under fire

Chapter 1636 Escape into a dead end

In the open field under the stars and moon.

The fierce gunshots behind him never stopped.

The Japanese who were running eastward like birds and beasts were highly vigilant. They maintained a rigorous formation and used light machine gun firepower to conduct reconnaissance and suppression to clear the way, flowing eastward like water.

There was a sudden flash in the darkness.

boom.

It is not known who fired first.

Followed by one after another everywhere shouting: "Fight." "Fight."

Rifles and rifles suddenly shined.

Da da da.

The intensive light machine gun fire that had been waiting for a long time on both wings continued to flash.

The dense and dull sound of gunshots instantly echoed through the open land to the east.

Guns were fired randomly, and regular light machine gun ballistics began to tear up the ground.

At the same time, it is also tearing apart the souls whose bodies are hidden in the folds of the earth.

Using light machine gun fire to "suppress" the Japanese who planned to run eastward, they had already expected that they would encounter a blockade.

He even let out a sigh of relief after the opponent fired.

Finally know where the other party is, no longer need to worry...

When the first ray of gunfire appeared in the darkness, he lay down and took cover as he was trained to do.

"Enemy attack." The warning sentry that started with the warning voice showed almost no fear in the bird's chirping.

Unfortunately, being unafraid does not mean you are lucky.

The distance is too close!

When he shouted the second word, several rounds of bullets were fired from the muzzle of the gun, drilling into his chest and into his brain!

The last thoughts in the vanguard's mind were a little confused. After many years of raiding, it was not that they had never been ambushed by anti-Japanese elements, but this was the first time their opponents had ambushed them at such a close range.

completely unexpected

In an ambush on Tubal Road, shouldn't you throw a grenade or sound a mine first?

The moment this guy's body hit the ground, the juice that was shattered by the bullet and rushed out of the back of his head could no longer maintain any consciousness.

The three dirty souls and seven souls were shattered into pieces.

Even though they were caught off guard by the sudden attack of more than twenty rifles, more than a dozen shell guns, and light machine guns.

Most of the Japanese who were always on high alert still quickly made standard tactical evasive actions.

More than a dozen Japanese soldiers lay down on the ground and successfully escaped the first wave of bullets from the Eighth Route Army.

If they had known that they would be facing a situation of using less to defeat more, the Japanese who claimed to be invincible in the world hardly panicked and screamed.

Even under the shouts of the third lieutenant who was leading the escape, he organized a strong counterattack.

"Rifle fire... bomb squad throwing grenades."

The machine gun group, which had been shining and howling during the assault, was silenced by the eight-pronged attack because the target was too big.

The ensign had no time to grieve.

He saw clearly.

The machine gun team even adjusted its muzzle when attacked and fired at those shining spots in the darkness.

Unfortunately, in just one burst of fire, countless warheads penetrated the machine gunner's body.

The three leading soldiers were even more unlucky. Almost all of them were greeted by the dense bullets fired by the despicable ambushers.

Each of his elite men was hit by several bullets, and before they died, they still subconsciously fired back.

The elites used superb shooting to hit several night sneakers who were close at hand.

Of the nine men in the three groups following a little further behind, only two were shot.

The second lieutenant quickly yelled loudly, and his elite men who still had fighting ability quickly reorganized according to tactics.

He had been hit by grenades on the battlefield before, and his hearing had not fully recovered. Fortunately, before setting off, he had told his subordinates to follow the training plan.

The elite men under them immediately reorganized themselves skillfully according to the training requirements.

A bomb squad throws grenades to intercept.

A three-man team stepped forward to replace the light machine gun team that misfired under the attack, and two other infantry three-man teams quickly opened fire back.

The two sides were so close that bullets kept firing back at the random flashes in the darkness.

The Japanese infantry group who fought back had a clear division of labor. They always kept firing with their 138-cap rifles. They aimed the rifle to find the target. After the shooting, they pulled the bolt to eject the cartridge case and pushed the bullet to load the gun.

It is divided into three echelons, sacrificing instantaneous intensive counterattack firepower in exchange for continuous shooting.

Braving the chaotic rain of bullets above his head, almost every time a shot was fired, a scream would be heard in the darkness not far away.

Judging from the rhythm of the six scattered rifles, only two rifles fired. The firepower seemed extremely weak, but due to the high accuracy of the shooting, the attackers were constantly killed by the guns.

