Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1314

The **** storm that the "Widow Making Machine" caused in the puppet army's charge team in an instant was actually not that intuitive to the puppet soldiers who were in the bullet stream.

The puppet soldiers, who were already stimulated by adrenaline, were actually not that scared. Most of them, with their red pupils focused only on the front, were still shouting and charging towards the hillside.

In just ten seconds, the MG42 machine gun fired more than 200 rounds of bullets, mowing down dozens of people, but there were still puppet soldiers who had charged nearly 50 meters.

On this kind of hillside covered with shrubs and thorns, being able to rush 50 meters despite the bullet stream and being fully armed, he is definitely an elite soldier.

It is a pity that bystanders outside the battlefield did not appreciate the bravery of the puppet soldiers.

They were all shocked by the carnage caused by the crazy bullet stream in a short period of time.

Happily for the Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, they can only and must kill this group of desperadoes at the moment, and the psychological discomfort caused by the incomparable bloodshed will only be short-lived.

"You son of a bitch, are you stupid? Shoot me and kill the son of a bitch." Many veterans began to roar at the top of their lungs after the puppet troops continued to charge.

Many soldiers who were still vomiting came back to their senses. They tried not to look at the **** and mutilated limbs that had been swept by machine guns, and fired desperately at the puppet soldiers who were still struggling to move upward.

4 submachine guns and 30 rifles joined the firing line. The firepower was not empty. In a few seconds, more than 30 brave Japanese soldiers were knocked to the ground.

The cruel battlefield had the greatest psychological impact on Zheng Yunqiu and the Japanese army lieutenant who were watching the battle with telescopes from a distance.

Zheng Yunqiu even asked in confusion when he saw his densely attacking subordinates suddenly emitting blood mist and falling to the ground, "Did Tuba throw his grenade so far?"

In Zheng Yunqiu's impression, the most commendable firepower of Tuba, who have a strong battlefield style and tenacity, is grenades. Without grenades, they are nothing.

"No, that's because their machine gun firepower is too fierce. Did the Chinese get any support? No wonder they suddenly dared to fight head-on with the imperial regular army." The Japanese Army Lieutenant looked grim.

“Then I will ask them to retreat first and use mortars to clear these firepower points before attacking.” Zheng Yunqiu's reaction was quite quick.

"It's too late! We can't retreat at this time. Retreating will only make the Chinese machine gun fire more unbridled. Attack, continue to attack, and at the same time order your mortars to suppress the exposed fire points on the Chinese position." The Japanese Army Lieutenant shook his head. .

“But.” Zheng Yunqiu wanted to know if the cannonballs had no eyes and would cause accidental damage.

But the ferocious look from the Japanese Army Lieutenant's sideways swallowed up what he wanted to say.

Zheng Yunqiu knew very well that this was the military governor sent by Saburo Kuroda. It would have been okay if 600 of his men were still here, but at this time there were less than 20 people around him. If he dared to say no, this man would pull out his pistol. Kill him with one shot, and his death will be in vain.

The multiple-choice question of his own death or the death of his subordinates was not easy for Zheng Yunqiu.

Six Type 82 mortars fired regardless, and two shells even fell into the crowd of running puppet soldiers, blowing five or six puppet soldiers away.

It is said that what veterans fear most on the battlefield is not guns but cannons. These puppet soldiers who have fought several battles are not stupid. No matter how much they want to get bonuses, these few missed shells can make their congested brains clear up a little. Basically they all rushed forward and fell down.

The terrifying MG42 machine guns and submachine guns on the Chinese side did not knock down the puppet troops. Instead, their own artillery shells completed this historical mission, which made Zheng Yunqiu feel like a dog.

However, the Japanese Army Lieutenant was very calm and continued to watch the battlefield silently with a telescope with a stern face.

I have to say that the effect of the artillery bombardment is still very good, and a cloud of gunpowder smoke rises from the Chinese position.

The firing of several machine gun fire points hidden in the bushes was also affected, and the firepower was weakened.

Feeling this change, the more than 120 puppet troops who were knocked down and crouched only 70 to 80 meters away from the position were ready to move again.

“All 60 troops, fire at the Japanese mortar positions!” Lao Baanpan, who was located on the second line position on the top of the mountain, also issued a military order at the same time.

The four 60-gun guns that had been holding back for a long time also began to focus fire on the observed artillery position area of the security army infantry battalion.

Of the total 100 rounds of artillery shells carried, 60 of them hit the six mortar positions that had just opened fire within a minute.

