All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 106, Ambush saturation bombing 【Subscription】

The enemy is about to catch up.

Compared with guerrillas who have been in a state of starvation and semi-starvation for a long time, they are all malnourished.

The Japanese soldiers may be short, but because of the abundant food, the body under the yellow uniform is extraordinarily strong, and some of the short, bandy legs can run extremely fast.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers with the best physical fitness threw off a large part of the Imperial Association Army who launched the pursuit at the same time, shortening the distance with the guerrillas in a daze.

If it goes on like this, it won't take long to catch up.

But this is not a running game, and the Japanese soldiers don't need to be fully chased.

The [-] big caps in their hands are not fire sticks, but rifles known for their precision shooting in World War II.

When they were within three 400 meters of the guerrillas, the devils stopped briefly and raised their guns to shoot.

Bang bang gunshots can be heard endlessly.

One after another, the bullets chasing souls and flying past the bodies of the guerrillas.

The marksmanship of the Japanese soldiers was really good, and not all of the dozen or so guerrillas were very lucky.

"Two dogs!"

"Captain, leave me alone, run quickly."

Liu Ergou, who was shot in the thigh, fell down on the road in a daze. He couldn't run anymore, and stopped Feng Jianbiao who was about to pull him up.

They had just entered the first half of the ambush circle, and at this time no one could run away with a person on their backs.

Feng Jianbiao fired a shot at the devil who was chasing up from behind. His marksmanship was too poor, so many targets were stunned and he missed a single one.

"Oh! Ergou, I will avenge you."

With the task of luring the enemy into the ambush circle, he could only continue running with tears in his eyes.

The gushing blood stained his trousers red. Liu Ergou took out the grenade he had just received at his waist, turned over and lay on his back on the ground, watching the enemy keep approaching.

In a short period of time, he thought of his father who was exhausted by the Japanese invaders to build a gun tower, and his mother who was blinded by crying.

When my younger brother grows up a bit next year, he will be able to join the Eighth Route Army, carry a gun and continue fighting devils.

The little devils rushed up, and several of them were holding guns, aimed at him but did not shoot, it seemed that they wanted to catch him alive.

Liu Ergouzi plucked the string of the grenade, with a look of relief on his face, muttering:

"Little devil, grandpa fought with you."

"Father, Ergou has avenged you."

"No, it's a grenade!" A little devil surrounded him yelled and threw himself on the ground to avoid it.

But it was too late.

Accompanied by two rumbling explosions, Liu Ergou and several little devils who surrounded him died together.

He fulfilled his promise and avenged his parents and fellow villagers.It also bought some time for the comrades who lured the enemy.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

On the following hundreds of meters of road, the little devil kept shooting deadly bullets at the guerrilla fighters like shooting rabbits.

People were injured and fell down constantly, becoming fixed targets and attracting more enemy shots.

The devils were yelling wildly, as if they didn't regard this place as a battlefield, but as a place for hunting competitions.

Those with accurate marksmanship will be praised by the people around them, and those with bad marksmanship will only be booed by others.

Although the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army ambushing on the mountain could not understand Japanese, they could still read the arrogance of the devils from their demeanor.

The soldiers tightly held the weapons in their hands, a flame called anger was burning in their hearts, and they wished to rush out and kill the enemy immediately.

But the army is a place where discipline is emphasized. Without orders, even if they grit their teeth, they can't move around.

"call out……"

The flashing red flare was launched into the air, which was the signal for the attack, and the wild roar of Captain Li was the soundtrack for this:
"attack!"

The moment they saw the signal flare in the sky, the expressions of the soldiers in the whole regiment suddenly changed, and they shouted all kinds of slogans.

"Blow them up with grenades!"

"Little devil, fuck your mother."

"Kill!"

While roaring, the movements of their hands were not slow at all.

Nine [-]-type heavy machine guns and [-] [-]-type light machine guns fired overwhelming bullets in an instant, like farmers cutting wheat, and swept down a large area of ​​the Japanese army that was chasing on the road.

Especially the Type [-] heavy machine gun with a caliber of [-] mm, the bullet power is terrifying.

When the limbs touch each other, it is a broken arm and leg. Once hit to the torso, it is like being cut in half, and the body is directly divided into two parts.

Before the rockets fell, bloody and terrifying scenes had been created on the road.

The grenade flew in the sky and landed on the road with a loud explosion.

The most interesting thing, of course, is the firepower in the independent regiment - rockets.

