After everything was arranged, Tang Cheng and Liu Shitou sat together to clean their guns. The remaining members of the guerrilla group sat around Song Tieshan. Seeing the unhappy faces of his team members, Song Tieshan knew that they were not convinced by Tang Cheng. Subconsciously
Turning around and looking at Tang Cheng, he saw that Tang Cheng was concentrating on cleaning his gun. Song Tieshan then turned around and looked at the guerrillas under his command, "I know you are not convinced to be commanded by someone much younger than you, but you have forgotten
I am here to kill the Japs. Since Tangcheng can lead us to kill the Japs, then we should listen to him. I, the captain, have to obey his orders. How dare you bastards disobey?"
Song Tieshan's half-joking and half-serious words made the guerrillas sitting around him lower their heads, and they all said that Song Tieshan was right. Tangcheng and Song Tieshan were not far apart, and Song Tieshan's words were all ignored.
Tang Cheng heard it clearly. The guerrillas were not convinced by him. Tang Cheng knew it very well. If it weren't for the few things he wanted, he wouldn't have bothered to come here to play a sniper war with the Japanese army. Since Song Tieshan had already done
After finishing the work of appeasing his subordinates, Tang Cheng stopped being pretentious and assigned several guerrillas with rifles to ambush him at the location he favored.
The Tangcheng side was well prepared, using simple weapons and terrain to make preparations for the battle. The Japanese troops who were attacked at Laojun Temple also set off as a team and continued southward along the mountain road. Following the mountain road and bypassing the foot of the mountain, the Japanese army appeared in front of them.
There was a large open area, and the dirt road ran right through the middle of the field. The nearest woods to the dirt road were tens of meters away. There would be no more ambushes in such terrain. Yamamoto, who was commanding the team, did not dare to be careless and continued to send out the leading soldiers.
When they went out to explore the road, although the attack just now failed to injure their squad, there were more than a dozen casualties among their soldiers, and even a machine gun was blown up.
A Captain Cao led two soldiers out for reconnaissance. Yamamoto ordered the team to stop and rest temporarily. He was not familiar with the terrain here, but he was surrounded by Chinese people who were familiar with the terrain here. "Xia Sang, come here and tell me.
The terrain of this area." The troops stopped to rest. Yamamoto opened the map issued by the military headquarters and called the Chinese man who volunteered to lead the way to his side. The person whom Yamamoto called Xia Sang was a descendant of the Xia family in Yangye Town.
, it is said that because of my admiration for Japanese culture, I once worked in a Japanese trading company in Shanghai.
Like other traitors, Xia Cheng, who was wearing a short coat, also wore a Japanese soft cloth military cap on his head. Hearing Yamamoto calling him, he hurriedly ran to Yamamoto's side. Of course, he was not qualified to look in front of Yamamoto.
That map. "Just follow these pants and walk forward for another 2 miles, then climb over a hill and you will reach Lijiapu. Then continue westward along Lijiapu and you will reach the boundary of Huahu Town." Listen.
Yamamoto just wanted to tell him about the topography of this area, but Xia Cheng immediately told him everything he knew.
With Xia Cheng's answer, Yamamoto carefully considered his next action plan based on the map. The task assigned to him by the alliance was to ask his team to control Huahu Town. Although he didn't know why the alliance issued such an order, but
As a soldier, Yamamoto could only follow the order. In order not to expose the team's whereabouts, he had already ordered the massacre of three Chinese villages. Perhaps this Lijiapu would be the fourth one.
The leading soldiers who came forward had already sent back the safety signal, but for some reason, Yamamoto had an ominous premonition in his heart at the moment. This unreasonable and ominous premonition made him feel a little irritable. It was precisely because of this irritability that he
After the team was on the road again, Yamamoto ordered the mortar team to slow down and walk at the back of the team. If the team was attacked here, as long as the mortar team was still there, all Chinese attacks would be crushed by mortars.
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Lao Dongbei, who was lying in ambush by the stream covered with weeds, was already ready to fire. Being too far away from the dirt road, Lao Dongbei couldn't tell where the Japanese artillery was, so he could only wait for the most suitable opportunity.
After the ambush at Laojun Temple, the Japanese army seemed a little lazy. Coupled with the flat terrain here, although the Japanese soldiers on the dirt road still held their rifles, they had obviously relaxed their vigilance.
Seeing the Japanese troops on the dirt road still dilly-dallying and not knowing what they were doing, Lao Dongbei, who was lying in ambush by the stream, took out two grenades he took from the guerrillas. Lao Dongbei stepped back a few meters from the shooting position and unscrewed the
The grenade with the cover was gently buried in the soil, and then some loose soil and gravel were sprinkled to cover the grenade. In the astonished eyes of the ammunition hand, Laodongbei followed the same method and buried another grenade.
If you dare to scream, you can only watch with distress as the old Northeast "waste" grenades.
The muzzle of the gun moved slowly as the Japanese army approached. The closer the Japanese army came, the clearer Lao Dongbei's sight became. The artilleryman of Yamamoto's team fell to the back of the entire team in accordance with the order of the team leader, and had also been captured by Lao Dongbei.
