it was still not enough.
The lives of the three brothers might be at their feet, and they could be saved just a second earlier.
In fact, Class Three has indeed reached its most critical moment.