On the top of the hill, more than 100 rockets in formation were activated by the soldiers with dry batteries.

The ignited gas pushed the rocket forward, and the rocket without a launcher was still smoothly fired towards the intended target.

More than 100 rockets came through the air, almost without any pause, and hit the road directly on top of the Japanese soldiers who were chasing them.

Each rocket carried [-] kilograms of TNT explosives, and the air waves created by the shock wave of the explosion turned into a tangible substance, blowing the enemy out like leaves.

The flames and dust from the explosion and the flying limbs formed a terrifying and beautiful picture.

"Bombardment!"

A Japanese military officer opened his mouth wide and shouted a reminder, his entire face appeared ferociously distorted.

But in front of the roar of the rocket explosion, the man's voice seemed extremely small, and was completely drowned out by the explosion.

One rocket is equal to one shell, and more than 100 rockets are equal to more than 100 cannon salvos.

The entire road across the mountain seemed to have been turned over by an earth dragon, and the ground seemed to be trembling.

In the face of such a saturated firepower attack, no matter how elite you are and how experienced you are, it will not help.

Those who can survive are probably only lucky.

Unknowingly falling behind the team, Major Yui Murakami, who was lucky not to be washed by rockets, stared straight at the scene.

Even before coming, Master Yoshida had told him to be mentally prepared to guard against an ambush attack from the Eighth Route Army.

Shao Zuo Murakami thought about many scenarios, all of which were vain attempts to attack by the Eighth Route Army. The soldiers of the imperial army panicked for a moment, but they immediately threw themselves into the counterattack well-trained.

Let Balu steal the chicken and lose a handful of rice, and was bitten and severely injured by his brigade of infantry.

Major Murakami never thought that the attack that the captain told him would be like this.

If he knew, even if he was a deserter, he wouldn't bump into it recklessly.

"The infantry brigade is probably going to be finished." Major Murakami tightly held the command saber in his hand, closed his eyes and thought in despair.

Not to mention that the confidence of the Japanese army was severely damaged.

Even the soldiers of the Independence Regiment, who saw the rocket volley firing for the first time, were frightened by such terrifying power.

Fortunately, it fell on the enemy's head. If it fell on one's own head, it would be a terrible thing.

Wang Gensheng was deafened by the sound of the rocket explosion. He opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in surprise: "My darling, after this round, I'm afraid the little devil will be finished."

They were too close, and they were affected by the explosion sound of rockets launched by their own side. Zhang Dabiao also suffered from intermittent tinnitus. He stared at Wang Gensheng:
"What did you say, the charge was blown?"

"I said that the little devil is going to be finished. I'm afraid we can only collect the corpse when we rush up."

"Did it blow? Why is no one else moving?"

Two deaf patients were chatting with each other. Li Yunlong, who really decided when to blow the charge, stood at a higher place behind, lying on a rock overlooking the scene on the road.

In the battle of Lijiapo, he did not have the opportunity to watch the scene of the rocket salvo, but only heard the rumbling explosion, and then listened to other people's descriptions.

That's like looking at flowers in a fog, you can't really see them, and you can't understand them deeply.

Today, Li Yunlong really saw it with his own eyes. There are only two words for him to describe it... horror.

He stared straight at the densely packed corpses on the road after the smoke cleared, and muttered to himself:

"Damn it, Type [-] rockets are too terrifying, and a simple launch can be called a hundred guns. If there are more of these things, they can change the way of war."

A simple launch rocket can hit hundreds of meters away.A charge of [-] kilograms is far more powerful than a grenade with a charge of tens of grams.

Once a rocket explodes, it is worth twenty or thirty grenades exploding together.

Flying far enough and powerful enough, Li Yunlong immediately thought of many ingenious ways to use it on the battlefield, which can definitely surprise the enemy.

"The grenades are all thrown out, it's time to blow the Charger to collect the corn." Chen Hao, who was on the side, watched the saturated coverage bombing on the road, and put down his binoculars to remind in satisfaction.

Li Yunlong woke up like a dream, and quickly ordered the trumpeter to sound the charge.

drop by drop...

The loud trumpet sounded, which was the signal for the whole regiment to launch an attack.

The soldiers who heard the sound of the trumpet raised their assault rifles one by one, and jumped out of the bunker like a flood that broke a dam.

Seeing the commandos beside him rushing out, Zhang Dabiao finally stopped talking to Wang Gensheng.