The old abacus can be said to be tolerant. No matter how much fire reconnaissance the security forces' mortars were in front, the four 60-gun mortars located diagonally behind the top of the mountain stood still. Even if a shell happened to fall into the trench of the position, three soldiers were blown up into a ball. Bloody and bloody.

One of them was a soldier of his 3rd squad. He did not die in the Battle of Southeast Shanxi or the more difficult counterattack in eastern Shanxi, but he died under the shells of a group of Japanese soldiers.

Lao Abacus, who had always regarded his comrades in the squad as his biological brothers, did not get angry and order artillery strikes in retaliation.

He is now not an infantry squad leader of 15 people, but commanding an infantry company of more than 150 people. He must wait for the most opportune time to eliminate the opponent's biggest threat in one fell swoop.

Either don't fight, or if you want to fight, just beat the enemy to death and maim him! The veteran's forbearance finally paid off at this moment.

When the puppet troops began to charge at the cost of their lives and the machine gun fire points on the three positions on the left, center and right had to be exposed, the puppet troops' mortars finally opened fire again.

This time, in order to cover the charge of the infantry, they would not change places after firing two rounds. The four artillery observers who had been staring into the distance quickly determined the area of the mortar position hidden in the mountain nest 600 meters away.

Four 60-gun guns almost fired 60 rounds of artillery shells into that area in less than 40 seconds.

Even though a 1.1-kilogram mortar shell is not very powerful, for those who own fortifications, for those who are completely exposed to the ground, the killing radius can reach 3 to 4 meters.

The concentrated fire output of 60 rounds of artillery shells can completely tear apart people and objects on the ground the size of two basketball courts.

Just one wave destroyed the 60-man mortar company that Zheng Yunqiu had worked so hard to manage. Not to mention the casualties, even the gun barrel was blown dozens of meters away. If you want to repair it, you have to look at the equipment of the 10th Division. The maintenance department is not doing enough.

For the Japs who had regained their courage, this wave of artillery shell output was even more fatal. The shooters and riflemen who had lost the suppression of artillery fire began to shoot at them with all their strength.

On that MG42 alone, in response to this round of tenacious assault by the Japanese Japs, the barrel was replaced three times and the six prepared 300-round ammunition belts were emptied.

Nearly all of the deputy shooters responsible for ensuring the transport of ammunition belts were injured, but they were not injured by bullets from the puppet soldiers who desperately fought back. Almost all were burned by the shells.

The shooter was really crazy. It took less than 30 seconds for a cartridge belt to be empty. The average firing rate of 10 bullets per second was not the most exaggerated. It was like this for two consecutive minutes.

Flying bullet casings falling onto the trench walls and bouncing off the arms and legs of the second-in-command must not cause painful burns.

It's just that the deputy shooters have no time to care about this. They just want to go faster and faster. If there are many Japs, they will use bullets to kill them.

The crazy flow of bullets suppressed the remaining nearly a hundred puppet troops in an area less than 60 meters away from the front of the trench.

Until a puppet soldier rolled to avoid bullets, he unfortunately rolled onto a landmine. It was not the standard anti-infantry mine issued by the Fourth Line Regiment, but a self-made pressure mine made by the Guangping Division.

Several landmines brought with great pains by the infantrymen of the Eightyth Army were originally used to blow up Japanese cars. Because the black powder was not powerful enough, the pressure mines using clay pots as the main body were a bit bulky, which could ensure that the charge was 3 Kilogram, can blow up a car.

Then, this unlucky puppet soldier just lay down on the landmine. He sensed that the mine was heavy enough and triggered the instantaneous fuse. In almost a second, without waiting for the puppet soldier to react, a 'boom' There was a loud bang.

This unlucky guy who was unlucky enough to lie down directly on the mine was certainly dead. The puppet troops who were dozens of meters away also came and scattered the flowers. Seven or eight people were thrown up by the air wave a full ten meters high. .

　　What kind of scene would it be like for a person to be directly blown to pieces by explosives? The puppet soldiers with a radius of several hundred meters can tell you that it was like a rain of blood above their heads, and the "rain" with a slight salty and fishy smell fell on their faces in a sputtering manner. , one guy was even hit on the nose by a flying finger bone, his nose was directly collapsed, and the broken finger bone was embedded in his face.

Then, the puppet soldiers, who were about to lose their mentality due to the crazy rain of bullets on the Chinese position, were like a string that was suddenly broken.

They made a collective U-turn and rolled down the hillside using their hands and feet.

