Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Ma Pingan said earnestly:

"Brother Ye, you are the one that everyone wants. Now in everyone's mind, they can all die and fight the devils to the death, but you can't.

You may not know that just now when you went to rescue Captain Ma alone, many guerrillas burst into tears.

They felt that they were useless and that it was Leader Ye who did the most dangerous things every time.

  They said that Leader Ye was an official, but he was doing the work of a soldier. So what were these soldiers doing?

They regretted and suffered. That's why they broke out this time. The same goes for Long Qianyan. They all hope to play a role in the current or future battles instead of hiding behind you all the time.

  So brother Ye, you can't do this anymore. You are the backbone of everyone and the highest commander of the entire team. If something really happens to you, how will we deal with it?

So this time, don't go, let me charge for you! Let these brothers fight for you once.

Although we may die, please let us be willful for once!"

As he said that, Ma Ping'an pressed Duanwu's shoulder, and immediately followed the main force.

"Old Ma, are you crazy too?"

Duanwu frowned slightly. This was the first time he faced such a question.

But at the same time, he also reflected on himself. Indeed, he had been trying his best to protect these guerrilla fighters, but he had never taken their feelings into consideration.

"Well! Let's make them go crazy this time!"

Duanwu sighed and laughed, then said to the seriously injured soldiers who could not move: "Protect yourselves. If we can't come back this time, then you should save an extra bullet for yourself!"

"kindness!"

Everyone nodded heavily.

However, at this moment, Duanwu had disappeared from the spot, and the order was conveyed in his roar: "Spread out the team, form a triangle formation with three people in a group.

Lao Pan, you lead the pistol team and follow behind the main force. Once the firefight with the devils begins, you who arrive later will start to fire back.

Long Qianyan, your main task is sniping. Attack the machine gunner on the Japanese tank first.

Li Ergou, go with Li Dagou, you organize a big knife team, the bayonet fight will all depend on you."

Duanwu's orders were given one after another, and as they ran, the dark crowd not only gradually separated but also divided into several groups, and then quickly approached the Japanese.

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At the same time, the Japanese soldiers running in the front tank had already seen this crazy scene.

Their enemies had originally fled, but unexpectedly they rushed back again at this time.

"Damn it! These Chinese really don't know how to live or die. They actually dare to counterattack. Don't they want to die?"

The Japanese soldier on the tank sighed in his heart after seeing this scene, but he immediately reported it to the team leader in the car.

The Japanese squad leader was also a little puzzled at this time. Their enemies had clearly escaped half of the distance, so why did they rush back now?

But after changing his mind, he realized that the Gobi Desert was too large, and the enemy had wounded soldiers and would soon be caught up by the tanks, so he had no choice but to come back and fight them.

This was great, because they were tanks, and charging at them, were their enemies stupid? Were their enemies going to engage in a bayonet fight with the tanks?

What's more, following behind them were four or five hundred Japanese Imperial Army soldiers, who were extremely good at bayonet fighting.

Thinking of this, the Japanese squad leader ordered disdainfully: "Fire at the enemy immediately, and the machine gunners are ready to fire. Let these Chinese see how powerful our tank troops are. Hahahaha, this is simply a one-sided massacre! Hahaha!"

As the Japanese squad leader laughed wildly, the mechanical device inside the tank was instantly activated, and a depressing and heavy atmosphere enveloped the small space.

The gunner on the tank quickly and accurately aimed the muzzle of the gun at the Chinese soldiers who were charging forward fearlessly and resolutely.

The black muzzles of the guns looked like ancient ferocious beasts with their huge mouths opened.

  boom!

A deafening roar broke the tranquility of the Gobi Desert. The artillery fire was like an angry Thor's hammer, bombarding the front of the charging team with destructive force.

The dust and gravel were lifted up by the huge impact force, forming a dust wall that covered the sky and the sun, instantly covering everything between the charging soldiers and the tanks. However, the guerrilla fighters were not frightened by the sudden artillery fire.

They broke through the smoke and dust like wild horses and rushed towards the Japanese tanks.

It can be said that the soldiers at this time were all crazy. They didn’t even think about what would happen after they rushed forward.

Do we have to use bayonets to pierce the Japanese tanks?

This simply doesn't work.

If it had worked, there wouldn't have been so many Chinese soldiers who were helpless and died in the northwest in front of the Japanese tanks in the Battle of Shanghai.

But at this moment, the soldiers didn't think about anything. What they thought about was that this time, they would fight for Leader Ye and no longer be a burden to Leader Ye.

Of course, Duanwu never thought about it this way, but these lovely warriors did.

Leader Ye went into danger alone time and time again, disregarding his own life to protect them.

Once, twice, perhaps these soldiers will sing the song that Leader Ye loves his soldiers like his own sons.

But it was like this every time, so they had to think about it. If Leader Ye had to step up to protect them every time they encountered danger, then what was the point of having them as soldiers?

Time and again, they were hesitant to speak; time and again, they were persuaded by Leader Ye.

Leader Ye often said: I am a commander who can charge at the front line. My chance of survival is higher, so this mission can only be completed by me alone.

And today, Leader Ye said the same thing again.

They knew that Leader Ye wanted to keep all the dangers to himself and leave the hope of survival to them.

But they really don't want it, because living like this is painful.

If anything happened to Leader Ye, I'm afraid all the guerrillas would die from the self-blame and torment in their hearts.

So this time, they disobeyed orders on the battlefield, even if Leader Ye would criticize them after returning, or even execute military law.

They wanted to protect Leader Ye, even if it meant the death of all of them.

So they charged under the enemy's artillery fire and roared loudly towards the enemy's bullets.

"Long Qianyan, shoot!"

At this moment, Duanwu gave a loud order, and his body paused, and a machine gun bullet fired out of the gun.

Two hundred meters away, a machine gunner on a Japanese tank was shot in the head and his body fell off the tank.

At the same time, the sound of gunfire continued to be heard. It was Long Qianyan and others who were shooting at the machine gunners on the Japanese tanks.

Long Qianyan's shooting skill was perfect, and although the mute's shooting skill was slightly inferior, he still managed to kill a machine gunner on a Japanese tank with one shot from a distance of two hundred meters.

They were followed by other guerrilla sharpshooters.

Although hitting a target two hundred meters away is indeed a test for them.

But they formed groups of three and started shooting at the Japs.

So even if one person can't hit it, or two people can't hit it, the third person will definitely hit it.

This is a question of probability, because the Japanese only have five machine gunners, but the guerrillas led by Long Qianyan and the mute have more than twenty sharpshooters.

That is to say, even if one team failed to kill the Japanese machine gunner, they would be knocked to the ground by another sniper team! (End of this chapter)