Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 538 Excellent enemy

Yang Bicheng is fearless about death, but before he dies, he has to avenge his brothers no matter what.

He also knew that he was scum in terms of marksmanship and stabbing, not to mention dealing with the powerful Japanese army, even the "militia" of the security regiment that officials at all levels considered weak, he might not be as good.

If you want to kill the Japanese, you have to find another way.

Therefore, he thought of the Browning pistol given to him by the battalion commander. This kind of pistol made in the United States is very powerful, and the muzzle does not jump wildly like the shell gun. There is also no way to train shooting accuracy in a short period of time.

So, he came up with a trick to get closer to the Japanese, wait until it was close enough, and then shoot.

The fully loaded pistol with the safety on has been stuck in the belt behind his back. In order to practice the quick draw from behind, he has been practicing secretly in the corner for several hours.

The accuracy is not enough, but the speed of drawing the gun is already not slow.

Sure enough, this trick worked. Yang Bicheng, holding a gun with both hands, pulled the trigger three times in a row at a distance of more than two meters, and none of the bullets flew away. The three bullets knocked the fierce and strong Japanese army back, reluctant to waste any more bullets Yang Bicheng kicked him to the ground, snatched the opponent's gun, and poked it hard. The Japanese army rolled their eyes, obviously it was impossible to live again.

It turns out that killing the Japanese is not that difficult!Looking at the strong Japanese invaders killed by him, Yang Bicheng felt joy in his chest that he had never felt before.

"You son of a bitch, what are you doing in a daze, keep shooting me!" Wang Changshou's voice rang right next to Yang Bicheng's ear.

On the battlefield at this time, what resounded was not the sound of the bayonet piercing the flesh as Yang Bicheng imagined, but more gunshots.

Although the Independent Battalion was first established, whether it was the Four Elements Battalion, the Guard Battalion, or the Security Regiment, they were not soldiers under Tang Dao's command, and Tang Dao had trained them.

Fighting against the Japanese cannot rely on brute force, but more on brains.

For example, the vanguards of the two infantry squads led by Yang Xiaoshan with less than 20 soldiers, did not say anything, and they stabbed the stubborn Japanese army with bayonets.

Except for Yang Bicheng, who was stunned, and Wang Changshou, who was forced to chase out, the two infantry squads were actually divided into levels.

The two squad leaders and squad assistants with submachine guns rushed to the front, not only to lead the way, but also to shoot at all the 'shit yellow' in sight, and empty all the bullets in the magazine.

Four submachine guns, but nearly a hundred rounds of bullets, were swept out by four experienced veterans in a sweeping manner. The Japanese infantry, howling and holding up their bayonets to counterattack, were caught off guard by at least ten Japanese soldiers who were screaming and screaming. Howling fell down.

"Why use a bayonet when you can kill with bullets? All of you remember that as long as you can kill the enemy, whether you poke the eye or kick the crotch, it is a good move, even if you use a stone, as long as you can kill the opponent If you smash your brains out, that's good equipment.

A good soldier is not how brave he is or how many devils he has killed in his lifetime, but that he can still live after killing devils, and he can continue to kill devils in the future!As a last resort, any soldier who chooses to die with the devil is not a good soldier for me.After the war, what I most hope to see is not the corpses of the Japanese invaders, but, my brothers, look at my smiling face! "This is Tang Dao's instruction to every soldier who follows him.

Tang Dao's subordinates have faithfully implemented his tactical philosophy, even if it is a charge, they must first give full play to the firepower of short-range firearms to the greatest advantage.

The terrible rate of fire of the submachine gun emptied the bullets in less than four seconds. The squad leader and deputy who emptied the bullets discarded the scalding submachine gun without hesitation, and the riflemen who followed closely gave them a gift. With the rifles that came, we tried our best to catch up with the pace of our comrades.

The Battalion Headquarters of the Independent Battalion issued three spare rifles to each infantry squad, so that they could be replenished at any time if they were damaged on the battlefield. As a result, many infantry squads would rather carry the three rifles on their backs with heavier loads. up.

Both the squad leader and the squad deputy were the best veterans selected by each infantry company, and the Japanese army would inevitably have survivors in the rain of bullets. With their participation in this cruel and bloody hand-to-hand combat, the combat power would naturally increase greatly.

