Two hundred meters, one hundred fifty meters, one hundred and twenty meters - just when the murderous look in Wang Huhu's eyes became more and more fierce, and the hand holding the gun was weak, "Bah!" followed by the M1 Garand
The gunfire of the rifle rang out, and then there was a continuous "bah-bah" and "dah-dah" sound, and hundreds of Filipino and American soldiers pulled the triggers on their hands. Flying
"MD!" Wang Laohu yelled angrily, and then he couldn't care less and could only give the order to fire.
When the battle started, the combat effectiveness levels of each unit immediately surfaced.
Although the Nomura Brigade was raided, the Japanese officers were alerted by the first inaccurate shot of the M1 Garand rifle and promptly issued the command to lie down. Therefore, although there were almost as many as two hundred soldiers in the next moment.
Two M1 Garand rifles and as many as ten M1918A1 Browning light machine guns fired at the same time, but they failed to cause much damage to them.
Akira Nomura hid behind a fallen tree, listening to the sound of gunfire and feeling the accuracy of the enemy's shooting. A strange smile appeared on his lips. "Is this the only level of tactical literacy that Americans have?" he thought to himself.
, the right hand commanded the sword to pull out two swords. When the grenadier behind saw it, he immediately immersed himself in work.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a Japanese soldier on Nomura Akira's left side let out a scream and fell to the ground. He looked over and found that it was actually a bullet in the head. He was shocked. Hearing the difference in gunshots, he pricked up his ears.
, a trace of doubt arose in his mind: "Strange, why does it sound like a Wei Qing-style gunshot?"
Nomura Akira had experience fighting in China. Although he had not directly fought with the Xuebing Army, he was familiar with the various standard weapons of the Xuebing Army. Soon, he heard the gunfire of the general-purpose machine gun from the gunshots.
The sound was heard, and the brows could not help but furrow.
Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they reach out. Regardless of Du Dickson's command level, he has been immersed in the military for such a long time, and his eyesight and knowledge are not bad.
When the battle just started, the gunfire from the M1 Garand rifle and the M1918A1 Browning light machine gun was the most intensive. At one point, some officers, including trainees, were still shouting at the Filipino and American soldiers behind who had no range or angle of fire.
Ask them to stop shooting. However, about ten minutes after the battle started, the gunshots of Weiqing assault rifles, general-purpose machine guns, and Type 15 semi-automatic rifles and crooked machine guns became the main theme on the battlefield. The battle seemed to be without the United States.
The people and the Filipinos had nothing to do with each other. It wasn't that they had nothing to do with them, but they were frightened by the fierce counterattacks and precise marksmanship of the Japanese army.
Those Filipino soldiers and Americans on the front line got a taste of the power of the Japs' marksmanship within a few minutes - a "pop" sound was heard, and a Filipino soldier fell to the ground screaming with a bullet in his head; two "pop" shots were heard.
, an American soldier was shot in the head and chest at the same time, and he fell to the ground without even making a sound... He would be shot if his head showed up. This thought began to swirl in the minds of some American soldiers and Filipino soldiers. They crawled on the ground and held their heads tightly.
His body was pressed against the ground, and he no longer had the courage to even raise his head and look at the other side, not to mention continuing to shoot.
"Boom!" A grenade flew over, and the M1918A1 Browning light machine gun shooter and the soldiers next to him screamed and were engulfed in fireworks. In just five minutes, six machine gun positions were destroyed by the Japanese army.
The grenadiers of the 61st Division were eliminated at targeted locations. The other machine gunners of the 61st Division who had exposed their firing points were immediately frightened to death. They picked up their machine guns and ran back madly, forgetting at all about holding on to their positions.
The real battles all took place between the soldiers and the Japanese.
The Japs' side has grenade launchers, Type 15 semi-automatic rifles, and crooked light machine guns. The Xuebing Army's side has grenade launchers, Wei Qing assault rifles and submachine guns, plus a general-purpose machine gun and grenades.
The two sides were going back and forth and fighting lively, but what shocked the Filipino and American soldiers who had already woken up from Du Dickson's mind was that some of the cadet soldiers were clearly standing there holding a gun and shooting non-stop. Why?
Why didn't the Japanese bullets hit him? In Du Disheng's eyes, he was particularly impressed by the two student snipers active on the front line. They fired one shot at a time and changed places. Although the frequency was not fast, they still
But they rarely missed. He made a rough estimate and found that these two soldiers alone had killed at least ten Japanese soldiers. Then he remembered the bet with Wang Laohu, his face turned red with shame and anger, and he hissed at those soldiers.
The officers and soldiers of the 61st Division huddled under the position shouted: "It belongs to men, show your courage, do you want the flag of the 61st Division to be tarnished?" Then, he snatched it from the hands of the black guards around him.
After passing a rifle, he rushed to the front line.
"Sir!" He walked past two American soldiers. The two American soldiers wanted to reach out and grab him, but were frightened by his fierce eyes.
After the battle started, Wang Laohu devoted himself wholeheartedly to the battle and forgot about other things. Du Disheng suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Only then did he remember his bet with the other party, and then he remembered that this American still had some backbone.
So he shouted: "Brothers, drive the little devil down! Charge!"
The balance of victory and defeat began to tilt unconsciously. The Japanese army had no advantage in attacking from the rear. In addition, this was a tentative attack. Nomura Akira had no intention of fighting to the end, so when the defenders showed their strength,
The firepower, especially after the identity of their Xuebingjun was exposed, made the little Japs change their minds, and the outcome of this battle was actually determined.
Du Disheng didn't know if he had discovered this, but he chose the time to attack very well. Wang Laohu immediately ordered the entire army to counterattack. The Xuebing Army counterattacked, and after leaving more than thirty Japanese behind, it was considered victory.
This was a victory in the anti-landing battle.
The Nomura Brigade abandoned more than 300 corpses and retreated to the landing ship in embarrassment. The escorting frigate immediately fired guns to prevent the defenders from pursuing.
Withdrawing his position, Wang Laohu took a look around and found that at least fifty brothers had fallen. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He walked up to Du Disheng, suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, and shouted: "Grandma, you are a bear.
Is this how a * made a bet with me? Mom, it’s just that the gun can’t shoot accurately, but she doesn’t listen to orders and shoots arbitrarily! Who shot first? You have to hand this person over to me! Grandma is a bear, if
If you put it another fifty meters closer, I can knock down a hundred of them with one volley..."
Geng Qingsheng translated his words.
Du Disheng's face turned green and red, and he did not dare to look at Wang Laohu.
"Grandma, you're a bear. I thought you were a hero at first. Bah! Turns out you're a fucking bear! You--" Wang Laohu cursed and let go of Du Disheng, pointing at the white-faced Filipino soldiers and beauties standing aside.
Soldier, scolded: "A bunch of trash and straw bags! Mom is so stupid, she is not as good as a twelve or thirteen-year-old baby in our country!"