Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1038

Yes, the initiative lies with the enemy. This may not be the first time that the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Line Regiment have encountered a situation on the battlefield.

If the Japanese army was willing to go out of their way and use light machine guns and grenade launchers to suppress the firepower on the top of the mountain, and more than 20 infantrymen charged without hesitation, the three Chinese soldiers on the top of the mountain would most likely not be given much chance.

In fact, the fire suppression of three soldiers was too limited, and the damage caused by the grenade was too terrible. As long as the Japanese army had the courage to sacrifice half of their infantry, the battle would not end in more than 5 minutes.

Hammer is back, and it sent Japanese troops to the Second Company. The number 50 written in a hurry by the old abacus on Hammer's dark green vest with limestone shocked everyone.

The second lieutenant's face turned pale at that time.

The battlefield here is not over yet. There are still more than a dozen Japanese soldiers hiding in the col and resisting. Wei Donglai had no expression on his face after receiving the news, but people who knew him well could sense his sudden tightening of lips. Silent rage.

The captain company commander was much more decisive than the second lieutenant platoon leader. Without waiting for the battle to end, he immediately summoned two infantry squads to line up on the other side of the mountain. There was no battlefield mobilization. He only said one sentence: "I have three brothers in the company. We are under siege by Japanese invaders and need our support!”

　　The soldiers who threw away all their baggage and ran silently with only guns and bullets had no time to ask about the details of the battle. All they could do was to run, run as hard as they could, on the rugged mountain road towards the area where the three brothers were.

During training, the speed of 24 minutes for five kilometers cross-country in full gear is not enough.

The smell of blood was already in his breath, and his lungs were as dry as a fire burning, but it was still not enough.

The lives of the three brothers may be at their feet, and they can be saved just one second earlier.

On that small battlefield, the Japanese took the initiative, but for the Chinese soldiers, never giving up and abandoning them was their response to this.

Hammer has tried his best. The straight-line distance between the two battlefields is 900 meters, but this is a mountainous area, not a plain. The circuitous distance up and down the mountain is actually more than 1,600 meters, and the mountains are rugged with strange rocks and cliffs everywhere, but it is It only took 5 minutes.

Although it cannot speak, the animal's sensitivity allows it to feel the tension of its companions, which is the tension that only occurs when facing a terrible threat.

Hammer is an ordinary watchdog, but it is a watchdog reborn in the flames of war. Maybe it is not smart enough, but its little mind will never forget that it is being **** by a person wearing 'shit yellow' clothes. He was about to kill the meat, but the tall figure saved it.

The ancestor of the dog is the wolf, one of the most vengeful creatures on this continent.

The guard dog, which has awakened its ancestral genes due to its survival instinct on the crisis-ridden battlefield, hates the "shit yellow" with gnashing of teeth.

Even though the four claws have been cut with blood by the sharp stone edges, even though the long tongue is spitting out, there is no fishy saliva dripping down.

He took a few sips of the water fed to him by the second lieutenant platoon leader. Before the health soldier could use alcohol to disinfect and bandage his paws, Hammer suddenly turned around and got up, running towards the road he came from.

Due to fatigue, or perhaps because of injuries to its four claws, the speed of the hammer was far less than the speed when it rushed in, but it was extremely determined. It turned a deaf ear to the soldiers' calls and quickly disappeared into the mountain forest.

Because those companions wearing blue military uniforms are all companions of the tall figure, and it is its duty to protect them.

Dogs are always loyal to their friends, even if they lose their lives!

Hammer's thinking is not that complicated.

His companions have indeed reached a critical moment of life and death.

The Japanese grenadiers were very cunning, and the one-shot death of Yota Into brought them not only pain and despair, but also a reminder. Remind them that there is an enemy on the mountain with extremely accurate marksmanship.

Not everyone has the marksmanship to hit a head with a single shot at a distance of 250 meters, and the target is still moving, so even ordinary empire veterans can't do it.

Japanese grenadiers were rarely exposed. They hid themselves behind rocks, carefully observed the battlefield in the cracks of the rocks, and fired grenades at the positions where the Chinese fired.

Yang Bicheng fired twice, only injuring one person. He also hit a stone with one shot and the Japanese grenadier narrowly escaped. Without achieving the goal of killing the enemy with one shot, the most it can do is contain it, preventing the scrupulous grenadier from shooting so accurately.

