L.F-Hist.Novelist Chapter 76 Zhao Gang was shocked: Whose subordinate is this?
Chapter 76 Zhao Gang was shocked: Whose subordinate is this?
At the foot of Xinchao Village, a dozen Japanese sentries occupied a few hundred meters of the mountainside, and they dared not expand any further towards the summit.
Although the company commander did not explicitly say that it was the main force of the Eighth Route Army that did it, they all knew it in their hearts and were also very afraid of dying.
If a real fight breaks out, they will be the first to die. As long as they occupy a 300-meter field of vision, the Eighth Route Army's bullets will not be able to hit the target every time, and they will have completed their mission.
At the village entrance, Yamaguchi Michizo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the sentries had secured a clear line of sight.
He thought to himself: Perhaps the main force of the Eighth Route Army has already left...
Right now, the corpses of Imperial Army soldiers cannot be left to rot in the open.
We should at least find a place to bury it, or even take it back with us.
Immediately, Yamaguchi Michizo ordered, "Soldiers, salute the fallen heroes!"
Swish!
All the Japanese soldiers stood at attention, saluted the dozens of corpses, and then began to approach and move the bodies.
Just as the Japanese soldiers were carrying the corpses, a gunshot rang out from the void!
The bullet hit one of the Japanese soldiers instantly.
These are the gunshots of the Eighth Route Army launching an attack!
At the sound of gunfire, the Japanese soldiers panicked and hurriedly threw away the corpses they were holding, then returned fire in the direction of the gunfire.
On the hillside, Wang Yousheng gave the order: "Comrades, charge!"
"Charge!"
The soldiers surrounding them sprang to their feet, and more than a hundred of them formed a commando team, rushing down the mountain like a flood bursting its banks!
Yamaguchi Dozo observed carefully, then panicked and ordered: "Machine gunners, grenade throwers, northwest direction, eliminate them!"
chug chug!
Powerful bullets rained down on the mountain, and the dozen or so soldiers at the forefront fell to the ground, buying time for the comrades charging behind them.
At the same time, two teams emerged from behind the Japanese troops.
Zhao Gang's county brigade!
Two platoons of soldiers!
They attacked from behind.
Zhao Gang led the county brigade forward, only thinking about engaging the Japanese in hand-to-hand combat. As his comrades charged, they noticed gunfire nearby.
Zhao Gang looked and saw that it was his comrades. Their two machine guns had already harassed the Japanese soldiers' rear.
By such a coincidence, the Japanese company was attacked from three sides, leaving it vulnerable to attack from both sides.
Before the grenade launcher team could even turn their guns around, the county brigade comrades who rushed into the position chopped off their heads with a single blow.
The Japanese machine gunners guarding the center were suddenly shot through the back, and the machine gun positions were wiped out in an instant.
Yamaguchi Dozo was completely dumbfounded. He thought it was just one wave of the Eighth Route Army's main force, but he didn't expect there to be three waves! The Eighth Route Army is really cunning!
"Defense! Defense!"
With a cold face, Yamaguchi Dozo ordered his troops to move closer and defend.
However, the Eighth Route Army's county brigade comrades had already rushed into the position, and a fierce hand-to-hand combat had begun!
Although these county brigade comrades did not have guns, it did not mean they were not combat-ready; the spears and broadswords in their hands were weapons!
They trained in cold weapons in peacetime so that one day they could fight the Japanese in hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield.
After several minutes of fierce fighting, large numbers of corpses fell, including Japanese soldiers and Eighth Route Army soldiers. For a time, the battle reached a stalemate.
Yamaguchi Dosan knew he was doomed. He believed that the firepower of a company could wipe out an Eighth Route Army battalion, but that was only in positional warfare. Once he encountered hand-to-hand combat with the Eighth Route Army, especially when surrounded by a large number of Eighth Route Army soldiers, the Eighth Route Army could wear down his soldiers to death, even if it was three against one or five against one.
This is why he is afraid now.
