Chapter five hundred and twentieth eight long live charge
"Bullet, hurry up!"
Zhang Honggang shouted loudly. In fact, his voice had already become hoarse. Even if he shouted hard, it was very difficult to make a sound. Moreover, the violent sound of gunfire had covered everything, and other soldiers could not hear anything clearly. They could only shout to
The machine is average and continuously supplies bullets to Zhang Honggang.
Zhang Honggang focused all his attention on the Japanese in front of him. He controlled the heavy machine gun and kept pouring bullets into the Japanese.
Ta da da...ta da da...
Long and short bursts one after another are like beautiful notes, but when such notes appear on the battlefield, they are often the beginning of the melody of death. Because those who can perform such shooting skills are all the most experienced machine gunners, and their existence is simply
It's the nightmare of an infantry charge.
Zhang Honggang joined the Fengjun Army two years ago. Among all the recruits in the same period, he trained the hardest and most recklessly. Whether it was physical fitness or firearms, he was among the best.
The reason that motivates him to work so hard is also very simple, that is, unforgettable hatred. When he was ten years old, it happened to catch up with the Russo-Japanese War. His father was kidnapped by the Japanese and worked as a coolie. He did not know whether he would live or die.
Then he met a group of Japanese who also kidnapped his mother. Only later did he understand why the Japanese took his mother away. When a man enters the military camp, he will most likely die, while the woman will be kidnapped.
That is life worse than death!
Unforgettable hatred was planted in Zhang Honggang's heart. He managed to grow up by begging and eating hundreds of meals, but the seeds of hatred took root and grew stronger day by day. Later, he heard that Fengjun was not afraid of the Japanese and dared to
Challenging the Japanese, Zhang Hong had just desperately wanted to join the Fengjun Army, hoping that one day he would have the opportunity to go to the battlefield and avenge his parents.
God did not let him wait too long. As soon as he had perfected his killing skills, God gave him a God-given opportunity. On the land of Outer Mongolia, Feng Jun actually fought against the Japanese. Seeing the Japanese approaching,
Man, Zhang Honggang felt that the blood in his chest was boiling, and the opportunity he had been waiting for was right in front of him.
He calmly held the machine gun and fired out strings of bullets. Japanese people were constantly hit by the machine gun, their bodies were torn apart, and the blood dyed the snow bright red. The more exciting this was, the more excited Zhang Honggang was.
He wants to bring death to these evil-doing Japanese people and make these garbage disappear from the world forever!
Bullets continued to shoot out, and the shells that stirred up accumulated around them. Every time they were struck, there was a beautiful rhythm, as if they were cheering.
A Japanese officer was leading a dozen Japanese soldiers to charge. A contemptuous smile appeared on Zhang Honggang's face. With a precise shot, the Japanese officer's body suddenly felt like a lightning strike, and several flowers of blood spattered on his chest.
Half of the saber hung down feebly.
When the Japanese soldiers who followed saw their commander killed, they were awe-struck, but they still charged without hesitation. At this time, Zhang Honggang also suddenly pulled up his upper body. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at these Japanese soldiers at a better angle.
Da da da…
Thousands of Japanese were hit by machine guns and fell on the charging road, turning into corpses. Every time a Japanese fell, Zhang Honggang felt extremely happy in his heart, and the resentment that had been accumulated for many years finally began to dissipate.
More than a dozen Japanese were swept away one after another. At this moment, Zhang Honggang suddenly felt as if his shoulder had been stung by a bee, and his body fell heavily into the trench. The soldiers on the side hurriedly came over to check and see how he was doing.
Zhang Honggang's eyes suddenly widened: "Leave me alone, go and kill the Japanese. If the Japanese don't die, I won't die!"
The Japanese have done many evil things on Chinese soil and have left too many debts that need to be repaid. The entire Feng army has long hated the Japanese to the bone. The first lesson for the new army when they join the army is to let them stand and look at it.
