Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 286 The Japanese need to learn

However, just like the crow desperately trying to make money, Xia Dayu also has reasons why he has to make money.

As the leader of the beggar gang active in the Xicheng District of Songjiang, he has as many as a dozen younger siblings to support.

During the period of the Republic of China, there were few doctors and medicines, so that the average life expectancy of Chinese people was astonishingly less than 40 years old, which also made a lot of orphans in the more barren villages.

Not every orphan can be as lucky as the crow. Even though they are struggling desperately, they can grow up safely. Many orphans can only come to the city to survive. Those over 10 years old can help others by doing part-time jobs. Yuanyuan, and those who are luckier can enter charity halls that provide porridge, water and shelter, but most of them can only survive by begging.

The beggar gang led by Xia Dayu is actually his adopted younger siblings who are orphans themselves. In order to fill more than a dozen mouths, the older children do small labor, and the younger children can only beg on the street. Residents see They are pitiful, and they usually have a lot of relief. Although the life is a little bit bitter, they have survived several cold and heat.

However, when the war came, the Songjiang government notified all residents to evacuate. Ordinary residents either went to the countryside to seek relatives and friends, or had some savings. source of life.

Otherwise, as the boss, he wouldn't have risked his head to sneak into Xilin Monastery to seek the Buddha's idea.

He needs this money to support his younger brothers and sisters who are still hiding on Xiaoheishan 30 miles outside the city, where Xia Dayu and them agreed to meet up.

So, facing this fake novice who started to lie, the two big cakes in the arms of the sympathetic crow went into the belly of the little bald head.

Otherwise, the boy who was about to faint from hunger would not have the strength to be as talkative as the crow.

A young man and a bald boy just hid on the 30-meter-high pagoda, looking down from a height. From the edge of the house, groups of Japanese soldiers bypassed the house that was still steaming and advanced into the depths of the house. Getting closer.

"Uncle Crow, what should we do? The Japanese soldiers are coming." The little bald man cried heavily.

For this young man, rather than being afraid of the vicious Japanese, he was more afraid of not being able to bring the dozen or so silver dollars he managed to get from the Buddha to his younger brothers and sisters.

Especially thinking of the 3-year-old fat girl, the youngest sister who opened her mouth and begged for a hug every time she saw him come back. She must have been so hungry that she hadn't even had food in the past two days.

When Xia Dayu thought of this, his heart was pierced.

"What should I do? Cold salad!" Crow rolled his eyes. "When you disguised yourself as a little monk to break into the old man's cash box, you little bastard was very courageous, but now you are scared?"

"How did I know that you bastards from the security team were so tenacious and fought the Japanese soldiers for so long. I thought you were just pretending to run away. I must have run away from your ass." The little bald head was very painful I spoke from my heart.

This is also where the eccentric and daring boss of the beggar gang made the most miscalculations. He never expected that the security team, which usually has a bad reputation, would stand outside the city for two days as if they had taken a powerful pill. The Japanese fought several battles.

It made the Japanese frantically bombard it with cannons, but this time it was good, even any incendiary bombs and poison gas bombs that I had never heard of were thrown over.

It was precisely because of the existence of the gas bombs that the two of them dared not go down the pagoda at all. The fat fish in the wishing pool turned their bellies up, and the old turtles that hurriedly landed on the shore and wanted to run away also lay still at the moment. The toxicity on the ground is still high, otherwise the gang of Japanese soldiers who are only 100 meters away from here would not still have weird masks on their heads.

There was no way to talk any more this day, Crow really wanted to slap this eccentric boy's bald goose hard, but he couldn't bear to take it after all.

He saw the shadow of his youth, and the youth in front of him was better than the lonely him.

And over there, the Japanese army made another move.

After advancing to about half of the block, the Japanese army fired three green signal flares into the air after finding no Chinese.

That is, they are about to successfully occupy the block.

Kunizaki in the distance was overjoyed, "Order the Fourth Infantry Battalion to garrison the block first, and order Major Sakio on the front line. He has a chance to wash away his shame."

Large-scale Japanese troops moved.

The infantry squadron that had entered the block first was still divided into small groups to search and move forward, but the main force of its infantry followed two Type 89 tanks and two Type 94 armored vehicles along Zhongshan Road Street and drove straight in.