But this obviously cannot reduce the pressure on the two companions.

While Lao Abacus and Tudou kept switching positions to avoid grenade attacks, the Japanese army, after paying another four casualties, had reached the foot of the mountain and began to attack upwards.

However, the Japanese army's three light machine guns seemed to have discovered the weakness of the Chinese defenders on the top of the mountain, and began to continuously fire at the two points that threatened their infantry the most, in an attempt to suppress the firepower continuously, and suppressed the two men. Can't even lift it up.

If the Japanese army went up more than 20 meters, they would enter the blind spot of the shooting hole, and they would have to lie down on the fortifications to shoot down, which would undoubtedly be extremely dangerous.

“Tudou, throw grenades for me.” As Lao Baanpan roared, Tudou and Lao Baanpan fired several grenades around them, and then quickly threw them down.

At least two Japanese soldiers were injured by thrown grenades and rolled down the mountain screaming. The Japanese soldiers looked for bunkers, and the speed of the attack temporarily slowed down.

However, the hillsides on both sides defended by the two men were obviously too wide. The four grenades dropped by each person only caused two casualties. With the help of Hammer, they brought a lot of extra grenades, otherwise the two soldiers would not dare to Such luxury.

But even with such luxury, the repressive power is still not enough.

“Tudou, give me some strength and throw the grenade higher.” Yang Bicheng, who had not provided fire support to the two men, suddenly shouted.

"Okay!" Tudou lay on his side behind a sandbag fortification camouflaged by shrubs. He took out a grenade, pulled off the ring, raised his hand with a grin, and threw the grenade far down the mountain.

Sweat beads on his forehead flowed down the boy's dirty cheeks.

That's not because of fatigue, but because of pain.

There was a bright red blood stain on his thin shoulder.

The Japanese army's grenade launchers fired at least a dozen rounds of grenades, and finally achieved results.

The speed of the thrown grenade was not fast enough for the vigilant Japanese troops to see its flight trajectory clearly. The Japanese troops around the trajectory were so frightened that they lay down to avoid it. They just watched the grenade fly over their heads and it would fall before their eyes. Go to the foot of the mountain more than ten meters away.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" gunshot.

Just above their heads, the grenade exploded with a bang.

There were screams, and at least three Japanese soldiers were rolling on the ground in pain.

It turned out that Yang Bicheng actually shot the grenade that was still in the air, giving the Japanese a contrived shower of flowers.

The shrapnel damage range of air burst bombs has been proven in actual combat and exceeds a radius of 3 meters.

However, it is extremely difficult to control the burning speed of the fuse just right. Unless it is a last resort, infantry squad soldiers are prohibited from holding grenades in their hands for more than 3 seconds.

But the precision shooter's gun solves this worry.

"Damn it, Brother Chengzi, this is okay!" Tudou was dumbfounded and grinned happily in an instant: "Haha, let's see where you can hide now? Brother Chengzi, watch it, I'll throw in a few more. "

Tudou was happy, but Lao Baanpan's brows furrowed quietly.

This is not quite like Yang Bicheng's style.

Even if his miraculous shot just now killed three people, there are still nearly 20 Japanese infantrymen. After taking precautions, no matter how tacitly the two people cooperate, the effect will probably not be as good as before.

As a precision shooter of the infantry squad, Yang Bicheng's role has never been to kill a large number of people, but to lurk and kill the targets that pose the most threat to the battlefield.

Yang Bicheng exposed himself in this way, which may indicate that he has lost confidence in killing threatening targets and turned to killing ordinary targets to support his comrades.

This is not only dangerous, but what is even more frightening is that Japanese grenadiers will continue to pose a threat to the highlands.

There is another possibility, he just wants to expose himself and attract threatening targets, so that he can have a chance.

The possibility of the latter is extremely high!

But that undoubtedly put it in extreme danger, more so than before.

Hook may catch fish, but the bait is always the one that is eaten first.

Yes, as the squad leader, Lao Abacus knows his brothers in the class very well.

When he exploded one of the several grenades dropped by Tudou again and blew up a Japanese infantryman into a gourd of blood, Yang Bicheng re-aimed the gun more than 200 meters away with a cold look on his face.

He fired two shots in a row. The Japanese grenadier who had been looking for him should have determined his location! And where he was, there were big rocks blocking both sides. If the grenade wanted to hit him, he had to adjust his position.