Manchuria Railway Annex, then go to the Marshal's Mausoleum.
The Japanese are grabbing China's wealth, and they ruthlessly eradicate any potential threat. If one day the Japanese's appetite is so big that they want to annex the entire China, then every Chinese, as long as they are not traitors, will become a thorn in their side.
If you want to survive, you must defeat the Japanese! It was the consensus of the entire Feng army that whether it was national hatred or family hatred, these soldiers tried their best and used all means to eliminate the Japanese.
For the Japanese soldiers, this may be the most difficult battle they have experienced after the Russo-Japanese War. Huge sacrifices have to be made at every step. Seeing those around them turn into corpses one after another, those who are lucky enough to survive are also
Possible to die at any time, the Japanese finally began to face the enemy on the opposite side at this moment. They were no longer the sick men of East Asia, but a new type of army armed with modern weapons and tactics.
Compared with them, the Japanese army may only have some advantages in experience, but other advantages are no longer obvious. At this moment, Saikawa Torajiro, who personally commanded this battle, became regretful.
He never thought that the Chinese Army would be so tenacious. He originally thought that he would be able to easily break into China as soon as he passed by. Feng Jun was like chasing ducks, running around. Not only could he recover the gold, but he could even
Take the opportunity to expand territory and establish meritorious deeds.
But it was not until this moment that Nishikawa Torajiro realized how wrong he was. The current situation was not perfect for the Japanese army. They seriously lacked heavy weapons, and there were also huge gaps in food and ammunition. Compared with the well-prepared army,
Fengjun, they are at an absolute disadvantage. If they cannot break through the deadlock quickly, they may be defeated.
The Japanese were defeated by the Chinese. The sick man of East Asia defeated the majestic Japanese Empire. No matter how many reasons there are, victory or defeat is an indisputable fact. Once that step is reached, the strong image that Japan has worked so hard to build will collapse in an instant. The Chinese
There will be no fear of the Japanese in my heart, and Japanese power will disintegrate.
Thinking of these series of terrible consequences, Saikawa Torajiro's head swelled several times. If he had thought more before the war, he would definitely not have rashly attacked Fengjun, but the big mistake had been made, and he could only bite the bullet and go.
Went down.
"Send the order, let all Japanese warriors show the spirit of sacrifice, for the glory of His Majesty the Emperor, break through the Fengjun position and eliminate these damn China pigs!"
Nishikawa Torajiro's order was passed down. The Japanese soldiers were immediately ready, their bayonets were inserted sharply, and the officers waved their swords and rushed forward.
"Onboard, onboard!"
The Japanese shouted louder and louder, and the dense crowd, like waves, rushed towards the shore crazily. Zhou Zijian was observing the situation in the trenches and saw the Japanese rushing over like crazy. The situation was completely different from before.
He also shook his head vigorously, the ringing in his ears weakened a lot, and he finally heard clearly what the Japanese were shouting.
"Long live the charge!"
The Japanese relied on this to defeat the Russians and became a world-class power. If they use this special skill again to deal with Fengjun.
Zhou Zijian gritted his teeth slightly and clenched his fists: Little devil, let’s see who can beat whom!
The firepower on Fengjun's position was still intensive, pouring down on the Japanese like a violent wind and rain. Japanese were constantly being killed, but the others seemed to be unaware and still lowered their heads. The brave attack alone was so powerful.
His obedience and hard work are enough to impress the world.
The two sides were getting closer and closer, one hundred to fifty meters, and they could clearly see each other's faces. Liu Guiwu grabbed a grenade, pulled the safety, and threw it at the Japanese.
past.
Boom! After a loud noise, a dozen Japanese soldiers fell to the ground in a mess, with mottled blood all over their bodies. They were all killed. Liu Guiwu's ears also buzzed. He held his hands tightly.
The rifles rushed out of the trenches, bayonets against bayonets, and bloody hand-to-hand combat began.
