Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1356 Bloody Golden Dragon (Part )

But that was also the last time the Japanese troops in the unit heard the voice of Captain Hideaki Tsushima.

The Japanese Army Captain, who was born in the Tsushima family, was a very famous backbone of the "Imperial Road Sect" in the First Division. During the coup that shocked Japan that year, if it hadn't been for his military position, he would have been just a junior lieutenant. In addition, Tsushima With the family's protection, this fanatical backbone of the 'Imperial Dao Sect' will definitely be sent to the gallows.

It was precisely because of Hideaki Tsushima's reputation and courage that Yushi Okamura, then the deputy commander of the 501st Infantry Regiment that attacked the Kinryugong Peak Highlands, placed him and the infantry squadron he led on this wave of attack.

This was also the most decisive attack by the 501st Infantry Regiment, with six infantry squads and nearly 6 infantrymen deployed.

Because news has come from another infantry brigade blocking the Chinese reinforcements. The Chinese offensive is too fierce. In order to break through the position, the Chinese even invested in a small mountain tank. The small-caliber tank gun equipped with it can weigh hundreds of kilograms of boulders. It was also shattered with one blow.

The nearly a thousand Imperial officers and soldiers relying on the favorable terrain suffered heavy losses, and less than half of them could still fight at night. If the high ground could not be conquered by dawn, then the nearly a thousand Imperial officers and soldiers of the infantry brigade would have to be loyal to the Empire and the Emperor.

Therefore, Yushi Okamura put in his last reserve team in this early morning. Everyone left a suicide note before going to the battlefield and wrapped their heads in white cloth. They were already prepared to be broken into pieces.

But no one expected that Captain Tsushima, the supreme commander of the decisive infantry squadron, would die in battle just as the onboard charge started.

Although the night was dim, Private Yuichiro Umehara, who was not far away from him, saw the entire process of Captain Tsushima's death in battle.

It was a stream of unknown bullets with flaming light, hitting the head of Captain Tsushima who was still wearing a steel helmet. The whole head was like a candle, which was instantly ignited, illuminating an area of ​​more than ten meters in radius. space.

Just like the '明' in his name, Hideaki Tsushima has become a bright thing that illuminates the darkness.

The skin, flesh and fat were burned by the flames, making a sickening sizzling sound, but the victim himself was like a piece of rotten wood, lying motionless on the ground with his back facing the sky.

With the help of the firelight, Private Umehara could clearly see that Captain Tsushima, who was still burning with flames, had changed beyond recognition. His entire face looked as if he had been hit by a large hammer, and there were no so-called facial features at all.

If it weren't for the restraint of the helmet, the horrific shot just now would have probably blown his head apart.

The frightened Private Umehara's short legs that he had just strenuously stopped instinctively. It was this stop that saved his life.

Tantai Mingjing, who was holding the dragon's breath shotgun, aimed downwards with great calmness and fired a second shot.

The Dragon's Breath shotgun was a defensive weapon that the regiment headquarters had just issued to each infantry squad half a month before the war. The squad leader had always treated it like a treasure. Only 30 people in the class were eligible to try out the 4 rounds of live ammunition for training issued with the gun. .

Tantai Mingjing is one of the four.

Because the ammunition is large and heavy, the infantry squad cannot carry too much. Before the war, each squad was issued 40 pieces of ammunition in a box, making the Dragon's Breath shotgun the most ammunition-deficient gun in the infantry squad. Therefore, even if the Japanese army has recently Even when the attack was less than 30 meters away from the position, the squad leader did not use the gun.

"Mirror, remember, no matter what time, you have to keep your trump card. Once the trump card is revealed, it will truly enter the moment of death. There is no life or death. You have to have enough support when you die." It was the squad leader who solemnly explained to Tantai Mirror at noon during the day.

Perhaps at that time, the veteran who had survived two years on the battlefield had already foreseen his own end, and was teaching his successor the final lesson in advance.

The veteran student's progress on the battlefield was outstanding enough that Tantai Mingjing persisted until this time before taking out the shotgun for the first time.

The Japanese soldiers rushing towards them were so densely packed that there was no need to aim with a Tantai mirror. All he could do now was to try his best to stay calm, like a cold and ruthless machine, and shoot all the bullets he had at them, like His first shot was aimed at the Japanese officer holding a command knife who was exposed in the light of the grenade explosion.

