The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1956: The First Ambush I've Seen (Part )

There were more than twenty Japanese soldiers' bodies on the mountain road, and they were particularly conspicuous on the road like dead reptiles.

The Japanese army's offensive method of using their own people as human shields may be correct.

If they continue fighting like this, they probably won't have to send people to the front anymore because the corpses will be enough.

But for the Japanese army, this was a shame, so they continued to fire, and even the heavy machine guns made "dong dong dong" and "dong dong dong" sounds. The top of Wujiaopo Mountain was once again covered with dust.

When the Japanese shelling ended, the members of District Squad naturally had to check our casualties.

Unfortunately, a Japanese artillery shell landed in a pit, and the soldiers of the three district teams hiding there were killed.

"At the beginning, I told you to dig a small hole in there with your bayonet! But you didn't dig it!

What did you do when we were fighting the Japanese? Each person only fired one shot. If you had the time, couldn't you just dig a hole in the pit wall?" Captain Zhang of the District Squadron shouted in pain.

The district squad was not even considered a main force, so they naturally lacked experience in positional warfare. They also had limited tools, such as bayonets, so they did not dig anti-artillery holes in a timely manner.

To be honest, the Japanese Type 92 infantry gun was not really a heavy artillery piece. If a small hole big enough to hide a person was dug in the pit, at least they would be able to rest easy against the Japanese artillery fire.

"Comrades, you must obey orders. All our disciplines are lessons learned from blood!" Wang Chuan also shouted at this time to support Captain Zhang's order.

After he finished speaking, he added: "Whoever has grenades, give them all to us. We will take them to the front and use them."

Just as Big Stupid said before, since the Japanese didn't expect that they could throw the grenade so far, they would have to deal a ruthless blow to the Japanese this time.

"Is there anyone else wearing a hat? Give us the hat, we need to make some fake targets!" Qian Chuan'er also shouted.

Finally, Qian Chuaner, Wang Chuan, and Bian Xiaolong brought two district squads of soldiers to transport the grenades and hand grenades they had collected to the other side of the ditch.

The district squad did not have many grenades, and those grenades were "made in the border area" and were produced by the Eighth Route Army Arsenal itself.

Qian Chuan'er didn't have much hope for such a grenade, as long as it could explode!

There were fifteen or sixteen grenades in total. They were thrown when the Japanese army attacked the front of the deep ditch last night. The Japanese soldiers on the other side of the ditch were killed by the intensive firepower of the box guns.

At that time, while it was still dark, some brave soldiers from the district team crossed the ditch and collected the items from the Japanese soldiers' corpses. Of course, they also brought back guns and ammunition.

It is difficult for people in later generations to imagine the desire for weapons among the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians at that time.

Facts have proved that broadswords, red tasseled spears, and relying on numbers to fight the Japanese invaders with bayonets are still possible, but if you want to truly eliminate more Japanese invaders, you still need weapons.

Soon, Qian Chuaner and his friends met up with Da Laoben in front.

This time they made a specific division of labor. Da Laoben was responsible for throwing grenades, Wang Chuan was responsible for lookout, and Qian Chuaner led the soldiers from the two district teams to create false targets for the Japanese army.

"Can you do this like it?" A soldier saw Qian Chuaner put the hat next to a stone.

"There's no other way. We are in this situation now. It's better to release them than not. It will always attract the attention of the Japanese." Qian Pin'er was also helpless. No matter how bad the conditions were, he had to fight the Japanese and had to make do with what he had.

"Put the hat over there and let's stay away!" Qian Chuan'er did not forget to remind the two soldiers.

Everything was arranged, everyone was in their positions, and began to wait for the Japanese army to attack again.

But this time they had to wait a little longer. Just when Wang Chuan, who was in charge of lookout, finally saw a Japanese soldier showing up at the foot of the mountain, artillery fire suddenly rang out from the front. This time, the shells hit directly just a few dozen meters in front of them.

