Outside the gate of the arsenal, the attack of the remaining soldiers of the 88th Division was once again disrupted.
The commando captain Xiao Dao ran to Luo Feng and shouted: "The camp, the enemy's firepower is too fierce, we can't attack it!"
"We have to attack even if we can't attack. Either the little Japanese will die today, or our 88th Division will die!" Luo Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Dao, please listen to me. In the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Nanjing, there are more than 9,000 dead brothers.
Everyone is watching us from the sky. Whether our 88th Division can turn itself around depends on today's battle!"
"Yes!" the commando captain Xiaodao roared, and then turned around and roared loudly at the commandos behind him, "Brothers of the third team, listen up, either the little Japs will die today, or we will die. We will fight against those little Japs.
,Fight!"
"Fight it, fight it!"
"Fight with a dog!"
"Fuck these dogs to death!"
Behind Xiao Dao, more than 20 commandos roared continuously, looking like crazy tigers.
They are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, and they are all elites who have crawled out from the dead. They don't need many words at all.
The knife was raised and the box cannon was raised for twenty more times, and more than twenty commandos immediately held bayonets, rushing toward the arsenal gate like a flood that had burst a dike.
The Japanese guarding the arsenal door seemed to realize something and opened fire fiercely to block the attack.
Although the commandos of the 88th Division had spread out their lines as much as possible, there was an open square outside the gate of the arsenal, and there was no cover at all. Therefore, under the intense Japanese machine gun fire, the assault team
The team members were still falling down in rows. In less than a moment, the commando team had thinned out by nearly half.
Luo Feng's heart bleeds when he sees these veterans who are only one in a hundred fall under the guns of the Japanese.
However, heartache is heartache, but Luo Feng showed no trace of intolerance, let alone any flinching. Since it is a war, there must be sacrifices, whether it is you or me. It is delusional to want to win without paying the price.
In the blink of an eye, more than 20 commandos who had gone into the attack had all fallen into a pool of blood.
However, the commando's desperate attack was not without cost. At least two of the Japs' crooked handles jammed. Without the two crooked handles, the Japs' machine gun firepower was immediately much weaker.
He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Ten minutes had passed since the battle started. This meant that there was not much time left for Luo Feng. At most, there were still ten minutes left.
"Team 4, continue the attack!" Luo Feng gave the order again with a cold face.
The commando captain Xiao Dao gritted his teeth, stood in front of the commandos in person, and shouted sternly: "Brothers, if you die, your eggs will fall into the sky. If you don't die for tens of millions of years, send those little Japanese devils back to Japan Island and kill them!"
With this hoarse killing sound, Xiao Dao suddenly turned around and rushed towards the arsenal with the box and cannon head in hand.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Fight!"
The more than 20 commandos of the fourth team felt as if they had been beaten to death in an instant. They started shouting and shouting, and then they held bright bayonets and followed the buttocks of the knife towards the door of the arsenal.
On both sides of the gate, the Japanese's two heavy machine gun nests began to fire fiercely again. Hot bullets and dense raindrops were poured towards the charging commandos. The knife had no distracting thoughts. It just accelerated, accelerated and accelerated. At this time, any tactics
Evasive actions are unnecessary. The only thing he has to do is to rush forward as fast as possible, rush forward...
"Whoosh, whoosh..." From time to time, bullets screamed and flew past Xiaodao's ears. From time to time, comrades screamed and fell beside or behind him. At a certain moment, Xiaodao suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, like
He was hit hard on the chest with a sledgehammer. He could no longer breathe for a moment, and then his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.
Suddenly, Xiaodao's heart felt cold. He knew that he had been shot!
Without having to lower his head, Xiao Dao knew that he had been shot in the chest and that his life might be at stake here.
When he was dying, Xiaodao tried his best to raise the twenty-ring box cannon, pointed it at the Japanese heavy machine gun nest in front, and fired randomly. Even though he knew that doing so was in vain, Xiaodao still wanted to stand in for the deceased before he died.
Comrade, do what you can for the 88th Division. He is a soldier no matter what. Since he is a soldier, he must fight until the last breath!
"Ding ding!" The knife fired twice, hitting the steel plate of the heavy machine gun nest and rebounding.
"Ding...boom!" When Xiao Dao fired his third shot, the heavy machine gun nest in front suddenly exploded.
"Is this?" Xiaodao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw this. When did the bullets of the box cannon turn into artillery shells? Can it actually blow up the Japanese heavy machine gun nest?
Then, Xiaodao fell into darkness forever with such confusion.
Of course, it was not the bullets fired from the box cannon that blew up the heavy machine gun nest, but the mortar shells fired by the Decepticons!
With strong firepower, the Langya team quickly eliminated the Japs in the arsenal. Although there were almost two squads of Japs in the arsenal, they did not enter the battle at once, but one after another, because they split up.
Several patrol teams on patrol arrived one after another after hearing gunshots.
Therefore, at each specific period of time, the Spike Team actually has to face only one class of Japanese.
