At the same time, the main force of the patrol battalion was launching a fierce attack on the 9th Division from three directions.
At the intersection of Henan Road and Burton Road, there is a six-story reinforced concrete building. Although it is not as big as the Sihang Warehouse, it is also extremely strong. Except for large-caliber artillery shells, ordinary small-caliber flat-fire cannons cannot do much to it.
Due to the huge threat, the Seventh Japanese Infantry Regiment stationed a squadron here, forming a solid line of defense.
The First Battalion of the Second Regiment of the Patrol Battalion attacked fiercely for nearly two hours and suffered more than a hundred casualties, but they did not even remove the peripheral fire points.
Seeing that the attacking troops were retreating again, the first battalion commander Ma Changyu immediately became angry. He took off his helmet and threw it on the ground. He stretched out his hand and shouted: "Give me the gun!"
The guard next to him immediately handed over the submachine gun.
Ma Changyu took the submachine gun, turned around and charged forward, actually leading the charge himself.
Ma Changyu was really fired, because the scene in front of him reminded him of the first stage of the Songhu Battle. In the first stage of the Songhu Battle, their 88th Division was like this. During the attack, they were repeatedly attacked by the Japanese.
Blocking an attack often requires a lot of sacrifice to achieve a small amount of progress.
Sometimes, even making great sacrifices may not lead to progress.
The fierce battle in front of him brought back this unpleasant memory, and also aroused Ma Changyu's ferocity. In the first stage of the Songhu Battle, their 88th Division did not fight well because someone above them was giving blind orders.
It disrupted their position, but now, this problem does not exist at all. If they still can't fight well, then it is a problem of their own ability!
Ma Changyu held a Thompson submachine gun and personally led a company of more than a hundred people screaming forward.
Less than fifty meters forward, a dozen dazzling tongues of flame suddenly burst out in the night ahead. These dozen flaming tongues swept over from more than a dozen different directions, and instantly intertwined into a dense network of fire.
The two guards who rushed in front of Ma Changyu were beaten into pieces in an instant.
Ma Changyu was a good fortune teller, but he tripped and fell down.
Ma Changyu escaped a disaster because of this fall. Otherwise, even if he did not die, he would definitely be seriously injured.
More than a dozen officers and soldiers following Ma Changyu were also knocked down, and the rest quickly fell to the ground. Ma Changyu wanted to poke his head out of the ruins where he was hiding, but as soon as he poked half of his head out, dazzling tongues of flames immediately swept over him.
Ma Changyu quickly shrank his head again, the hot bullet hit the edge of the ruins, and sparks flew everywhere.
Damn it, Ma Changyu cursed bitterly, but there was nothing he could do.
The enemy's firepower is too strong, and they have solid heavy machine gun fortifications.
If the Japanese heavy machine guns cannot be destroyed first, they will not even be able to clear out the enemy's peripheral fortifications, let alone launch a direct attack on the building where the Japanese are hiding. Whenever this time, Ma Changyu is particularly hoping to have a few heavy artillery. If he can have one
A large-caliber heavy cannon can blow up this building with just one shot!
Ma Changyu was just thinking about shooting a cannon, but then the cannon really came, a rocket launcher!
"Batalion Commander, the artillery is here!" A burly veteran came over hurriedly carrying a rocket launcher. This veteran's nickname was Lao Pao. He was an old artilleryman in the 88th Division Artillery Battalion. Because his artillery fire was accurate, everyone called him "Lao Pao".
He is a veteran, but as time goes by, his real name is not known to anyone, and even he has almost forgotten it.
Behind Lao Pao, there were two veterans, carrying a long wooden crate on their shoulders.
"Old Pao, be careful!" When Lao Pao rushed forward, Ma Changyu quickly pulled Lao Pao down to the ground and warned, "The firepower of the kid's heavy machine gun is very fierce, so don't get bitten."
Lao Pao fell to the ground and gasped: "Batalion Commander, the rocket launcher is coming."
The patrol battalion's rocket launchers were just equipped half a month ago. Due to the lack of sufficient steel, the production capacity of the rocket launcher workshop of Dameishan Arsenal has been unable to increase. In addition, a large part of the rocket launchers produced must be equipped with various military regions, so the original plan was to
The rocket launchers for the patrol camp arrived half a month ago, and there are only 500 of them.
There can be 500 rocket launchers, which is barely enough, but the number of rocket launchers is even less, only 1,000 rounds!
Although the head of the military had promised Xu Rui that as long as Xu Rui moved the equipment of the fine chemical plant to the Dameishan base area, rockets would be supplied to the Songhu Military Division in the future. The problem is that the fine chemical plant has not yet been built.
, even these thousand rockets were seconded by the head of the military department somehow.
However, Ma Changyu poured a large basin of cold water on Lao Pao and said, "Will this thing work?"
Because rockets are too expensive, rocket launchers have never been used for target shooting since they were equipped with patrol battalions. Therefore, most patrol battalion officers and soldiers do not believe in its power. However, Lao Pao, as an artilleryman with rich artillery shooting experience, can see it at a glance.
I have seen the extraordinary features of the rocket launcher. Using this thing to hit fixed firepower points is simply an artifact!
