Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1040

The accurate marksman who atoned for the nightmare that had plagued him for years had done everything he could before he fell into darkness.

The last two remaining grenadier men of the Japanese army did not become Yang Bicheng's key targets.

Because, before deciding to fight the three Japanese machine guns, he had calculated the number of grenades fired by the three grenade launchers.

According to the Japanese army's marching standards, one ammunition bag is equipped with 8 rounds of grenades. The main shooter and auxiliary shooter can carry up to 16 rounds of ammunition together, and 48 rounds of three grenade launchers.

This group of Japanese troops were defeated, and their ammunition was consumed. From the beginning of the war to now, the three grenade launchers have fired more than 30 rounds of grenades.

This should be close to the bottom line of the stock of grenades they carry. Otherwise, at this critical moment when they have to fight a way out, not to mention 30 rounds, even 40 or 50 rounds, the Japanese will have to use all their strength to fire them out.

In addition, the Japanese grenadier who shot the most accurately has been killed by him. The threat of the few remaining grenades to the top of the mountain is minimal.

The calculations that the precision shooter learned from Tang Tuanzuo were successful. The Japanese grenade launchers almost no longer participated in the battle, and the Japanese machine guns that fired against them no longer roared and spit bullets.

He even calculated it himself, and the sound of his gun stopped ringing from then on.

He has completed his own combat mission, and the rest can only be relied on by his two dear comrades.

"Brother Chengzi!" Tudou had understood since he couldn't hear the familiar sound of gunshots. He wanted to roar, but the three words were stuck in his throat, and when he came out, they were like the whine of a wounded beast.

This is not the first time the seventeen-year-old boy has experienced this kind of thing.

Last time, he could only kneel helplessly in the tunnel to pray for the brothers, but this time, although his face was still full of tears, the gun in his hand never stopped roaring.

“You little devil, I'll beat you to the sword!” Tudou roared angrily.

The young soldier was already like a madman at that moment.

The **** of the semi-automatic rifle that hit the thin shoulder socket was not that hard. Potato kept rolling inside the fortification, constantly changing his fighting position, and fired at the Japanese soldiers below.

The Czech-made semi-automatic rifle has a 10-round magazine with abundant ammunition storage and a design that can be fired without pulling the bolt, making this semi-automatic rifle burst out with firepower that is at least no weaker than that of three infantrymen.

Coupled with the MP28 submachine gun reloaded with a long magazine by the veteran of the company who was trembling with grief but still able to remain calm enough, the firepower pouring down from the top of the mountain at this time was not weak.

Don't look at it, there are only two people.

At least, that was the case for the twenty or so Japanese infantrymen who no longer had any fire support.

If their opponents were the American cowboys more than ten years later, they would probably choose to retreat temporarily to avoid the edge, but unfortunately, their opponents were the Japanese.

The Japanese knew very well that if they tried to escape, they would not be able to escape on the more than 200 meters of unprotected mountain road. They will either die under the gunfire of the Chinese on the top of the mountain, or they will die from the random gunfire of the main Chinese troops arriving later.

The Japanese nation's personality was originally extremely paranoid, but now there is no way out, and they are going crazy.

Amid the loud orders from the leading sergeant, the Japanese troops, with red eyes, fought their way upwards despite the suppressed firepower of rifles and submachine guns from only two soldiers on the top of the mountain.

Or perhaps, their purpose now is not to capture this position so they can escape, but to kill the enemy.

The blood of their companions also deeply stimulated them, stimulating them to forget their own life and death at this moment.

　　Crazy versus crazy!

This is the current status of two Chinese soldiers versus the Japanese infantryman No. 20.

In less than five seconds, Lao Baanpan had already thrown aside his MP28 submachine gun. He had no time to load any more bullets.

Before leaving, the second lieutenant platoon leader equipped the three of them with shell guns that could still provide sufficient firepower at such a range.

The grenade was desperately thrown off the top of the mountain, causing rubble to fly at the bottom of the mountain. However, the Japanese troops who were as close as 20 meters were able to drop the bomb. A Japanese melon grenade was thrown up, which also caused shrapnel to scatter on the top of the mountain.