Northeastern's guns were locked. According to Tangcheng's original plan, after the guerrillas hiding in the bushes opposite Old Northeast fired first to attract the attention of the Japanese army, Old Northeastern who was ambushing by the stream could shoot and kill the Japanese artillery.
Seeing that he was already the closest to the Japanese soldiers carrying mortars, Lao Dongbei decided to fire first without waiting for the gunfire from the opposite side.
"Da da da da da da" the barrages ejected from the stream flew over a distance of 200 meters and fell into the rear of Yamamoto's team. The distance of 200 meters was just a blink of an eye for the bullets that escaped from the barrel of the gun. There was no time to wait.
The Japanese artilleryman walking at the rear of the team woke up, and a burst of blood mist burst out. Several Japanese soldiers carrying mortars immediately lay down. "Bullets, add more bullets to me." Pull the trigger.
Lao Dongbei, who refused to let go, shouted at his ammunition hand. He was very impatient with this Japanese light machine gun. It was worse than his previous MZ42 machine gun.
"Da da da da da da" The machine guns beside the stream continued to spit out bullets. The barrages extending from the rear of the team forced the soldiers of Yamamoto's team to lie down on the dirt road. The sudden gunfire made Yamamoto nervous.
Angry, he shouted for the team's machine guns and mortars to immediately retaliate to suppress the opponent's machine gun fire. Tang Cheng left 100 rounds of bullets for Lao Dongbei, as long as he used half of the bullets to sneak attack the Japanese army, but Lao Dongbei was a veteran in fighting, and saw the soil
The Japanese troops on the road were not ready to fight back, so they took advantage of the Japanese machine guns to fire almost all the 100 rounds of ammunition that Tang Cheng gave him.
"Let's go, let's go, the Japs are coming." Holding the ammunition thrown to him from the machine gun, Lao Dongbei lay down by the stream and hung up the two buried grenades, and then ran away after the ammunition man.
Although the Japanese light machine gun is not as good as the mz42 machine gun, it only takes ten seconds to fire dozens of bullets. From the time when Lao Dongbei shot and killed the artilleryman of Yamamoto's team to when he ran away chasing the ammunition man, the whole process
In just one minute, by the time Yamamoto's team's machine guns and grenade launchers began to fire back, Lao Dongbei and the ammunition hand were already running more than 20 meters away in the stream.
The explosions of "Boom" and "Boom" were mixed with the shooting sounds of Japanese machine guns, but the attackers by the stream stopped making any movement. Under the leadership of a commander, a dozen Japanese soldiers opened up a skirmish line to attack just now.
The stream bursting with gunfire approached. There were no people or corpses. There were only two piles of smoking weeds exploded by grenades and dozens of bullet casings with residual heat. Chief Cao led the team.
After carefully looking at the bullet casings, they were all Imperial Arisaka rifle bullet casings, which meant that the other party used an Imperial light machine gun to attack them.
Looking at the shells containing Japanese rifle bullets in front of him, Captain Cao, who was leading the team, could only raise his bayonet and roar at the sky. Damn it, the Chinese actually used weapons produced by the empire to attack the imperial army. Damn it. Captain Cao was thinking in his heart.
Thinking about how to explain to Yamamoto after returning, he heard a soldier report that he had found footprints. The furious Captain Cao couldn't help but his eyes lit up. The footprints were probably left by the attacker.
The place where the footprints were found was only a few meters away from the bullet casings. The shallow footprints on the ground were obviously marked by straw ropes. Chang Cao suddenly remembered that his fellow villagers who had fought with the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi had mentioned to him that the equipment was rudimentary and most of them were wearing straw ropes.
Woven shoes but fighting bravely, the Eighth Route Army. Could it be that these hateful attackers were the Eighth Route Army? Looking at the direction where the footprints disappeared, Chang Cao seemed to suddenly understand the true intention of these attackers. This was not the Eighth Route Army, but a shot.
The guerrillas just left, and this stream was their escape route.
Just as Captain Cao was about to turn around and return to his team, he found that a soldier a few meters away from him suddenly shouted, and then he saw a ball of sparks flashing from the weeds. Almost at the same time as the sparks flashed,
, Captain Cao, who had half turned his back to the flash, immediately fell to the ground. After the sparks flashed, there was a violent explosion, and then there was another explosion. Captain Cao, who raised his head again, was going crazy, and with the three people on the ground.
Compared with a corpse, the small scratch on his head caused by gravel was insignificant. He knew that his soldiers had stepped on a landmine planted by the Chinese.
After receiving the report, Yamamoto was about to go crazy. His team was attacked here. Not to mention the 5 Imperial soldiers who were killed and wounded by the mines planted by the Chinese at the stream. Just the machine gun fire from the other party was enough for his team.
It caused 8 casualties, and among the 8 people, 6 were artillerymen. Including the first attack, 17 people in my team have been killed, 7 others were seriously injured, and 14 people were slightly injured.
After 14 more people were divided to carry the seriously wounded, one can imagine the remaining combat effectiveness of the team.
The losses of his team were heavy, but until now, they had not even seen the face of the enemy. Yamamoto Isamu seemed to have seen the ridicule on the lips of his colleagues and the cold eyes of commander Kato Colonel after he returned to the alliance. "Despicable.
Shameless Chinese people," Isamu Yamamoto scolded the attackers in his heart.