frightfiction Chapter 1162 Your marksmanship is good; you must survive.
Chapter 1162 Your marksmanship is good; you must survive.
After boarding the troop transport vehicle at Shimen and passing Xinle, they happened to encounter the people escorting Mizukawa Yoshifu on the other side.
These guys were resourceful; they managed to get a maintenance vehicle from the railway and just got through.
Lin Ze went down to check on him. At this time, Mizukawa Yinfu's head was wrapped up like a big rice dumpling, he was breathing very little and exhaling more, his face was ashen, and his eyes were tightly closed. He was definitely not going to make it to Shimen before he would die.
It seems that this brick really had a lot of power. If the person happened to be outdoors, it would be like being hit by an object thrown from a high place. It would be a miracle if Mizukawa Yosuke didn't die on the spot.
Lin Ze didn't intend to help them, and waved for them to continue driving the repair truck away.
Just as Lin Ze was heading to Ding County, the Japanese troops in the Tanghe area launched a second wave of attacks.
Many people feel that the Japanese were very aggressive in battle, but that's only relative. Compared to the Southern Army and the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese were certainly not lacking in weapons and equipment. However, Japan was a small country with limited resources, and that stingy mentality permeated all aspects of their society, including their military.
For example, the small steel cannon mentioned earlier, despite being highly praised by the front-line troops, was still restricted from production by the military. Why?
Because this thing has a high rate of fire and consumes a lot of ammunition.
Before a battle, the Japanese would usually make an estimate of the amount of ammunition they would use. If the battle was over and the expected combat objectives were achieved, but the amount of ammunition used was less than the estimate, the commander would be commended.
If it exceeds the estimate, then a report must be written to explain it.
Of course, in some large-scale battles that were of great significance to the Japanese, the use of ammunition was usually not restricted.
Okamura paid close attention to the situation in the Tanghe area and treated it with the utmost importance, ordering the Japanese soldiers fighting in Tanghe not to worry about ammunition consumption.
So at the start of the second assault, the Japanese brought out all the mortars and grenade launchers they could use, and even brought in two Type 94 mountain guns.
It's just that the 26th Division didn't bring its artillery regiment this time; otherwise, these Japanese soldiers would have loved to bring out their Type 96 150mm mortars as well.
Such firepower was completely unbearable for a crudely constructed fortification.
In the first round of bombing, the remaining ruins of the barracks completely collapsed, and some places were even cratered.
Zhang Kedi and his soldiers kept picking up the surrounding mud bricks to shield themselves, their fingers bleeding from the effort.
After a round of bombardment, the mountain guns ceased firing, but the mortars continued to provide artillery cover for the Japanese, helping them to charge faster.
As a result, the soldiers had no choice but to brave the shells and fight back fiercely.
The casualties have suddenly increased!
Zhang Kedi was also wounded; a piece of shrapnel grazed his left arm, leaving a deep gash with the flesh turned outwards and blood seeping through.
He tore off a strip of cloth, wrapped it around his arm a few times, and used it to make a cut on his elbow to stop the bleeding.
Then he shouted, "Brothers, can we hold out until dawn?!"
“Yes! Yes! Yes!”
"Hold on, repel this wave, and then we'll retreat to the second line of defense. The brothers in the Third Company have been repairing it for half a day. They're quite skilled; one round of shells probably won't be enough to break it down!"
This optimistic shout boosted morale, and Zhang Kedi glanced at his watch.
12:30 a.m.
"beat!"
This time, the Japanese were extremely ruthless because Okamura had given a death order that they must break into the Eighth Route Army's position in the shortest possible time to find out the enemy's true situation.
The Japanese suffered heavy casualties in the previous offensive, which fueled their anger. This time, with artillery cover, many Japanese soldiers didn't fire during their charge, but instead crawled forward with their heads down, as if they were crawling right up to the position.
The sandbag bunkers have opened fire!
Every gunshot took away a Japanese soldier.
The vast majority were headshots, and the rest were hit in vital areas!
Xiao Shuanzi looked at Uncle Luo and Chen Youdi, who were fighting side by side, with deep envy in his eyes.
His marksmanship was mediocre, and he couldn't see very well at night, so he simply didn't waste bullets and did logistical work for Uncle Luo and Chen Youdi.
A Japanese company commander looked in this direction through binoculars. Although it was pitch black, he could clearly see two gun barrels firing alternately, and they were extremely accurate, so accurate that it was frightening!
These two guns significantly slowed down the advance of the Japanese stragglers on this side.
"Baka yarou! Grenade launcher! Aim at that sandbag bunker!"
The Japanese company commander personally took command.
"put!"
The grenade, equipped with propellant, landed a dozen meters in front of the sandbag bunker, blasting a small crater.
The Japanese company commander was determined to blow up this bunker. "Move forward, it's only a dozen meters away, the direction is fine!"
Inside the bunker, Chen Youdi frowned and asked, "Uncle Luo, look, isn't that a high-ranking Japanese officer?"
Uncle Luo squinted and looked carefully. "Not a high-ranking official, but not a small one either. It's too far away; we can't reach him."
I have to give it a try!
"Something's not right. It looks like that Japanese soldier is directing a grenade launcher, aiming it at us!"
Xiao Shuanzi also peeked out, but it was pitch black on the other side and he couldn't see anything.
Chen Youdi remained silent, holding his breath and concentrating.
Uncle Luo continued to advise, "Don't stick your head out for too long, it's too dangerous!"
"Snap—hook!"
The Japanese company commander was ordering his soldiers to move forward with grenade launchers when he suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound! He instinctively turned his head!
He immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "Damn Eighth Route Army soldiers! They're aiming at me! From this distance, they're aiming their guns at me! Grenade launchers! Fire!"
Seeing that the Japanese officer had not fallen, Chen Youdi silently unloaded the bullet and pulled the bolt.
"Grenade launcher, fire!"
"Snap—hook!"
The moment the bullet left the barrel, a strange feeling welled up in Chen Youdi's heart.
It's a tingling, pleasurable feeling that wells up from the depths of a hunter's heart after killing his prey.
The bullet spins forward at an extremely high speed, and then its trajectory begins to deviate under the influence of wind and gravity.
In an instant, it shot in through the cheekbone of the Japanese company commander and came out diagonally from the back of his head!
At the same time, the grenade launcher fired another grenade!
“I hit it!”
Before Chen Youdi could finish speaking, something fell into the bunker with a thud.
A grenade fitted with propellant!
Because the Japanese grenade launcher moved forward but did not shorten the fuse, the grenade had not yet exploded, but it was visibly burning to the end!
Without hesitation, Uncle Luo rushed towards the grenade!
But he didn't have a right arm, so he couldn't use it and his body was still a step slower.
A small, thin body slammed down on the grenade in front of him!
boom!
"Little Shuanzi!"
"Little Shuanzi!"
Xiao Shuanzi had a large hole blown open in his chest and abdomen and died on the spot, but he still had a smile on his lips, as if to say: You guys are good at shooting, you have to survive!
Chen Youdi burst into tears!