I rise from the sword

Chapter 64 The First Confrontation with the Yamamoto Secret Service

Zhao Yuting set the artillery position above the commanding height 1500 meters away. Here, he can see the situation in the prisoner-of-war camp clearly from his condescending position.

When he saw that all the prisoners of war had returned to the barracks, he immediately turned the muzzle and cut off the fire.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!—"

The power of the 90mm caliber small steel gun is obviously much greater than that of the 50mm caliber grenadier. A few shells fell, and the wall in front of the prisoner-of-war camp was blown down one by one.

"Brothers, rush, kill!"

Yang Lin seized the opportunity and gave the order to attack again.

Nearly 200 soldiers from the first company and the guard platoon rushed forward with guns under the cover of machine gun fire and grenade fire from the rear.

In order to prevent being strafed by enemy machine gun fire, they still pulled a long line of skirmishers.

At this time, the little devils in the prisoner-of-war camp were already dizzy by the bombing, and they couldn't organize an effective counterattack for a while.

Yagyu Hideyoshi shook his dizzy head, looking at the enemies rushing towards him, he finally felt a little panic.

He turned to Ichiro Fujiwara's deputy Toshi Watanabe and said, "Mr. Watanabe, the firepower of these Chinese people is too fierce, and the prisoner-of-war camp may not be able to hold it.

Otherwise, let's transfer in first, and then make other pictures, shall we? "

Jun Watanabe said with a cold face: "Mr. Fujiwara, I have already sent a telegram to Your Excellency Yamamoto asking for help. As long as you persist until His Excellency Yamamoto arrives, then these Chinese people will die!"

"In addition, the imperial army from the nearby stronghold is also on their way, and they will arrive here in an hour at the latest!"

"But……"

Hideyoshi Yagyu originally wanted to say, but even for an hour, we may not be able to hold on, but just as the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by Watanabe Jun coldly.

"There is nothing wrong, this is an order from His Excellency Yamamoto!"

"Next, leave the gate to my secret service team to guard, and you go and kill all the Chinese prisoners of war in the detention room!"

"Ok."

Yagyu Hideyoshi had no choice but to take orders and leave.

At the door of the detention room, dozens of little devils were shooting inside through the windows.

Fortunately, the captives were all hiding in the shooting blind spots. Therefore, although the devils fired fiercely, they did not cause much casualties to them.

At this time, Yagyu Hideyoshi rushed over with a stern expression, and he scolded: "Grenade attack!"

"Hay!"

More than 10 little devils suddenly agreed, took off the grenades hanging on their chests, pulled off the safety pins, and slammed on the hard object next to them.

Then he threw it forward fiercely.

"Sizzling, zinging!——"

More than 10 grenades flew into the detention room through the open window, emitting gunpowder smoke.

"Not good! It's a grenade!"

The monk let out a cry of surprise. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he quickly picked up the two grenades next to him and threw them out.

"Boom! Boom!"

Almost as soon as the grenade was thrown out of the window, it exploded violently before it hit the ground.

The little devils who were at a closer distance never expected that the prisoners of war inside could throw grenades out, and were caught off guard by the shattered shrapnel that came directly into the blood sieve.

At the same time, several other grenades also exploded violently.

Fortunately, these holding rooms were divided into several rooms, and the internal space was large enough. The prisoners of war lay on the ground in time, and only a dozen or so people were injured or injured.

"Damn it, brothers, these little devils won't give us a way out, so fight them!"

The monk originally wanted to rely on the detention room to stick to his treatment, but after the little devil used the grenade, he knew that this plan might not work.

If you stick to it, maybe the reinforcements have not come in, they have been blown to death inside.

After a roar, the monk kicked the open door and rushed out again.

Maybe the little devil was a little confused by those two grenades, or maybe he didn't expect the captives to dare to launch a counterattack.

By the time he reacted, the monk had already rushed out.

He first used the last bullet in the gun to kill a devil who was about to continue throwing bombs, and then directly threw out the bastard box that was empty of bullets.

"Snapped!"

The other little devil was smashed with peach blossoms all over his face, just as he let out a scream, the monk had already jumped up and hit him hard on the left side of the face with a swing of his fist.

"boom!"

The left side of the little devil's face was directly sunken, and he fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, Hou Meng rushed out with the others.

They fought with the other little devils who were about to drop bombs.

In this way, it was difficult for the little devils hiding behind the side bunkers. Although they had guns in their hands, they did not dare to fire without authorization for fear of hurting their own people.

"Bagaya Road!"

"Warriors of the empire, use your most proud hand-to-hand sword fight to kill these damned Chinese!"

Hideyoshi Yagyu is not a person who is afraid of death. In fact, the little devils during World War II, especially the early days of World War II, were all brainwashed by militarism and Bushido spirit, and there were almost no people who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

Little devils like the kind who surrender or run away at every turn can only appear in anti-war dramas.

Yagyu Hideyoshi was no exception. After the old devil roared, he drew his saber from his waist and charged forward.

The courtyard at the entrance of the entire detention room suddenly became chaotic.

……

The screen is pulled back to the main entrance of the prisoner-of-war camp.

Under the order of Jun Watanabe, 20 devil agents took over the task of defending the gate from the defense squadron.

The combat experience of these devil agents is obviously much richer. After they boarded the wall, they did not stay in a fixed place, but kept moving and changing their positions while firing and blocking.

"Special Team Yamamoto, have you finally made a move!"

The corners of Yang Lin's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer. These ghost agents have a lot of combat experience, and the submachine guns in their hands are also very powerful.

But at the same time, there is also a very serious disadvantage, that is, they do not have machine guns, sniper rifles, or rifles in their hands.

The effective range of the m3 submachine gun is only 200 meters. Once it exceeds this distance, unless it hits some important parts, it will cause effective damage to the enemy. At the same time, the accuracy of the gun will be greatly reduced.

"Brothers, stop charging!"

Yang Lin stopped a series of charges, kept a distance of about 200 meters from the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp, and started firing at the enemy.

"Nani?"

Jun Watanabe was a little surprised when he saw that the independent battalion stopped attacking, but he soon turned his worries into joy.

Because what he lacks most now is time, if the enemy continues to attack fiercely, he may still have some headaches.

But now what?

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jun Watanabe's mouth, and he ordered: "Stop firing!"

As long as the enemy doesn't charge, he won't fire, it's exhausting!
"Huh? These little devils are really thieves, and they all hid again."

Yang Lin originally wanted to use his superb marksmanship to snipe and kill some devil agents before launching an attack.

This will minimize your casualties as much as possible.

Now it seems that this method is not feasible.

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(End of this chapter)