However, at a distance of 40 meters, Tantai Mingjing, who had unintentionally moved his gun at will, and possessed the realm of ethereal gun sense that Tang Dao told him, hit the opponent's head with an extremely accurate shot.

For the second shot, Tantai Mingjing aimed at the Japanese infantryman carrying a flamethrower. That thing was rare among the Japanese army, but thanks to his awesome brother-in-law, when the two chatted privately, in order to increase Regarding the survival rate of his brother-in-law on the battlefield, Tang Dao gave Tantai Mingjing all the individual weapons he knew during World War II.

For most people, this kind of cramming education would be counterproductive, but fortunately, although Tantai Mingjing has an average talent for writing poetry and painting, his brain is good enough, and he actually memorized what Tang Dao said. Characteristics of most individual weapons in various countries.

Among them is the flamethrower, a monster weapon that was invented in World War I. During the German invasion of Poland in 1939, the modified individual flamethrower came out and made infantrymen all over the world frightened.

The famous M2 flamethrower that American cowboys tried on a small island in the Pacific even surpassed the 406mm main gun of the battleship after the war and became the most feared weapon by the Japanese army.

How could the Japanese military industry, who was a little expert in learning, let such awesome weapons and equipment pass by?

The First Division just changed its equipment in Shengjing not long ago. This kind of flamethrower, which is specially used to clear trenches, bunkers, and bunkers, was used as a trial equipment. The First Division was equipped with 10 units. It happened that the infantry squadron under Tsushima Hideaki Just equipped one.

The reason why this flamethrower has not been put into battle to deal with the Chinese in the trenches is because the Japanese infantry did not approach the 10-meter range in more than 40 waves of attacks, and the Japanese flamethrower sprayed the furthest The distance was only 32 meters. It was not until this wave of desperate attacks that Okamura Yushi decided to take it out and make a last ditch effort.

Of course, in addition to the short distance of the flamethrower, the other most important reason is that the flamethrower is too heavy. After filling with fuel, the entire device weighs more than 35 kilograms. For the short Japanese infantry, It's simply an impossible task.

The First Division selected from among the 3-strong army and managed to find 10 flame archers and 10 reserve archers.

Then, the carefully selected shooters became the brightest guys on the battlefield.

Tantai Mingjing, who had completely entered the life hunter mode, just pointed his gun at the Japanese soldier who bent over and exposed the flame launcher on his back.

The flaming shotgun was like a thunderbolt, hitting the fuel tank accurately!

"Boom!" exploded!

The radius of the exploding fireball was a full 20 meters, and the bright fire even illuminated the entire battlefield. This allowed Captain Umehara to clearly see the hell scene 30 meters to the left.

In the blazing heat caused by the explosion, the Japanese soldier and more than 20 Japanese soldiers around him fell down with howls.

But the sudden explosion was only the appetizer of this disaster. The 18 liters of fuel reserves were the most deadly.

A second explosion occurred inside the injector storage tank that was blown into the air. A large amount of fuel scattered on the battlefield with flames, like a meteor shower.

That is a rain of fire that is more deadly than bullets!

Not to mention the Japanese infantry at the center of the explosion, even the three Chinese soldiers in the trench more than 40 meters away instinctively stopped shooting and hid in the trench in the face of the air wave from the huge fireball.

There were at least six firemen on the battlefield, howling and rolling crazily on the ground, but at this time, no one could help him extinguish the raging flames on his body.

After only ten seconds, the howling firemen all fell silent, but the fire was still burning brightly. The rich body fat provided sufficient energy for subsequent combustion, causing six fire piles to form on the battlefield.

The originally dark battlefield suddenly became a little brighter.

The Japanese soldiers who had already shouted for the board to start charging could clearly see the young face of Tantai Mingjing holding a big gun.

Similarly, Tantai Mirror can clearly see the frightened and ferocious faces of Japanese infantrymen illuminated by Japanese human fires.

"Kill!" Tantai Mingjing roared and fired.

At the same time, his feet began to move at high speed.

