Chapter 134, Baga, don’t talk about martial ethics
Author: little instructor
Chapter 134, Baga, don’t talk about martial ethics
Mr. Wang is in the third grade of Huangpu and Zhou Weiguo is in the ninth grade. There is no problem in calling him senior.
Hearing that everything could be understood at the bunker entrance, Commander Wang quickly walked to the bunker entrance and took the telescope from Zhou Weiguo.
Looking from here, soldiers dressed in blue and gray are digging trenches and advancing forward using a zigzag route. They are still less than 80 meters away from the opponent's position.
"What are you doing?" He seemed to understand something.
But Commander Wang was a little unsure, and the confusion flashed in his eyes made Zhou Weiguo quickly reach out to explain; "The Japanese army was condescending, and used machine gun blockade and direct attack, which would cause a lot of losses to our army. I used the trenches to advance to their five
After a distance of about ten meters, the stronger soldiers gathered together, and under the cover of mortars and artillery fire, launched a round of wild bombing against the Japanese army, and then the whole battalion went up to fight with bayonets."
Without saying anything, Mr. Wang just returned to the table and pointed at Pai Gow: "Come on, come on, I haven't played cards for a long time, let's play two games together."
As he spoke, Jiang Yue, Hu Yong and others gathered around him again.
Before two were hit, the sound of mortars was heard.
Several people quickly got up and came to the entrance of the bunker. The shells were falling around the bunker, and the soil was flying on the other side.
"Battal Commander, what are they going to do?" Hu Yong stretched out his finger and pointed at the place where the explosion was still happening.
Zhou Weiguo signaled Hu Yong not to be nervous and sneered: "It's just that he doesn't know what I'm going to do, so he's just launching a fire attack. Don't worry about him. As long as he comes out, just fight him out."
Not long after he finished speaking, about a small group of Japanese troops rushed down under the cover of machine guns.
However, this group of people, under the joint pressure of machine gunners and mortars who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out and ran forward only about twenty meters before leaving five or six corpses on the ground and ran back in confusion.
"Baga." Matsui cursed as he looked at the soldier running back in embarrassment. It was unclear whether his face made his soldier's embarrassment angry or cold. His face was as white as a piece of white paper.
For more than two hours, the enemy just dug trenches, which made him completely confused about the opponent's intention. In order to understand the situation, he ordered a tentative attack, but the opponent intercepted him.
"What are they going to do? What are they going to do?" He turned around and asked the officers around him, but the answer he got was still hesitant and unclear.
Facing the responses from these people, Matsui could only look into the distance with the telescope again.
Just when he was puzzled to understand the enemy's purpose, the trench had advanced to more than forty meters and stopped.
Zhou Weiguo, who was playing cards in the bunker, heard that the trenches had been dug. He stood up and went to the entrance of the bunker to observe and turned his head and said: "Give the order, the bombardment team will come forward, take the start of mortar bombardment as a signal, and use the fastest speed to
, throw the grenade in your hand to me, and the rest of the secret service battalion, except for the sanitary platoon and machine gun company, rush up to me the moment the grenade is thrown away, and confront them head-on, their bayonets are red."
After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking to the messenger, he added: "Try to work in groups of three or four or five. We have more people than him. Go and deliver the order."
"Yes." After watching the emaciated messenger leave, Zhou Weiguo came to Commander Wang and said, "Senior, I won't accompany you anymore. Please wait here for a while, and I will go get you a Zuoguan knife.
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The victorious look in his eyes made Commander Wang hum and sit on the ammunition box to wait. When Zhou Weiguo saw Commander Wang sitting down, he casually picked up a 38 rifle from the soldiers beside him and held it in his hand. Together with Jiang Yue and Hu Yonghuang,
Yingying and others came to the front line in large numbers and waited for the attack.
Boom boom... boom boom...
Less than five minutes after everyone arrived, the artillery bombardment began to cover the Japanese army. After receiving the news, the bombardment team on the side threw out the grenades piled nearby. Most of them were lethal.
Strong melon grenades, and some wooden handle grenades produced by Jinling Arsenal.
There were more than 100 people in the bomb-dropping team. Each person had ten bombs, so there were more than 1,000 in total. Hand grenades like hail fell on the heads of the Japanese soldiers.
The constant sound and the rapidly spreading smoke hit my nose.
The moment the grenades were thrown, Zhou Weiguo was the first to jump out of the trench and pointed down the hillside less than fifty meters away: "Brothers, go up and kill those bastards. If you grab it, you will earn it. Come with me."
kill……
With an angry shout, more than 900 combat soldiers of the special agent battalion climbed out of the trenches. During the attack, they began to automatically form small groups of three or four people, forming a skirmishing attack array and running wildly up the hillside.
The Type 92 heavy machine gun started to intercept, but the distance was extremely close. The heavy machine gun was instantly silenced by a few grenades.
Zhou Weiguo, who was the first to rush forward, met a soldier with a sergeant's sword in his hand.
Bing Cao was strong, but the fatigue on his face and the frightened look in his eyes made Zhou Weiguo pick up the rifle in his hand and charge forward.
One inch longer and one inch stronger. The opponent is the command sword and he is the rifle. He has the advantage in length. In just two back and forth, Zhou Weiguo stabbed the soldier to the ground. When the soldier fell, all the soldiers behind him had already charged.
They came up and struggled with the Japanese soldiers.
The well-trained Japanese army always has an advantage in stabbing. Even if they fight three of them one by one, they will fall behind or even fail.
Looking at the fallen soldiers, Zhou Weiguo took out the gun from his waist and began to attack the Japanese soldiers who were stabbed in a very unruly manner.
When several company commanders who were wearing pistols saw this, they were not polite. Those who were farther away greeted with their pistols, and those who were closer used their pistols.
The Japanese army's superiority in fighting almost killed Zhou Weiguo, who was completely unreasonable.
Yoshino looked livid as more and more enemies rushed up.
The random explosion just now made his eyes light up. It was like waiting for the enemy's shelling to finish and prepare for the soldiers to fight. However, the overwhelming grenades caused him heavy losses. He had passed this hurdle and had not waited for him to organize.
defense,
The enemy rushed up.
I thought my soldiers would have the upper hand, but the opponent didn't follow the Bushido spirit at all, and actually used guns and bayonets together.
From afar, he saw the lieutenant colonel being the first to use a pistol. As a samurai, his inner dignity was ruthlessly trampled by that lieutenant colonel.
"Baga." He drew out his command sword and ran towards the place where the lieutenant colonel was. He swore that even if he died today, he would drag the lieutenant colonel out to support him. Even if he died, he would never insult the spirit of bushido, and he would not allow it.
