Seeing the Japanese troops pouring towards the warehouse like a tide, the constantly exploding grenades still could not stop the fierce Japanese offensive. Lei Xiong, who had already left the cannon shooter position and rushed to the first floor in person, had his face covered with gunpowder smoke and blood flashing across his face.
A trace of determination.
"Everyone on the first floor, except for the ten heavy machine gunners, will give me two shots each. After filling the submachine gun magazine, I will put bayonets on my rifle." Lei Xiong scanned the one and a half people standing next to him in a circle.
The squad of more than 20 soldiers said sternly: "Listen to my order and rush out together to kill the remaining naughty little Japs."
"Company Commander, it's not wise for us to rush out and fight with the Japs like this! Even if they are allowed to approach the building, the brothers upstairs can still kill them by throwing grenades." The platoon commander saw that his boss was obviously a little over the top.
, hurriedly suggested.
"No, Lao Zhang, the little devil is rushing here now without even risking his life. What is it for? It's all about his energy." Lei Xiong shook his head and said, "The little devil is stubbornly trying to rely on such a spirit.
If the semen eats us up in one breath, then we will tell them in a harder way that if they play hard, I will not be afraid of them, and moreover, I will be even harder."
Seeing that the platoon leader was still a little worried, Lei Xiong rolled his eyes and said sternly: "What? You, Lao Zhang, are also a top student from a military academy, so why are you so afraid of death? If you were afraid of death, you would command the machine gunners from behind, and I wouldn't know how to do that."
It’s your fault.”
"Company Commander, I have also fought with the Japanese for more than twenty days. That time I was afraid of death? If so, you would kill me now." Ting Lei, the second lieutenant platoon leader who is only in his early twenties.
When Xiong said this, he couldn't help but look anxious. "Forget it, you are the company commander and you have the final say. Later, you, Commander Lei, will take command. I, Lao Zhang, will be responsible for leading the team out of the warehouse to kill the little Japs."
"Haha! If you, Lao Zhang, are really greedy for life and afraid of death, then it is your turn to talk to me like this?" Lei Xiong laughed when he saw that his provocation method was effective. Then he patted the second lieutenant platoon leader on the shoulder and said again
: "Lao Zhang, don't worry. You have been under me for two years. When have you ever seen me fight without thinking? Each of our brothers in the twenties swept out thirty rounds of ammunition from the magazine, which is a thousand rounds of ammunition."
, it would be strange not to fight a dog with a face full of flowers at a distance of more than ten meters. Let alone a hundred or so Japs, even two or three hundred, I can defeat more than half of them. Do you think they can still survive?
several?"
Looking at the soldiers who had gradually calmed down, Lei Xiong said confidently: "I am going to kill all the little devils behind me with a knife like chickens in front of them. How about that? Brothers, do you dare?
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"Dare, sir!"
The soldiers replied loudly.
"Remember it all for me. As long as I say to withdraw, I will withdraw. If anyone dares not to withdraw, I will kick his balls out." Lei Xiong added.
Chen Yunfa, who had been silent and watching quietly, also had a slightly moved expression on his face. He had already given high praise to this Captain Lei, and even specifically said that he was a tiger general in his battle report to Liu Lang in Nanjing.
.But based on what he said just now and the decision he made, Chen Yunfa discovered that he still underestimated this person's ability to make decisions on the spur of the moment.
This soldier who rose all the way from a soldier to a captain and company commander may seem a bit lowly to many generals and officers who were born in military academies. To put it bluntly, his tactical arrangements are a bit rough and not so orderly and orderly, even if they are very
Simple and practical. But this man is definitely a soldier. He controls the battle situation extremely accurately.
At least in Chen Yunfa's view, there may be many people who can instantly realize that destroying the momentum of the Japanese army is the key point of this battle. However, those who have the courage and can quickly make a decision to abandon the solid position and counterattack the Japanese army and complete this battle with hand-to-hand combat
There are definitely not many who fight head-on. Even if he looks at the entire independent regiment, Chen Yunfa dares to say that there will never be more than five.
At that moment, Chen Yunfa seemed to see the shadow of Liu Tuanzuo. Five years ago, in this city, Liu Tuanzuo also led more than 20 remnant soldiers to launch a counterattack against the superior enemy and wiped out all the Japanese invaders in one fell swoop.
The momentum was shattered.
Lei Xiong is right. There are many factors that determine victory or defeat on the battlefield. There may be equipment factors, soldiers' training level factors, and many other factors such as the right time, place, and people. But the momentum and morale of the soldiers are also extremely critical. Why
At a time when the Japanese army can obviously use superior artillery fire and machine rifle firepower to solve the battle, they prefer to fight hand-to-hand with their opponents with bayonets? Is their commander too stupid? They think they have too many soldiers, and they just don’t have enough food.