In the midst of the loud explosion, shrapnel and small rocks and stone chips flew everywhere, and the ears were filled with a clanging sound.

"Hide quickly, I should have thought that the Japanese would fire artillery here this time!" Qian Chuan'er shouted.

The people trapped in the rocky crater in front of the ditch quickly jumped down from the rocks.

Fortunately, they knew where to hide from the artillery in advance, and just as they hid, the Japanese artillery shells flew over. The artillery shells hitting rocks and hitting the ground are different. At the moment of the explosion, the small stones flew everywhere, and some of them bounced like ricochets, bounced onto the rocks, and then reflected back.

Although the Japanese army only fired three shots in total, a squad of soldiers still shouted loudly during the last shot.

Qian Chuan'er, who was right next to the soldier, saw the soldier jumping up while holding the back of his head, and hurriedly shouted, "If you're not dead, lie there and don't move!"

The soldier also listened to the advice and lay down again in the smoke of the explosion, but his hand was still covering the back of his head.

Seeing that the Japanese army stopped firing, Qian Chuanwang crawled over and said, "Take your hands away and let me see what happens."

The soldier quickly took his hand away, and Qian Chuaner saw blood flowing out from between the soldier's fingers.

He looked at the soldier's wound again. Although it was bleeding, it was obviously just a flesh wound. He smiled and said, "It's okay. You are a tough guy!"

The sound of Japanese artillery stopped, and the people nearby came over when they saw that there were injured people here.

At this time, another soldier asked Qian Chuan'er curiously: "He was bombed, why didn't you let him move?"

“The scholar in our battalion said that no two shells could hit the same place, so when the veterans were hiding from artillery fire, they would sometimes hide in shell craters.

It’s hard to tell whether it’s true or not, but we veterans all do this anyway.” Qian Chuan’er replied.

Then he asked the second soldier, "Are you scared when the shell exploded just now?"

"It's not the first time. I'm not afraid of it after so many explosions." The soldier replied.

"You are ambitious and better than me. I am just afraid of cannons!" Qian Chuaner laughed.

"Don't people say that new soldiers are afraid of cannons and old soldiers are afraid of guns?" At this time, Bian Xiaolong added a sentence.

"Come on! We are in this shabby place. Hearing the shells coming, where can you hide?" Qian Chuan'er said disapprovingly.

"You are just arguing!" Bian Xiaolong responded dissatisfiedly.

"Why should I argue? Bian Xiaofeng, you've been with us for quite some time. Do you see how often our people charge into battle? It's always others who charge while we hide aside and shoot!" Qian Chuaner said with a smile.

"You money-grubber, you are not allowed to call me Bian Xiaofeng." Bian Xiaolong said angrily.

"A woman is a woman. If you were a man, would your husband still want you?" Qian Chuaner curled his lips.

Among the soldiers in Shang Zhen’s camp, few dared to call Bian Xiaolong "Bian Xiaofeng", but these veterans were not included.

Seeing that Qian Chuan'er was talking about something irrelevant, Bian Xiaolong was about to glare at him, but he saw that their eldest son, Da Laoben, hid in the small open space behind the rock in a very strange way.

What's so weird about Big Stupid?

He was wearing a boxer cross-body and only a pair of shorts that revealed his hairy calves. In his right hand, he was holding his trousers, which he had already taken off and rolled up. The trousers made his balls look very heavy.

"Why are you dressed like this, Big Stupid?" Bian Xiaolong asked the question that everyone was wondering.

"You can't throw a grenade far from above, I have to throw it from below." replied Big Stupid.

After he said this, the others understood that Big Stupid had put all the grenades and hand grenade into his trouser leg.

Come to think of it, when they come to deliver grenades, it will be enough for everyone to take a few.

But now it all fell into the hands of Da Laoben, and he couldn't handle it by himself, so he simply took off his pants and used them as a sack.