He was like a fisherman. The hook had been thrown out, and it was up to him whether the Japanese army would bite the hook.

It's just that the bait hanging on the hook is himself. That was something his brother had done before. The Japanese plane that was fooled was shot down. Many people survived, but his brother died.

This time, it was finally his turn.

At that moment, Yang Bicheng perhaps really understood why his brother was so unhesitating.

Because, there are some things in his heart that are more important than his own life.

If sacrifice is needed, then let me do it! I no longer want to bear the pain of looking at the **** corpses of my relatives and friends.

For Yang Bicheng, those two **** grenade launchers were not just for suppression, especially the grenade launcher more than 200 meters away, who was definitely a veteran.

He has even basically mastered all the shooting positions on the top of the mountain. Several times, instead of attacking Lao Baan and the others who were firing, he tentatively shot at positions where he thought his opponents might move when they were not firing. This is how Tudou was injured. of.

If this Japanese grenadier is allowed to continue attacking so wantonly, he might hit the target in one shot. I am afraid that without the Japanese infantry attacking the mountain, the three of them will be killed, and he will naturally not survive if he is left alone. .

The brothers are all dead, and Yang Bicheng is already the last member of the young generation of the old Yang family, but this is not important. After the Yang family is gone, there are still the Liu family and the Zhao family. China's huge population base does not need that family to support it.

Of course, if possible, Yang Bicheng would rather live and survive with his comrades. He would also give red envelopes to the squad leader's unknown children in the future!

As for the bird -like bird, the dolls born must be ugly! In Tang Tuanzuo's parlance, they are called Chou Meng Chou Meng. Whenever he thinks of this, Yang Bicheng can't help but think about happiness, the happiness that comes from the bottom of his heart.

Being willing to sacrifice and wanting to continue living are actually not contradictory.

This is particularly obvious in this completely transformed precision shooter.

He is both bait and fisherman.

It's just that the grenade of the Japanese veteran who bit the hook killed him first, or he was faster and killed the opponent before the opponent killed him.

Both sides compete for speed and luck! It depends on whether Guanyin Bodhisattva takes care of you or not.

As a grenadier who has been in the army for five years, Yamaru Kurosuke, who has accumulated achievements to the rank of commander, is also hesitant.

Ever since the sergeant-level grenadier from the 3rd Infantry Group was hit in the chest by a bullet from the top of a mountain more than 200 meters away. Although he was not dead, he could only lie on the stone and linger on. He knew that the opponent's The sharpshooter was keeping an eye on them.

As long as he dared to leave the bunker that was enough to cover him and his deputies, the other party would definitely shoot, and the probability of death was as high as 80%.

If he wants to live, he must find the exact location of the Chinese sharpshooter who is comparable to a cobra and blow him up first.

Finally, he found the terrible enemy.

In order to support his companions, the terrifying Chinese sharpshooter actually used a rifle to shoot grenades. His marksmanship was more accurate than he imagined.

It's just that the location he chose was very clever. If Yamaru Kurasuke wanted to hit him, he had to move five meters to the left and try to pass the trajectory of the grenade over the big rock.

So, Yamaru Kurasuke was hesitant, he was afraid, the gunman's eyes were still staring at him, just like he was targeting the Chief of Staff Yin Teng Yota, and shot him to death.

He had no intention of lying on the cold land of China like the Army Lieutenant Colonel and becoming a trophy of the Chinese people.

The Army Lieutenant Colonel used his reflexive kicks to prove to everyone that the noble Army Lieutenant Colonel would still be in such a sad state of embarrassment when he became a corpse. The stench from his complete incontinence of urine and feces made it impossible for people to look at his corpse. Stayed for a long time.

However, the sound of gunfire in the distance that has gradually become silent is like a gradually tightening shackles, reminding the Japanese commander Cao all the time that those abandoned comrades are doomed, and no one knows how many Chinese are rushing here. Come here, at that time, he and all the compatriots here really had no chance of survival.

Perhaps those Chinese who feel deceived will hang up every big-box ethnic group here and leave them to the wind and rain. The birds in this mountain forest may not have to get up early for a long time. .

When he thought of this, Yaomaan Kurosuke's eyes froze, and he felt a little unbearable.