, need more people to die to save food rations?
No, they replaced the samurai sword with a cold weapon like a bayonet, and used the enemy's blood to splash on the soldiers' faces to stimulate the ferocity of the infantry, thereby enhancing their so-called bushido spirit. To put it bluntly, the Japanese royal family has always
The MLM slogans advocated in Japan are similar to those of the future. We, the Japanese Empire, are invincible.
Don't tell me, although hand-to-hand combat will result in the death of more soldiers, the effect far exceeds the loss of troops. The Japanese army can maintain high enough morale in the next battle, thus avoiding more losses of troops.
And Lei Xiong wanted to kill them in hand-to-hand combat, using the method that the Japanese army thought they were best at.
Of course, he is not stupid. The reason why he dares to fight back against the Japanese army in this way is not only that after more than 20 submachine gun fires, the Japanese army will never be left with too many soldiers, but also that the soldiers under his command are the most equipped and trained in China.
The Yulin Army among the elite Central Army was at least not weaker than the Japanese Army in terms of stabbing skills. More importantly, he had an arrow-like figure who could at least equal one to three.
Also, sensing that although Lei Xiong didn't pay close attention, he glanced at himself several times in a row from the corner of his eye, Chen Yunfa knew that this person had also counted him, the stronger one, among them. However, he was not his subordinate.
, he just couldn’t say it clearly.
Seeing that Lei Xiong had finished encouraging the soldiers, Chen Yunfa finally took a step forward and said briefly and clearly: "And me!"
"Okay!" Lei Xiong opened his mouth and agreed without hesitation.
There is no need to thank or express feelings. Although the two are not brothers yet, they are comrades-in-arms. As comrades-in-arms, they should fight side by side. To put it simply, no matter what the situation, they should fight shoulder to shoulder and fight to the death.
After fighting this battle, we are not only comrades-in-arms, but also brothers.
In the end, there were at least 80 Japanese soldiers who were able to rush ten meters in front of the warehouse. The excitement on their faces was palpable. In just two seconds, they could lean against the thick wall and stuff the grenades into the shooting holes.
Pile the explosive packets in a blind spot that the Chinese cannot attack, and blast the exterior of this solid building that even infantry artillery can't do anything about. After peeling off the hard exterior, the Chinese hiding inside can no longer hide in the turtle shell.
Qualification to shoot without damaging yourself.
The coalition will rely on superior firepower and superior troops to crush all the resistance of the Chinese little by little and kill them one by one in this building that has brought them too much pain. The fate of the Chinese is irreversible.
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Tens of thousands of people on the south bank were also full of shock at this moment. Even those who were not familiar with tactics understood what it would mean to let the Japanese soldiers carrying heavy "little schoolbags" approach Sihang Warehouse. They did not care about the Western soldiers in the concession.
The roaring stopped, and they all shouted loudly to remind the defenders in the warehouse to be careful.
"Brothers, the little Jaap is too close. Throw a grenade and kill him!"
"Sir, shoot! Kill the dog."
The people just wanted to give themselves a gun and shoot at the Japanese troops who were getting closer and closer to solve this disaster.
Brigadier General Smartet, who was observing the battle from the side with an increasingly serious face, sighed slightly, put down his telescope, and ordered an infantry battalion to reinforce the river bank.
Of course, it was not to reinforce the Chinese defenders of Sihang Warehouse, which he thought must be lost. Although the officers and soldiers of the Chinese infantry company were real soldiers and soldiers worthy of his respect, they had fought extremely well before this offensive and defensive battle.
People are impressed, but the Japanese also performed well. This morning, China and Japan fought a small-scale but extremely exciting offensive and defensive battle, which can even be written into textbooks as a case.
But the Chinese still failed. As long as the nearly a hundred Japanese infantry approached the warehouse, the Chinese upstairs could not stop them no matter how much they threw grenades. They had too many blind spots to look out from the windows, and the Japanese were completely
These blind spots can be used to blast the walls, thereby completely peeling off the warehouse's sturdy outer covering. Without the ability to withstand infantry artillery, the Chinese will no longer be able to stop the next wave of Japanese offensive.
The reason why he ordered reinforcements was because he was afraid that the Chinese people in the concession would be too excited and it would be difficult to snatch the guns from the soldiers in the concession. Even though these Chinese people were bare-handed, the soldiers opposite them were armed with live ammunition.
Brigadier General Fallen Empire knew that these Chinese civilians with big eyes and puffing out steam were no longer the same as the civilians sitting numbly on the streets a few days ago, waiting for relief. They were like volcanoes about to erupt, and they only needed an opportunity.