The violent recoil of the shotgun seemed to have no effect on Tantai Mingjing. Only a muffled "bang" was heard, and seven or eight Japanese infantrymen fell.

That efficiency is simply two points higher than the roaring high-rate machine gun just a little further away.

"Kill!" The two soldiers on the other sides of the trench were inspired, and they also held semi-automatic rifles and desperately pulled the triggers downwards.

There is no aiming, just pulling the trigger desperately in one direction, emptying the magazine as quickly as possible, and then loading the magazine into the gun as quickly as possible.

Until then, the two soldiers may understand why the squad leader requires everyone to be proficient in all firearms in the infantry squad during normal training, and the extremely boring steps of loading and unloading must be repeated hundreds or even a thousand times. Maybe the 0.5 seconds don't matter in ordinary battles, but in this pure fight for life, 0.5 seconds is enough to continue the firepower to ensure that the enemy is killed, without having to be stabbed into the chest by the Japanese bayonet.

Because Dunzi saw with his own eyes that a Japanese soldier had climbed up a specially dug anti-slide slope. He was only 10 meters away. It seemed that with just one more step, he could be stabbed with a long rifle. Wear it right.

But at this time, he had just finished loading the magazine. After roaring wildly, Dunzi swung his gun and fired two shots at the Japanese soldier, knocking him to the ground.

Here I have to mention the huge role of the two veterans of the 13th class. After arriving at this position, the two veterans renovated the front of the position according to local conditions. They used the height difference to build a 40-degree earth cushion about ten meters in front of the trench. The slope comes out.

This makes the slope of the hillside, which originally had a slope of more than 20 degrees, become even steeper at the front of the position. In the words of the veteran, even if a galloping horse runs here and wants to enter our position, I have to slow down.

Although the Japanese continuously bombarded this position with 105mm howitzers and even 150mm howitzers, they still failed to blow up this natural and artificially modified soil slope. As a result, the Japanese army just rushed to more than 30 meters away from the position. You have to slow down.

What's even worse is that melon-style grenades that could have been thrown more than 30 meters away on flat ground could not be thrown into the position in large numbers due to the height difference.

Dozens of grenades exploded basically on the outer edge of the position. Not only did they fail to injure the three Chinese soldiers further inside, they actually used gunpowder smoke to cover them.

This is one of the reasons why no one was hurt by the bullets fired by more than a hundred Japanese soldiers.

In just over 20 seconds of fighting time, no less than a hundred Japanese troops were lying on the slope. The remaining more than a hundred Japanese troops were also suppressed, and the shouting sound of the board had disappeared at this time.

The courage before launching the decisive battle was not only exhausted by the death of a large number of comrades, but also at the end of the war.

However, the Japanese troops did not retreat. Most of the Japanese troops began to crawl on the ground and shoot at the Chinese, and dozens of others were ready to move.

It wasn’t that they were brave enough, but the then Lieutenant Colonel and Deputy Captain of the 501st Infantry Regiment relayed the military order from Colonel Yoshio Miyauchi.

"This battle is related to the honor of the entire division. There is no retreat order in this battle! There are only two outcomes in this battle. Either you plant the general's flag on the Chinese position and fly it high, or you all fight for the empire and Your Majesty the Emperor is loyal."

The Japanese army also knew that before they entered this position, a heavy machine gun team of the brigade had set up four heavy machine guns 500 meters away. However, it was not on the two wings of the attack, but right behind them.

That was the Supervisory Team. They had only appeared behind the security forces before, but now it was their turn.

Going forward, there is still a chance of survival, but going backward, there is only a dead end.

Even Private Umehara, who was lying on the ground secretly smearing the blood of his colleagues on his face and neck, did not think about taking advantage of the chaos to retreat. He just thought about surviving for a little longer, just in case he Those colleagues who were also forced into a desperate situation used their numerical superiority to drown those terrible Chinese!

Anyway, after seeing Captain Tsushima's almost roasted rotten tomato head, he would never become cannon fodder.

In fact, Private Umehara never fired a shot at all. He just symbolically took off the melon grenades hanging on his chest and threw two of them forward to prove that he was still working hard.

The one who shoots dies quickly.

