Although the command of the 44th Wing of the Japanese Army was defeated, Sima Feng did not have half a point of joy in his heart. The subordinates who almost killed and injured the embers made him hate his carelessness. It's just a change in form, but it doesn't have time for him to be sad. Outside the tent, a soldier on guard shouted, "Company commander, the devils are starting to fight back." There was probably a squadron of troops, and there was infantry artillery and heavy machine gun cover. ”

As if to verify the soldier's words, as soon as his words fell, a few shells fell around the headquarters of the original 44th Wing. With the explosion of this shell, more shells hit. The explosion of shells that fell one after another almost blew the tent away.

Hearing the violent explosion of shells around him from time to time, Sima Feng didn't care about the gauze that had not been wrapped around his arm, and picked up the submachine gun and walked out. It's just that before he took two steps, he suddenly stopped the correspondent who was following him, and stuffed the seized codebook into his arms: "You go back immediately, report the situation here to the regiment commander, and give him this codebook." ”

This communicator, who has been following Sima Feng since he became the company commander, looked at the codebook stuffed over, and heard that Sima Feng wanted him to withdraw first, but he shook his head and said: "Company commander, I'm not leaving, I want to be with you." The instructor and deputy company commander died, and so many brothers in the whole company were sacrificed. You stay here to avenge them, and I will not leave. ”

Seeing that his young correspondent didn't want to leave, Sima Feng said angrily: "What are you talking about? Do you know how important this codebook is? Isn't that what we're calling in? If you don't send them away, aren't those comrades-in-arms sacrificing in vain? You're young, you're short, and you're small. You don't give this codebook to anyone. ”

Speaking of which, looking at this correspondent, who was already dying of cold and hunger when he was picked up by himself on the march, and who had been following him since he was rescued, Sima Feng's tone softened again. Although he is already a veteran with half a year of military experience, he is only sixteen years old after all, and he is still a half-old child. If my father and mother were here, I'm afraid that they would still be studying at this age, and they wouldn't have gone to the battlefield so early anyway.

The main force is still fighting fiercely with the Japanese army in the rear, and it is not known when the Japanese army will be defeated. Having broken into the interior of the Japanese defenses, he was now alone. The devil came with a squadron, but there were only about twenty people left around him and the lightly wounded who could still move.

Compared with the two sides, there is a huge disparity in both strength and firepower. If the main force can't be reinforced in a short time, I'm afraid that I and this small army will all die here. He asked the little correspondent to go back first on the grounds of sending the seized codebook, thinking that he was still young and had a long way to go, so he should not be sacrificed here.

Thinking of this, Sima Feng touched the correspondent who heard the company commander insist on driving him away, and tears flowed out of his eyes, and after stuffing the code book into the arms of his military uniform, he helped him fasten the buttons. After doing this, he sighed and said, "You are now a soldier, and you must obey orders." Besides, the main force has already hit behind him, and he can reinforce it with words. We're just holding back this Japanese army here, and it's not going to be a big deal. ”

"This codebook is very important for the chief to command the next battle, so it must be sent back in advance. You must ensure that this codebook is safely handed over to the regimental commander. I believe in the task I gave you, not to drive you away. If you're worried about us, you'll be following us when the main force comes in. Go ahead, remember that even if you climb, you have to get it safely to the head of the regiment. ”

Although he was still reluctant to part with the company commander, under Sima Feng's persuasion, the communicator, who also knew the importance of this password, finally raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Company commander, don't worry, I will definitely send this password to the regiment commander." You must wait for me. ”

Hearing that he was still a little childish, Sima Feng patted him on the shoulder, smiled bitterly, pushed him out of the tent, and said to him, "Go quickly." I'm here and waiting for you to come back. Don't worry, if you don't come, we won't go either. On the way back, especially when passing through the battlefield, you must be careful, and your eyes should be sharp, so as not to be injured by stray bullets. Also, now that the two armies are intertwined, be careful not to let the devils catch them. ”

After that, Sima Feng picked up his submachine gun and walked to his brothers who were using a few big stones outside the Japanese headquarters as cover to block the Japanese counterattack without looking back.