A squad of little devils will definitely die when they face off against the Langya Squadron, and it’s night time. In any case, the Langya Squadron exists specifically for night battles. In night battles, the Langya Squadron is the real wolf, and
The little devils are just like the sheep. When the sheep meet the wolves, the outcome is already determined.
The Decepticon carried an 82-caliber Japanese-made mortar on its shoulder and took out the heavy machine gun nest on the left side of the gate with just one shot.
But the price paid was that the tail flame of the cannonball turned the Decepticon's face into a black pot, and the right neck was also scalded with several blisters by the hot cannon barrel.
When the Decepticons picked up the fired cannon barrel and prepared to fire the second cannonball, they had no chance.
Because the two heavy machine gun nests at the gate of the arsenal are set up for the outside world, and the shooting holes are opened on the side facing the gate, they are powerless against attacks from behind. The Japanese hiding behind the circular barricade are capable of turning around and shooting.
However, the shooting range was severely restricted by the iron gate, so the Langya team easily rushed to less than five meters away from the circular barricade, and then Langya began to throw grenades at each other with the little Japs.
Taking advantage of this chaotic battle, the commandos of the 88th Division finally rushed forward.
In the end, the remaining dozen commandos broke into the position and started a fierce hand-to-hand battle with the Japanese.
It is said that the Nationalist Army cannot defeat the Japs with bayonets, but it actually depends on the target and the specific time period. During the Battle of Songhu, the 59 elite divisions of the Central Army that went into battle had an overwhelming advantage over the Japs with bayonets.
Because the National Army at that time were all veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, while most of the Japs were conscripts who had not experienced actual combat.
However, in the Battle of Nanjing, the Central Army's elites were basically exhausted, and a large number of new soldiers were recruited, so their stabbing ability dropped sharply. However, after the little devils experienced the baptism of the Songhu Battle, their actual combat experience had greatly improved.
Only then did the National Army's assassination ability be completely crushed by the Japs.
However, the remaining soldiers of the 88th Division who entered the battle at this time were all veterans who had survived many battles from the Songhu battlefield and the Nanjing battlefield. Not only were their physical fitness extremely outstanding, but their stabbing skills were also proficient. However, the Japanese were mostly ronin.
Rural soldiers or armed business groups, so more than thirty Japanese soldiers could not defeat a dozen veterans of the 88th Division.
A dozen veterans of the 88th Division defeated more than thirty Japanese soldiers and retreated steadily.
However, the little devil has no way to retreat, because the Langya Squadron has rushed out from the gate. Although the Langya Squadron only has nine people, their stabbing ability is even better than that of the remnants of the 88th Division, especially
Captain Leng Tiefeng is even more like a fierce fang descending from the mountain. If it touches it, it will die, and if it touches it, it will die!
When Luo Feng arrived at the gate with the last commando team, the hand-to-hand fighting was over.
Luo Feng looked at the time, and the hour hand pointed to one thirty-five in the morning. From the start of the battle to now, exactly a quarter of an hour had passed, which was five minutes later than he expected. This also meant that the attack
There is less than fifteen minutes left in the Japs Headquarters, or even less!
"Send the signal!" Luo Feng gave the order, and his adjutant immediately ran to the corner of the street and waved the flag.
In the light of the fire, seeing the adjutant's successful signal, the officers and soldiers of the puppet army's First Regiment, Third Regiment and Independent Regiment, who had been waiting in the surrounding streets, surged in like a flood that had burst a dike.
Seeing the officers and soldiers of the First Regiment, the Third Regiment and the Independent Regiment of the puppet army pouring into the arsenal like a tide and starting to receive weapons and equipment from the arsenal, Luo Feng and Leng Tiefeng couldn't help but relax a little. Anyway, the entire
The most critical first step in the combat operation has been completed, and it was completed smoothly.
"1st Battalion Commander, after replenishing ammunition, move to defense on the spot. Your task is to defend the arsenal!"
"Commander of the 2nd Battalion, immediately rush to the north of the city after replenishing ammunition, and cooperate with the friendly forces of the Independent Regiment to capture the Japanese headquarters."
"Commander of the 3rd Battalion, your battalion has the most important task. After replenishing ammunition, we will immediately build fortifications between Blocks 1 and 3 according to the established plan, and cooperate with friendly forces to prepare to attack possible invading enemies."
Luo Feng called the three battalion commanders closer, gave them instructions one by one, and finally asked: "Did you hear everything clearly?"
"Listen clearly!" The three battalion commanders agreed loudly, and then led their respective subordinates to separate.
In less than a moment, the three remnant battalions of the 88th Division had replenished their ammunition and quickly followed the established plan. Except for the 1st battalion, which stayed at the arsenal, the other two battalions quickly rushed to their respective battlefields. Their reaction speed was not even faster than that of the independent regiment.
How much slower, on the other hand, the first regiment of Nan Batian's puppet army has not been reorganized even after five minutes.
Seeing the troops of the Independent Regiment and the 88th Division, armed with live ammunition, marching in front of them in neat formation, Nan Batian's black face couldn't help but turn red with embarrassment. His grandma is such a bear, it's a shame.