The two sides fired at each other from a distance of more than ten meters.

Under the moonlit night with flashes of gunfire, gunfire filled the air.

The well-trained Japs are really good at shooting. However, the opponent has more people and more guns.

And there are a lot of grenades.

As dozens of grenades thrown by Tubalu exploded in random directions.

The six Japanese who were lying on the ground and kept shooting accurately were penetrated by shrapnel one by one.

In reality, there is no mercy because they are elites.

Although being hit by shrapnel does not mean immediate death, it will at least temporarily lose combat effectiveness.

A Japanese soldier whose body is scratched by shrapnel will also scream.

Abandoning the wounded, the second lieutenant who took over the command and ran away was horrified: The invincible imperial army was defeated by random gunfire from Tubal Road in a short period of time?

In an instant, only the bombardier, whose position was exposed because he did not fire, was left.

The trajectory of Tubalu's bullets kept tearing at the top of his head and sides, and one bullet just hit the side of the helmet and bounced off.

Although the steel helmet bounced the bullet away, it did not remove the impact of the bullet.

The ensign, whose head was dizzy, forced himself to calm down.

Keep shooting and you'll get more grenades!

He quickly ordered the two men who had thrown the grenades to perform the special task of killing the eight-way machine gun in a roundabout way.

It seems that I should consider leaving here first.

The two black figures quickly retreated on their hands and knees.

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

Before the two Japs left had time, they split up and headed towards the Eighth Route Machine Gun Position.

The flashes of fire from the two light machine gun groups of the Eighth Route Army suddenly went out!

Shooting stops!

Hurry up and take a look.

What they saw was a scene they couldn't believe.

Three torch-bearers running in the smoke?

Go to the location of the second lieutenant who just left and the wounded soldiers who didn't have time to treat him!

He quickly pulled the rifle off his back and reached out of the ditch.

Quickly aim at the dark figure behind the torch.

After hesitating for a moment, the two Japanese soldiers slowly loosened their fingers on the trigger.

There is no other way. Behind the black shadow of the torch, there are twenty or thirty black shadows!

As long as you dare to shoot at this time, you will face twenty or thirty rifles, and no matter how elite you are, you will die.

"The second lieutenant should be broken." Watching the place where the second lieutenant had just left, dozens of black figures began to get busy.

Someone is refilling a gun for a former companion.

Some people were cleaning the battlefield, pulling out imperial rifles, searching for ammunition, picking off equipment, and picking off military uniforms.

In fact, more than ten people from a class dispersed and searched for him.

Obviously, the Eighth Route Commander was very cautious.

The lives of elites are beyond the reach of these bumpkins!

The two Japs had been hanging out with the Imperial Army for several years.

I usually went to brothels and prostitutes and learned a lot of Chinese.

A phrase often uttered by the battalion commander of the Royal Association Army almost appeared in his mind: If you keep the green hills, you won’t be afraid of running out of firewood.

After weighing it for a while, a Japanese soldier asked in a low voice: "I think life is more important!"

"You coward." The other Japanese soldier felt that he had to object when these words came out of his mouth.

"Don't bullshit me. You can't do something that will end up in vain!" the Japanese guy who spoke first advised him. He knew that the guy next to him must have the same thoughts as him: "Besides, we still have the squadron flag on us!"

"Okay. I chose to retreat temporarily to protect the squadron flag!"

To hell with any elite warriors.

Relying on their usual excellent skills and tactics, the two Japs shouted in low voices and took cover alternately to crawl southward quickly and silently.

Li Laosi stood on the east side of the Japanese circular position, feeling very unhappy.

Those Japs who were standing right now ran away before a full-scale attack!

The intensive gunshots and explosions of grenades and grenades in the distance to the east gradually disappeared.

The smoke drifting from behind still carries the choking aftertaste of chemical bombs.

He was unhappy because it took some time to clean up the battlefield and missed the opportunity to completely annihilate that group of Japs.

He was worried that Wang Shunbu, who had Platoon Leader Liu as a staff officer, would not be able to spare the lives of the Japanese.

A dark figure ran from the north: "The battalion commander has an order. Everyone retreats to the north immediately."

"Retreat...what are you talking about? Why retreat?"

"Peripheral alert discovered the situation. About ten miles southeast, a Japanese car light appeared. The battalion commander judged that the Japanese might have called for reinforcements!"

(End of this chapter)