Kunizaki's purpose is very clear. It takes one to two hours to wipe out the remnants of the enemy and completely occupy the block with an infantry brigade. After that, the whole army will use the block as a forward base and launch an attack on the city after the arrival of the heavy artillery brigade.

As for Cangcheng, which was originally very important, after the enemy of the block fled in embarrassment like this, he no longer took it too seriously. Under the double blow of sulfur bombs and poison gas bombs, the small Cangcheng may have already died at this time. The dead body is in the wild.

Major Sakio, who was already prepared, should not disappoint him.

However, Major General Kunizaki was doomed to be disappointed.

More than 500 death squads with Lieutenant Kato Hideo as the first-line commander encountered a dense stream of metal projectiles shot by Cangcheng in an area 150 meters away from Cangcheng.

"This is nothing but the dying struggle of the Chinese! The whole army, kill chickens!" Hero Kato, who tore off his gas mask as an example, waved his command knife, showing the incomparable courage of the Imperial Japanese Army.

Without giving the Japanese captain who was determined to wash away his shame a chance to regret, a bullet was accurately shot into the mouth of Hero Kato.

It was just pretending to be coercive once, and he brought his command knife, and he was followed by others.

Hero Kato really did not rest in peace. The back of the head was almost turned into a bloody flower by the deformed bullet warhead, and it took three seconds for the corpse to collapse and then fall down.

Tang Dao on the distant position didn't even look at his own results, so he aimed his gun at the light machine gun shooter who was not far behind the Japanese captain, pulled the bolt, and pulled the trigger.

Japanese shooter, dead!

Turn the gun again, grenadier soldier, die!
Pull the trigger again, sergeant, dead!

With five shots in a row, the Japanese army was shot and killed five people.

彭冲
He now somewhat understood Tang Dao's intention of aiming the rifle with a scope 600 meters away.

Tang Dao's gun was even more terrifying than the knife in his hand.

The Japanese army who received the command to attack from the commander would never stop attacking just because the commander died. The infantry squads, under the command of the second lieutenant captain, rushed to the city wall of Cangcheng, which already had several gaps.

As long as they rush in there, the last will of the Chinese people who have suffered heavy losses will be completely buried.

The dark neighborhood has become the possession of the Japanese army, which not only gave Major General Kunizaki Teng confidence, but also the Japanese infantry who got the news were also full of confidence, and used incendiary bombs and gas bombs on themselves.

But, as the great man said, it is always people rather than equipment that determines the victory of a war.

It took three years for the American Cowboys, who are more confident in equipment, to finally understand this truth.

Therefore, the Japanese also need to learn lessons with blood.

The Chinese defenders in Cangcheng taught them a good lesson.

Under the cover of more than 500 heavy machine guns, 20 infantry guns, and 10 grenade launchers, the 30 death squads attacked regardless of life and death. However, the distance of 30 meters close to the city wall of Cangcheng was already the limit of their advance.

The scary thing is not the ruthless shooter, no matter how accurate he is, killing dozens of people is already his limit, not to mention that in such a battlefield filled with gunpowder, he still has to find important targets.

What is terrible is the will of the Chinese. No matter how fierce the artillery fire is, the Chinese counterattack will resolutely make the Japanese army terrified.

The Chinese mortars can only temporarily suppress the heavy machine guns in the distance, and the light and heavy machine guns are suppressed by infantry guns and grenades, which can hardly shoot more bursts and need to evade or shift positions.

Even the machine guns that frightened the infantry did not dare to appear easily after the infantry guns reached a distance of nearly 700 meters.

However, the Chinese are like iron men who cannot be killed by bullets or bombed by shells. It is clear that the position has just been covered by the concentrated firepower of infantry artillery and grenadiers, but bullets are still fired.

In close combat, the terrible Chinese submachine guns and shell guns became a nightmare for Japanese infantry.

Almost every time they tried to charge from the prostrate ground, they would be knocked down by the rain of bullets on their way to the charge.

It seems that if you want to kill them, you can only blast them into the sky together with the city wall that is already crumbling but not collapsing.

20 minutes, just 20 minutes, the dead ghost Kato Hideo who issued the order to charge to the death took nearly 300 Japanese infantry and rushed with him on the way to meet Amaterasu.

But this is only one of the reasons why Major General Kunizaki's face turned green.

The Japanese infantry brigade located in the block was also attacked by the Chinese.

(End of this chapter)