"It works, it will definitely work!" Faced with Ma Changyu's doubts, Lao Pao said confidently.
Ma Changyu didn't waste any more nonsense. He pointed directly at a firepower point in front of him that was spitting out firepower intermittently and said, "As long as it works, give me this fucking heavy machine gun!"
"Okay." Lao Pao agreed, then moved his burly body and crawled to the side. With the light of tracer bullets, Lao Pao quickly found an excellent gun position, which was a stone wall that had been destroyed in half.
There was an opening in the middle, which could be used as a gun position. At that moment, the old gunman crawled behind the broken wall with his butt sticking out.
Ma Changyu also climbed behind the broken wall out of curiosity.
The two veterans following Lao Pao also climbed over and placed the long wooden crate on their shoulders on the ground. One of the veterans also opened the wooden crate. Ma Changyu looked over and saw clearly through the light produced by the tracer bullets flying.
, there were three rockets in the wooden box, Ma Changyu immediately cursed: "It's only three fucking rounds? Can it be used?"
Ma Changyu made an empiricist error and mistook the rocket launcher for a domestic mortar. In his impression, if three mortar shells could take out a Japanese machine gun firepower point, it was already a big deal. There were only six rockets in total.
At best, it only knocked out two Japanese machine gun fire points, and it didn't change anything at all.
The old cannon just smiled, didn't say much, and motioned for a veteran to load the rockets.
After the veteran loaded the rocket launcher, the veteran gunner immediately shouldered the rocket launcher and half-crouched behind the broken wall. The muzzle of the rocket launcher was facing the gap. Through the aiming hole, the veteran gunner could clearly see that the rocket launcher was firing continuously.
The Japs machine gun, the tracer of bullets left a dazzling trajectory in the night, making it very easy to locate.
After locking the target, the corners of Lao Pao's mouth immediately broke out into a sinister smile, "Go to hell, you little devil!"
Immediately afterwards, the old gun gently pulled the trigger. The next moment, the tail of the rocket launcher violently ejected a burst of flames, and it sprayed out several meters away.
Ma Changyu was startled. He thought the rocket launcher had exploded. He screamed strangely and fell to the ground with his head in his hands.
Ma Changyu was lying on the ground, so he didn't see it, but the two veterans who followed Lao Pao were stunned there, so they were lucky enough to see the fierce power of the rocket launcher, but they saw that just as the tail of the rocket launcher ejected flames, a ball of red
Light also sprayed out violently from the muzzle of the rocket launcher, and then dragged a long tail flame and shot forward violently at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The rocket's speed of fire seemed not to be fast, but it was actually an illusion. In less than a second, the rocket dragging its tail flame had already flown through the 100-meter void, accurately hitting the Japanese heavy machine gun in front of it that was firing fiercely. In fact, it was both
There is no accurate hit, but as long as the error does not exceed five meters, there is no problem!
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Aso Kojiro is a machine gunner in the heavy machine gun squadron directly under the Third Infantry Battalion of the 7th Infantry Regiment of the 9th Division. Long before the Battle of Songhu, this little devil had retired and had returned to his hometown of Kanazawa County to work as a soldier.
He was a farmer, but as the Sino-Japanese War continued to deepen, the Japanese army's military strength became increasingly tense.
When the Ninth Division suffered heavy losses twice in the Huainan battlefield and the Huaiyin battlefield, retired soldiers like Aso Kojiro were also re-recruited, and then after seeing off their families, they crossed the ocean and came to China. Aso Kojiro came to China
Since then, he has not really fought in a battle, and the confrontation with the patrol battalion was his first battle after re-enlisting in the army.
At the beginning, Aso Kojiro was a little nervous, but now he is used to it.
Whenever the Chinese launched an attack, Aso Kojiro would take out the photo of his newlywed wife and kiss it, then put away the photo and press the shooting button, and fire violently. In just a few days, more than a dozen Chinese soldiers had died in the hands of Aso Kojiro.
Hundreds of people, this little devil is really stained with Chinese blood now.
During the battle, Kojiro Aso once again took out the photo of his newlywed wife from his jacket pocket and kissed it. He said silently in his heart: Dear Yoshiko, I promise you that I will return to Kanazawa County alive, and I will return to you alive from now on.
After that, I will never be separated from you again, and I will fall asleep holding your delicate body every night.
After reciting silently, Aso Kojiro put away his wife's photo, pressed his finger on the button again, and fired fiercely.
However, this time, when Aso Kojiro was playing happily, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out in the darkness in front of him on the left, and flew quickly to this side. The hairs on Aso Kojiro's body stood up in an instant, and he instinctively thought
He tried to hide, but it was too late. Almost in the blink of an eye, the red light flew close to him, and then exploded with a bang.
In an instant, Aso Kojiro felt his body soar into the air, light and airy, and a familiar picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the endless wilderness, rapeseed flowers were blooming in full bloom. In the field, a man wearing a kimono appeared.
The young woman was struggling to carry water. When she got closer, she realized that it was his beloved wife Yoshiko.
Am I back to my hometown? Aso Kojiro felt confused for a while.
The next moment, endless darkness completely swallowed Aso Kojiro's consciousness.
