Author: No one left alive

The Japs are only over 300 meters away from here. For a grenade with a maximum range of about 700 meters, it is completely within the optimal range.

After hearing the order from the Zuo regiment commander, the grenadier soldiers of the two companies quickly left their fighting positions and rushed towards this side. So, without the Japanese knowing anything,

21 grenades, plus 3 82 mortars, are ready for launch.

Commander Zuo was so familiar with artillery that he even personally demarcated the bombing areas. After confirming that there was no problem, he said to the soldiers from the 1st platoon of the guard company who were following him: "You guys just

Responsible for guarding here, especially those with precision marksman rifles, find suitable shooting points here for me. When the bombing is over, the Japanese will go crazy."

This is arranging the next defensive battle. The guard company has two platoons of troops, and there is only one following the regiment leader. The pattern they follow is copied from the combat platoon of the ninth detachment special operations team. Although this 1

The platoon has no full-time general team, no engineers, no full-time snipers, and even only one rocket launcher team, but there are five full-time precision shooters.

After the guard platoon has been arranged into combat positions, there are only two guards beside the commander Zuo. He cannot mobilize these two, and this is under the control of the political commissar.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Captain Zuo raised the telescope in his hand and gently uttered one word: "Explode!"

Boom boom... boom boom... 24 artillery firepower groups of different sizes were activated at the same time, and immediately grenades of various sizes flew out of the village.

The whistling sound reached the Japanese artillery position in the blink of an eye.

"Nani??" The unsuspecting Japs could only stare with innocent eyes, watching the grenades falling like raindrops and exploding around them.

Boom boom boom... the explosion sound spread far away, making all the surrounding devils hear it.

"Moses Moses? Why did you fire the artillery in advance?" Xiaoquan, who was organizing the attack in the south of the village, immediately picked up the radio and asked. His designated attack plan was to attack from the south, and then fire the artillery shells into the village from the east in order to achieve the best target.

Bombing effect. In order to protect the artillery, he specially sent a small team to accompany him for protection.

Blah blah blah... A series of noises came from the earphones, which made Xiaoquan frown.

But here in the cemetery on the east side, the shells fell one after another, and the bombing was over after only two rounds. In the telescope of the commander Zuo, one by one the Japanese were blown up by the artillery fire at close range, and then fell apart under the action of the shock wave.

, many limbs were hung on the branches. As for the four mountain cannons that he looked at with excitement, they were also hit by the shells, and two of them were even blown away by the explosive ammunition...

"Hahaha... It's fun to fight like this! Where are the precision shooters? Keep an eye on me and snipe the ones alive!" Captain Zuo smiled happily.

Bang, bang, bang... Amidst the sound of semi-automatic gunfire, several Japanese who were lucky enough to escape the shelling were shot to death behind the graves.

At this time, all the devils in the cemetery were killed. The blood shed by these devils seeped into the soil of the cemetery, seeming to be a blood sacrifice for the people buried here.

"Baga, attack, attack on all fronts..." Xiaoquan decided not to wait any longer and directly ordered four directions to attack at the same time.

As a result, the Japanese screamed and launched an attack on Songzhuang from four directions: southeast, northwest, and southeast.

Crack, quack, quack, quack, 92-pound bullets flew from a distance, constantly hitting the earthen fences, courtyard walls, and roofs of people's homes, creating clouds of dust.

Ce, ce, ce, ce, ce,... the bullets fired by the gun were like popping beans, one after another, making it hard to tell how many machine guns were shooting.

Chirp, chirp, chirp...boom, boom, boom...the grenade grenades flew in all directions and exploded in the village, even destroying the large water tank in Song Laoqi's house.

However, none of this dispelled the soldiers' determination to resist the enemy.

At the Tuweizi in the southeast corner of the village, machine gunner Lao Wu squatted in the corner of the Tuweizi, with sandbags blocking his head and sides, but the machine gun's muzzle poked out from the south. Hearing the whizzing bullets flying by

Hearing the sound, Lao Wu concluded that the Japanese had never discovered where his shooting hole was and that they were just shooting blindly.

Relieved, Lao Wu looked out the observation hole on the east side and found that there were only more than a hundred ghosts rushing around the cemetery in the east, and none of them dared to enter the cemetery, so he was relieved.

Looking back, Lao Wu felt even more relieved when he saw a head sticking out of the haystack behind him and a scope.

"I'm asking for death..." Outside the village, the team of Japs was getting closer and closer, so Lao Wu put the butt of his gun on his shoulder. When more than 200 Japs came from the south, they stepped over what he had set in advance.

After reaching the edge of the target, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Click, click, click... click, click, click... One strafing shot and two short shots, 15 rounds of bullets shot sideways from the southeast corner to the south. Look at the Japanese who are charging in, and they are swept away by the bullets here.

Four or five fell down, and the rest also lay down on the spot. One of the Japanese soldiers wanted to aim his gun here, and then his body shook and blood sprayed out.

Listening to the continuous gunfire from the haystacks behind him, Lao Wu knew that this was the precision shooters of the guard platoon starting to exert their strength. So, he fired again at the Japanese, this time suppressing the Japanese machine guns.

Lao Wu is just one of the machine gunners in the 22nd Regiment. There are 11 such machine gunners in the 17th Regiment. This means that there are 11 company machine guns.

There are 11 company machine guns, 31 squad machine guns, and the district militia also has a civilian 24. This is the machine gun firepower of Songcun.

Such a large amount of machine gun firepower gave the attacking Japanese a great deal of suppression and damage. Of course, the ones who killed the most enemies were the squad platoon leaders and precision shooters armed with semi-automatic weapons.

Therefore, after a 10-minute exchange of fire, the Japanese attack was repelled again.

"Baga! When did Tubal Road place the line of fire at 200 meters? And judging from their machine gun firepower, there must be two regiments?" Xiaoquan was a little unsure. How many people were there in these Eighth Route Army?

"Use special cigarettes!" Xiao Quan thought for a while and then said.

Soon, the Japanese soldiers prepared poison gas bombs and fired 20 poison gas bombs into the village with the only remaining 292 infantry cannons.

Then...whoosh whoosh...in the empty plain area, the wind was strong and the village was also very empty. The poisonous gas of the Japanese was blown away by the wind before it could take effect.

"Captain, with this style of play, we can hold on for three days without any problem!" said Staff Officer Zhao at the regiment headquarters.

"No, hold on until night, and we will break out!" Commander Zuo will not just stay in one place. What we are good at is annihilating the enemy in mobile warfare.
Chapter completed!