The War of Resistance

There were a total of four mortars, and they really rang "Boom" and "Boom" in Meihua Town.

As for the shooting of Zhuyuan, there was no need to adjust it at all. When the Japanese army first started attacking in the morning, Lu Cao ordered a mortar to conduct a test fire, and the shooting target was the forest north of Meihua Town.

That forest is the best preparatory position for the Japanese army to launch an attack north of Meihua Town, and of course the Japanese army cannot tolerate the Chinese army's mortar attack there, so after Lu Cao's mortar fired, they were also attacked by the Japanese army. Mortar counterattack.

At that time, the counterattack firepower of the Japanese army was naturally very fierce, but at that time the mortar pack of the 691st regiment had already been transferred.

In order to confuse the Japanese army, Lu Cao even ordered a few piles of firewood to be lit there, and the place became filled with smoke, and then for nearly a day, the mortars of the 691st regiment never sounded again!

As a result, the Japanese army took it for granted that the 691 regiment had no guns.

In the era of cold weapons, there is no shortage of such battles. One side is trapped in a dangerous city, and the besieging party is basking in the sun in a place under the city where bows and arrows cannot reach.

And now the Japanese army thinks the same.

The position of the woods was beyond the range of machine guns and rifles, and the mortars of the 691st regiment were silenced by them, so what did they have to worry about.

And Lu Cao was absolutely tolerant enough. He told the soldiers at the top of the city to use his flesh and blood, light and heavy machine guns, and rifles to shoot at the Japanese army and soldiers on the turret of the wall.

In this way, both the enemy and ourselves have their own victories.

The Chinese army is condescending, and the Japanese army is superior in firepower. In this way, although the 691 regiment has now suffered more than 400 casualties, the Japanese army has not lost much casualties.

Now the Japanese army saw that it was dusk, and their vigilance was getting lower and lower. In that forest, hundreds of Japanese soldiers were armed with guns and preparing to launch a new round of attacks, and the wounded who had been lifted from the battlefield It was also moaning in pieces in the open space of the woods.

But at this time, the mortar shells of the 691st regiment roared in!

Casualties depend not only on the density of artillery fire but also on the density of the target being bombed. There are not many shells, a total of 41 shells, but the four mortars of the 691 regiment bombed the forest with those 41 shells within two minutes Dust and dust were everywhere, and when the gunfire stopped, the corpses and wounded of the Japanese soldiers in the woods were already piled together!

In the end, Lu Cao spent most of the day's forbearance and the casualties of his soldiers in exchange for heavy losses for the Japanese army!

And at this time, not to mention how excited the defenders in Plum Blossom Town were, Shang Zhen who was hiding outside Plum Blossom Town to watch the battle had already cheered!

Even the little dustpan standing under the pile of firewood still imitated the movement of the mortar after the shelling was over,

"Hiss—" the little dustpan traced the trajectory of the mortar shell with its hands.

"Boom—" the little dustpan, like a ventriloquist, made another explosion sound.

"Ah—" Xiao Dupan yelled again, then fell straight on the ground to pretend to be the Japanese soldier who was killed by the bombing, and then he still shouted: "Don't disarm me, let alone take off my buttocks on the belt!"

With a sound of "coax", the soldiers who had gathered here earlier at this time were amused by the funnyness of the little dustpan and closed up.

The Chinese army has had enough of the powerful firepower of the Japanese army since the war of resistance against Japan.

It is said to use our flesh and blood to build a new Great Wall, but who is willing to use flesh and blood to bear the gunfire of the invaders?

Later generations said that a certain army could fight, and how many people were killed or injured in resisting the Japanese army, but just talking about casualties is not enough! Our main purpose is to defeat the Japanese invaders, if we talk about the ratio of war losses!

In matters of war, first talk about firearms, secondly tactics, and lastly talk about heroism.

If you don't talk about firearms or tactics, but only talk about bravery, then the sacrifice is too great!

How big will that sacrifice be? For example, during the capture of Pingjin by the Japanese army, the 29th Army recruited a group of student soldiers, the youngest of whom were only fourteen or fifteen years old. Several of them used a single gun. As a result, these student soldiers went to the battlefield to fight. Although they were heroic, they were also The damage was heavy!

Under the pile of firewood, everyone was so excited, and at this moment they heard a person in the yard ask timidly: "Why are you so happy?"

"Aren't you happy to blow up Gou Ri's little devil?" Hu Zhuzi answered directly when he heard the question in the yard.

It was only after he finished answering that he realized that the people who were asking questions should be ordinary people.

