Chapter 52 Only Bloodshed (Please Subscribe!)

As they got closer and closer to the temporary position set up by Zhang Zhiyi, the Japanese cavalry had entered the assault mode. The soldiers with good eyesight in the position could already see the white breath exhaled by the horses when they were running.

Zhang Zhiyi quickly calculated the distance between the two sides in his mind and shouted to everyone in the position.

"Switch to submachine guns, prepare grenades! Detonate mines!"

At this distance, the submachine gun does not need to be carefully aimed, just pull the trigger forward. In principle, the cavalry charge does not stop, and the trigger of the automatic weapon cannot be loosened.

Even the assistant shooters serving the crooked light machine guns began to shoot at the Japanese with submachine guns.

At the same time, Liang Chunjin pulled several wires in his hand. During the charge of the Japanese cavalry, nearly a hundred offensive grenades transformed into mines exploded among the horses.

The effect of the well-made grenades is not even weaker than a few howitzers.

Faced with such fierce firepower, only a few lucky devils could rush out of the smoke and dust of the explosion.

The firepower network composed of submachine guns and light machine guns made Maeda Ryoichi and his men completely desperate. He was now full of resentment towards Lu Hang.

If he knew that the enemy's firepower was so strong, he would not rush forward with his men without any defense.

More than 20 submachine guns plus two Taisho 11-style guns, let alone his cavalry squadron, even if the troops were doubled, they would have to consider casualties.

But those drunkards of Lu Hang, who had obviously fought with these people, did not even provide them with a little usable intelligence.

He, Maeda Ryoichi, dared to lead a cavalry squadron to slash people with knives everywhere in Jin Province because the local armed forces had few burst weapons and even less bullets, and could not form a firepower network.

But at this point, there was no room for retreat, and he could only bite the bullet and charge to the end.

"It's dark, load up!"

This battle was the most satisfying one for Zhang Zhiyi and his team. The cavalry squadron of the Japanese devils on the opposite side was truly unscathed despite being far behind in numbers.

However, they did not take it lightly because of the victory of a battle. Everyone knew that this was only the first wave of pursuers. Judging from the crazy pursuit of the Japanese devils these days, it is uncertain how many waves will come next.

Looking at the battlefield full of gunpowder, Zhang Zhiyi arranged a new wave of work for his brothers.

"Go and collect the captured items quickly, don't run out of bullets by then, a horse rifle is also a gun!"

"Pick up some sabers by the way, be prepared for the worst, maybe we can't avoid hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese devils."

"The two men just now, continue to act as outposts. Old rules, don't expose yourself."

As expected, the Japanese devils did not give them much breathing time. Forty minutes later, the two soldiers at the outpost soon discovered a new batch of enemies.

The two roughly counted and found that there was almost a squadron of Japanese devils infantry.

Liang Chunjin looked at the enemy who had entered the valley with a serious face. Because of the previous noise, the Japanese knew there might be an ambush here, so they sent out scouts after they came in.

"Boss, it seems that we can't ambush this time, so we should strike first."

Zhang Zhiyi nodded. Facing the infantry carrying heavy firepower, we should give priority to dealing with the artillery.

And unlike the situation just now, the 60mm mortar on the position will be useful against the Japanese infantry.

The Japanese cavalry is too mobile, and the artillery in the team is a half-way monk with poor level, so it is almost difficult to bomb the enemy.

But facing the infantry is different. As long as it is not too outrageous, the artillery shells will be more or less rewarded.

Zhang Zhiyi lay in the temporary bunker, holding the Type 38 rifle, and locked the captain squadron leader at the front of the enemy's queue with a pinpoint.

At the same time, several veterans with outstanding marksmanship in the army also targeted the Japanese machine gunners and artillery.

After a few gunshots, the enemy fell to the ground, but the Japanese who lost their command did not get into chaos. The three squad leaders took over the command at the first time and ordered the artillery to attack the enemy's position.

"The Japanese are firing! Avoid the artillery! Quick!"

Facing the enemy's mortars and grenade launchers, the soldiers seemed very experienced.

They landed on their elbows and knees and used their hands to hold their heads to protect their ears. And their mouths were open to reduce the damage of the explosion, and the abdomen and other main torsos should be properly lifted. This is to reduce the damage to the soft internal organs caused by the shock wave transmitted through the ground.