Looking at the Japanese troops who were getting closer and closer, Sima Feng glanced back at the communicator who was running back quickly along the route he rushed into, and then turned his head to the brothers around him and said, "Put the devil in the fight, and you are not allowed to shoot at a distance of less than 50 meters." The grenadiers had to knock out the devil's light machine guns, and the rifles were aimed at their officers. Everyone should pay attention to saving bullets. ”

Everyone is a veteran who has fought at least one battle, and everyone knows Sima Feng's orders very well, so no one has any objections. It's just that the machine gunner who came over from a guard company lying next to Sima Feng looked at the formation opened by the devil and the dense skirmish line discharged, and said with some confusion: "I said Sima Company Commander, the momentum of this little devil is wrong." ”

"Even if we take out their headquarters, it won't be so crazy. This skirmish line is dense, and those with good marksmanship can shoot two eyes with one shot. The little devils are very tactical, and they didn't make such a dense skirmish line until the critical moment. Now that I put on this formation, I'm afraid I'm going to be desperate. ”

Regarding the abnormality of the devil in front of him, Sima Feng also discovered it. It's just that he didn't care too much. No matter how many Japanese troops come and what formation they put in, they will all be fought. Since you have to fight, you still care about what you do. Besides, isn't it better to have a denser line of little devils? Just enough to use the power of the submachine gun you have at hand.

The veteran was not wrong. The headquarters was knocked out, and it can be said that Kawama Majitaro, who fled in the wilderness, is indeed going to fight hard. Kawama Majitaro had already escaped, and although he lost his headquarters, he didn't have the idea of desperately. If the headquarters is lost, just find another place to reset it. In the case that the strength of the force has been used to the extreme, he will not adjust his overall deployment for the sake of a small army of more than twenty or thirty people.

But when all the people who were left behind to block and cover his breakthrough, the only one who ran back alive, covered in blood, reported that he almost didn't pass out on the spot. Radios, passwords, and field telephone exchanges were not snatched out. In other words, I lost all the communication tools with my superiors and subordinates.

Without the radio station and password, I would be completely blind and deaf. That is, it was impossible to communicate with the 3rd Cavalry Brigade, and it was impossible to communicate with the Lin Fang detachment. Even if they couldn't call for support, they couldn't get any operational guidance. Although each infantry brigade has its own radio station, it is too small in power to communicate over long distances, and there is no password for each other.

And the field telephone exchange was lost, and the field telephone became a possibility. The adversary didn't even have to cut his own telephone lines to let all his field phones be scrapped. Kawama Mataro sadly discovers that he has now become the commander of the light pole in addition to the last squadron around him.

As the captain of the Great Zuo United, he knows better that the loss of the codebook does not simply mean that he has lost contact with the outside world and his subordinates. If these codes fall into the hands of those anti-Manchurian forces, they will bring mortal danger to themselves and their allies.

He realized that if he did not recapture the headquarters and recapture the code book and the field telephone exchange, he would lose contact with the outside world and even his own troops. It is more clear that this codebook involving the contact with Jiamusi's Fourth Division and the surrounding friendly forces is dangerous to lose Kawama Malletaro, and at this time he can't care about the way back.

Having recovered from the blow, he immediately concentrated all the forces he could concentrate and threw the last squadron at hand into battle. The squadron leader was ordered to retrieve the password as soon as possible.

In order to regain the codebook as much as possible, Kawama Malletaro can be described as a desperate gamble. In addition to concentrating all the forces that could be concentrated, the only two infantry guns that survived the intense artillery fire at the beginning of the battle were also put into battle.

He was ordered by him to recapture the squadron leader who had lost his command within fifteen minutes, although he complained a little about the blind commander. Fifteen minutes to recapture the headquarters, he really dared to think about it. If the other party is so easy to fiddle with, how did you Kawama Hammer Taro Osa be chased to me like a rabbit?

It's just that he complains in his heart, but he doesn't dare to show it. In order to fulfill the task assigned by Kawama Daisa, this squadron leader, who had been deployed at the end of the entire wing combat sequence and had not seen the previous battle situation, simply adopted the pig-swooping tactics used by the Japanese army as soon as he came up. Try to use multiple echelons, multiple batches of attacks in turn, as much as possible to break through the opponent's blockage.

This tactic of the Japanese army was the tactic used by the Japanese army when fighting in the Guannai to deal with the anti-Japanese armed forces that could only use rifles as their main weapon after their light and heavy machine guns were destroyed by Japanese aircraft, artillery, or grenadiers. The rifle has a slow rate of fire and needs to be fired one bullet at a time. In the absence of automatic firepower, relying solely on rifle salvos could not resist this tactic of the Japanese army.