There were already several bloodstains on the old abacus's body, and the blood soaked into the military uniform. Fortunately, the steel helmet blocked the fatal shrapnel flying towards his head. The surge of adrenaline also made the veteran forget about the pain in a short period of time.

Potato was even worse. His entire back was burnt black and his flesh and blood were completely blurred. He couldn't tell the difference between his military uniform and his skin. Due to an extreme roll, Potato rolled directly into a fire that was almost burning after being lit. The high-temperature charcoal stuck to the military uniform. The clothes, uniform and skin were burned through, and the excruciating pain caused Tudou to roll on the ground several times to put out the fire. The hand holding the gun didn't even have time to pat his back against the high temperature.

This is almost no longer a battlefield for firepower and military strength, but a decisive battle of will. Whoever cannot hold on and falls will be killed.

A middle-aged man and a young man still fought tenaciously even though they were each injured more than a dozen times. This definitely broke the limits of human beings.

After the war, the medics from the medical company dug out a total of 13 pieces of shrapnel from the two men, which made everyone at the scene red-eyed.

It is difficult for them to imagine what kind of willpower it takes to drive these two people to suffer such heavy injuries and still fight tenaciously.

But they understand.

There can only be one winner in this Patriotic War. Either there will be no more Chinese nation in the world, or the Japanese will be driven back to the islands.

At the moment of genocide, life is actually not that important.

After nearly 3 minutes of fighting, both sides basically lost all their grenades and grenades, and they exchanged almost brutal fire. Semi-automatic rifles and shell guns demonstrated the power of continuous firepower. At least 13 more of the crazy Japanese infantry fell, but they still remained. There are still 5 people.

That's because the Japanese army invested its last reinforcements.

The Japanese second lieutenant and a signal corpsman at the rear were about to enter the final fight when the two sides began to drop bombs on each other.

Before entering the battlefield, the Japanese second lieutenant brutally fired several shots at the old Chinese man who was forced to lead the way.

Perhaps at that moment, even the Japanese second lieutenant gave up the illusion that he could continue to escape in the mountains.

Because he knew that the Chinese who were chasing him would not let go of him who killed their comrades. When he thought that he would be chased by countless Chinese like a dog chasing a rabbit in a completely unfamiliar mountain, he even had to look like Like a groundhog, he burrowed into a cold mud hole to evade capture. In the end, he couldn't escape the fate of being caught and hung on a tree as a wind chime. This extremely desperate second lieutenant felt chills all over his body.

Looking at the old Chinese man lying in a pool of blood, the Japanese Army Second Lieutenant looked at Major General Yamashita on the stretcher with a fierce light in his eyes. I don't know what the final reason was. Before walking to the battlefield, the Japanese Army Second Lieutenant let go. A seriously injured boss.

But this was perhaps one of his most important decision-making mistakes in this battle.

If it were replaced by the dead ghost Lieutenant Colonel Yin Teng Yota, knowing that the battlefield situation has been completely corrupted and irreversible, I am afraid that the first thing to do is not to kill the Chinese old man, but to kill the top commander of the second mixed brigade. official.

A living Japanese major general is just a trophy for the Chinese to enjoy. We have seen many dead Japanese major generals, but living ones are really rare. They are considered rare and are exhibited in various places for the public to appreciate. That's all.

But for the Japanese Army, this was definitely a major event that would nail the North China Front Army to the pillar of historical shame.

As an army general, it is not terrible to die on the battlefield. A few years ago, there was an incident where an army general was killed in a bomb in Shanghai. However, it was definitely the first time that the Chinese carried him up and showed him to the world under the spotlight.

It is a pity that the second lieutenant was not a lieutenant after all. His knowledge and temperament were not enough for him to make the decision to kill his immediate boss, and he made a mistake that was irreparable for the Japanese North China Front Army.

But he did what a soldier should do. Instead of running away, he bravely walked to the battlefield where he had a final decisive battle with two Chinese soldiers.

Seeing that the remaining Japanese troops had surrounded them from both sides, they were no more than three or four meters away from the top of the mountain. The last two Chinese soldiers who looked at each other a few meters apart had miserable expressions on their faces. All the grenades were discharged, the three magazines of the shell gun were almost empty, and the 100 rounds of rifle bullets carried by Tudou were all used up. The MP28 submachine gun with the most bullets left had no time to load. They were now at the end of their rope.