Right now, with hundreds of Eighth Route Army soldiers surrounding them, the grenade launcher squads are unable to exert their combat effectiveness, and the machine gunners have already been killed, leaving only bayonet fighting.
At the village entrance, the battlefield was filled with smoke and blood.
In just a few minutes, the battlefield resembled a slaughterhouse, littered with the corpses of soldiers from both sides. Some were struggling to survive, some died with their eyes wide open, and others had fired their last shot in desperation. The entire situation was a chaotic mess.
Hand-to-hand combat has always been like this: there are no rules, no reason; whoever can destroy the enemy is the victor.
At this moment, Wang Yousheng also charged into the position. With his excellent bayonet fighting skills, he had already killed two Japanese soldiers.
This was his first time fighting the Japanese with bayonets. Inspired by the European-style bayonet technique, he discovered that his bayonet fighting skills were superior to those of the Japanese.
In other words, the European-style stabbing technique provided by the Golden Finger is superior to the Japanese-style stabbing technique.
"Baka!"
Just as he was feeling smug, a ferocious roar came from behind him, and Yamaguchi Dozo swung his military sword at him.
Wang Yousheng quickly turned around, raised his gun with both hands to block the military knife, and then swiftly kicked the opponent in the chest, forcing the opponent's attack back.
At the same time, he lunged forward and, taking advantage of the Japanese soldiers' confusion, stabbed them in the chest.
laugh!
The bayonet pierced Yamaguchi Dosan's chest, and his sword could no longer be used to cut down, remaining suspended in mid-air.
Wang Yousheng quickly followed up with another kick, pulling the bayonet out of his chest and spraying a brilliant burst of blood.
"this one?"
Wang Yousheng glanced at Yamaguchi Michizo's shoulder insignia. A company commander this weak? He was defeated in one move?
[Intermediate Test: Congratulations on killing the Japanese company commander Yamaguchi Michizo! Points +1000, Merit +20]
Congratulations on successfully completing the mission to annihilate the Japanese squadron! Points +5000, Merit +50
The battle report message appeared in the status bar of the cheat code, and Wang Yousheng calmed down.
Looking around, I saw that the Japanese soldiers had been mostly wiped out!
Even without the blessing of "Military Spirit Luck", the team still won, which was a good victory.
Zhao Gang in the team was stunned. Although he hadn't been on the battlefield much, he knew how cruel it was. To wipe out an enemy company, one had to pay a huge price. But this time, the Eighth Route Army only used two or three hundred men to slaughter the entire Japanese company.
At the same time, he also noticed that the bayonet fighting techniques used by the soldiers were different from what he had observed.
The soldiers' thrusting, defensive, and offensive tactics were all different when they were fighting the Japanese.
In the past, the situation of three against one rarely occurred here. Basically, one soldier could fight one enemy. A little observation would tell that something was wrong.
Zhao Gang was a little confused. When did such a force appear in northwestern Shanxi?
As the battle neared its end, they began cleaning up the battlefield and tallying casualties...
"Political Commissar Zhao, Platoon Leader Wang!"
Captain Wu approached Wang Yousheng and Zhao Gang.
Wang Yousheng glanced at Zhao Gang: "Are you Political Commissar Zhao?"
Zhao Gang nodded: "Are you Platoon Leader Wang?"
This was how the two of them greeted each other when they first met.
The fight was so chaotic that I didn't even know who the other person was.
Captain Wu explained, "Political Commissar Zhao, the Japanese were sweeping through the countryside, and Platoon Leader Wang was leading his comrades to fight them off. As soon as I arrived, I joined him in the fight."
Zhao Gang understood; that's where the bursts of gunfire came from.
wrong.
A platoon dared to fight an entire Japanese company?
Isn't this too risky?
Zhao Gang subconsciously glanced at Wang Yousheng. He was in his early twenties, with sharp eyes and a very capable-looking military bearing.
This platoon leader surnamed Wang is so brave at such a young age?
Whose subordinate is this?