Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 116: Besieged from all sides!

Li Yunlong looked at the watch on his hand.

Just now, the monitoring radio station at the headquarters intercepted the Japanese's conversation again. The Japanese plane will arrive in about 30 minutes.

And notified the radio operator of the new regiment by radio.

Now, there are about 20 minutes left before the Japanese planes arrive.

This means that we must attack the village within 20 minutes to prevent it from being bombed by Japanese planes.

At this time, the Japanese cavalry regiment and logistics troops had been almost wiped out.

According to the combat plan, the troops can withdraw from the battle as long as the combat supplies arrive at a safe location.

But who would have thought that they could surround the Kawagishi Division Headquarters?

If you don’t eat such a big piece of fat meat right in front of you, you will be struck by lightning.

However, news just came from the headquarters that the Japanese reinforcements fired poison gas bombs at the Eighth Route Army's blocking troops in a rage.

but.

The brother troops are still desperately blocking the enemy and buying time for the attacking troops to destroy the Japanese division headquarters.

Both sides were furious.

Ten 10mm mortars were deployed at two artillery positions, and one shell after another soared into the air and hit Hufeng Village where the Japanese were located.

"Boom boom boom..."

Continuous and rapid explosions occurred throughout Hufeng Village, and balls of dazzling red light and smoke almost enveloped the entire village.

Two or three shells landed on a civilian house. With a loud bang, the house built with mud and tiles was instantly blown into a pile of broken mud and tiles. The four seriously injured Japanese soldiers hiding inside died.

Explosions, endless explosions!

The M2 60mm mortar has a maximum firing rate of 18-35 rounds per minute during rapid firing.

The gunners of the new regiment were not skilled, but they could still fire 20 rounds per minute.

The shelling of Hufeng Village lasted for 5 minutes, and at least 1000 60mm shells were fired.

For the Eighth Route Army soldiers, it was only 5 minutes, but for the Japanese, it was more torturous than a century.

The Japanese guard battalion was also equipped with two infantry guns and several small-caliber mortars.

However, most of the Japanese artillery ammunition was carried by the quartermaster troops.

In the previous battle, except for a few bullets, the artillery shells had almost been used up.

Li Yunlong looked at Hufeng Village, which was shrouded in smoke and gunfire. It had been almost turned into ruins by thousands of 60mm artillery shells.

The 60mm mortar shells are not very powerful, but a small village with less than 150 households cannot withstand the continuous bombardment of thousands of shells.

In the past, if thousands of 60mm shells were fired in a battle, the leaders of the headquarters would probably jump up and curse.

But now that Li Yunlong has a financial backer, he can let go and provide artillery fire coverage.

What's more, spending 1 artillery shells to kill a Japanese division commander is not a lot!
"It's almost done. If the bombs continue, all the Japanese will be killed!"

Seeing that the intensity of the artillery fire was decreasing and the mule's ammunition was running low, Li Yunlong shouted:
"Bugler, blow the charge!"

"Dudududu——"

Next to Li Yunlong, the bugler in charge of blowing the bugle was an old Red Army soldier. His face was as stern as iron and his eyes were as firm as stars. The sound of the bugle he blew was loud and inspiring, and every syllable was full of courage and determination.

For every Eighth Route Army soldier present, life is no longer important once the charge is sounded. They have to charge even if they know they will die!

"Kill Kawagishi Bunzaburo!"

Li Yunlong raised his submachine gun and fired a burst of bullets, then jumped up from the attack position.

The regiment commander's roar shocked the old Red Army soldiers around him.

"Kill!" A roar of killing rang out like a tidal wave.

Seeing that the infantry had launched a general attack, the artillery quickly stopped firing and quickly moved to a hidden position.

No one knows when the Japanese planes will come. If they are targeted by mortars and artillery, it will be very dangerous!
The 686th Regiment in the east, the 772nd Regiment in the west, and the two main companies of the 686th Regiment in the north simultaneously launched a charge towards Hufeng Village.

The Japanese division headquarters was surrounded by enemies!
"Da da da…"

The remaining Japanese soldiers opened fire with their Type 92 heavy machine guns, and the sound of gunfire was deafening.

However, the Japanese gunfire was very sparse. After being plowed through by artillery shells, there would definitely be some Japanese left in the village, but definitely not many.

"Machine gunner, provide covering fire."

Li Yunlong shouted while firing.

In fact, without Li Yunlong's order, the machine gun team of the New 1st Regiment had already found the machine gun position, set up the general-purpose machine gun and opened fire.

The terrifying sound of cloth-ripping machines was heard, and three general-purpose machine gun teams suppressed a Type 3 machine gun of the Japanese at the same time. Almost continuous strings of bullets were fired from three directions, like streams of light, rapidly flying towards the Japanese machine gun fire point.

The Japanese machine gunner was so suppressed that he didn't dare to raise his head.

The Japanese machine gunner had a fierce look on his face. He raised his head and fired, but the next moment he was covered by more than a dozen bullets and was riddled with bullets.

This general-purpose machine gun has a firing rate of 1,200 rounds per minute, which means a burst of fire is twelve rounds.

It is not easy to train a machine gunner.

Give a farmer a bolt-action rifle and some bullets, and he will learn how to use it in just a few days, and will be able to master it in half a month.

Machine gunners are more difficult to train. It takes two or three months and a lot of bullets to train a qualified machine gunner.

Although the general-purpose machine gun team of the new regiment had received the guns less than two days ago.

However, these Red Army veterans were machine gunners before and had rich shooting experience, plus they had yesterday's training test firing of 300 live ammunition belts.

The soldiers quickly mastered the shooting skills of this general-purpose machine gun.

Although there is still a gap between them and the elite German machine gunners, there is no problem in mastering the skills and using them freely on the battlefield.

The machine gun of another Japanese armored vehicle also opened fire, firing as it moved, with the machine gun making a rattling sound.

"boom!"

The next moment, the Japanese armored vehicle was silenced instantly by a cannon shot from Wang Chengzhu, who had been secretly observing the Japanese armored vehicle for a long time.

The first twenty or so shells missed it. This time, he predicted the movement of the Japanese armored vehicle.

The Japanese armored vehicles were destroyed and the Japanese machine gun fire points were suppressed.

Li Yunlong led the Fourth Battalion and was closest to Hufeng Village.

Under the cover of the general-purpose machine gun team, they rushed to the entrance of Hufeng Village as quickly as possible.

As soon as he arrived at the village entrance, Li Yunlong saw a Japanese sergeant rushing out from the broken wall in front of him, and the two of them raised their guns almost at the same time.

"Da da da da da!"

"Bah!"

Two gunshots rang out one after another.

But Li Yunlong's hands were faster. His hands moved as soon as he saw the Japanese. The moment he saw the Japanese, his hands moved subconsciously. It was completely muscle memory.

A long burst of five bullets, all hit the Japanese soldier's chest, and the Japanese soldier fell down as if he had been electrocuted.

However, the Japanese sergeant reacted quickly. A bullet flew past Li Yunlong's body and hit the earth wall beside him.

Li Yunlong's expression and eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he continued to move forward with a submachine gun in his hand.

During his ten-year military career, he fought in hundreds of battles, big and small, and experienced countless life-or-death moments like this.

(End of this chapter)