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"Spread out and take cover."
"Kun Heimu, get down, get down!"
"Nagasawa-kun, the first team seized the ruins on the right side of the street!"
"Signal to the tank squad, let them come back, signal quickly! Signal!"
"Ahhh, I was shot, I'm going to die, Matsushima-kun, please give my suicide note to my mother, please."
More than 50 devils and infantry were in a mess in an instant. Wherever the dazzling tongues of fire passed, one after another devils fell into a pool of blood, and they were half lying down in a blink of an eye.
Faced with such a sudden and intensive fire attack, no matter how well-trained the army is, it will be chaotic.
But fortunately, after paying nearly half of the casualties, the remaining half of the devils finally moved to the street.
However, it was useless, because even if you hid on the side of the street, you could only avoid the fire from one side, and the machine gun fire from the other side could still hit them.
The casualties of the devils continued to increase rapidly.
At this time, the tank that led the Devil's infantry to attack finally came back.
What happened just now was too sudden. More than twenty machine gun firepoints suddenly appeared, almost filling the long and narrow observation holes of the tanks, so the gunners and machine gunners of the two tanks were a little confused.
But only a few seconds later, tank gunners and machine gunners responded quickly.
First, two vehicle-mounted front-firing heavy machine guns fired, followed by two 37mm main guns.
In street fighting at close range, the lethality of flat-fire guns was still terrifying. Only two gunshots were heard, and the two light machine guns of the Eighth Route Army stopped immediately.
It is estimated that it has been destroyed.
But the independent group is obviously also prepared.
The simple Molotov cocktail is undoubtedly a sharp weapon against the devil tank.
Almost at the moment when the Devil's tank opened fire, a dozen militiamen jumped up from the ruins on the street, and all of them were carrying beggar's version of Molotov cocktails that had already been ignited.
These Molotov cocktails are all modified with shochu.
Although very simple, but lethal enough.
"Bang bang bang!" A dozen Molotov cocktails smashed on the armor of the two tanks.
In a blink of an eye, the two tanks burst into flames one after another, and the fire quickly engulfed the entire tank.
In less than 2 minutes, the temperature in the tank compartment rose sharply, and the tank soldiers inside couldn't hold back anymore, and one after another lifted the turret cover and tried to climb out.
But what awaited them was a barrage of machine-gun fire.
The battle ended quickly, and all the more than 50 devil infantrymen who broke into Dagu Town from the front street were killed, and there might be some pretending to be dead, but most of the devils must have been killed.
The two tanks leading the attack were also caught in the fire.
At this time, there were gunshots from the other two directions.
Only then did Wang Ye know that fighting broke out at the other two street corners.
I just don't know how the battle in the other two directions is going?
At this time, several militiamen suddenly rushed out of the ruins on the street.
"Guns, a lot of rifles, hahahaha, now we're rich!"
"The crooked machine gun, this crutched machine gun is mine, no one is allowed to shoot me!"
"Donkey day, I want the heavy machine gun on the tank, haha, that heavy machine gun is mine."
These militiamen were obviously carried away. It was too late when Wang Yegang wanted to remind them, and one of the Type [-] tanks that was still burning suddenly opened fire.
The dense bullets swooped over.
The two militiamen were caught off guard and swept down.
Dare to have tank soldiers hiding in the carriage.
"Grass!" Wang Ye cursed and roared, "Don't worry, there's another one inside!"
After waiting for a few more minutes, the devil hiding in the tank compartment finally couldn't bear it anymore. He crawled out of the turret roof recklessly, and was shot dead instantly.
A dozen bullets directly beat the devil into a sieve.
Only then did Wang Ye shout: "There are all of them, hurry up and clean up the battlefield."
"Only collect weapons and ammunition, nothing else, Wolf Warrior Squadron, seize the commanding heights and establish a security position!"
As soon as Wang Ye gave an order, Wei Xilai immediately jumped up from the shooting position, then took a run-up with a sniper rifle in his hand, and jumped onto the broken wall of the ruins.
There is a platform on the broken wall.
The platform has just passed the fire, and the temperature is still a bit high.
But Wei Xilai didn't care so much, and just got down on the ground.
He set up the sniper rifle again, and locked the street intersection with the scope.
On the street, hundreds of militiamen have swarmed out of the ruins.
Shen Quan followed behind and reminded loudly: "Don't forget to make up the knife, make up the knife!"
But no matter how many reminders, there will always be people who are negligent.
Without any warning, two devils jumped up from the ground and rushed towards a veteran and a militia respectively.
The veteran reacted quickly, raised his hand and shot the devil in the face, shooting the devil on the spot, but the militiaman's reaction was a bit slower, and he was caught by the devil in no time.
"Back, back, all back!"
Gui Liao held a bayonet across the neck of the militiaman and roared loudly in Japanese with a hideous expression.
He actually didn't want to remember, he just wanted to pretend to be dead to pass the test quietly, but the Eighth Route Army wouldn't let him pretend to be dead, so he had to take Eighth Route as a hostage, maybe he still had a chance to survive.
The militiaman's face was pale with fright when the bayonet was pressed against his neck.
A dozen veterans and more militiamen raised their rifles like crazy and aimed at the devil.
But no one dared to shoot rashly, because the devils were hiding behind the militiamen. If they shot, they would easily accidentally injure their own people. If they didn't dare to shoot, they could only yell desperately.
"Put down your weapons, we will spare you!"
"If you don't dare to do it, you will die!"
"Little devil, if you have the guts to let Ah Si go, we'll fight each other!"
A devil and dozens of Chinese soldiers shouted loudly in two languages.
At this moment, there was only a puff, and a flower of blood bloomed on the brow of the devil, and then he fell straight back.
