Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 536 Hand-to-hand combat?That is impossible
"Boom boom boom!" The sound of shell explosions continued in the ambush circle, and the basin where the Japanese army was located was full of flames.

Faced with such intensive artillery fire, the little devil was directly stunned, and the accompanying four [-]-type infantry guns and heavy machine guns never came and were unloaded from the pack horse.

In the headquarters, Zhou Weihan listened to the sound of shelling, his face was heavy. Originally, Zhou Weihan wanted to set up the headquarters on a high ground near the battlefield, but Zhao Gang didn’t agree anyway. Now it’s better, he can only sit in the headquarters and listen to the battlefield It was a lively fight over there.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Zhou Weihan picked up the receiver: "Hello!"

"Detachment Captain, our artillery battalion has been shelling for a full ten minutes now, and each artillery has already fired two basic shells. If we continue to shoot, the little devils will be turned into meat paste. Should we stop the shelling?" Chen Feng's tone was slightly excited, he didn't feel sorry for the shells, but Jing Dagang mentioned to Chen Feng before the battle that the infantry must eat some meat.

The base number for the artillery battalion is 15 shells, so 720 shells were fired in ten minutes.

Zhou Weihan pondered for a while, and immediately said: "Stop the shelling immediately!"

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Weihan couldn't sit still any longer, and said to Zhao Gang: "I'm going to the front line, do you want to go?"

"Go, of course!" Although the battle was not over yet, Zhao Gang also knew that Zhou Weihan could not be stopped, so he could only accompany him.

Xing Zhiguo on the side never objected to what Zhou Weihan said, and the three of them rushed directly to the battlefield with a company of guards.

At the same time, both Jing Dagang and Wu Qin were conducting battlefield training.

In front of Jing Dagang stood more than a hundred soldiers drawn from each company, all holding various types of submachine guns, mainly flower organs.

In the Tainan Military Region, there are two established units that use submachine guns, one is Dong Jiang's reconnaissance company, and the other is the military region's security company.

In the main regiments, submachine guns are also used. Some soldiers in the regiment's guard company use submachine guns, followed by the deputy squad leader of some infantry squads or the leader of a three-person team.

"Comrades, you should all know that the gang of little devils who are fighting with us was invited by the old devil Neji Gangmura from outside the customs. They are some kind of **** divisions, the elite of the Japanese army's elite!"

This time the political commissar is no longer around, and Jing Dagang no longer has so many scruples: "Damn, I fight the elite. We fought the 108th Division, the [-]st Division, and the [-]th Division. Then, I have to weigh and weigh the level of the little devil in the Class A division, he is still invulnerable with two shoulders and one head on his shoulders?"

"Regimental Commander, let's tell the Artillery Battalion quickly. We'll be harvesting corn when we go up!" said the guard company commander of the first regiment who was also the captain of the commando regiment this time. .

"Yes, Commander!" The rest of the commando soldiers responded immediately.

"Bullshit, if I'm good at talking, I'm still arguing with you?" Jing Dagang glared, "I want you to fight hand-to-hand with little devils with bayonets, but let's not do such stupid things!"

While speaking, the sound of shelling suddenly stopped, and a slight smile appeared on Jing Dagang's face: "Get ready!"

More than a hundred commando soldiers pulled the bolts, and an invisible murderous aura spread out.

On the battlefield, the smoke from the explosion of the shells gradually dissipated. In the ambush circle, there were messy stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the blood stained the ground red.

Although there was a lot of movement on the battlefield, the main damage came from shelling and heavy machine guns. Rifles and light machine guns played a role in the beginning, but as the smoke from the shelling filled the air, the effect was greatly reduced.

This group of Kwantung Army was worthy of being the elite among the devils. After the smoke cleared, many surviving devils got up from the bomb craters, or crawled out from under the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, and tried to gather troops to resist.

As the loud charge horn sounded all around, the soldiers of the first and third regiments on both sides of the ambush circle stood up suddenly with rifles in their hands.

"Kill!"

"Comrades, go!"

More than [-] soldiers in groups of three and three rushed towards the battlefield from both sides. At the same time, about [-] little devils who were still able to move gathered in one place.

Facing the Eighth Route Army that was several times larger, even though it was covered by artillery fire before, the little devil's will to fight was not disintegrated. On the contrary, one of the little devil's officers still shouted ghostly: "Warriors, let these Chinese people taste the imperial army." Hand-to-hand combat is amazing!"

"Boarder!"

In the eyes of these little devils, one healthy soldier can kill three Chinese soldiers, and three or five soldiers can kill an infantry squad together.

At this time, although these little devils were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they were not afraid at all. It was bound to give the Eighth Route Army a taste of bayonet fighting.

The soldiers of the first and third regiments held their rifles and strode forward. The distance between the two sides was less than [-] meters at this time, and the short soldiers were about to be handed over in a blink of an eye.

Two or three little devils leaning against each other even slightly raised the hanging bayonet, with a look of eagerness on their faces.

Unexpectedly, the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the opposite side had a mocking expression on their faces, and then the formation separated to the two sides. On each side, a team with submachine guns appeared in front of the Japanese army, and the soldiers with rifles stayed behind. guard.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the surrounded little devil, and a devil's second lieutenant on the opposite side felt that the hairs all over his body stood up when he saw this scene.

"idiot!"

"Nani!" The little devil who was screaming just now turned pale.

The little devils were all ready for hand-to-hand combat, but unexpectedly the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was so ignorant of martial arts, hiding the soldiers with submachine guns in the charging army, and did not reveal their figures until the distance between the two sides was less than fifty meters.

Zhou Weihan has always admired a saying, if you are poor, you will have tactical interludes, and if you are rich, you will be able to cover firepower.

In comparison, the Tainan Military Region has always been very rich, and it has always been able to cover firepower without short-handed handover in wars. It can reduce the casualties of soldiers, which is what Zhou Weihan wants to see.

"Da da da!" Intensive gunshots sounded.

Those who can use submachine guns are all veterans, and they have always been extremely accurate in short-point shooting. The little devils who rushed forward fell to the ground one after another, and they were all shot in vital parts.

The blood mist rising from the battlefield seemed to be telling a scene that the little devil claimed to be tragic.

"Ka Ka Ka!" The sound of empty guns from magazines sounded, and the soldiers of the commando retreated into the crowd one after another.

On the battlefield, there were more than a hundred little devils rushing over under the cover of their colleagues in front.

The soldiers guarding the commando team had long been simmering with anger. Seeing that it was finally their turn to eat meat, they rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred little devils were completely submerged in the crowd.

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(End of this chapter)