The only good thing is that they almost defeated a standard or even enhanced version of the Japanese squad, killing more than 35 enemies, and now only 5 are left.

If nothing unexpected happens, in the battle at Changle Village, their 1st Battalion, 2nd Company, 1st Platoon and 3rd Platoon of the Four Troops Regiment will become the battle squad that kills the most enemies in a single battle, and now they can get big bonuses and medals.

It's a pity that at least three medals have to be hung on the tombstone.

"Next door to Mala, girl from the Zhang family, I'm sorry, I can't go back this time." Old Abacus murmured to himself, and pulled out the newly issued three-edged military thorn from the knife pouch at his waist. His hand firmly grasped the handle of the shell gun, his eyes were filled with sadness, but more importantly, determination.

"Squad leader, let's go! I'll stop them." Tudou on the other side suddenly roared, then stood up from the bunker holding a gun, and jumped down suddenly, "Kill!"

Without giving the old abacus time to react, the new soldier took advantage of the mountain and stood down from a high position. He stabbed the Japanese soldiers two meters away who were also not prepared for hand-to-hand combat with their rifles.

But this is obviously not wise. Not to mention that the Japanese army still has time to pull the trigger. From the perspective of hand-to-hand combat, the opponent only needs to raise the muzzle of the gun and stab him into the chest easily. This is almost asking for death.

Yes, potatoes have no intention of living.

Tudou, who had turned from a recruit to a veteran a few months ago, knew that in a few seconds, the Japanese troops would rush into the position, not to mention that they might still have bullets in their guns, and even if not, they would not be the ones who were already covered in scars. Several opponents of the Japanese army.

Tudou is not the Tang Tuanzuo who is the most brave among the three armies, nor is he an elite reconnaissance company special forces soldier. He is just an ordinary soldier. Under the impact of five Japanese soldiers who are proficient in stabbing skills and holding a 1.7-meter-long 38-meter sword, He didn't stand a chance.

However, Tudou is not afraid of death, which is the basis for his top-down dash strategy.

Of course, not being afraid of death does not mean that his death will be in vain. He can still exchange his life for his life.

As long as the Japanese soldier dares to raise the muzzle of his gun and let him hit him, his bayonet can also be inserted into the chest of the Japanese soldier. Maybe it can also attract Japanese troops and create an opportunity for the squad leader to escape.

In this short moment, the young man actually acted more decisively than the middle-aged man.

Isn't he concerned? Of course there is. His parents who are far away in Sichuan Province are still struggling to survive. But if he doesn't work hard and wait for the Japanese to invade Sichuan Province, then his parents and brothers and sisters will have to watch the Japanese even chew tree bark and eat grass roots. Feeling.

A few months ago, wasn't it because of these that those big brothers who took care of him and even used cheating methods to keep him were reduced to powder under the fire of both the enemy and ourselves?

Precision shooters have nightmares, just like potatoes, they also have inner demons. It's okay during the day, but every night, he thinks of the moment when he pulled out the bamboo stick, his elder brothers pretended to be sad and shook their heads, complaining about their bad luck. The moment they walked back to the battlefield with their guns, he always felt It's hard to sleep.

No one told him the truth, but as he matured, he knew that he had been deceived.

The so-called drawing of lots was just a play played by everyone to fool him, a little kid. They didn't want to let themselves live in guilt. As a result, a tacit understanding was actually reached before the drawing of lots.

'Lads, Potato has let you down and cannot live a good life for you, but little devils, don't even think about living a safe life! ' Tudou held the gun, jumped up high, and fell against the blade of the crazy but extremely stunned Japanese army.

This Japanese infantryman who was only two meters away from the potato probably never thought that the Chinese would fight back like this, actively seeking death.

Subconsciously pulled the trigger, and another blood flower bloomed on Tudou's shoulder in mid-air, but he remained unmoved, still holding the **** and body of the rifle tightly with both hands, stabbing.

At that moment, in the eyes of the Japanese infantry, the Chinese soldier who shot at least more than 10 of his companions was like an eternal sculpture. Even if he was shot at such a distance, there was no trace of trace on his face. The change was as if the shot had hit someone else.

