A brother who was charging forward heard someone shouting in the house, so he stopped, turned around and went into a nearby house. After a while, an injured woman was carried out from inside.
The brother carried the woman out of the house and ran towards an open space. The brother ran forward with all his might, not paying attention to what the woman on his back did.
Suddenly, the woman pulled out a knife from her body and wiped the brother's throat with a grin. A stream of blood spurted out from the brother's neck. In an instant, our little brother couldn't even hum.
Without humming, he twisted his body and fell to the ground.
The Japanese woman also fell to the ground, got up, and stepped forward to grab her brother. Seeing that he was indeed dead, she picked up the bloody knife, raised her legs, and sprinted towards another empty house at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
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When Shu Yuanshan, the commander of the fifth company who was shooting at the enemy saw this, he grabbed the submachine gun from another brother and fired the trigger without even taking aim. He knocked down the running Japanese woman with a single "click, click, click" shot.
Because the Japanese woman fell to the ground too violently, she threw the wig off her head. What kind of woman was this? She was clearly dressed as a man...
"From now on, the Japanese will be killed without mercy!" Shu Yuanshan stared with bloodshot eyes and asked the correspondent to convey this order to each class.
At this time, Wang Yanwen got a walkie-talkie from somewhere and stood on the 091 tank as a liaison officer. Under his guidance, the infantry followed the tank and counted them one by one.
The 091 tank rumbled and rushed to the front.
With a "boom", a mortar shell exploded behind the 091 tank. The air wave that hit him pushed Wang Yanwen off the tank. The walkie-talkie was also thrown five or six meters away. After several somersaults on the ground, it fell
It rang, losing its last squeaking sound.
Wang Yanwen got up from the ground, flew over, grabbed the walkie-talkie, violently turned the switch, and even slapped it with his hands, using all the tricks he could use, but the walkie-talkie remained silent and made no sound.
Wang Yanwen knew that once the walkie-talkie was gone, the tanks would be unable to communicate with the infantry. Once the tanks and infantry were disconnected in street fighting, the risk factor would increase exponentially. Therefore, he desperately tried to make the walkie-talkie ring again.
No matter what he did, the walkie-talkie wouldn't ring.
Three enemies were hiding behind the broken wall and manned a mortar, firing cold rounds at the Chinese. When they saw Wang Yanwen standing on the tank, holding a rifle in his hand,
He picked up the phone and knew he was an important person, so he fired a shot at him.
Seeing Wang Yanwen fall from the tank, the three enemies were very proud of this. When they were happy, they suddenly discovered that Wang Yanwen only lay on the ground for less than two seconds, stood up again, and even pointed a submachine gun at them.
Rush over.
The three enemies were frightened. One of them pointed at Wang Yanwen as if commanding, and mumbled something in his mouth. A mortar shell rose into the sky, turned into a ninety-degree angle, and rotated.
The body was smashed straight towards Wang Yanwen's head. At a distance of twenty or thirty meters, they were able to hit the shells at right angles, which shows how experienced these enemies must be in shooting.
Wang Yanwen heard a whistle above his head and knew something was wrong. He jumped forward suddenly and then rolled on the spot. After a lot of tossing, he rolled more than ten meters.
"Boom!" The shell exploded at Wang Yanwen's original position.
Seeing that the first shell did not hit Wang Yanwen, the three enemies adjusted the angle and fired the second shell as usual. Wang Yanwen ran forward while listening to the sound to determine the direction. After the shell rose into the sky, he
Another roll escaped.
After two consecutive rolls, Wang Yanwen finally approached the broken wall. Before the enemy made any new reaction, he jumped up to the top of the wall, raised his submachine gun and fired in a burst. The two enemies who were operating the cannon fell to the ground in response.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the enemy further away quickly held a shell in front of his chest, which meant that if you want to shoot, you have to hit the shell, and neither of us will survive. The distance is really too close.
Once the shell explodes, both men will be reimbursed.
At this time, Wang Yanwen did not want to trade his life with this enemy.
He jumped over the broken wall and stood the machine gun against the wall. He stretched out his hands in a fighting posture and said: "Boy, come here!"
The enemy saw what he meant, and gently placed the cannonball on the ground, took a step back, bounced his legs, and assumed a boxing posture.
After the shells were removed, Wang Yanwen saw two beans on the enemy's collar. He laughed loudly: "It turns out that you are still an officer. I will catch him alive now."
The enemy didn't care what he said. When he saw him opening his mouth to shout, he didn't show any weakness. He opened his mouth and yelled something. Judging from his posture, he was cursing Wang Yanwen.
"Hey, you *** still dare to curse. Only women can curse on the street. You ***, you are a man!" Wang Yanwen said as he moved forward, not taking this thin enemy seriously at all.
"Peng, Peng!" was heard twice, and Wang Yanwen was punched twice in the head.
