Chapter 470: The Feast of Killing (Part 8)

This was the first time that the three special forces had fought in the field with a heavily armed infantry squadron of Japanese troops.

Although the gap between the two sides is obvious in terms of numbers, they have no intention of calculating, and on the one hand, they have perfect field bunkers, and on the other hand, they can only lie on the mountain road and borrow pitiful stones to hide; On one side there are machine guns with an incredible rate of fire and plenty of ammunition, and even mortars, while on the other side there are only rifles.

Yes, whenever the Japanese grenadier squad showed their bodies and tried to take out the damned enemy fire point with their most reliable short-range cannons, they were always met with the most accurate bullets from the darkness, but in ten minutes, three pairs of the six main grenadier shooters died.

The three light machine guns carried in a hurry were directly beaten into slag by the terrible machine guns, and all the Japanese soldiers who dared to act as machine gun shooters became the ghosts of the machine guns. Around the three firing points, the corpses of the dead Japanese soldiers could almost be built into human bunkers.

In fact, the Japanese army did exactly that.

They used the corpses of their fallen comrades as sandbags and built improvised fortifications in front of the machine guns. Can you imagine the "Hitler chainsaw" spewing twenty bullets a second frantically on that pure meat fortification?

The real flesh and blood flew sideways, and the Japanese soldiers hiding behind the fortifications made of the corpses of their compatriots completely became a bloody man, not only flesh and blood. Even the most tenacious Japanese soldiers stayed in the hellish machine gun bunker for less than thirty seconds before they collapsed and threw away the machine gun, unable to pull the trigger again.

But Chen Yunfa has no scruples, since he saw the sad scene in Mijiayu Village, he no longer regards the Japanese invaders as human beings, he pulls the trigger without any burden, and a box of 3,000 rounds of ammunition is enough for him to squander.

The Japanese army, after twenty minutes of fighting, had nothing left except for the large number of people.

And what made them fall into despair was that the three enemy fire points on the opposite side were still stubbornly wielding the scythe of death, the machine gun with endless ammunition was terrifying, and the other two accurate and desperate rifles were even more terrifying.

Every time they fired a shot, one of their colleagues was bound to fall to the ground, and after the painful wail, only peace awaited them.

The Japanese troops on the frontal battlefield bravely and diligently fired at the enemy's three firing points, even if they suffered heavy casualties, they still did not give up. Like the 8th Division, they were extremely superstitious about outflanking their left and right flanks, and as long as the infantry squads on both flanks outflanked the enemy, they were sure to win the final victory.

It's a pity that they forgot that the entire Eighth Division was bloodied in front of the defense of the Independent Regiment, how could Liu Lang, who was already familiar with the Japanese army's routines, give them such an opportunity?

Braving the rain of bullets, the two squads of Japanese soldiers climbed up the hillside and went around the distance, and finally got around to the side of the hill where they could face the enemy, but they painfully found that they were blocked by a deep ravine.

The blocking positions of the Chinese were really well chosen.

Gritting his teeth and climbing down the ravine, what is even more tragic is that there are mines in the ravine, and the Japanese army, who is afraid of exposing their bodies and does not dare to use more flashlights, can see the small infantry mines unique to the independent regiment that merges with the darkness?

Liu Lang, who had already made up his mind to give the Japanese army a hard time, asked Chen Yunfa to carry nearly fifty infantry mines in the arsenal of this activity.

The two infantry squads were hit one after another, and even a panicked Japanese soldier stumbled and sat on the infantry mine, and no one could know the experience of the bullet body entering from the **, but seeing the howl of the unlucky guy, even the frontal Japanese soldiers who were still fighting with Chen Yunfa's machine gun a hundred meters away could really hear it, and they knew that it hurt, it really hurt.

The bullet body that penetrated ** into the soft abdominal cavity directly stirred up the internal organs of the Japanese army, and although it was cruel to die of pain, at least there was no need to be painful afterward.

The Japanese soldiers who were pierced through the soles of their feet and could no longer walk were in pain to the bone marrow, and it was almost impossible for them to climb up the three-meter-high ditch wall on their own, but what was the result of staying in the ditch?

Seeing the "black watermelon" falling from the sky, the Japanese soldiers who were slowing down their movements had "despair" written in all capital letters.

The target of the ravine thirty meters away was so obvious that the miserable howl of the Japanese invaders stepping on the mines proved that the fish had been hooked, and ten of the twenty grenades were thrown by Chen Yunfa in one go.

At great sacrifices, a squad of forty infantry, which had painstakingly rounded the ravine on the enemy's right flank, was killed by ten grenades and nearly twenty more people. Of the remaining 20 or so people who were lucky enough not to die, at least 10 of them stepped on infantry mines and were basically incapacitated.

The Japanese squad leader was wise enough not to continue the attack on the target, nor to send soldiers to support the retreat of his wounded colleagues, but instead directly led the soldiers of an infantry detachment close to the ravine in the direction away from the battlefield.

Yes, retreated, commonly known as running away.

This is also the only combat unit with a casualty rate of less than 80 percent after the battle of the 32nd Infantry Squadron of the 19th Infantry Wing, which was called the Battle of Black Mountain Ridge by the Kwantung Army, and fell into Liu Lang's trap.

Although the "wise" lieutenant named Aso Ono tried to defend himself in a court-martial, abandoning the wounded soldiers in order to save the lives of more Imperial warriors, he was still sentenced to ten years in prison.

But he survived after all, and even decades later, as an anti-fascist fighter, he was able to come to the place where he left ten wounded soldiers in the name of Montenegro to mourn his compatriots who died there.

The Japanese infantry squad on the left flank was not so good, although they did not encounter a grenade attack, they encountered a presence that was even more terrifying than a grenade.

Have you ever seen a man wielding a mortar barrel a meter long and weighing seventy kilograms like a toothpick, and using a thick base as a weapon?

This Japanese squad of more than 40 Japanese soldiers was fortunate enough to meet it.

No object could stop the blow of the steel plate with its own weight of 70 kilograms plus the strength of Liu Lang's arms of nearly 200 kilograms, the gun blocked the gun, the person blocked the rotten, and the absolute power caused absolute death.

What's even more terrifying is that the figure with terrifying power is still flexible like a monkey, even if it is a very fat monkey. Even if the Japanese soldiers, who finally fell into despair, did not care about the lives of their comrades and shot in the dark, and shot and shot again, the final result was ----- Japanese with the screams of their compatriots in various tones.

In fact, in the dark, the demon in their hearts, at the moment when the gun rang out, took the mortar's base covered with flesh and blood as a cover, trying to shrink their bodies and hide in the darkness.

In the chaos of guns, even if it is as strong as Liu Lang, he does not dare to be strong.

When the gunfire gradually thinned out, Liu Lang began to kill again, but this time he was not so violent, and the three-edged military stab became the last few Japanese soldiers who wanted to escape.

In the end, according to the investigation of the Japanese army, only 14 soldiers died from violence with two different cold weapons, while as many as 28 soldiers died in the indiscriminate shooting of their own compatriots.

The ravine at night caused Liu Lang to kill the highest number of enemies alone.

In the end, when the Japanese reinforcements finally arrived two hours later, Liu Lang and the three had already run away without a trace, but the 39th Infantry Squadron suffered heavy casualties, with 119 killed and 60 seriously wounded, and the casualty rate reached a terrible 90 percent.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but they can't, and if it weren't for the reinforcements running fast enough, the Japanese army would have reason to believe that those terrible enemies would kill all the wounded soldiers, and there would never be any mercy.

The nearly seventy corpses in the ravines on the left and right flanks are the best evidence.