The Japanese army is not stupid. Before the hand-to-hand combat, the safety bullets are turned off. That is when the two warring parties enter a state of melee and the bullets are not empty. At this moment when the two sides are still facing each other with a distance of more than [-] meters, not only the Chinese soldiers fired , The Japanese infantry were also shooting.

The flying ballistic trajectories were extremely clear in the dark night, but the soldiers of both China and Japan ran wildly with their guns in hand on this creepy looking battlefield.

It's not because they are brave enough, but, from the moment the Chinese soldiers jumped out of the grass, from the moment the charging call made the whole battlefield tremble, the soldiers on both sides knew that if they wanted to survive, they could only kill each other .

If you want to live, you can only fight.

In the light of the flares that are about to fall, the gray, blue and yellow teams that are approaching extremely firmly are undoubtedly the two best groups of soldiers on the planet.

This point, even Tang Dao, who regards his opponent as a beast, has to admit it.

Historical records have told Tang Dao that the Japanese army has a strict hierarchy and has received brainwashing education. They are brave and tenacious on the battlefield. It is even worse than the Japanese army in historical records.

And the Japanese army in front of him is better than the Japanese army he has ever seen. After experiencing a completely inferior firepower suppression and a wave of covering attacks with grenades, the Japanese army, which originally only had about 30 people, has been severely reduced to insufficient [-] people, and then in the confrontation between the two sides, they were indiscriminately fanned by four submachine guns, and a dozen of them fell.

But their opponents had almost the same strength as them in the first wave, and there were more than 30 people rushing forward tens of meters behind, and their strength had completely crushed them.

With such a disadvantage, any one of them might consider fleeing this battlefield first. After all, they still have room to maneuver in the rear and left and right wings, and there are more than a hundred comrades in their robes. There is no doubt that he must die.

But no one in the Japanese army retreated. Nearly 20 people faced the two Chinese infantry squads whose morale had reached their peak, and went up with guns.

Facing such excellent enemies, Tang Dao has only one choice - to kill them.

Yang Xiaoshan, who was at the forefront, also dropped his emptied shell gun, and confronted a Japanese soldier with a rifle in his hand.

Although the Japanese soldier opposite Yang Xiaoshan was only a first-class soldier, he was very experienced. The two sides did not stab each other to the death as soon as they met, but staggered their steps very carefully to deal with each other.

That is to find the opponent's flaws, and then make a fatal blow, Yang Xiaoshan thinks so, and his opponent thinks the same way.

The Chinese and Japanese soldiers who had been in contact with each other at this time were about equal in strength, but compared to the desperate Japanese soldiers, the Chinese soldiers in the two infantry squads did not have such a strong desire to fight to the death, because they still had reinforcements behind them, and it only took ten seconds. The comrades in the rear rushed over, and they could completely deal with the enemy with two-on-one or three-on-one.

Therefore, Chinese soldiers are often in groups of three, focusing on defense and dealing with opponents.

Although the Japanese army's stabbing skills are powerful, facing such a formation, if they want to break through such a formation in a short time without paying casualties, it is impossible to even think about it.

Everyone will instinctively cherish life, just as though they are tenacious enough, they can still show their fangs firmly in the face of the Chinese soldiers who occupy the best land and people, but that is also driven by the instinct to live, but if they give up on their own initiative It takes time to think about life in exchange for the survival of the comrades.

Even if it is a Chinese-style hero, it is the same.

Unfortunately, the time left for them is not enough.

The moment he gave the order to sound the charge horn, Tang Dao rushed out of his battle position.

His speed is so fast that it is unimaginable. It is simply a cheetah that has found its prey. Even if you keep your eyes on him, you can only see the afterimage of him running wildly in the grass.

This is a mountain, not a flat playground!
This is the battlefield of life, not the arena where you can only win medals!
Tang Dao, whose adrenaline surged, completely surpassed the limit of the human body at this moment.

He was at least [-] meters away from the front line, and he almost ran the entire distance in only twelve seconds.

But it was not Tang Dao who broke the balance of the battlefield first.

(End of this chapter)