my bright sword career

Chapter 157

"Brothers, take down the Tiger Hill stronghold and let's have an extra meal tonight!
Ma Zhanfu, commander of the third company of the fourth battalion, cheered up the soldiers around him while running forward.

The task of their company is to launch an attack from the left wing and clear the Japanese army on the left wing.

It stands to reason that his company commander does not need to personally boost morale, but the Fourth Battalion lost too many people in the sixth battle at Qixia Pass. Now, although their company has been fully replenished, there are only about 200 people, and the number of veterans is still small. Less than fifty, the rest are all recruits.

In order to let these rookies grow up as soon as possible, Ma Zhanfu was heartbroken. For the past half month, he almost lived and boarded in the company, and even lost five or six catties of weight.

"Ma Baoguo, what are you running around like a mother, how do you teach you? You are a rifleman, responsible for guarding the left wing. If devils appear on the left wing, you will die!"

"You son of a bitch, lower your waist, are you afraid that the devil's marksmanship is not accurate enough?"

The ranks were full of officers scolding the recruits. There was no way, these young people who were just ordinary people a month ago still had too little experience on how to survive on the battlefield.

Amidst bursts of shouting and cursing, Sanlian had already crossed two barbed wire fences in a row and came to the last barbed wire fence. At this time, the first bunker had clearly appeared in front of everyone.

The reason why the Huqiu stronghold was boasted by Ishikawa Renpachi as a strong fortress that could never be captured by four or five thousand people without using a brigade. In addition to it being a blockhouse group composed of four gun towers, it also rarely arranged three barbed wire

The three barbed wire fences are each 100 meters apart. In the past, if the Eighth Route Army wanted to attack the Huqiu stronghold, they had to climb over the barbed wire fences one by one. It is simply an impossible task to climb over the three barbed wire fences under the watchful eyes of the Japanese army. You must know that the devil's marksmanship is not blown out, trying to rush to the gun tower without any cover is no different from sending him to death.

But today, the three barbed wire fences were blown to pieces in the bombardment just now, and the soldiers of the third battalion easily bypassed the bombed area.

Following the third battalion is the first battalion of the 771 regiment. Since they received orders to follow behind the fourth battalion, they should try not to disturb the other party unless they encounter special circumstances, and they should not overstep and launch an attack on their behalf, so they can only follow closely Behind Sanlian.

"Battalion Commander, we are the main force. When did we start working as babysitters?" A company commander stared at Ma Zhanfu and his party ahead and complained to the battalion commander Lu Guangbiao beside him.

Lu Guangbiao stared straight ahead, and snorted softly without turning his head, "You don't want to be a babysitter, it's easy, I will immediately take your company down to rest, but you have to take the 52 three-pieces that were sent to your company just now. Hand over the eight big covers, three crooked handles and one Type [-] heavy machine gun, and I will give them to those companies who are willing to be babysitters."

"Don't tell me about the battalion commander, can't I be wrong, I will be... whoever is wrong is the grandson." When the company commander heard this, he was shocked, and really wanted to take away the guns that had just been issued. The soldiers below The fryer is a must.

"Humph... don't eat fine wine for toasting." Lu Guangbiao glared at him fiercely. He said that he would only be a nanny for a while, even if he was a son, he would accept it, but this kid had a lot of things to do.

"Da da da……"

Just as Lu Guangbiao was swearing, there was a sudden flash of fire in front of him, and gunshots rang out immediately.

Accompanied by the gunshot, a soldier who was running ahead fell to the ground.

As soon as Lu Guangbiao heard the clear and dull voice in front of him, he immediately roared without thinking: "Everyone, hurry up and hide, it's the devil's Type [-] heavy machine gun!"

Almost as soon as the gunshot rang out, Ma Zhanfu got down on the knees reflexively, and shouted, "Type [-] machine gun... Get down quickly!"

The battalion commanders and company commanders of the Liantai militia and the Eighth Route Army shouted at the same time. Although they said different things, they meant the same thing.

Not to mention the recruits, they all got down quickly and crawled towards the surrounding bunkers almost in a serpentine shape one by one.

