On the top of the city, the Japanese captain looked desperate, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but there was nothing he could do.
The siege troops are too strong and their own strength is too weak. They are not on the same level at all. Even demolishing the east wall and repairing the west wall cannot offset one of the enemy's advantages. It is impossible to hurt the enemy's ten fingers rather than cut off one of them, let alone repel them.
Attacked.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army has rushed into the gap in the city wall!" A lieutenant rushed over to report, with panic on his face.
The captain at the gap was not too worried.
There were also two infantry squadrons blocking the back, equipped with four heavy machine guns alone.
The gap was just that big. Four heavy machine guns, more than a dozen light machine guns, and nearly 300 rifles fired at the gap. The bullets they fired would definitely form an airtight bullet net in the gap.
The possibility of the Eighth Route Army trying to pass through this fire net in a short time was almost zero.
So his attention is still focused on other Eighth Route Army troops outside the city, especially grenades and mortars.
The grenades and artillery shells they launch can cross the battlements and hit the soldiers behind them. They are highly lethal and have almost no restrictions.
If you don't find a way to kill them and let them continue to shoot at the city, it won't take long for the few soldiers under your command to be blown up.
Once you become the polished commander, there is no point in defending the city wall.
Because the Eighth Route Army may launch a second attack at any time, then he can only watch them rush into Datong City...
Waving his hands, he ordered with a look of displeasure: "Why panic? There are two infantry squadrons behind the gap. They will definitely be able to hold the gap and prevent the Eighth Route Army from entering Datong City from there."
"But the Eighth Route Army attacking us has no intention of entering the city!" the lieutenant continued to report.
"They established a defensive line at the gap and exchanged fire with our troops guarding the gap.
"There are also some troops who used grenades to blow up a simple bunker along the gap to protect them from climbing to the top of the city."
"When I came over, a platoon of Eighth Route Army soldiers had already climbed up to the top of the city and were fighting towards us along the city wall..."
"Attack us on the city wall?" The captain was frightened by this report.
The walls of Datong City are high and thick. Not only are the outer walls protected by battlements, but battlements are also built on the inner side of the city.
If the Eighth Route Army climbed to the top of the city, these battlements would become the best bunkers to protect them.
More importantly, they can fight all the way along the top of the city, eliminate the subordinates who are still fighting on the top of the city, and join forces with the attacking troops outside the city to attack from both inside and outside to kill everyone.
The more the captain thought about it, the paler his face turned.
The image of the Eighth Route Army coming from the top of the city came to mind involuntarily.
Several machine gunners lined up in a row, each holding a light machine gun and charging forward while firing.
The rifleman followed behind, replacing the machine gunner who died in the battle at any time, and then continued to shoot forward with the light machine gun, while passing the machine gunner and throwing grenades in front, killing the fish that escaped the net that the light machine gun did not kill.
The entire offensive formation is like an unstoppable chariot. Wherever the offensive troops go, the soldiers there will definitely be killed...
"Da da da……"
The familiar sound of light machine gun fire suddenly came from the gap in the city wall. It was so dense that at least three light machine guns firing at the same time could create such a big noise.
The captain was startled. He turned around and saw three machine gun flames coming out of the night.
Just as he had thought just now, three tongues of flames lined up in a row, shooting desperately at his position.
The sound of gunshots and screams came together. Several soldiers who were shooting outside the city had no time to react. The bullets flying from the flanks had already beaten them into pieces.
At that moment, the captain seemed to feel a bullet flying past his ear.
With a start, he quickly ordered: "Why are you still standing there? Immediately send a small team to fight back and force them back into the gap. The Eighth Route Army will never be allowed to appear on the city wall."
"Others continued to shoot outside the city, killing the grenade troops first, and then focusing their fire on the ordinary infantry."
Just as the lieutenant left, a new exclamation reached the captain's ears again. The voice was full of heartfelt fear, and it sounded particularly breathtaking.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army is coming towards us again. There are at least a thousand of them. They are so densely packed that there are people everywhere..."
"Shoot the flares quickly!" the captain ordered quickly.
Half a minute later, the flare was launched into the air. Looking at the densely packed Eighth Route Army outside the city, the captain was also frightened.
"Sir, what should I do?" the second lieutenant who had just reminded the captain asked in panic.
"Block them at all costs and slow down their attack speed." This is the only way the captain can think of at the moment.
After two seconds, he looked at the messenger behind him and began to order: "Continue to contact the headquarters. We have been continuously attacked by heavy groups of the Eighth Route Army. The troops have suffered heavy losses. The gap in the city wall may be lost at any time. Please ask for reinforcements."
The dozens of Japs who fought against the Eighth Route Army on top of the city did not go well either.
The city wall is just that wide, with an unobstructed view of the ground and no obstacles.
Bullets were flying back and forth between the enemy and ourselves. One Eighth Route Army soldier fell, and nearly one Japanese soldier fell.
Fighting is carried out entirely by exchanging human lives for human lives.
In this case, the offensive force's strength advantage is immediately apparent.
The Eighth Route Army attacking the city wall, in addition to the dozens of people already seen by the captain, follow-up troops are still climbing up the city wall.
The soldier in front died, and the soldiers behind immediately rushed to make up for it.
This gave the Japanese a feeling that the Eighth Route Army attacking from the opposite side was invulnerable. No matter how many bullets they fired, their strength never decreased.
Not so with the devils.
The captain said to mobilize an infantry squad, because the garrison at the top of the city suffered heavy casualties, and there would only be a few, not many, soldiers who actually passed by, and there was no backup, so if they died, they would die.
On the narrow city top, the two sides exchanged fire for less than three minutes. A small team transferred by the captain to demolish the east wall and repair the west wall was killed.
"Da da da……"
The familiar sound of machine gun fire reached the captain's ears again. This time the gunfire was not only denser than before, but also a full hundred meters closer.
Many nearby soldiers began to suffer casualties.
The lieutenant who had just left not long ago ran over again. The difference was that he was now dragging an arm stained red with blood, and his face was full of pain.
Looking at the despairing look on his face, the captain reported: "Sir, the counterattack force is finished... In just over two minutes, a whole squad was killed."
"The Eighth Route Army is too cunning and there are so many people. We are no match for this kind of close-quarters raid where lives are exchanged for lives."
The gunshots and screams were getting closer and closer. In order to protect the captain, several guards took the initiative to stand in a row and block the gap.
Just when the captain looked dumbfounded and didn't know how to comfort this subordinate.
A guard screamed and fell to the ground. A bloody hole was punched in his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Soon the guard's eyes began to widen and he refused to look back.
"Sir, it's too dangerous here. You must leave here immediately!" The guard captain's first task is to protect the safety of the captain. As for whether the city wall is safe, he has no control over it. Looking at his subordinates who were killed at his feet, he gave orders in a hurry.
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