He picked up the bayonet with the bayonet in his hand, and rushed out like an agile leopard pounced on its prey.

Although he couldn't hear it, he still yelled: "Rush and kill, the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road!"

Driven by his roar, the commandos who were rushing forward along the rugged ravine also roared wildly like wild beasts:

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! Kill!"

"Come on!" Li Yunlong held a machete in his hand, tiptoed over the obstacles, and rushed to the road at the bottom of the mountain.

He is a lord who is unwilling to be lonely, and he will take the lead in every battle, and this time is naturally no exception.

Chen Hao yelled at him: "Hey, Captain Li, you don't think that after you rush down, they can leave a few little devils to fight with you, right?"

"It's too late, when you go down the mountain, you won't even be able to catch a devil's hair."

Li Yunlong raised his hand and waved it nonchalantly, and continued running down the mountain on tiptoe.

But the facts seem to confirm what Chen Hao said.

The commandos who rushed to the road first, like hot knives cutting butter, separated the devils silkily.

The third group attacked backwards, and the second group led by Zhang Dabiao charged directly at the enemies who had not entered the encirclement in the last quarter.

The dozen or so in front of them, the Ak [-] was almost becoming a heavy machine gun, the clips were fired one after another, the barrels were hot and smoking, and they were still spraying bullets.

The few people rushing in the first row emptied their magazines, stopped a little and replaced them with new magazines.

Those behind passed them and continued to charge and suppress the enemy.

Due to the narrowness of the road, those who followed were afraid of accidentally injuring the comrades in front, so they had very little chance to shoot, so they had to hold their guns and keep rushing forward.

The little devil had a bayonet cap on his hand, which looked like a poker stick compared to an automatic rifle.

Whether they were squatting, standing or lying down, they had at most one chance to shoot, and then they were smashed into a sieve by the overwhelming bullets.

Fight bayonet?

You don't think that Lao Tzu is holding an automatic rifle with enough bullets in the magazine, and he will fight the bayonet with you little devil, right?
play too!

All the shuttles fell down.

A battalion of soldiers rushing to the road behind the commando pulled the trigger and shot at the Japanese soldiers who were dazed by the rocket bombs and whose brains were still dazed and unresponsive.

The little devils often reported to their emperor before even raising their guns.

The enemy's counterattack is reduced by the naked eye.

It is not difficult to understand that on the unobstructed road, being bombarded by saturated coverage directly caused heavy casualties.

Before he could recover, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army rushed up with the Bayi bar that fired continuously.

Not even given time to react, let alone organize a counterattack.

Even the well-trained Japanese soldiers are still mortals. If a gun is shot down, he will still bleed and feel pain.

Hit to a fatal place and it's gone.

What if a shot misses the kill?
It's too simple, wouldn't it be solved with two more shots?After being beaten into a sieve, the little devil can't move back, right?
It was because the devils chased the guerrillas and stretched the formation too long, so there were a hundred or so people who didn't step into the ambush circle.

Under the organization of a Japanese officer wielding a command knife, these people set up light and heavy machine guns, and did not shy away from the possibility of injuring their own people. They fired at the rushing commando and temporarily blocked the way with firepower.

"Officer Devil is ruthless enough, it's a bit worth seeing." Chen Hao, who was holding a binoculars, became a little interested now.

He waved his hands at the rocket launcher squad erected not far away and shouted: "Aim at the wave of little devils at the foot of the mountain, and give me a f*cking blow."

In fact, the rocket launcher squad was already ready to launch, but because Li Yunlong was dragged away from the command post, he could not act rashly without an order.

Having received Chen Hao's order at this moment, they obeyed without hesitation, adjusted their orientation and aimed at the little devil's position, and fired a volley of 24 rounds.

One after another, in just ten seconds, the rockets spewed out a lot of smoke, and all rushed to the target.

"Amitabha, God bless." Chen Hao prayed in a low voice.

In an instant, all the blocking positions that the Japanese army had just established were engulfed in a sea of ​​explosions.

Wang Gensheng, who was lying on the ground, shot down two Type 200 heavy machine gunners [-] meters away with an AK[-] in his hand.

He counted the falling rockets, and counted silently for seven or eight seconds in his heart. Regardless of whether the last rocket fell or not, he got up and rushed up again shouting slogans: "When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, kill me!"

The commandos were well versed in this, and when the Japanese army was blown dizzy, they were like agile leopards, ejected and rushed straight to the enemy.

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