"Yoshi, you are all the most heroic samurai of the Imperial Japanese Army!" The performance of his subordinates made the captain very satisfied.
Then the topic changed and he continued: "However, there are many Eighth Route Army troops for us to kill today. Therefore, everyone has combat missions and there is no need to argue about this attack. I order: The first squadron attacks and breaks through the Eighth Route Army defense line within five minutes.
,Reinforce infantry!”
"Hi!" the captain of the 1st Squadron replied very happily.
It only took two minutes for more than one hundred and ten cavalry to assemble. The squadron leader with a fanatical face showed no worries. He drew out his command sword and waved it towards the Eighth Route Army defense line three to four hundred meters away. More than one hundred cavalry moved towards the direction pointed by the blade.
Rush in the direction.
The distance of four hundred meters only takes more than a minute for the cavalry.
After spending nearly half a minute to accelerate, more than a hundred cavalry rushed directly to a position more than 200 meters in front of the formation. At this time, the speed of the cavalry also increased to the extreme. Like a sharp arrow from the string, it quickly penetrated the Eighth Route Army's defense line.
At this time, the deafening sound of horse hooves was like thunder, reaching the ears of every Eighth Route Army behind the bunker.
As the devils rushed closer and closer, they could even feel the ground beneath their feet begin to tremble slightly.
In this case, it was basically the first time to face so many soldiers from the Independent Cavalry Charge. Their faces instantly turned pale, and many of them even couldn't help but start to tremble with their hands holding rifles.
"Don't be nervous. The cavalry also carries their heads on their shoulders. A bullet can still kill them. Get ready for battle immediately!"
The cadres and veterans scattered among the new recruits and captured soldiers were also very nervous. Many people focused their attention on the heavy machine guns that were not set up around them. They hoped that the heavy machine guns would be able to block the cavalry attack and cause a devastating blow to the cavalry as the regiment leader said.
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Surprisingly, Wang Ping did not intend to use these trump cards from the beginning.
As soon as the cavalry entered the crooked range, he ordered: "All light machine guns, shoot immediately!"
"The rifleman also shoots. If he can kill a Japanese enemy, he will kill one. Remember I told you in advance how to deal with the cavalry. The shooting target of the war horse is large. Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first! Shoot immediately! Shoot!"
"Click, click, click..." There were two crooked guns in total, two made in the Czech Republic, and they fired instantly.
Four hot tongues of fire suddenly appeared in front of the Japanese.
Seven or eight cavalrymen were caught off guard, and they fell down on the charging road together with their horses. Before they had time to react, the following cavalrymen rushed over and trampled them into a pulp, killing them until they died.
"Baga, the Eighth Route Army has machine guns, hide, counterattack!" the Japanese squadron leader who led the team shouted loudly, then he lay down on the horse and tried his best to let the horse use his body to block the bullets fired at him.
However, after the order was issued, there were still cavalrymen falling to the ground around them.
After receiving Wang Ping's order to shoot the horses first, everyone still shot at them mercilessly even though they felt sorry for the horses.
Therefore, the so-called concealment of the Japanese cavalry did not play a big role.
The war horse they were riding on was still shot and fell to the ground. As soon as the war horse fell to the ground, they were also thrown to the ground and were trampled to death by the cavalry behind them.
The huge casualties made the squadron leader heartbroken, but he was still full of confidence in this attack.
Because the cavalry charge was so fast, even though they had lost nearly an infantry squad, the entire cavalry squadron had reached a position less than a hundred meters away from the Eighth Route Army's defense line.
At this time, many cavalrymen lying on their horses had already raised their horse rifles with one hand to fight back.
Although the squadron leader could not see clearly, he believed in the combat effectiveness of his cavalry.
A lot of Eighth Route Army soldiers must have been killed in the not-so-intense counterattack gunfire.
In this case, according to my past practice of fighting the Chinese army, as long as I rush forward another forty or fifty meters, the Eighth Route Army behind the bunker will be frightened to the point of collapse without a fight.
At that time, even if you lose dozens of elite cavalry, the remaining fifty or sixty cavalry can still successfully fight to the Eighth Route Army's position, and then chase the Eighth Route Army to defeat them, eliminate them, and avenge the warriors who died in the battle!
Behind the bunkers piled with sandbags, there were indeed Eighth Route Army soldiers who were constantly being killed by bullets fired by the Japanese.
As the cavalry charged closer and closer, the powerful shock and impact of the cavalry charge also made everyone more nervous.
If Wang Ping hadn't been by their side, constantly encouraging them, and marching and retreating with them, some of them would have dropped their weapons and fled for their lives.
At this time, Wang Ping spoke again, shouting at the top of his voice: "Comrades, hold on, we have killed dozens of Japanese cavalry, if we keep on holding on, the Japanese will be defeated by us! Rifleman, all fire
, shooting at the Japanese war horses!"
While he was talking, Wang Ping had already picked up a soldier's rifle. After loading the bullet very skillfully, he aimed slightly and pulled the trigger.
Wang Ping personally participated in the battle, which was like a tranquilizer to the soldiers of the independent regiment, quickly stabilizing everyone's turbulent military morale.
As the leader of the group, Wang Ping is not afraid of death. He fights with everyone and advances and retreats together. What else can others say?
Bai Lai Tiao 38 and 38 guns were fired at the same time, coupled with the continuous firepower of four machine guns, the casualties of the Japanese army immediately increased greatly.
In addition, the closer they are to the Eighth Route Army's position, the higher the Eighth Route Army's shooting accuracy will be.
Counting from the time the rifleman fired, the Japanese army had to pay twice as many casualties for every step forward.
When they finally rushed 40 to 50 meters in front of the formation, only about 30 of the 670 cavalrymen were left.
"Warriors, keep charging forward, the Eighth Route Army will collapse. If you keep charging, we will win!" The squadron leader was heartbroken about the casualties of the troops, but facing the Eighth Route Army's position so close at hand, he was unwilling to lose like this. So.
, the squadron leader was cruel, raised his command knife high, assumed a charging and slashing posture, and then continued to charge forward with the remaining soldiers.
"Kill me!" The thirty or so Japanese soldiers also acted like crazy. They drew out their sabers and charged forward, howling, not taking the Eighth Route Army seriously at all.
"The machine gunner continues to shoot, others prepare grenades!" Wang Ping still did not intend to use the heavy machine gun hidden behind the bunker. He took out a grenade and ordered loudly.
Until he could clearly see the ferocious smile on the Japs face, Wang Ping directly pulled the fire, and then threw out the grenade with all his strength.
"Comrades, throw as many grenades as you can!"
The expected collapse without a fight did not happen. The Japanese squadron leader was shocked when dozens of black grenades were thrown directly at them.
"Baga, it's a grenade. Everyone, take cover quickly and use the grenade to fight back and kill the Eighth Route Army!" the frightened squadron leader shouted loudly.
I only realized it now, it's obviously too late.
"Boom..." Before dozens of Japanese cavalrymen touched the grenades hanging on their waists, explosions rang in their ears!