Especially whether it is the Eighth Route Army or the National Army, except for a few elite troops, the rifles used by many troops are shoddy. In particular, many of the home-made rifles equipped by miscellaneous armies have a range of only one or two hundred meters, not to mention the accuracy. Therefore, in the past, when fighting in the Kannai, the use of this tactic often yielded great results.

It's just that what the squadron leader didn't expect was that although his opponents were small in number at the moment, they were all equipped with submachine guns with extremely fast fire in addition to a few original Czech-made rifles. Even if we can achieve certain results in dealing with such an opponent by using this tactic of killing 1,000 enemies and inflicting 800 losses on ourselves, this casualty figure may not be something that the current Japanese army can afford.

Sure enough, before the Japanese squadron leader saw that the first wave of attacking troops had rushed to a distance of only fifty meters from the enemy, the smile on his face bloomed, and the opposite side was so quiet that he almost thought that there was no one anymore, and a dense burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

Along with the dense gunfire for a while, a large number of tongues of fire came out of the enemy's position. Knocked his first wave of shock troops to pieces, killing and wounding all over the place. And the grenadiers fired by the opponent at almost the same time blew up two light machine guns and one heavy machine gun that served as cover into the sky almost simultaneously. Its few rifles, which shoot extremely accurately, will be a heavy load of men and women who try to drive them out of cover with grenadiers.

The first wave of skirmishers was routed so quickly, but it did not discourage the Japanese. Without the slightest hesitation, the second wave of stragglers crossed the corpses and wounded soldiers and continued to attack stubbornly. These trained Japanese veterans knew that the only way to avoid the damage of these fast-firing weapons was to rush forward as fast as possible while their opponents were changing magazines.

They know that the faster the rate of fire, the more bullets are consumed. Immediately behind the first wave of Japanese troops, they saw that the opponent was shooting intensively for a while, and they had already exhausted the bullets in the strange-looking weapons in their hands. If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to rush forward, then the comrades-in-arms who are lying on the ground now will be a lesson for you.

The Japanese had a good idea, but unfortunately the opponent in front of them did not intend to give them this opportunity. Just when the second wave of attacking Japanese troops tried to rush into the enemy's position when they had run out of weapons and bullets and the opponent changed their magazines, the opponent's position was hit with a dense volley of grenades.

The results of the second wave of Japanese troops were even worse than the previous wave. A whole squad of Japanese soldiers, who had already touched the edge of the opponent's position, were killed and wounded by the grenades that exploded in the opponent's volley. Even many people were blown up like hedgehogs, covered in shrapnel.

Many Japanese soldiers couldn't understand why even those who had used the same grenade since they were soldiers often couldn't figure out when the Imperial Army's Type 97 grenade exploded, but when it came to the opponent's hand, it could explode in a volley.

At a distance of fifty meters, it is exactly the optimal range of fire for submachine guns. Under the fire net of more than a dozen submachine guns, a light machine gun, and a large number of volley-blasting grenades, the first attack launched by the Japanese army disappeared without a single splash. Only the wounded soldiers who had not been withdrawn were left lying on the ground and groaning.

The Japanese army's first attack and defeat can be described as confusing, and even somewhat unclear, and the casualties are not small. In two waves of attacks, almost one and a half squadrons of troops were lost, which was really difficult for the Japanese squadron leader who launched the attack to accept. According to his thinking, with this casualty figure, he could defeat at least one battalion of the opponent's defense on the battlefield in the pass.

Now he is dealing with an opponent who is obviously only more than 20 people judging from the sound of gunfire, but the casualties are so large, this result is really a little difficult for him to accept. The opponent was nothing more than a rear-free army, and a supply could only rely on captured anti-Manchu forces, not a regular army of China, how could there be automatic firearms in their hands that even the Imperial Army was not equipped with?

In the end, he was an officer who participated in the Battle of Songhu, and he was well-informed. Although the weapon in the opponent's hand has a strange appearance, he has never seen it. But he judged at a glance that the weapons in his opponent's hands should be similar to the so-called flower machine guns equipped by the Kannai China army, and they were all the same type of weapons.

The Japanese commander couldn't figure out why Sima Feng had a large number of submachine guns in his hand, but he didn't know that the opponent who had repelled his first attack was distressed by the fact that the combat ammunition he had just just used up was basically exhausted.

A submachine gun with a fast rate of fire and strong firepower is indeed a sharp weapon in close combat, but the consumption of ammunition is also extremely high. Among the soldiers who rushed in with Sima Feng, each carrying submachine guns carried three spare magazines in addition to the magazines provided with the guns themselves. Based on the calculation of 30 rounds in one magazine, the total number of rounds in the four magazines is 120 rounds.

