Three hundred and seventieth chapters devils do not believe
When the Japs in front were about to rush into the turret or machine gun bunker, more than a hundred grenades with white smoke fell from the sky and hit them.
"Baga, it's a grenade... Everyone, take cover!" The quick-reacting Japs yelled and quickly fell to the ground. The slightly slower ones didn't have time to move. A violent explosion rang in their ears, and then they were all blown away.
Exploded over.
The grenades equipped by the Guard Regiment are produced by the arsenal itself. Because they have complete molds, the projectiles are poured very well and have a large number of grooves on the inner wall.
Therefore, after the grenade explodes, the body does not explode in two like a homemade grenade, but breaks into more than a dozen fragments and scatters around, killing as many Japanese as possible within the killing range.
Therefore, more than a hundred grenades were thrown at them in a round, and the Japanese who rushed at the front were killed and more than half of them were injured on the spot.
The Japanese who were still alive could only lie motionless on the ground facing the nearby gun towers and bunkers.
Because, before the explosion of one round of grenades ended, the second round and the third round of grenades fell from the sky just like in the afternoon!
"Bage Ya Road, it's Tubal Road. Tubal Road is coming. Everyone, fight back quickly and beat them out!" Lieutenant Japanese reacted quickly and shouted in panic.
"Comrades, the Japs are coming. Let's keep charging forward. The machine gunners are ready to shoot and kill them. The riflemen all have their bayonets fixed and are ready for hand-to-hand combat! Guard platoon, cover the riflemen and the Japs to fight with the bayonets!"
Hong Tao also shouted loudly.
After three rounds of grenades, the machine gunner at the front was only about ten meters away from the bunker and could rush up to it in three seconds at most.
"Comrades, kill me! Fight with the Japanese and kill them all!"
The Japanese Lieutenant also saw the Eighth Route Army nearby, drew his command knife, and without saying a word, directly ordered the remaining subordinates around him to charge forward with their rifles.
"Bah, bang, bang!" Both the enemy and us fired at the same time. After firing the last bullet in the gun chamber, they prepared to engage in hand-to-hand combat.
But just as the Japanese charged forward with bayonets in hand, a dozen machine gunners from a battalion lined up in a row opened fire.
"Click, click, click..." The whizzing bullets were like rain, directly hitting the oncoming Japanese.
"Baga, Tubal Road is very cunning!" Dozens of Japanese soldiers who rushed to the front screamed and fell down on the charging road with unwilling expressions on their faces.
"Bang, bang, bang!" In a few seconds, all the machine gun bullets were fired. The Japanese, who had suppressed their anger, said nothing. They held rifles with bayonets and collided with the Eighth Route Army, intending to use their best skills to fight.
The bayonet saved the day.
The Japanese are very powerful in bayonet fighting, fast, ruthless, and accurate, and have very good physical strength.
Although the 1st Battalion is the most powerful battalion in the Guard Group, it only lasted for more than a month after all. What's more important is that the physical strength to fight with a bayonet is far inferior to that of the Japanese.
Therefore, as soon as they came up, dozens of soldiers in the battalion were killed.
Finally, relying on the superiority of troops, the disadvantage of fighting with bayonets was slowly recovered, and then bayonets hit bayonets, and they strangled together with a hundred or so Japanese.
But even so, it would take three or four soldiers in a battalion to fight to death one Japanese soldier.
"Come on the guard row, shoot the Japanese with pistols, and cover the riflemen to end the battle quickly!" Hong Tao, who was anxious in his eyes, ordered loudly.
Then he rushed into the battlefield with a pistol in hand.
"Bah, bang, bang!" Not long after, a shuttle of twenty bullets was used up by Hong Tao. At least five Japanese soldiers died under the muzzle of his gun, dying!
The guard platoon, which gathered all the pistols in the regiment, shuttled back and forth on the battlefield like a god of murder. Every time a gunshot rang out, a Japanese soldier must have been shot.
Some Japanese soldiers still had smiles on their faces. When they thought they were going to stab another Tubalu to death, bullets flew from nowhere and punched three bloody holes in his body. He fell to the ground, his face covered with blood.
unwilling to do so.
Soon, most of the more than 100 Japanese soldiers were killed or injured, and the remaining 40 or 50 Japanese soldiers gradually became unable to hold on any longer and began to converge on their captain, intending to retreat.
Hong Tao saw their purpose at a glance, his eyes lit up and he ordered: "Disengage with the Japanese and let them gather together!"
"Concentrate all the machine gunners. When the Japanese are gathered together, use machine guns to attack them. If we use bayonets, we will always get injured accidentally. Use machine guns to get there faster!"
The Japanese Lieutenant was very surprised. The battlefield that was in chaos just now, with screams and the clash of bayonets everywhere, suddenly became quiet.
Dozens of scattered subordinates quickly gathered together.
Doubts remain doubts, no matter what, as long as the troops can be gathered together, the scattered troops can be gathered into a fist, then break out, return to the second line of defense and continue to hold on.
However, what happened next made the lieutenant, who had just been ignited with a glimmer of hope, turn pale in a flash.
As soon as more than forty subordinates gathered together, a dozen Eighth Route Army soldiers holding machine guns stood in front of everyone.
"Baga, we have been fooled. Tubalu wants to use machine guns to destroy us all, Bagalu!" the lieutenant shouted with a look of despair.
"Da da da..." Before he could finish his words, the sound of intensive machine gun fire reached his ears. Immediately afterwards, the desperate and unwilling screams of his subordinates sounded around him.
A dozen light machine guns and hundreds of rifles were fired at the same time. In less than three seconds, more than forty Japanese were killed!
"What a risk!" Wang Ping couldn't help but rejoiced as he wiped the cold sweat from his head.
Then he decisively ordered: "The machine gunners will immediately enter the bunker and shoot down the Japs on the second line of defense to prevent the Japs from continuing to counterattack!"
The first line of defense of the Japanese army included not only bunkers but also gun towers, which were very strong.
The Japanese captain who had died in the battle directly gathered an infantry squad and a squadron of mine protection teams here, and then most of the light and heavy machine guns in the mine.
However, such a strong defense line only lasted less than twenty minutes before being breached. Not only was the entire defender destroyed, but more than 200 reinforcements were also brought in.
The Japanese lieutenant who defended the second line of defense, faced with this completely unexpected outcome, would not dare to send his troops to rush forward and die, no matter how courageous he was.
"When did Bagaya Road and Tubal Road become so powerful in combat? They are even equipped with heavy artillery!" the lieutenant frowned and cursed loudly.
Then he ordered his subordinates: "Everyone be ready for battle. Tubal Road will definitely attack us immediately!"
"Hasn't the radio suggested going to the county seat yet? Tubal Road is equipped with a heavy artillery group. We definitely won't be able to hold on for too long!"
"Your Excellency, Captain, has been shattered. The troops have suffered heavy losses. We are in urgent need of combat guidance! How long will it take for reinforcements to arrive, Baga!"
The second lieutenant in charge of the two radio stations in the mine rushed over immediately.
"Sir, your Excellency, the county commander, called back. The reinforcements will not arrive until after dawn!"
"Nani? We have all been killed since dawn, so what's the point of asking them to come here! Have you told the headquarters that the Tubal Road attacking us has a heavy artillery group!" the lieutenant shouted with a look of reluctance.
"Hey, but the headquarters doesn't believe it. We must have made a mistake!" the second lieutenant replied, holding back his anger.
"Continue to send telegrams, emphasizing that there is a heavy artillery group on Tubal Road and requesting reinforcements. If the headquarters does not believe it, send a telegram to the division headquarters!"
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