"You should be happy too! Those who were beaten to death were Japanese devils, not of the same species as us Chinese!" Hu Zhuzi said loudly.

When Hu Zhuzi talked to the people in the courtyard, the others naturally heard it and turned their heads to look over.

At this time, Old Mao Wang finally laughed and said: "I said we are half-talented, if you learn a little about Hu Zhuzi, Hu Zhuzi will be able to do anti-Japanese propaganda!"

"What?" Neither Chu Tian nor Chen Hanwen, who were called semi-scholars, understood. They couldn't figure out why Old Mao Wang shifted the topic to the two of them.

"Look at the joke you promoted, about the overthrow of Japanese imperialism, about the loss of the country, you don't understand at all, you see how down-to-earth what Hu Zhuzi said, what people are talking about is the Japanese and us Chinese? One kind, common people can understand it!" Wang Laomao said.

In this team, this was the Nth time that Chu Tian and Chen Hanwen were speechless by Wang Laomao, and the two of them didn't know how to answer for a while.

But at this time, a voice came from the yard again, and the voice sounded rather old: "Yes, the boss is right, the Japanese are not of the same species as us Chinese, it is best to kill all those bastards." Mile!"

Hearing the old man in the yard talk, Wang Laomao smiled and said: "Brother, for the sake of us fighting devils, can you let us come to your house to drink water?"

"Of course!" At this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open, and the old man who opened the door was the old man who scolded Shang Zhen for climbing the firewood pile.

"Oh, it's the first time I see my half-diaper talking to ordinary people like that." Little Dustpan snickered behind him.

"You little bastard, it's as if your godfather was always the kind of smug man!" Old Mao Wang scolded with a smile, and then ran to the courtyard. Also follow, that is to drink water.

Outside the house, only Shang Zhen on the firewood pile and two soldiers who stayed to observe the situation were naturally left.

There was no combat mission at first, so Wang Laomao chatted with the old man in the house, and more than an hour passed without knowing it, and at this moment, a soldier ran in outside and said, "Old Uncle Wang, go out quickly!" , there is a situation outside!"

As soon as they heard this, the people who were still in the house ran out.

At this time, Shang Zhen had already got off the firewood pile.

"This time there is trouble, a devil has come to us.

There are not many people who come to us, only about twenty people.

But there are more than a hundred devils behind them all facing the other side of the town, and they seem to want to surround the whole town!

Tell these families to leave as soon as possible, at least two days to escape, because there will be a war here soon. "Shang Zhen said.

As soon as Shang Zhen said that, Qian Chuaner and Qin Chuan ran back with two people, they needed to let the people go quickly.

After hearing what Shang Zhen said, all the soldiers understood that Shang Zhen was going to ambush the 20 or so Japanese soldiers who came over.

Since only twenty or so Japanese soldiers came over, this was the fat that was sent to their mouths, and it was impossible for Shang Zhen and the others not to eat it.

At the same time, it would be dark in another hour, not to mention that Shang Zhen and the others just took advantage of the darkness to escape, at least it would not be a problem to get rid of the Japanese army's pursuit.

But just when Shang Zhen and the others were about to find the ambush site, they heard noises coming from behind.

"We can't leave. If we leave, what should the Japanese do if they burn down our house?" It was the old lady who said.

"It's as if you are here, and you can take care of your house?" The answering voice sounded annoyed, it was Qian Chuan'er's voice, "Come on, let's not talk about the house if you don't leave~www. readwn.com~Your lives are gone! Your lives are gone, what's the use of having a house?"

"This is a house that we have worked so hard to build all our lives! You can't fight here!" The old lady's voice was full of tears.

No one knew what Qian Chuaner would say next, but Old Mao Wang was already in a hurry.

"Take a gun to force them to leave, there is no time to waste time, if you don't leave, it will be too late!" Old Mao Wang said angrily.

Old Mao Wang just turned his head when he said this, and he had a face-to-face meeting with the old man he had chatted with earlier.

The old man shivered with fright when he saw Old Mao Wang suddenly showing a fierce face.

"Oh, old brother, let's go, you don't know how ruthless the Japanese devils are, Qian Chuan'er drove them away with a gun!" Old Mao Wang saw the old man's fearful eyes and his heart softened, but then his heart hardened .

In fact, this is also Wang Laomao's consistent style.

In the words of the Northeast people, sometimes Wang Laomao can pretend to be a calf, but how do you know that Wang Laomao is not a Bodhisattva with thunderbolt means?