, it would break out. And more than a hundred Chinese soldiers were killed one by one by the Japanese in front of them. It was very likely that it was the trigger that caused the riot. He had to nip it in the bud. This was why he, as the commander of the joint garrison in the concession,
Official responsibilities.
The next moment, the old man from the Sun Never Sets Empire stopped preparing to leave.
Three hundred meters away, a burst of more intense gunfire rang out.
The continuous firing sound of more than twenty submachine guns was like a magic sound, especially when it rang in the ears of the Japanese soldiers.
The Japanese soldiers barely had time to lie down before they were swept down in large areas. This time, the Chinese soldiers led by Lei Xiong kicked away the sandbags piled up on the windows on the first floor, completely exposing their bodies to the Japanese soldiers for the first time.
In front of the soldiers, he held a submachine gun and fired continuously without stopping.
No need to aim, no need to worry about whether the impact point is accurate, just pull the trigger and pour out the most bullets as quickly as possible at the surging Japanese army.
The submachine gun with a rate of fire of up to 900 rounds per minute ensured that the 30-round magazine was almost empty within three seconds. Lei Xiong, who had used up all his bullets, casually threw away what should have been regarded as a treasure and still exuded blue.
The new submachine gun of the Third Reich had a faint luster. He picked up the Japanese rifle that had been placed at his side and roared: "Brothers, follow me."
More than 20 soldiers collectively threw away their submachine guns, jumped out of the window with their rifles in hand, and charged headlong into the face of more than 30 remnants of the Japanese army who had shock on their faces.
Tens of thousands of Chinese people watched dozens of Japanese troops fall down in an instant and wanted to shout hello, but they tightly shut their mouths before the word "good" could escape their throats. Their field of vision
During the attack, more than 20 soldiers, led by a tall soldier who was two or three meters ahead of them, jumped out of the warehouse window and charged towards the Japanese army with their bayonets already mounted.
They collectively held their breath.
The Japanese army's stabbing skills are notoriously terrible. Whether it was the "128" Battle of Songhu five years ago or the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War four years ago, the Japanese army's powerful stabbing skills left a deep impression on the Chinese people.
impression.
There are not many remaining Japanese troops, but just looking at the comparison of the colors of the military uniforms, there are still a few more Japanese troops than the Chinese soldiers. Can they win?
"The Chinese people! They actually want to duel with our army in this way!" Wakitajiro, who was holding a telescope in the distance, once again added a rich red color to his blood-red eyes. "Arrogant, use the flag to send orders to everyone in the front.
No shots are allowed until new orders are received. I will give these arrogant Chinese soldiers a complete defeat in front of their tribesmen, and tell all Chinese people with facts that the powerful Imperial Japanese Army is invincible."
Brigadier General Smartet, who was alerted by the gunfire and picked up his telescope again, had a dull look in his eyes.
With his Western thinking, he didn't understand why the Chinese chose to rush out of the warehouse at this time to resolve the battle in a hand-to-hand manner. In his opinion, after the Chinese had a terrifying short-range firearm like a submachine gun,
, obviously you can continue to hide behind the strong wall, and use segmented shooting to kill all these severely reduced Japanese soldiers, and the danger in the warehouse will be reduced immediately.
But why did you stupidly jump out to play some kind of duel? Isn't this the stupidest tactic of killing one thousand enemies and damaging oneself eight hundred?
Westerners who value life first will probably never understand that in the east of the world, on the largest landmass in the world, there are two such nations. What they want to protect is something far more important than life.
And that ethnic man who bravely jumped out of the bunker wanted to use his opponents' proudest and best method to crush their so-called protection, in front of tens of thousands of his own tribe and thousands of his opponents' tribesmen.
In order to complete this kind of spiritual blow, all sacrifices are worth it.
Just like Jiro Wakiita ordered not to shoot.
This battle is not only the collision of bayonet with bayonet, nor the confrontation between life and life, but more of a battle of souls.
Life or death has long been secondary.
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PS: Today is my daughter’s birthday. I promised to play with her, so I got up early in the morning and coded a 4,000-word chapter. That’s all I’ll update today! I hope you all wish my beautiful little grandpa a happy birthday. Time flies! In a blink of an eye,
She is already 1 year old. The little girl with two little braids who used to like to ride on my neck and play has become a beautiful girl nestling next to me. She has grown up so fast, and I still have a little bit in my heart.
What a little loss for my daughter! I really miss that little girl who said "Dad, let me help you keep out the rain" with a milky voice. She sat on my shoulders and put her hands on my forehead. I wish my little girl will always be safe and happy in her life.
, this is my eternal blessing as a father. (To be continued)