The ancient Marco Polo Bridge still stands solemnly. The difference is that this time, in addition to the natural wind and light, there are also man-made smoke and fire burning its body.
Fu Kaiming led two guards and ran towards the front trench along the traffic trench. Beside them, bullets and shrapnel bursting through the air were heard from time to time. The Japanese artillery firepower was so fierce that even the defenders Jun couldn't even lift his head now. Amidst the fire and gunpowder smoke, Fu Kaiming saw Cai Fajian lying on the foundation of the Marco Polo Bridge, with two stones forming a shield around him, looking out through the telescope. Under his Beside them, a dozen soldiers held their helmets down and sat close to the trench wall. Some of them had their lower bodies submerged by the dust raised by the explosion.
A dozen rescue team members came running over carrying stretchers. Beside the stretchers, several women in white nurse uniforms were holding sling bottles. They were looking at the wounded on the stretchers with concern and talking to them from time to time. There were bullets and shrapnel passing by them. Suddenly, a nurse froze. Then, her white nurse uniform was leaking red from the inside out. She slumped, and stretched out her free hand. She was probably trying to catch something, but in the end, she fell down without grabbing anything. Before she fell, her hand holding the bottle was still raised high...
Witnessing this scene, Fu Kaiming's eyelids suddenly became moist. Then, he took a few steps to meet the rescue team members and said loudly: "Don't come here if you go back this time. The matter of rescuing the wounded will wait." I'll do it between battles." After a pause, Xu felt that his words were a bit harsh, and he added: "Thank you for your hard work." Then, he took a deep look at the rescue team member who had been killed. The female nurse, who was carrying her back, gritted her teeth and strode towards Cai Fajian.
"Xiao Cai."
"Brigade leader, why are you here?" Seeing Fu Kaiming, Cai Fajian felt a little excited and panicked. He wanted to stand up and salute, but Fu Kaiming held down his shoulders. When the soldiers saw the brigade commander, they all wanted to He stood up, but was stopped by Fu Kaiming's eyes. He said: "Thank you everyone for your hard work. This battle will be difficult for us, but I always believe that victory belongs to us."
"Yes, victory belongs to us." Cai Fajian echoed loudly, and then, as if they had just discovered this, everyone raised their arms and shouted: Victory belongs to us,
The shells were still roaring, and from time to time the explosive dust hit Fu Kaiming's body, dyeing his navy blue uniform into earthy gray. Fu Kaiming didn't have time to wipe it off. He walked up to each soldier, Either wiping the cannon fodder from the other person's nose, or patting the other person on the shoulder, conveying his concern and determination with a trivial movement. Finally, he said loudly to everyone: "From now on, I will be with you." Stay here, if the little devils want to break into Wanping City, let them step over my body."
The soldiers looked at him, and several of them couldn't help but burst into tears. Without any warning, they instinctively shouted: "We will fight with Brigadier firmly. As long as one person is here, we will ensure that the position is not lost and that Wanwan's position is protected." Pingcheng’s safety.”
After nearly half an hour of shelling, through the telescope, he saw that the defenders' position on the opposite side was in a mess. Onogawaji pulled out his command knife, pointed calmly in the direction of Marco Polo Bridge, and shouted: "Charge."
"Ho." "Wow." The Japs from a squadron serving as the vanguard jumped out of the trench, with their bayonets shining brightly, and rushed towards the student army's position like a tide.
"Here we come." Cai Fajian shook the dust off his head and looked refreshed. He said softly and unscrewed the caps of several grenades in front of him.
Lai Qiang walked to Fu Kaiming's side and said, "Commander Fu, please come back to the tower with me. You will only make Platoon Commander Cai and the others nervous."
Fu Kaiming glared at him without saying a word. He tightened the Wei Qing assault rifle in his hand and said, "I haven't used a rifle for a while, Wang Daozan. Let's have a test later."
Wang Daozai was one of his guards and was famous for his accurate marksmanship. This meant that in addition to owning a short gun, he also always carried a long gun on his body. He smiled and rolled his eyes and said: "Then You have to get some luck, eh, how about the loser washing the other person’s stinky socks for a month.”
Fu Kaiming laughed: "Okay, you big egg, okay, little Lizi, then you can help us count."
"I won't count for you, I want to participate too." Xiao Lizi's full name is Li Guangzu. Because he has just joined the army, he understands that Fu Kaiming intends to take care of himself, but with his temperament, how can he agree?
Seeing the three of them singing in harmony, it seemed that they were going to fight Cai Fajian and the others to the end. Lai Qiang's brows wrinkled slightly, and then he looked back at the tower behind him and said to himself: The situation here is already quite critical. If you haven't sent reinforcements yet, what is his intention behind his back? I'd better stay here. One more person will bring more strength.
The Japanese rushed up to the Marco Polo Bridge with screams, one hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, eighty meters... Fu Kaiming, who had replaced Cai Fajuan, silently calculated the distance. When the sound of the artillery gradually stopped, he rushed at the last The Japanese man in front of him came face to face with him. He suddenly raised his upper body and shouted: "Hit." He held the gun body with his left hand and pressed the index finger of his right hand to the bottom. Suddenly, gunshots sounded continuously. Cai Fajian, Wang Daozai and others were lying next to him, and they had already raised their bodies. With them as the center, the surviving soldiers stood up one after another, adjusted the guns in their hands to bursts, and fired together He fired out the frustration and hatred in his heart together with the bullets,
Nearly twenty Wei Qing assault rifles opened fire at the same time, which was equivalent to the firepower of a light machine gun platoon. The dozen or so Japs at the front were immediately swept away, while some of the Japs following them instinctively Lying down on the ground, some people continued to rush forward amidst the loud shouts of a second lieutenant.
This Japanese second lieutenant must have some tactical knowledge. At such a close distance, according to normal tactical thinking, he can go up with just one charge, but it is doomed to not work here. He has forgotten a very important point, that is, the students on the opposite side In the hands of the army soldiers, they are not ordinary rifles that need to hold the bolt to fire a shot, but automatic rifles that can empty a box of bullets with just one pull of the trigger.
Regarding how to charge at close range, the Xuebing Army has had special training, which is to control the speed of fire and ensure that only half of the magazine of bullets is used up at a time. In this way, automatic weapons can be fully utilized without a numerical advantage.