As for whether it will trigger the landmines planted by the enemy, it depends on personal luck. Anyway, the main focus of the gangsters is "life and death, fate and wealth are in the sky".

　　If you retreat, you will have a chance to live; if you don't retreat, you will be dead.

The 50 Japanese soldiers who were following up from behind were a little at a loss for a moment when facing this group of friendly troops who were retreating like marmots from a hundred meters away.

Before going to the battlefield, the deputy squadron commander explained that the more than 200 security forces in front of them were cannon fodder, used to consume the Chinese ammunition and attract attention. They were the real attackers. But now that the cannon fodders are half-killed, they suddenly no longer want to be cannon fodder. What can we do?

"Baga! Don't retreat!" After the Japanese second lieutenant who led the team was stunned for two or three seconds, he instinctively waved his pistol, straightened his body and roared in an attempt to stop them.

No one paid attention to the person lying on the ground, and this Japanese Army second lieutenant obviously did nothing wrong.

But he apparently forgot in his hurry that this was a battlefield. Even if he was 200 meters away from the Chinese position, he was still within the effective range of machine guns and rifles.

The second lieutenant of the Imperial Japanese Army had not shown off his majesty for three seconds. The second lieutenant of the Japanese Army, who was brandishing the Southern Type 14 pistol, suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Looking down, his chest was covered in blood. At least three bullets had hit him.

Although he is not tall, he still has to crawl like a tortoise when the puppet soldiers are fleeing for their lives. His 'shit yellow' appearance should not be too obvious among the gorgeous redbud flowers. Several Type 96 light machine guns aimed their muzzles at him in unison. .

You don't have to be too accurate, just rely on probability. Dozens of bullets are too much to waste for the shooters of the 80th Army who captured Matsukita Yukibu, but for this Japanese second lieutenant, only one bullet is needed. Killed.

Not to mention his bad luck, he hit three shots in a row!

The Japanese second lieutenant fell to the ground.

In his last consciousness, a puppet soldier who quickly crawled past him muttered something.

idiot! He seems to be cursing?

Yes, the puppet soldier who passed by his world at the end said: "If you don't run away, don't you think you will die?"

But the Japanese army is the Japanese army. Although their squad leader was tricked to death by his pig teammates, they did not flee down like the pig teammates who crazily crawled past them. Instead, they lay on the hillside and crazily headed towards the Chinese square. Shooting on the ground.

Although the front of the Chinese position was camouflaged by bushes, the smoke rising from the rifle fire clearly exposed the approximate location of the infantry.

The Japanese infantry were already very accurate in their marksmanship. Even if they only roughly determined the target area, they would continuously injure several Chinese soldiers in one round of counterattack.

A Type 96 machine gunner was hit in the shoulder by a bullet because the bipod of the Type 96 machine gun was higher, and his body was more exposed to the ground. He was almost hit in the vital part of the chest.

“The Japanese marksmanship is really amazing!” Tudou cursed through gritted teeth as he retreated from the trench and ran along the trench to the other side with his gun in hand.

“Douzi, don't go anywhere!” Kawako had just finished shooting the bullet in the magazine, and retreated into the trench to reload the prepared magazine into the gun chamber. Seeing this, he wanted to pull the potato.

"Don't worry, Brother Kawako, the Japanese who can kill me haven't been born yet! Let me kill a Japanese to avenge Pebbles." Tudou didn't even look back, he bent down and ran forward.

The "Pebble" in Tudou's mouth is a soldier in the 8th squad of Chuanzi. Because his surname is the relatively rare E surname and his name has the character "石" in it, he was nicknamed Pebble.

This kind of nickname is the most common in the military. For example, there was a soldier in the 3rd squad with the last name Lu, and he was directly called Luweedang!

Pebbles is not too old, almost 18 years old. He is not as dull and talkative as most northerners on weekdays. He has a cheerful and lively personality. He is very compatible with Tudou, a Sichuan native who likes to set up dragon gate formations. Just now, he was beside Tudou. A bullet from a Japanese infantryman accurately hit his arm.

That shot did not penetrate the flesh, but broke the arm bone. Seeing his friend injured in front of his eyes, even the stubble on the bones could be seen. How could Tudou endure this.

The specially reserved bushes in front of the position protected them, but in fact it also blocked their sight, making it blurry to see the Japanese troops lying 200 meters away.

In fact, when building this position, a dozen individual bunkers were specially reserved 10 meters, 20 meters and 30 meters in front of the position. To put it simply, they are earth pits with a depth of 1.6 meters and a length and width of two meters. .