The deputy commander-in-chief and other chiefs at the rear couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing this scene, Master Lin said in surprise: "Hey... Gao Hongming's military training methods are very good, and the recruits who have just joined the army for more than ten days can reflect so much. They are sensitive, and they can crawl snake-like under the fire of machine guns, and many veterans who have been in the army for one year may not necessarily do better than them."

The left deputy chief of staff understood what was going on, and explained from the side: "Mr. Lin, I'm afraid you don't know yet. Commander Gao and the others have specially built a training ground covering an area of ​​tens of acres in Liantai, and all of them are paved. The barbed wire fence. On the first day of enlistment, the recruits were rushed to the training ground by Commander Gao for live ammunition training. They had to practice crawling under the barbed wire fence every day to experience the feeling of bullets flying over their heads.

I have personally seen the scene of the training ground. The recruits are lying on the ground, and the bullets are less than half a meter away from the top of their heads. "

"Live ammunition training? How many bullets do you have to shoot every day?" Someone beside me exclaimed.

The commanders of the Eighth Route Army, who were accustomed to living a hard life, could not imagine how wasteful it would be to shoot them with machine guns and machine guns in order to let the recruits experience the feeling of the battlefield.

The left deputy chief of staff smiled and said: "Do you think that with the arrogance of Commander Gao, he is the one who cares about the bullet?"

"Uh……"

The person who exclaimed fell silent.

"Okay, stop talking... look...they're attacking."

While talking, the soldiers of the third company that had already concealed began to shoot at the remaining firepower of the gun tower. For a while, bullets from submachine guns, rifles, and MG42 machine guns poured into the gun tower like a tide, and hit the gun tower around the firing holes. Bullets and debris flew around, making the machine gun dumb for a while.

Ma Zhanfu nodded in satisfaction. Although the tactical movements of these new recruits are still a little rusty, they are basically good. He said, "Okay...the machine guns continue to cover...a platoon leader...immediately send a squad to touch it, I will cover here you."

"understand……"

"Smoke bombs ready to...throw..."

With an order, the nearby soldiers took out several smoke bombs and threw them forward. With the sound of chi chi, puffs of thick smoke came out. After more than 20 seconds, the front was covered by thick smoke. covered.

Under the cover of the smoke, a squad of soldiers stood up and quickly ran forward, their figures quickly disappeared into the smoke.

Seeing this scene, Lu Guangbiao scolded enviously: "Damn, these militias are so rich, even rare things like smoke bombs are thrown around as if they don't need money, if I can also match every soldier It would be nice to have one or two."

"Commander, don't have this dream." The company commander on the side said helplessly: "It would be nice if we could have border-made (grenades) to use. Smoke grenades are too advanced, and even the little devils don't have many of them. Let's not even mention it."

"Yes."

Lu Guangbiao shook his head helplessly. Although the smoke bombs are very inconspicuous, they seem to be a thing that only emits smoke. In fact, the chemical charge of smoke bombs in this period is larger than that of ordinary grenades, and the technological content and production cost It will be much higher.

This also led to the cost of smoke bombs, which was much more expensive than commonly used grenades. The cost of one smoke bomb was worth several grenades, so even the Japanese army only had a small amount of equipment, let alone the Chinese army.

While the two were talking, a gust of wind blew in, and the originally thick smoke began to thin out, revealing the figures of soldiers walking forward.

Lu Guangbiao suddenly saw a black muzzle protruding from the firing hole in front of the gun, and then a flame flashed from the muzzle, and the last militia soldier who ran behind fell heavily to the ground.

The moment the soldier fell, he heard the sound of machine guns, submachine guns, and the roar of soldiers in front of him.

The three soldiers who rushed to the front of the gun tower took out long-barrel grenades, pulled the fire and threw them into the gun tower with all their strength. There was a huge explosion, and the sound of the raging machine guns fell silent.

Several soldiers began to walk around to the back. Along with the sound of submachine guns, there were several screams, which were mixed with desperate howls and screams from Japanese.

"Okay...they're attacking."

Ma Zhanfu stood up and shouted loudly, "Brothers... go ahead..."

"Come on..."

Following Ma Zhanfu's order, more than 200 soldiers from the third company jumped up from their hidden bunkers and rushed towards the gun towers. Facing the swarming militia soldiers, the outermost gun towers were quickly captured.