Private Umehara, who was hiding behind a stone, saw with his own eyes that in the thick smoke, a gun spewing death flames seemed to have eyes, beating the two sergeants Akanishi and Ishita into a sieve.

The two sergeants who were not in the same team but had a close relationship just fired two shots each.

Two sharpshooters who had made a bet on the train to see who could shoot 10 Chinese soldiers first, each scored zero points and became the Chinese record.

The accurate shot of the big gun, which caused sparks and lightning to kill a large area, and the high-speed machine gun that kept wandering around in several positions were the main reasons for suppressing the Japanese army, which still had an infantry squadron, and wanted to charge upward.

The grenades constantly dropped in the other two places also made the Japanese infantry miserable.

They were hiding in the wilderness. They could avoid bullets by lying on the ground, but they had no resistance to the splattering grenade fragments flying around.

Even if he watched the smoking grenade fall next to him, there was no other effective protection except roaring in despair and trying his best to roll out.

It is not that there are brave people who try to pick up the grenade and throw it away or kick it away, but the Chinese are very cunning. They basically hold it in their hands for two seconds before throwing it out, leaving less than one second for the Japanese army.

After several brave men sacrificed their lives to make the final demonstration, all the Japanese soldiers chose to get out of their way, and the rest was left to Amaterasu.

Obviously, shrapnel that can splash at least ten meters away is not very popular with Amaterasu. Amidst the rising smoke, the miserable howls of the Japanese troops also come and go.

However, as the Japanese army fought back desperately, the good luck of the four Chinese soldiers headed by Tantai Mingjing also came to an end.

As two consecutive grenades exploded a few meters away from the three fat men, the three fat men, who had not had any battlefield experience before, also felt the crisis.

He was targeted by Japanese grenadiers after he wandered five battle positions in a row.

He wanted to run away as soon as he picked up the machine gun, but the Japanese grenade launchers had been looking for him for nearly a minute. How could they let him go so easily?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Five consecutive rounds of grenades exploded a few meters away from the three fat men, and the thick smoke aroused was no less than that of the 60mm gun in the infantry squad that had fired three rounds of empty shells.

In the smoke, the three fat men, who were as thick as a bluestone brick wall, felt that their eyes were blood red and they could not see anything. There was a roar in their ears. It was clear that the gunshots on the battlefield were fierce, but at that moment, the battlefield seemed to be over. Average, very quiet.

That time was very short, but it seemed as long as a century. Faintly, the three fat men, whose whole face was stained red with blood, heard Dunzi from a village shouting: "Three fat men, you are so special." Why don't you shoot me! If you don't shoot, the Japanese will come, hurry up!"

"Here it comes!" Shaking his groggy head hard, the third fat man who usually didn't talk much replied to himself. He fumbled with the machine gun at hand and put it on the fortification based on memory, then pulled the trigger. .

The reason why he relied on memory was not that it was too dark, but that the third fat man's eyes were still red. He couldn't see anything except red, no matter how he wiped it with his sleeve.

"Puff!" Fiery gunfire sounded again.

The Japanese troops who had rushed to less than 20 meters away from the position wailed again!

Tantai Mingjing also emptied the last bullet of the Dragon's Breath shotgun. He glanced regretfully at this big gun that the squad leader cherished so much. Tantai Mingjing tied two grenades to it without mercy and pulled the string. He smashed it at the Japanese army more than ten meters away.

With a sound of "Boom!", the three Japanese soldiers howled and rolled down the 40-degree hillside.

This is a new weapon newly equipped in the regiment. It must not be captured by the Japanese army. If the gun is there, the man will die. This is also an unwritten rule in the company when issuing guns.

"Dunzi, Fatty, and Sparrow, all come closer to me!" Tantai Mingjing, who did not hesitate to blow up good guns, roared, then pulled out the signal gun from his waist and fired four shots into the sky.

Four bright red flares rose tens of meters into the sky, and then fell. Like the setting sun, the brilliant red light gradually faded into darkness!

Less than 800 meters away from Jinlong Peak, Leng Feng, who had just arrived, suddenly raised his head. When he saw the four red flares soaring into the sky, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

Tu Yunsheng and the soldiers who were organizing three infantry squads to prepare for the sixth attack also made a sudden move. Many soldiers could not help but burst into tears.

They were too late after all!