But even if the anti-artillery posture was done well, some people were still injured. Liang Chunjin's left leg was blown off.

After the Japanese artillery ended, Zhang Zhiyi shook his head, shook off the dirt on his head, and shouted to the soldiers on the position: "The artillery is over! Check your personal equipment! The Japanese are coming!"

At this time, a sad and angry voice sounded: "Head! Lao Liang's leg is broken!"

But Liang Chunjin was very calm. He tremblingly took out a tube of unknown injection from his pocket and stabbed it hard into his thigh.

This was the experimental drug they had asked the doctors for before they left. Even though the doctors explained the pros and cons, the soldiers still insisted.

After one injection, the pain on Liang Chunjin's face was obviously relieved a lot. He even lit a cigarette seized from the Japanese cavalry.

"Why are you yelling? I'm not dead yet."

The soldiers at the forefront of the position immediately issued a warning after seeing the Japanese launched a pig-like charge.

"Boss, the Japanese are coming!"

While organizing the attack, Zhang Zhiyi asked the forward position: "How far is it?"

"Seven hundred meters!"

This distance has exceeded the effective range of the Sanba Gai, and blind shooting will only expose the distribution of firepower.

"The machine gun team is in position! If you see a group of Japanese stragglers at the intersection ahead, fight! Fight hard! Avenge Lao Liang! Fire one mortar for another! Don't die too fast! Everyone is in fighting position!"

Although the two crooked guns caused a lot of casualties to the Japanese, they were quickly targeted by the Japanese grenade launchers, and the troops suffered casualties for the first time after the break.

Fortunately, the team is full of veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time, and almost everyone can get started with weapons like light machine guns.

"The distance is six hundred. Shoot me with all your strength on the path ahead!"

Only two hundred meters away, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers had already fallen on the charging road.

"Five hundred, go to the left, the Japs have broken away from their main force! Kill them first!"

"Four hundred and fifty meters! Rifle brothers open fire! Shoot for me!"

The firepower network composed of rifles and machine guns stalled the momentum of the Japanese charge. Faced with the fierce attack, the Japanese could only find bunkers on the spot and fight back.

As the distance between the two sides became closer, the number of casualties on Zhang Zhiyi's side was already considerable. Seeing that the distance was almost there, he issued a new round of orders.

"Grenade!"

At a distance of tens of meters, there was no chance to avoid the grenade devils. Nearly a hundred grenades flew out in four waves. In the violent explosion, dozens of Japanese soldiers fell into the sea of ​​fire.

"SMG!"

The soldiers leaned out of the temporary bunker slightly, and the metal storm-like rain of bullets tore the Japanese's bodies apart.

But the Japs began to rush to the position, and there were too many of them. Zhang Zhiyi looked at the epaulette in his hand. The epaulette was tattered and full of bloodstains, and the word "Jiao" could be faintly seen.

He drew his saber and rushed towards the Japanese, and the two sides engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand battle. Fifteen minutes later, the temporary position was occupied by the Japanese, and it was like a purgatory on earth.

The only second lieutenant left in the squadron came up with his men. Looking at these Republic of China soldiers who resisted until the last second, he couldn't help lowering his head and said:

"Enemies also have warriors."

"Yes! If the Republic of China were all such warriors, our attack would only be more difficult."

At this time, the Northeastern soldier among the corpses secretly opened his eyes. He was unable to participate in the hand-to-hand combat just now because he was injured by a bullet in the abdomen, which made him endure until now.

He pulled the fuse of the cluster grenade, and when the grenade was about to explode, he gave the Japanese a contemptuous smile.

After the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces, they vigorously promoted their culture. At that time, the people in Northeast China could more or less understand Japanese.

He was forced to learn Japanese for four years before joining the army, and later retained this skill specifically to perform certain tasks.

"Whether I am a warrior or not, do you need trash like you to tell me?"

Boom boom boom! This cluster grenade took away a dozen Japs who came closer. Zhang Zhiyi and his group bought nearly two hours of retreat time for the soldiers of the special agent company with their own lives.

Brothers, I tried my best and wrote a chapter as soon as I woke up.

I was talking nonsense yesterday and shouted the Three People's Principles in the middle of the night!