Ma Zhanfu's third company took down the gun tower on the far left, and the company responsible for attacking the right was not slow, taking down the gun tower on the far right almost within a few minutes.

Seeing the attacking troops take down the two gun towers so neatly, the deputy commander in chief who was watching the battle turned his head and asked the left deputy chief of staff: "How long did it take them to take down the two gun towers?"

"Boss, they only took 5 minutes."

"5 minutes... Hey..." The deputy commander and the left deputy chief of staff looked at each other: "This kid really did it."

The left deputy chief of staff nodded. It has only been more than 20 minutes since the bombardment and the attack. Judging from the current attack speed, it is really not bragging to win the Tiger Hill stronghold in half an hour.

"It's great to have the support of heavy artillery." Someone suddenly said quietly.

The people around were silent, and many people found that under the powerful artillery fire, the fortresses that seemed solid in their eyes were actually not much different from the castles on the beach. The reason why they thought they were indestructible before was because they didn't have suitable guns in their hands. It's just a weapon.

Political Commissar Deng, who was silently observing the battlefield, whispered to Master Liu: "Master, it seems that our 129th Division has gained a lot this time."

Master Liu nodded, and glanced at Master Lin not far away, "After we go back, we must make adjustments to the battle plan for the Yuliao campaign as soon as possible. So conservative.

At the beginning, Commander Gao Hongming proposed to complete the Yuliao campaign in three days. I thought he was talking wildly, but now it seems that it is not impossible. "

"I think so too." Political Commissar Deng also agreed with this, "If our 129th Division can take the lead in completing the Yuliao Campaign, we can free up our hands to support the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region. This is a major turning point, but this matter must be fully cooperated by Gao Hongming, especially the cooperation of his two heavy artillery battalions."

Mr. Liu pondered for a while, "I will talk to him alone when I go back later, I believe he will understand."

Holding a command knife, Ishikawa Renpachi lay tremblingly in the ruins. Just a few minutes ago, his blockhouse, which had been half collapsed by the artillery fire, was hit by several large-caliber mortar shells, and the entire blockhouse was destroyed. Like a castle on the beach, it was almost turned into ruins, and soldiers died in battle one after another.

Looking at the Chinese soldiers approaching slowly not far away and the German helmets on their heads, as the squadron leader, Ishikawa Renpachi suddenly thought about the opposite team like a ghost.

It's funny to say, the battle has been fought for almost half an hour, and until now he doesn't know which army his opponent is.

Although not in love, he had to admit that the Chinese army on the opposite side was not a coward. Unlike the past Chinese motley troops or local bandits, the soldiers of this Chinese army were also very brave in battle.
Secondly... The opponent's infantry firepower is extremely powerful, even far exceeding that of one's own army.

Third, in addition to their powerful heavy artillery, they also have many mortars, some of which have a caliber of 100mm or even more.

Just now he led the remaining more than 100 soldiers into the remaining trenches in front to resist, but not long after the fight, the opponent's shells fell into the trenches like raindrops, and the opponent even sent troops to clear the trenches.

Facing dense grenades and stormy short-distance submachine gun fire, the Japanese army in the trench suffered dozens of casualties after only a few minutes of support. Ishikawa Renpachi, who saw the situation was not good, could only lead the remaining Japanese army to hide in the main area. The last stand in the ruins of the turrets.

I don't know how long it took, Ishikawa Renpachi felt the silence around him, and he carefully looked at the enemy who was close at hand through the gap of the ruins.

For the first time in my life, I felt envious of the Chinese people,
How good is the weapon in the hands of this German weapon master!The imperial army with [-]-style rifles had only one chance to shoot, but they could shoot continuously, and the fierce firepower made them almost breathless.

To be honest, if their firepower was not too strong, they would not have been beaten so badly.

He turned his head and looked around. There were more than a dozen warriors from the empire beside him, and they were the last remaining people in the Huqiu stronghold.

At this time, a soldier suddenly asked: "Your Excellency, the squadron leader, the Chinese will soon come in, and we will all die, right?"

"Yes!"

Ishikawa Renpachi said frankly, "When the Chinese come in, we will all die."

(End of this chapter)