When Wang Ye turned his head, he saw Wei Xilai waving at him from the platform of the ruined cliff. He had fired the shot just now.
The militiaman Ah Si also followed suit, and slumped on the ground. Immediately afterwards, a puddle of water seeped from his crotch, and he immediately peed in fright.
Between life and death, there is great terror.
Few people can really face it calmly.
The other militiamen didn't mean to laugh at him, so they hurried forward to help him.
Ah Si's whole body has become dull and stupid. It is estimated that it will be difficult to recover in a short time, but as long as he passes this barrier, he will grow into a veteran in the true sense.
……
Kamekawa Kiyoshi came to the forward position.
"Chief of Staff." Mao Li Guangbo greeted him and bowed his head.
"Mori-kun." Gui Chuanqing returned with a military salute, and said again, "The head of the division asked me to take a look. How is the battle going?"
"Very well." Mao Li Guangbo smiled, "I have ordered the Fourth Infantry Squadron and the First Tank Squadron to rush into Dagu Town from three directions at the same time. If there is no accident, the whole town will be controlled soon."
After a pause, he added, "Although it's just a ruin."
Maori Guangbo is still very confident in controlling the entire town.
Because the fire that lasted for a whole day and night had already burned all the houses in the town to ruins. Without these houses and buildings as a cover, what would the Eighth Route Army have to contend with the imperial army?
"Chariots?" Kiyoshi Kamekawa frowned, "Didn't the division commander say that chariot troops should be used with caution in street fighting?"
"It's okay." Mao Li Guangbo waved his hand, and said, "The entire Dagu Town has been burned into ruins. This is no longer a street fighting terrain in the true sense, so the tank troops will not be in danger."
"Be as careful as possible." Gui Chuan said in a deep voice, "The Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army is not an ordinary army. They are not only strong in combat, but also very good at making and using various weapons, such as Molotov cocktails made of liquor, which are enough for street fighting. poses a mortal threat to the Imperial Army's chariots."
While speaking, an observation sentry suddenly shouted: "Captain, look!"
Guangbo Maoli looked back anxiously, and saw several Japanese soldiers fleeing from the street on the right side of Dagu Town, and there was a tank behind these Japanese soldiers.
However, the tank was already on fire.
"Nani?" Maori Guangbo couldn't believe his eyes, how could it be possible?
Kiyoshi Kamekawa's face collapsed immediately, Hirohiro Mori, an idiot, probably lost another chariot team!
At this moment, the tank broke down and couldn't move, and then the turret cover was opened, and three tank soldiers who were already on fire climbed out of it.
But he fell to the ground not long after running.
In just a moment, the three tank soldiers were engulfed in flames.
Seeing this, Kamekawa Kiyoshi's face turned black.
Mao Li Guangbo still muttered there: "How is it possible?"
Kamekawa Kiyoshi couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Mori-kun, I know you are a son of the Mori family, you are of noble birth, and you are also a high-achieving student who graduated from the Army University, but the real battlefield is different from the battlefield in the military textbook. Street fighting in learning is different from street fighting in reality!"
"Hai!" Maori Guangbo said suddenly.
This time, Maori Guangbo finally had nothing to say.
Because the tragic result was already in front of him.
Kamekawa breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "But fortunately, we only lost an infantry squadron and a tank squadron, but next, I hope you can learn from the lesson and don't make the same mistake again. Although there are many troops and excellent equipment, they cannot withstand a loss like yours."
"Hai." Maori Guangbo nodded again.
Still no excuse.
Seeing this, Kamekawa Kiyoshi's face slightly improved.
At least Maori Guangbo has a little bit of responsibility, and he dares to admit that he has not done well, unlike those royal children who are used to shirking responsibility.
At that moment, Kiyoshi Kamekawa said again: "Mori-kun, what are you going to do next?"
Mao Li Guangbo said in a deep voice: "Chief of Staff, I have to ask those defeated soldiers who escaped first, and then I can decide how to attack next."
"Yo Xi."
Kiyoshi Kamekawa nodded happily.
It seems that Maori Guangbo has really grown.
Those defeated soldiers fled back quickly, and were called by Mao Liguangbo again.
Facing Maori Guangbo and Kamekawa Kiyoshi, the defeated soldiers trembled in fright, because according to the regulations, they might only end up apologizing for their sins.
Not everyone has the courage to perform seppuku.
These defeated soldiers did not have the courage.
If they had the courage to commit seppuku, they would not choose to run away, and died on the battlefield just now.
"You don't need to be afraid." Mao Li Guangbo took the responsibility on himself, and said in a deep voice, "You have fulfilled your obligations as an imperial soldier, the failure just now was caused by my command error, and has nothing to do with you. "
"Hai." Several defeated soldiers nodded their heads one after another, feeling ashamed, grateful and fortunate, with extremely complicated expressions.
Guangbo Maoli asked again: "Now, please tell me, what happened in the town just now? Why did the three infantry squads and the three chariot squads disappear so quickly?"
"Hayi!" One of the defeated soldiers paused and said, "Shortly after the vanguard team passed by, our third team entered the town under the guidance of the chariot team, and everything was normal for the first 100 meters."
"But after a hundred meters, a large number of Chinese soldiers suddenly appeared on both sides of the street."
"There is at least one battalion with more than 300 people, and at least fifteen machine guns. The dense firepower covers it, and we can't even find a place to hide."
"They also threw a lot of Molotov cocktails."
"The tanks of the tank unit were also destroyed."
"Wait." Mao Li Guangbo said with a serious expression, "You said just now that there is at least a battalion of more than 300 soldiers on both sides of the street? There are at least fifteen light machine guns?"
"Yes." The defeated soldier said, "One battalion is only a lot."
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