He had to make a choice in the shortest possible time, whether to take the risk and help his companions kill this terrifying Chinese sharpshooter and capture the position, or to remain in a stalemate and watch the enemy consume his companions bit by bit, and then hide behind the rocks and be killed. The swarming Chinese were shot like rabbits in the valley.

Finally, after more than ten seconds, the Japanese commander Cao, who had a clear mind, made a helpless choice. He still wanted to live.

Like Yang Bicheng, if you want to live, you have to kill the enemies in front of you, even if you take huge risks.

In life, it is difficult to achieve success just by lying down. There may be some for the chosen ones, but they are definitely not for the general public.

Therefore, after firing three rounds of grenades on the position behind the big rock that he used as a bunker to divert his attention, under the command of Maru Kurasuke, the grenade launcher left his backpack full of grenades and carried the grenade. , first pounced forward, rolled continuously, and jumped to another bunker he chose with extremely standard tactical actions.

Like Yang Bicheng, Chief Cao of Yaowu Cangjie also used bait!

It's just that the bait is his colleague.

The bait was not eaten.

Has been watching the deputy set up the grenade behind the bunker, and after shooting continuously at the target area with the two grenades he carried, Uramaru Kurosuke, who was still hiding in his original position, was completely relieved.

Not to mention whether the cold gunman's attention is here, even if he is, he still has to risk being attacked by a grenade. As long as he dares to shoot, the grenade that has locked his position through test firing will use a grenade. Tear him to pieces.

Besides, how can he determine which one is the shooter and which one is the ammunition hand? It's not like he's carrying a banner saying 'I'm the shooter'.

Under normal circumstances, the Chinese sharpshooter who sensed that he was being attacked should have quietly escaped and found a new fighting position!

Yamaru Kurasuke has strong enough logical analysis, but is still cautious. He uses the same standard tactical actions as his companions, including forward pounce and side roll.

Those are technical movements that have been trained in ten months and long-term battlefield combat. It is difficult to be more perfect than this.

Then, just half a meter before Yamaru Kurasuke was about to jump into the bunker.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and Yang Bicheng, who had been lying motionless with his body covered with dirt and grass clippings, fired.

Yamaru Kurasuke's strong enough body slumped down, his hands and feet trembling weakly, as if he could escape and jump into the bunker that could block bullets if he just tried harder.

However, the bullet that penetrated from his ribs into his chest and took away several lungs had made his body weak. It became extremely difficult to move forward even one centimeter.

There was another "bang" shot, and the bullet passed through his neck, bringing with it a pool of blood.

Yamaru Kurasuke's last struggle was completely silent, only his dim eyes showed all kinds of unwillingness.

Why? Why did he dare to conclude that he was the second rather than the first? Why didn't he run away even after two grenades were fired at the locked position? Doesn't he know that if he dares to shoot, he will be torn apart by grenades the next moment?

That's because he doesn't understand Chinese soldiers or the soldiers of the Si Xing Regiment.

Soldiers of the Fourth Line Regiment will never use their comrades as bait.

They will only give their backs to their comrades and at the same time protect their comrades' backs with their chests raised.

Or, lie down in the cold soil, just so that more comrades can continue to live.

The Japanese spent nearly a thousand years secretly learning the skills of making Tang swords and turning them into samurai swords, secretly learning the tea ceremony and turning it into tea art, secretly learning martial arts and turning it into karate, and stole many, many things. , but they have never really stolen the Chinese people's definition of protection.

That is something that has been deeply engraved in the bones of every brave Chinese after five thousand years of ups and downs. They use this concept to protect family, friendship, love, as well as the country and nation.

It's just that, no matter what!

Yang Bicheng's bet was that the Japanese grenade launchers would not turn themselves into fishing bait. It was that simple logic.

He made the right bet. Not everyone has the courage to sacrifice their own ideals. This is especially true of the highly hierarchical Japanese Army. Even in a small group, the ammunition carrier as a superior soldier must take orders from the shooters of higher ranks.

So, Yamaru Kurosuke has no choice but to die.

At the moment of his death, the Japanese Army Commander Cao, who still did not understand, could only blame his ancestors. The surname "Yaowan" really couldn't be worse on the battlefield, with no luck at all.

Of course, Yang Bicheng, who used himself as a bait to kill the opponent's fisherman, would not feel comfortable either. He also faced the risk of being torn apart by grenades.

The only good thing is that he killed the biggest threat to the three people on the high ground.

Chapter end

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