Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Li Yunlong is no longer the Li Yunlong of the past. He even disdains the Type 92 heavy machine gun! But it is true that the equipment of the independent regiment has undergone earth-shaking changes. The Type 92 heavy machine gun, which has a slow firing rate and is very heavy, is no longer popular! A heavy machine gun that can only be lifted by four strong guys, wouldn’t it be better to give each of the guys a semi-automatic one?
If there weren't so many captured 7.7mm bullets, the Type heavy machine gun would have been abandoned long ago!
"No, I have to report this to Minister Zhang when I go back. We have seized so many 7.7mm bullets that we have to research a special gun to fire all these bullets. It's such a waste!" While complaining, Li Yunlong pulled out a few grenades and placed them under the tripod of the heavy machine gun, ready to explode at any time.

As time went on, thousands of Japanese soldiers surrounded the village from all directions, approaching to within 200 meters, the best distance for a firefight. However, at this time, none of the soldiers in the village or the village wall fired a shot, waiting for the moment when the battle would start.

In the north of the village, where Li Yunlong was, Zhang Dabiao was holding a Qi Lali light machine gun in his hand, with 6 magazines hanging on his chest, and he was armed to the teeth! Of course, his machete was still on his back, and the red silk cloth formed a strong contrast with the gray uniform, allowing all the soldiers in the battalion to see where he was.

"Sergeant, I'm a little nervous..." In a corner, the new recruit said tremblingly to the veteran squad leader.

"Are you scared by the devils and puppet troops all over the hill? Don't be afraid. Think about the villagers who were killed in your village, think about the insulted women hanging on the trees at the entrance of the village, and you will not be afraid, but only hate! In fact, I hate them too, and I hate those second devils and puppet troops! If there were no surrendered Central Army, where would the devils get so many troops? 40 Central Army soldiers, receiving military pay from Chongqing, defected to the devils and became puppet troops!"

"Sergeant, aren't they all Chinese?" The recruit was a little confused.

"When they followed the devils and pointed their guns at our compatriots, it was no longer the case! Look at our Cavalry Company Commander Sun Desheng, he just didn't want to be a traitor, so he turned around and joined us, the Eighth Route Army! Boy, don't you often ask what the big iron lumps our class carries are for? When the fight starts, you'll understand!"

While the veteran squad leader was talking to the new recruits, the Japanese troops were getting closer! The Japanese siege team lined up horizontally, with the distance between soldiers at least seven or eight meters, and they lined up in several rows. That's right, this is the standard formation of the Japanese wavy pig-rush formation. The horizontal rows can minimize the damage efficiency of the machine guns.

Therefore, the best way to attack with machine guns is to fire from the side! Of course, the independent regiment is no longer the independent regiment it used to be. They are cheating now, so they don't consider the problem of side shooting!

Moreover, the independent regiment was well-equipped and had extremely powerful close combat firepower, so they allowed the Japanese's wavy skirmish line to approach the village little by little.

Not long after, Li Yunlong stood on a high place, glanced at the Japanese soldiers who were approaching from all sides, judged their positions, and raised the box gun in his hand.

"150 meters, this distance is enough!" Thinking in his mind, he decisively pulled the trigger with his right index finger, and a gunshot rang out.

The Japanese were not stupid. They also knew that there was an Eighth Route Army regiment in the village. However, the Japanese had absolute confidence in their own strength and equipment, so they did not rush to open fire. In fact, the formations the Japanese had arranged were actually prepared for bayonet fighting. The Japanese had mysterious confidence in their close combat ability, especially in bayonet fighting.

As Li Yunlong fired a gunshot, the soldiers around the village immediately raised their weapons and fired at the devils on the opposite side. As soon as they opened fire, the devils who had the advantage in manpower felt something was wrong - the firepower of the Eighth Route Army was too strong!

Pah... Da da da... The semi-automatic and assault rifles, either of which had a faster firing rate than the Japanese's Type 38 rifle, so the bullets were fired as densely as raindrops, and the Japanese in the front line were the first to be hit, with nearly half of their troops being knocked down. But this was not the point. The point was that as soon as the guns were fired, the shotguns also opened fire, and balls of steel balls and iron sand gushed out, forming a barrage of death in the Japanese ranks.

Although the Japanese's scattered lines effectively reduced the killing effect of the shotgun, one shot could always take care of two or three Japanese.

"Death to you..." The Eighth Route Army opened fire, and the Japanese commander would naturally not stand idly by. The commander waved his sword, the Japanese raised his gun and fired, and some Japanese ran quickly and attacked, intending to rush into the village.

"Fire, fire hard, ammunition carrier, load bullets!" The machine gunners shouted loudly in front of the Type 92 heavy machine guns, allowing these heavy machine guns that were destined to be blown up to make use of their last bit of energy.

Bullets flew out, passing through the gradually pressing Japanese troops, killing many fast-running Japanese soldiers. At this time, some veterans hiding behind the village wall pressed the switches of the wires tied to the batteries. After the stimulation of the current, the directional mines placed on the ridge of the field more than 60 meters outside the village were detonated!

Boom boom boom... The steel ball killing area formed by the directional mines hit the rushing Japanese soldiers just right, and once again wiped out a wave of Japanese soldiers.

"Baga... Which army is in this village? They wiped out half of our troops in one fell swoop?" In the cemetery outside the village, a Japanese officer stood on a grave, holding a telescope and watching the battle in front of him, sighing. Then, he said to the side: "Infantry artillery, you can bomb!"

However, before he could finish his words, a bullet flew over 600 meters and directly shot off half of his neck, and blood spurted everywhere.

"Your Excellency the Captain?" The guards protecting the Japanese officers were panicked. Their own captain was killed just like that?
In the village, Xizi happily pulled the bolt to load the bullet, then picked up the gun and looked for a new target through the shooting hole dug in the courtyard wall.

"Damn it, we agreed to break out. If we keep fighting like this, the Japanese will be wiped out by us!" Li Yunlong did not shoot, but looked at the whole scene, grasping the opportunity to break out. Although they had the advantage at this time, there were also Japanese in the surrounding villages, giving them little time to break out.

Therefore, when the battle started, he did not use the grenade launchers and mortars in the regiment, just to blast a passage and break out. But at this moment, the whistling sound of Type 92 infantry shells came from the air, and then two gaps were blown out of the village wall of Huangtu.

"The Japanese are losing their patience, aren't they? Signalman, tell the artillery company to blow up the Japanese artillery positions! Order, all grenade throwers, fire freely. Everyone, be ready to break out at any time!" (End of this chapter)