Lao Kan really didn't brag. He was a veteran who had been single for forty years. His hand speed was astonishing. He fired two rounds in a row and blew up the little Japanese's frontal troops first.
The poisonous gas spread in all directions after the explosion.
The little devil coughed violently in the thick smoke.
Major Yamamoto shouted loudly: "The poison gas is our poison gas bomb. Hurry, put on the gas mask!"
Major Yamamoto shouted the order, but it was already too late. The little Japanese never thought that he would be attacked by his own gas bomb.
Many little devils were poisoned before they even had time to put on their gas masks.
The little devil fell to the ground and screamed, foaming at the mouth and died a moment later.
This was probably the most tragic death for a little devil, being poisoned alive by his own gas bomb.
The other little devils were frightened and quickly put on gas masks and retreated from the range of the poisonous gas.
Because this poisonous gas will not only be poisonous if inhaled, but will also be poisonous even if it is contaminated on the skin.
The skin will be covered with blisters like a burn. When the blisters burst, they will fester, and eventually the wound will become infected and die.
The whole process is long and painful.
Some little devils even thought of the painful way to die and took out a knife to commit suicide.
"idiot!"
But seeing the dead and wounded Imperial Army, Major Yamamoto was extremely angry. But at this time, he could only withdraw from the front line with his soldiers, otherwise the number of casualties would continue to increase.
The Japs' artillery also encountered Yangji. They had no time to bombard them and quickly evacuated with mortars and artillery shells.
But once the distance was widened and they wanted to launch artillery bombardment again, the Japs' artillery couldn't do it at all, and they could only hope to be outflanked by the Japs on the left and right wings.
There were more than three squads on each side of the Little Japanese. A machine gun position was set up three hundred meters away to suppress Duanwu and others, while the Little Japanese infantry continued to advance forward.
Under Duanwu's order, Lao Kan carried out artillery blockade on the Japanese on the left and right wings.
But because the Japs were too scattered, the effect was not great. They only blocked the Japs' machine gunners.
The Japanese machine gun misfired, creating extremely favorable conditions for Duanwu and others to retreat.
"Everyone, withdraw and return to Sihang Warehouse!"
After the Dragon Boat Festival order, some soldiers carried artillery shells, and some carried mortars, machine guns, bullets, rifles, gas masks, etc., and they all ran quickly in the direction of Sihang Warehouse.
Bang! Bang!...
Seeing an opportunity, the little Japanese infantry fired at Duanwu and others 200 meters away.
Duanwu turned his head sharply and fired quickly. Two hundred meters away, he fired a shot to the head, knocking the little devil off his feet and lying on the ground.
The other Japs glanced at the one whose head was shot, were so frightened that they broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly looked for cover.
A shot to the head from 200 meters away is such an incredible marksmanship that even the best marksman among the Japs cannot do it.
Dragon Boat Festival fired continuously, and after killing five Japanese, all the Japanese were frightened.
The little Japs didn't dare to pursue him, so he could only hide behind the bunker and fire blank shots.
When the little Jaap realized what he was doing, Duan Wu had already run more than two hundred meters with his men, and was 450 to 500 meters away from the Jaap infantry.
At such a distance, not even the Japs' machine gunners could do anything. They could only watch Duanwu and others retreating to Sihang Warehouse.
"idiot!"
Major Yamamoto was going crazy. In this battle, he was not only fooled around, but also lost a lot of weapons and equipment.
More than 200 personnel were lost.
He reorganized his troops about one kilometer away from the Sihang Warehouse and merged the original six squadrons into four full squadrons.
But this time, he learned his lesson and did not attack immediately. Instead, he ordered the Japanese scouts to investigate the Sihang Warehouse, and at the same time ordered the soldiers to bury pots to make rice and start setting up tents.
At this time, the sky was getting dark and was not suitable for fighting. Therefore, Major Yamamoto planned to camp here tonight and fight again tomorrow. He also requested supplies from the captain of the Guards Corps.
Major Yamamoto said: In the Sixing Warehouse, a large number of Chinese soldiers were found to be resisting tenaciously, so weapons and ammunition were consumed very much. And they needed enough food.
But he didn't mention a word about his defeat in the First World War, because if he wanted to tell the captain of the Konoe Shounen that he had suffered heavy losses, I'm afraid Konoe Shoun would skin him alive.
So the old Japanese didn't say a word about the battle losses, and only asked for supplies so that he could fight again tomorrow.
At the same time, Duanwu had already led people back to Sihang Warehouse.
Although there were more than a dozen casualties during the retreat, the battle was a complete victory. More than 200 Japs were killed, and a large number of weapons and equipment that the Japs had no time to take away were seized.
The time of the Dragon Boat Festival was calculated very well. Just when the little Japanese put down his supplies and prepared to compete with him, he ordered the artillery to take the lead in firing.
The little Japanese was suddenly stunned and ran away leaving the supplies. The Dragon Boat Festival and his men pretended to pursue him, but in fact they snatched all the little Japanese's supplies back.
When the little devil discovered that he had been fooled, the supplies had already fallen into Duanwu's hands.
Although the little devil reacted very quickly, Duanwu and his men were still able to escape.
Seven or eight machine guns, a dozen boxes of machine gun bullets, two intact mortars, and six boxes of artillery shells. Two of them were poison gas bombs from the Japs.
There are more than 80 rifles, more than 5,000 rounds of bullets, and more than 100 gas masks for little devils.
When these things were put into the four-row warehouse, a small mountain was piled up.
Xie Jinyuan looked at the little devil's supplies and smiled from ear to ear. His admiration for the Dragon Boat Festival was like a surging river.
He Xie Jinyuan dared to say that if he was asked to fight in this battle, he would never be able to fight so beautifully.
All the tactics were linked together, and they were completely within Duanwu’s expectations.
It's as if Dragon Boat Festival has the ability to predict the future.
Of course, little did he know that Duanwu really had such an ability. In the battle at Sihang Warehouse, the little devil was destined to suffer, otherwise Duanwu would not dare to say such big words and stick to Sihang Warehouse.
"Let Lao Hulu prepare the celebration banquet. The kid won't do anything tonight. But please keep a low profile. Don't let the kid figure out our number. Don't hang out at the window if you have nothing to do."
Duanwu gave the order directly and was not afraid of a sneak attack by the Japs. The night attack by the Japs was three days later, not to mention that the commanding heights near Sihang Warehouse had not yet been occupied by the Japs.
Therefore, the Japs do not have the conditions for a sneak attack. Moreover, Duan Wu believes that although the Japs have not been frightened by today's battle, they will definitely be very afraid and will not dare to act rashly.
Therefore, except for the soldiers who were standing guard, everyone else had a holiday. This was perhaps the easiest unit to fight in the entire Songhu battlefield. In the midst of the confrontation between the two armies, they actually had the leisure to rest and live a nine-to-five life.