The murderous look in his eyes was as thick as substance, making this Japanese soldier who had only risked his life to get here feel a sense of fear deep in his heart.

However, after all, this was a Japanese veteran. Although he was overwhelmed by Potato's momentum, he still raised his rifle high, pointed the bayonet at Potato, and made the most correct choice.

Tudou had no intention of evading, he just straightened his arms and sent his rifle and the three-sided military spur on the muzzle forcefully towards him.

　　The ghosts of Japanese infantrymen appeared in great numbers.

It's just that, no matter how hard you try to escape at this moment, it's too late.

With a "plop" sound, the Japanese army's bayonet penetrated Tudou's chest, and the three-edged military thorn also penetrated deeply into the Japanese army's chest.

The Japanese soldier's eyes suddenly opened wide.

　　Earlier, he was puzzled as to why the Chinese were so stupid to jump on his own blade. Now he finally knew that he was going to trade one life with him.

But he still doesn't understand. You can't win, so you can run away! Why don't you run away? Don't you Chinese often say that if you take a step back, the world will be brighter? Isn't it often said, "Be a good person so that we can meet each other in the future?" Even the bandits often say, "If the mountains remain green and the water will flow, there will be hope in the future."

How come you two are so stubborn? If you escape, we can also go into the mountains without dying. How great?

It can only be said that this Japanese infantryman who was pierced by the Sanlang Army knew something about Chinese culture, but he was very wrong about one thing.

This is not a river or lake, this is a battlefield, a battlefield where the Chinese people defend their homeland and country.

On this battlefield, as a Chinese and a Chinese soldier, we have no choice but to retreat.

'If one person retreats, ten people will retreat; if ten people retreat, ten thousand people will retreat; if ten thousand people retreat, ten thousand people will retreat! In the name of the leader of the Four Lines Regiment, I swear to the heroes and the fellow villagers present that I, the officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment, will rather die than retreat in the face of a foreign war! '

Tang Dao stood in front of the thousands of tombstones in the Martyrs Cemetery, representing not only himself, but also the thousands of officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment. The cry of "I'd rather die than retreat!" ' It belongs to the entire Chinese army and the entire Chinese people who are unwilling to be enslaved.

Retreat, it will be contagious!

If you don't retreat, it will also be contagious!

Your bayonet pierced my chest, and my bayonet pierced your heart. The two Chinese and Japanese infantrymen stared at each other like sculptures!

Perhaps, the only difference between the two 'human sculptures' is that the eyes of the sculpture with a blackened back are shining with joy. He has successfully defeated a strong enemy and is sure to make a profit! But the fear of impending death flashed in the eyes of another sculpture. Without looking closely at the thick steel bars protruding from the body, the coldness penetrating through the bone marrow told him that he would not survive!

“Wori, you little Japanese ancestor!” The corners of Lao Abacus's eyes burst out, and a heart-rending howl resounded in the mountains.

Like a lone wolf who has been driven out of the pack!

As an older brother, he lost his two little brothers, right in front of his eyes! How could he not be angry, crazy, crazy! Even if he survives, will he be able to sleep in the long dark nights ahead?

Not alive anymore! Perhaps these three words are all that are lingering in the veteran's mind at this time!

The mountains not far away, 'Ouch! ' A long howl echoed in response.

That was sent by the hammer that was running towards the position.

With its sensitive hearing, it heard the howl of Lao Baanpan. Tears welled up in the eyes of the military dog who sensed the strong sadness of its partner. The dog instinctively raised its head to the sky, wanting to issue a deterrent and warning unique to the orcs.

As a result, the dogs, which had been domesticated for thousands of years, actually let out a shrill wolf howl under the catalysis of extreme sadness and anger!

The valley where there were no more gunshots suddenly fell silent at this moment. Only the screams of a man and a dog lingered in the valley.

In it, there is also an unknown "whoosh" breathing sound.

It was issued by a wild boar with gradually red eyes, after repeatedly touching the owner's increasingly cold body with the pig's snout.

The pig's tusks have not yet fully grown, but the white teeth are exposed in its mouth.

That was another mistake made by the still-living Japanese second lieutenant.

A half-grown wild boar is also a wild boar!

An injured wild boar is even more terrifying than a tiger or a bear.

Chapter end

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