Fortunately, the opponent was not a big man and his hands were not strong enough. If it were the European's strong strength, these two punches would have knocked Wang Yanwen to the ground. The left side of Wang Yanwen's face suddenly became swollen.
When the enemy saw that he had hit two punches in a row, he smiled proudly, tapped his feet, swayed his body, stretched his empty fists, and challenged Wang Yanwen arrogantly.
"It doesn't count just now, come next." Wang Yanwen covered his swollen face, shook his head that was almost knocked unconscious, and extended an invitation to the other party.
After this fight, I realized that Japanese karate is so powerful, and it hits dangerous places. I made a plan in my mind, "After the fight is over, I will definitely learn this style of fighting."
Wang Yanwen made a lazy gesture, drooping his hands, shaking them and dotting them, which dazzled the enemy.
The enemy couldn't tell what Wang Yanwen's punches were, but he still knew a little bit about Chinese Kung Fu. But he had never seen Wang Yanwen's style of fighting before.
However, after winning the bid with two punches, he still didn't pay attention to Wang Yanwen, so he came over again in a grand manner.
Wang Yanwen deliberately let the enemy get closer to him. After dodging two blows in a row, he took advantage of the enemy's punch and suddenly turned around and walked around behind the enemy. He stretched out his hands, grabbed the collar with the top, and pressed the buttocks with the bottom, shouting "come hard".
With a hard shoulder, the enemy was captured in one fell swoop.
Immediately afterwards, he slammed the enemy's head forward against the broken wall, and the enemy's head hit the stone of the broken wall head-on.
"Poof!" Like a watermelon dropped to the ground, a mixture of red and white liquid flowed out from the enemy's head.
Wang Yanwen was afraid that he would not die, so he hit him again in turn. After seeing that the enemy's head was completely tilted, he threw the body on the ground.
"If you want to challenge me, you're still early!" Wang Yanwen dusted off the dirt on his body, grabbed the light machine gun, jumped over the broken wall and returned to the street.
The gunshots on the streets gradually became sparse, and the tanks stopped firing.
The infantry was divided into several fighting groups and walked through various alleys. At almost every alley intersection, there was a tank guarding it. The high tank barrels and rotating double-barreled machine guns gave the infantry soldiers searching the alleys enough courage.
The enemy on the southern front was defeated at the first touch, which was contrary to our army's purpose of destroying the enemy's effective strength and giving the enemy the harshest lesson.
Maybe our army came too suddenly and the enemy was not well prepared for defense. Maybe the enemy was vulnerable...
The enemies who fled into the city hid in civilian houses. They neither left the city nor set up formations on the streets. It was obvious that they wanted to engage in a street fight with the Chinese people.
Shu Yuanshan looked at how few houses were left that had not been destroyed by the war, but the undamaged defenses still looked quite difficult from the outside, and a strong attack would inevitably suffer losses. Therefore, he watched the enemies who got into the houses open.
, did not launch an attack immediately, and fell into a dilemma of attacking or retreating.
"You bastards, come out when you can, why not hide them!" A brother scolded angrily.
Three platoon commanders came around: "Company commander, let's fight!"
Shu Yuanshan turned his attention to the company deputy. The company deputy did not speak. He was silent for a while and said: "Company commander, let's do some research!"
"Okay!" Shu Yuanshan nodded.
After a meeting, two opinions were formed. Shu Yuanshan advocated fighting and continuing to clear out the enemies in the city. The company deputy disagreed, "Brothers have no experience in street fighting. This will cause heavy casualties and may allow the enemy to escape."
The two people were arguing, and the commander of the tank company, Fang Zhen, drove over in a tank.
Fang Zhen jumped off the tank and went straight to Shu Yuanshan: "Hey, Lao Shu, what kind of drama are you singing! Why did you even put down the gun?"
Shu Yuanshan blushed and said: "Let's discuss the next step and study how to play."
"Have you studied how to fight?" Fang Zhen was obviously dissatisfied: "I said Lao Shu, we are fighting together. You study yours, but what about us! What are we here for? You fight yours, and we fight us.
Yes, this is called collaboration!"
The company deputy hurriedly intervened and said: "We have just discussed it. After the discussion is completed, we will definitely report it to our brother troops."
"Okay, tell me your results. I'll listen." Fang Zhen took another step forward.
"Our idea is to withdraw the troops first and defend outside the city..."
Before the company officer finished speaking, Fang Zhen became angry. He pointed at the mountains to the north and said angrily: "Listen, the fighting over there is so tense. We actually have to stop fighting now. What do you want to do? Do you want to be there?
We are enjoying the success here, but we are still afraid of sacrifice. If we take one more minute to destroy the enemy, many brothers over there may have to be sacrificed."
Lian Fu blushed and tried to tell the difference, but was stopped by Fang Zhen with a wave of his hand:
"I don't know what your infantry combat principles are, but the combat policy of our tank troops is to attack, attack, and attack again. If you don't attack, you will defend the city here, and I will go up with the tanks!"