Chapter 62: The Art of Ambush (6)
Tang Cheng is now like a rich man who doesn't care about spending money, and the grenades drawn in arcs are constantly smashed into the pile of Japanese puppet soldiers, and the incessant explosions cheer up the sunspots and old northeast on the other side of the road, and the already precarious defense line miraculously regains its vitality, and the weakening gunfire becomes fierce again.
It is impossible for the Mitsui squadron to not fight back after being beaten, an officer under Mitsui Yuo is holding a telescope and measuring the shooting of Zhu Yuan, and Tang Cheng, who is worried that it will attract Japanese bombardment, can only keep moving its position, but it does not give the other party a chance to lock himself. Tang Cheng, regardless of the quality, smashed out more than a dozen grenades in one go, and only then did he weaken the speed of the catapult grenade, one was that he had to keep moving his position, and the other was that there were not many grenades in his backpack.
As soon as Tang Cheng's side slowed down the speed of the bombardment, the Mitsui squadron under the roadbed seized the opportunity to directly turn the barrels of the grenadiers and hit the grenades that were ready for bombardment at the attackers' positions on the opposite side. When Heizi and Lao Dongbei, who were hiding in the hole, were still wondering, a large piece of grenade was thrown over the roadbed and smashed at them, and in the face of the splashing and spinning shrapnel, Kuroko and Lao Dongbei could only honestly retract their bodies into the hole.
As soon as the explosion sounded, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers and dozens of traitors in civilian clothes rushed to the roadbed, threatening to kill them in hand-to-hand combat. "No, they were targeting heavy machine guns on the road." Or the battlefield experience of the old Northeast discovered the purpose of the Japanese puppet army, the ambush just began, the Mitsui squadron that was caught off guard by the attack only cared about escaping from the roadbed, but left their two heavy machine guns in the pile of corpses on the road, I thought that these Japanese puppet troops who killed on the road were here to find them desperately, but who knew that they plunged into the pile of corpses to carry the two heavy machine guns.
Lao Dongbei, who came back to his senses, shouted, "Throw the grenade", then bit off the string of the grenade with his teeth, and then threw it vigorously. The sunspot also came back to his senses, and threw grenades immediately behind Lao Northeast, more than a dozen grenades flew onto the road, and the continuous explosions made those Japanese puppet army ghosts cry wolf howls, and the fart and urine rolled down the road. Kuroko and Lao Tohoku's machine guns also continued to fire, and the barrage that roared onto the road killed several Japanese soldiers who were still dragging their heavy machine guns in a pool of blood.
"Brothers, kill Lao Tzu and fight them closely." On a whim, Lao Dongbei completely forgot Tang Cheng's explanation, directly took off his upper military uniform, jumped out of the hole with the remaining soldiers under his bare shoulders, crawled under the roadbed, and felt the grenade waiting for a suitable opportunity. "Throwing" to pull off the grenade's pull ring, Lao Dongbei They also deliberately let the grenade stay in their hands for a few seconds, and then threw it vigorously towards the roadbed.
"Boom" and "boom" The fire and smoke suddenly appeared, and with the cover of the smoke, the bold and careful old Northeast was the first to turn over and rush onto the road, dragging a heavy machine gun left by the Japanese army back under the roadbed. "He's really unlucky, he only cares about the machine gun, but he takes the bullet." Lao Dongbei, who was pressed by the bullets from the opposite side, could only lie on the ground and cursed uncontrollably, but he had no bullets when he had a heavy machine gun, and the heavy machine gun that he finally snatched back became a pile of scrap metal that was in the way.
The embarrassed old Northeast took his men and dragged the heavy machine gun back to the original ambush position, and once again formed a confrontation with the Japanese puppet army on the roadbed. In the face of Kuroko's accurate shooting, Mitsui's squadron, which had to snatch back the heavy machine gun, could only send people to rush onto the road again and again, and time passed minute by minute, and wave after wave of attacks had been carried out several times under the threat of Mitsui Yuo, who was already mad with a katana.
Fortunately, before the ambush, Tang Cheng prepared enough bullets for Kuroko and them, plus the machine guns of Kuroko and Lao Dongbei could just form crossfire, and the Mitsui squadron, which did not have heavy weapons, could not rush to the road to grab their heavy machine guns for the time being. Counting the wounded and the number of deaths since the beginning of the war, the Mitsui squadron, which had more than 200 people at the time of departure, now has less than 120 people still gasping, and almost half of the wounded.
The Mitsui squadron has suffered two-thirds of the casualties, and the traitors in plainclothes who came to fight have also suffered a lot of casualties, and the traitors in plainclothes have taken the lead in several consecutive charges, and the 200 traitors in plainclothes can still continue to fight only a few hundred, but many of the traitors in plainclothes who lie that they are injured are indiscriminate and cowardly and afraid of death.
The casualties of the Japanese puppet army were not small, and the sunspots and old northeast who were against them were not very good, Tang Cheng assigned 20 soldiers of the second company to each of them, and the battle was at this point, only 21 of the 40 soldiers of the second company were still alive, especially the machine gunners of the sunspot and the old northeast, which had already changed several times. Lao Dongbei, who went crazy when he saw blood, was also injured, a bullet cut off a piece of flesh from Lao Dongbei's right arm, and every time he pulled the trigger and shot, Lao Dongbei grinned in pain.