The Japanese are famous for their stabbing skills, and the Fengjun also focused on their stabbing skills. When the two sides met, it became a bloody contest from the beginning. The bayonets were held high, flashing cold light, and life and death were often just a matter of thoughts.
One Fengjun stabbed the Japanese soldier on the opposite side with his sword. Before he could draw out his bayonet, another Japanese stabbed his bayonet into his soft ribs. There was a gunshot, and the Japanese who stabbed the fatal sword was killed again.
The bullet penetrated his head and blood flowed all over the floor.
The battlefield suddenly turned into the most primitive and bloody hand-to-hand combat. Soldiers continued to die, and others continued to fill in. More and more corpses accumulated on the ground, some were already dead, and some were still breathing.
With a bang, a wounded soldier fired the glory bomb on his body, dragging a Japanese soldier to die for his country. The battle became more and more stalemate. Qin Wei, who was in charge of the rear, also received constant reports, and the Japanese played what they were best at.
Long Live Charge, his heart immediately rose to his throat.
"Sir, let me lead some people to help Lao Zhou. I'm worried that he won't be able to hold on!" Zhang Henian asked anxiously.
Qin Wei frowned and stared at the map. He shook his head firmly: "No, I believe Zhou Zijian can hold on. What we have to do now is to avoid the real situation and attack the weak. You will lead the troops immediately,
Kill the cavalry on the right. These are Semyonov's White Russian cavalry. They are just vassals of the Japanese. They will definitely not sacrifice their lives. They will pick on the weak and then outflank the Japanese!"
"Yes!" Zhang Henian hurriedly led the soldiers to take action.
At this time, the battlefield on the front line became more and more fierce. After all, the Japanese soldiers had more experience than Fengjun and put more effort into bayonet fighting. Fengjun gradually fell into a disadvantage. The Japanese continued to attack Fengjun.
The position is pressed over.
Liu Guiwu didn't know how many people he had assassinated at this time. He was covered in blood, both from his enemies and from his own. However, he didn't feel pain. The only feeling was that the strength of his left hand was getting weaker and weaker, and the rifle in his hand was getting weaker and weaker.
The heavier.
A Japanese soldier stabbed him fiercely. Normally, Liu Guiwu could easily dodge, but at this time, he was a little weak. He slipped suddenly with his heel, fell to the ground, and then rolled into the trench.
The Japanese didn't give up and chased after him. The bayonet in his hand was raised high and he was about to stab Liu Guiwu.
At this moment, suddenly a black light flashed in front of the Japanese soldier's eyes, and he suddenly felt a chill in his neck. With a pop, blood spurted out from the slashed throat. He couldn't survive what he saw, and his body flopped.
Fell to the ground.
The person who took action was Zhang Honggang. His shoulder was injured and he could not formally stab the Japanese. However, he still held an engineering shovel in his hand. This tool often had amazing results when stabbing.
Sure enough, his sneak attack worked immediately. He cut open the neck of a Japanese soldier and saved Liu Guiwu's life. The two equally injured men looked at each other and smiled. Brothers, brothers in need of life and death!
At this moment, several more Japanese soldiers jumped over, all holding bayonets in their hands. These guys showed a ferocious and proud look, staring at Liu Guiwu and Zhang Honggang as if they were looking at prey.
One of them suddenly raised his bayonet and was about to stab him again.
Bang! There was a gunshot, and a big hole was drilled into the Japanese soldier's chest. Then there was another burst of gunfire, and all the other Japanese soldiers were killed.
More than two dozen Fengjun soldiers holding pistols rushed over. The leader was Zhou Zijian. The position was crumbling and it was at the most critical moment. He personally led the guard platoon and rushed forward. The powerful power of the Browning pistol could be used as long as
If you take one bullet, you will lose your combat effectiveness. Japanese soldiers are constantly being killed, and the battle line is once again in danger. (To be continued...)