That was a position specially used for cold shots during the stalemate stage, and it was also a trap for the Japanese and puppet troops. If anyone rushed towards the position without paying attention to his feet, he would fall into the precipice and break his muscles and bones.

Of course, if anyone wants to use this to avoid attacks on the position, then he is really thinking wrong. Those points are used by his own people as attack points. Who wants to use them as hiding places to throw a few grenades? , you will know what a pit is.

One of the holes was dug by Tudou and Kawako. When they were doing the camouflage, Tudou took out a knife to cut a bowl-sized shooting hole in the camouflaged bush, saying that he could give it to the Japanese there. A little surprise.

Under normal circumstances, the enemy's attention is focused on the position area, and no one would expect that someone below the position would take a shot at him.

What Potato wants is to be surprised.

Seizing an opportunity, the potato dug out of the trench quickly crawled in the grass towards the pit dug by himself, which made Kawako and the soldiers sweat for him.

According to the current battle situation, it is not dangerous to be in the pit, but if you want to climb into that pit, you are taking a big risk.

But everyone knows with his buttocks that when Tudou returns to the trench after the battle, he will be scolded like a dog by his old abacus squad leader.

Due to his physical condition, Tudou is not a strong soldier, and his marksmanship is average.

But this is generally a relative term. He was basically at the bottom in Class 3, but if he was in Class 8, a potato that could hit 78 rings with 10 bullets on a 200-meter static target would be a first-rate sharpshooter.

The distance between the Japanese army and the frantically counterattacking Japanese army was about 170 meters, which was completely within his range.

A Japanese superior soldier hiding in the grass did not realize the danger at all. After firing three shots in a row to empty the bullets in the barrel, he shouted to his colleagues, to the effect that the security forces had escaped and the squad leader was also gone. What should they do.

At this time, the security forces seemed to have support because of the heroic counterattack of these Japanese troops, and they became more determined to crawl away from the battlefield. Even after passing through the area where the Japanese troops were lying, some people began to run boldly and bend over. road phenomenon.

The Japanese soldiers were also at a loss and did not give orders to retreat. However, looking at the situation, they could not attack with only 50 of them.

The battlefield was filled with the roar of various guns, and it was not easy to hear human voices. The Japanese soldier yelled with all his strength, and his body instinctively deviated a little towards his colleagues, with half of his body exposed.

“You can count on catching one!” Tudou, who had been aiming for a while, suddenly pulled the trigger.

This shot was extremely accurate. The 7.92mm bullet entered from the lower edge of the helmet and hit the back of the head area. The huge warhead completely released its kinetic energy at a distance of less than 200 meters, blowing a bowl out of the back of the Japanese soldier's head. large or small wounds.

From a distance, it looks like a bunch of redbud flowers in full bloom!

“It's cool!” Tudou clenched his fist hard.

Yang Bicheng, who had been quietly observing all this from a hidden sniper position a hundred meters away from Tudou, smiled slightly and looked at his scope again.

That was what Tang Tuanzuo personally rewarded him after he received the special merit. He was also one of the few infantry class shooters who had a 4x scope.

Yang Bicheng would normally be reluctant to use it, but today he took it out to let the Japanese and the Japanese to see what a sharpshooter was.

However, he let go of most of the targets that were not of much value. He kept waiting for the two Japanese grenade launchers hiding behind the rocks 400 meters away to reveal themselves.

Yang Bicheng believes that a turtle cannot hide in its shell forever and will always emerge.

When the pressure on the position is not so great, he must end up facing the person with the greatest threat on the ground. That is the meaning of the existence of a precision shooter.

However, for nearly a minute, he was distracted. He had to protect his little brother. Now it seems that his little brother has become stronger. He shot the Japanese soldier with only half of his head exposed from 170 meters away. Enough to prove it.

"Baga! Battalion Commander Zheng, order your people to stop retreating!" The Japanese Army Lieutenant looked at Zheng Yunqiu with a look of iron on his face.

“But they won't listen to me at this time!” Zheng Yunqiu cried sadly.

How come he doesn't understand the virtues of his subordinates? If you have money, you are the boss, but if the boss wants their lives, then get out of here.

"Don't listen? Those bullets will make them obey." The eyes of the Japanese Army Lieutenant were full of ferocity.

What? Before Zheng Yunqiu could react, he saw the Japanese Army Lieutenant pull out his command sword and move forward suddenly.

“Those who ignore military orders will all die.” (End of this chapter)

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