From the beginning of the ambush to now, almost ten minutes have passed, and Tang Cheng, who is cruising in the periphery, is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he can't even intervene now. He wanted to use the grenadier to provide long-range fire support for the sunspots, but the Japanese army on the opposite side also had grenadiers, and he had to change places once he hit it, otherwise he would be blown into minced meat by the Japanese grenadiers, and one of his riflemen was torn to pieces by the Japanese grenadiers because he was a little slow when he moved.
The machine gun on the side of the Land Temple could still cause some damage to the Japanese puppet army under the roadbed at first, but the people used some dead Japanese puppet army corpses to build a bunker, and the machine gun on the side of the Land Temple continued to fire only Lang Fei bullets, Tang Cheng was anxious. "Lao Jiu, give you two light machine guns, give you a few more people, immediately go to the dry grass ditch to ambush, bring enough bullets, let's ambush them again in the dry grass ditch." This battle could not be fought, and Tang Cheng, who was forced to be helpless, began to think of a new plan.
"Blow the whistle and tell Kuroko and the old northeast to retreat." Tang Cheng stayed on the side of the Land Temple with the remaining light machine gun to provide cover fire for the retreating sunspots. Tang Cheng just estimated the casualties of the Japanese puppet army, the 400-strong Japanese puppet army should not be able to continue fighting more than 300 people, it is impossible to fight Macheng with manpower at this point, and the only option for the Japanese army is to retreat the original way, otherwise they can only be consumed here alive.
After a fierce battle, the two sides suffered casualties on each other, and the Japanese army was unable to attack Macheng again, and they could not eat them, so if they were the commander of the Japanese army, I am afraid that they would also choose to retire and recuperate. Tang Cheng had no trumpeters, and the herald in charge of the herald only had a bamboo whistle, and when the terrible whistle sounded, Heizi and Lao Dongbei relaxed their frowns as if relieved, and slowly retreated with their own surviving subordinates.
Seeing this, the Mitsui squadron, which was also forced to lose its breath, immediately organized people to go to the highway to snatch back the remaining heavy machine gun, but unfortunately when they set up the heavy machine gun, the sunspot had already withdrawn. Seeing that the Japanese puppet army did not pick up the cheap, Tang Cheng, who was hiding on the side of the Land Temple, also changed its position, "You go and tell the platoon commander, just tell them to watch the Japanese army from a distance, no longer have to exchange fire with the Japanese army, if the Japanese army continues to attack Macheng, tell them to withdraw to the city to rest, if the Japanese army retreats, ask them to organize a defensive line here and wait for us to come back." ”
After carefully explaining a few words to the heralds, Tang Cheng took the soldiers on the side of the Land Temple in a circle and moved in the direction of the dry grass ditch. Tang Cheng only had a dozen people available around him, but he had two Japanese-style light machine guns and more than 2,000 rounds of Arisan rifle cartridges, plus the remaining bullets from Czech light machine guns and flower machine machine guns, which was enough for Tang Cheng and a dozen of them to fight another ambush against the Japanese army in Dry Grass Valley. The attackers suddenly stopped their attack and chose to retreat, confusing the suspicious Yuo Mitsui, who would not have chosen to retreat if he had commanded the ambush.
"Shaozuo, you see, there seem to be only a dozen people in the Zhina army that attacked us, should we catch up and kill them?" The officer under Mitsui who commanded the grenadier handed the binoculars to Mitsui, who half-incredulously picked up the binoculars and looked forward, and a dozen figures appeared in his sight. I turned the telescope and looked at the Land Temple, and a few running figures came into view, and the enemy had fully retreated.
Looking left and right at the soldiers holding their rifles under the roadbed, Mitsui Yuo was full of bitterness, and before he saw the gate of Macheng, his squadron suffered more than two-thirds of the casualties, even if he went to Macheng, what could he do, and the Mitsui squadron, which had only one-third of its strength left, could not defeat Macheng. "Let's go back to Huoshan to rest, Macheng won't go." In just one sentence, Mitsui Yuo said almost word by word, he couldn't accept failure, but this sentence meant that he failed.
Tang Cheng, who was moving towards the withered grass ditch, didn't have time to think about this, he was thinking about hurrying to the withered grass ditch now, and then find a suitable place for an ambush, if there was still time, maybe he could rest for a while. The people who returned to the city to move troops did not return for a long time, and Tang Cheng knew that Sun Liansheng had made a bad deal, and he couldn't rely on others, and he had to rely on Erlian to solve the matter himself. chose to ambush them for the second time in the dry grass ditch when the Japanese puppet army retreated, to be honest, Tang Cheng didn't have a bottom in his heart, in the end, he only had a dozen people available, almost a one-to-twenty ratio of troops, and no one dared to say that he would win.
"Grenades, bury all the grenades, half on the road and one under the roadbed, let's set a big trap for the little devil." Tang Cheng, who was tired and almost out of breath, finally rushed to the dry grass ditch, and after meeting with the two machine guns that came before, Tang Cheng couldn't take a break, and hurriedly urged to plant a mine on the mountain road in the ambush area.