If you use a manual rifle, 120 rounds are enough for a day's use. If you save some money, you can even use it for two to three days. But for a rapid-fire submachine gun, these ammunition were not enough to fight a medium-sized battle. In particular, the anti-PPSH 43 submachine gun that Sima Feng and his subordinates are now holding that uses Mauser 7.63mm pistol cartridges consumes particularly large amounts of ammunition.

When Yang Zhen was copycating this weapon, it was almost the original, and no changes were made. But he forgot that this submachine gun, which was designed as a wartime emergency product, in order to facilitate mass production, canceled the setting of burst fire, and could only fire continuously. That is, as soon as you pull the trigger with your finger, as long as you don't let go, its shooting will not stop at all. The way of shooting can only be adjusted by yourself.

In order to break through the Japanese army's resistance with minimal casualties, whether it was Sima Feng or his subordinates, almost all of them pulled the trigger to the end as soon as they came into contact with the enemy. More than a hundred rounds of ammunition in four magazines, at best, were all used up in a few skirmishes.

By the time the Japanese launched a counterattack, Sima Feng and his subordinates had less than one magazine left for each gun on average. And because of the heavy use of grenades, there are only two grenades left per person on average. By the time the Japanese counterattack was repulsed, almost all of them, except for a few riflemen, had already run out of ammunition.

Sima Feng, who ran out of ammunition, gritted his teeth and raised the submachine gun in his hand and smashed it on the stone used as a temporary cover in front of him, and after smashing his beloved weapon to pieces, he picked up a 38 rifle dropped by the Japanese soldiers who died in battle.

Pull the bolt and push the bullet onto the load. After counting the ammunition again, Sima Feng looked at the soldiers who were still alive next to him and said, "Smash all the weapons without ammunition, and don't leave any of them to the devils." Try to collect the devil's weapons. If we delay here for one more minute, the squadron of devils will not be able to reinforce other parties. In order to create a better fighter for the main force. ”

He set an example, and his soldiers did not hesitate in the slightest. Hearing Sima Feng's order, they smashed the submachine guns in their hands that had been consumed in front of their eyes, and picked up the 38 rifles and bullets discarded by the Japanese army. Fortunately, the first weapon they came into contact with after joining the army was this Type 38 rifle, so although the weapon was temporarily replaced, everyone was no stranger to it.

This side was just preparing for the next attack of the Japanese army, and the Japanese troops on that side, who were eager to recapture the headquarters, had already pounced again. Looking at the Japanese troops who had rushed to a hundred meters in front of their position, Sima Feng directly gave the order to open fire. It's just that the firepower of more than 20 rifles plus one light machine gun is too sparse to suppress the Japanese troops who launched the charge.

Although the Japanese army did not invest as many troops as last time, the intensity of the attack was much stronger than last time. Infantry guns, grenadiers, light and heavy machine guns hit like splashing water. In particular, the two Type 92 infantry guns that served as cover were extremely accurate. The shells landed in excellent places, almost wherever the guns rang out. The firing distance of 100 meters was enough for the Japanese to fire a few rounds of shells.

The Japanese infantry artillery inflicted heavy casualties on the fighters who could only rely on a few stones for cover. The only light machine gun left under Sima Feng's command was hit by a Type 92 infantry shell shortly after the battle began. After losing the only machine gun, Sima Feng's situation was even more difficult. Most of the soldiers were so overwhelmed by the dense firepower of the Japanese that they couldn't even lift their heads.

After running out the only grenade, looking at the Japanese soldiers who had rushed in front of him, and the few remaining soldiers around him, Sima Feng, who knew that the last moment had arrived, did not show the slightest weakness, and after pulling out the bullets in the magazine with the fast and slow machine, the Type 38 rifle with a bayonet was about to rush out.

Just when Sima Feng was ready to sacrifice, dense gunfire and charging horns suddenly sounded around the Japanese army. Hearing the gunfire that was already close at hand, and seeing that the Japanese troops who had surrounded him were knocked down by the dense firepower from around, Sima Feng excitedly said to the only remaining soldiers who were less than ten people around: "Comrades, the main force is up. ”

It's just that what Sima Feng didn't expect was that the reinforcements rushing up around him were not the three regiments he was in, but Wang Guangyu's regiment that had adjusted the combat mission according to Guo Bingxun's order.