"Your Excellency, Captain, Yoshimura... Something happened to the Yoshimura Regiment!" The second lieutenant stumbled in.
"What did you say!" Komatsu Miyajima Makoto stood up quickly and took the message in his hand.
There is only one simple sentence above.
Within half an hour, the 28th regiment will come to take your life and hang your head on Anwu City!
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto was dumbfounded when he saw this sentence.
It is clear.
This you refers to Komatsu Miyajima Makoto.
The next second.
He reacted suddenly, and a chill suddenly swept through his body.
It turns out that something happened to the Yoshimura United Team a long time ago, so they couldn't get here until now!
The person I communicated with from the beginning was actually the Yoshimura United?
Komatsu Miyajima Makoto's hands were trembling a little. The best time to ask for help was actually wasted by him?
If he had directly asked the division headquarters for help from the beginning, he would never have reached this point.
Hearing the tinkling sound of bullets hitting the carriage outside, Komatsu Miyajima Makoto became increasingly frightened.
Immediately, he turned to look at the second lieutenant and shouted urgently: "Continue to send reports to the Kitahara Division, telling them that the Yoshimura Regiment has been attacked by the 28th Regiment and is now unable to come to support.
These damn guys actually want to chop off my head. It’s just a dream. I will chop the commander on the opposite side to death with my own hands today and drink with his heart and liver!”
"Hai!" The second lieutenant paused hurriedly and ran down again.
Outside the carriage.
Ding Wei led his troops to launch a new round of offensive methods.
This time, Ding Wei gave up attacking from the front, but planned to separate from Mahan and attack from both ends of the carriage.
As far as this solid carriage is concerned, no matter how you choose the links on both sides, they are the weakest points.
"Old Ma, go on." Ding Wei said and threw a submachine gun at Mahan.
"What kind of weapon is this?" Mahan fiddled with the submachine gun in his hand, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Boletta M1938A submachine gun." Ding Wei said concisely and comprehensively.
As Ding Wei spoke, he motioned to the 10 soldiers he selected to pick up the submachine guns swept from the ground.
"Is this what the kid used just now?" Ma Han said happily, and then he noticed the special feature of this submachine gun.
"Huh? Captain, why does this thing have two triggers?" Ma Han looked at Ding Wei and asked curiously.
Lu Yingxiong held a submachine gun in his arms and looked at Ding Wei curiously.
Ding Wei nodded: "Yes, this is the most special thing about this submachine gun, the double trigger design."
With that said, Ding Wei motioned for the soldiers to gather around: "Remember, the front trigger fires single fire, and the rear trigger fires continuously.
Don’t keep pulling the trigger when firing continuously, otherwise the bullets will not know where they will fly.”
After a pause, Ding Wei continued: "The little devil just pulled the wrong trigger, which gave us the chance to get closer.
You must not make such stupid mistakes, otherwise you will lose your life!"
The ten soldiers, including Mahan, nodded.
Later, Ding Wei demonstrated how to change the ammunition, load the gun, and open and close the safety.
Now that time is short and there is no way to study in depth, Ding Wei specially selected some fighters with good marksmanship and good understanding.
"Check the weapons and ammunition to make sure there are no problems with the weapons and whether there are enough bullets in the magazine!" Ding Wei looked around at the soldiers and ordered.
"Two more loaded magazines each!"
While talking, Ding Wei removed the magazine, carefully counted the remaining bullets, and reloaded it. This was a submachine gun with a full magazine.
obviously.
The owner of this submachine gun turned into a dead body before he could fire it.
But for Ding Wei, a fully loaded magazine is enough.
after all.
The kid in the carriage also had the same type of submachine gun, and if there were not enough bullets, he would rob them.
"Remember, you must pull the trigger at the back when using it, otherwise it will be a single shot!" Ding Wei was worried that they would not remember, so he reminded them again.
"Don't worry, captain, we will definitely remember it!" Mahan patted his chest and said.
The soldiers also nodded.
Ding Wei said no more, looked at Ma Han and said: "Ma Han, as I said before, we will each take five people and attack from both sides.
The other soldiers continue to feint to paralyze the enemy head on, do you all understand?"
"Understood!" Mahan and others nodded.
"Act!" Ding Wei ordered directly.
Ma Han and others immediately dispersed, and they admired Ding Wei more and more.
As expected of the leader, it didn't take long for him to discover the weakness of this carriage.
The space at both ends of the carriage is inherently narrow, and even the deployment and control firepower is not as good as the sides of the vehicle body.
The soldiers also began to reflect in their hearts, this is obviously a very simple thing, why can't they discover it themselves?
Ding Wei and Ma Han each led five people and rushed toward both ends of the carriage, and the two sides immediately began to fight fiercely.
The Beiyuan Division Headquarters was in chaos because the prince was attacked.
"What are you talking about? The Yoshimura United Radio Station is in the hands of the 28th Regiment?" Kitahara Kurao said in surprise.
"Hai, your Excellency General!" the second lieutenant paused and said, "His Royal Highness is here again to urge reinforcements."
"Check to see if there are any other troops nearby and order them to come out immediately for support!" Kitahara Kurao almost shouted these words.
"Hai!" The second lieutenant stood up, nodded, and ran down quickly.
"28th Regiment, 28th Regiment, why is it this 28th Regiment again!" Kitahara Kurao said angrily.
He couldn't figure out why these 28 regiments suddenly went to fight His Highness the Prince's special train.
Shouldn't they be worried about being discovered by the imperial army, hiding underground like rats, and then come out again when the storm is over?
But now, no matter how you look at it, they are a group of bold guys who are afraid that others will not find their traces.
They even clamored to hang His Highness the Prince's head on the wall of Anwu City?
Kitahara Kurao's eyes immediately flashed: "Anwu City, do they want to attack the county?"
But when I think about it carefully, it seems possible.
These audacious guys even dare to attack His Highness the Prince. Is there anything else they can't do?
At the same point, Kitahara Kurao did not dare to relax at all, and immediately called a soldier.
Order Anwucheng to be on alert from this moment on, the troops stationed around it to enter combat mode, and the artillery units to be ready to fire at any time.
The blocking battle at Suolong Mountain has also reached its climax.
"Little devil, come on, come on, come on if you have the guts!" Zhang Long held a light machine gun and poured out firepower crazily.
The bullet casings falling on the ground almost covered his ankles.
The two sides fought fiercely for less than an hour, but the intensity of ammunition consumption was higher than in their previous battles.
Because they had to block the Japanese soldiers below who were trying to attack and completely drag these Japanese soldiers to death here.