Chapter 340: A Victory Without Joy
As soon as Liu Cheng adjusted the direction of the muzzle, a soldier who had gone to the front to reconnoiter hurriedly ran to him and said with a nervous face:
"Report to the battalion commander! Devils, devils are rushing this way! ”
"How many?"
"About three hundred!"
Liu Cheng smiled, turned his head and ordered Guan Hong:
"Gather half of the people and prepare to meet the little devils, and the rest are responsible for protecting the three cannons and the people from the heavens!"
Guan Hong replied "yes", but did not move under his feet, but asked Liu Cheng hesitantly:
"Battalion commander, isn't half of the people a little small? Three hundred people came. ”
Liu Cheng smiled, smiling very confidently:
"Don't worry, as many as you come, you will die!"
When the words fell, the expression on Liu Cheng's face became hideous and terrifying......
The reason why he is so confident is because Liu Cheng knows that it will definitely not be the special combat team that comes.
Of course, Liu Cheng did not think that the other party was afraid and did not dare to come, but was worried about the three anti-tank guns.
So, it must be Aomori Sasaki's team that came.
After the team was assembled, Liu Cheng called Duan Gang to his side and said in a low voice:
"Brother, please go and talk to those two instructors, you must contain that howitzer, I will solve these devils!"
Duan Gang smiled and nodded:
"Battalion Commander Liu, don't worry, I will definitely contain that cannon for you, so that you can test those submachine guns happily!"
was broken by Duan Gang's words, and Liu Cheng immediately burst out laughing.
Indeed, he dared to speak so hardly, relying on the sixty German submachine guns and thirty Mauser 98 rifles equipped with quadruple scopes!
If these 90 guns were placed in a battle of the scale of Songhu, they would indeed play very little role.
But against about 300 devils, that is to mow the grass with a sickle.
Sasaki Aomori was careful enough, but he still couldn't avoid turning himself into a joke.
In order to avoid being attacked by artillery fire, he deliberately let the troops advance in a dispersed manner, with the interval between each soldier being about seven or eight meters.
When he was still about 15 kilometers away from Liu Cheng's location, the anti-tank gun began to "work".
Scattering the formation did prevent mass casualties, but the hit rate increased considerably.
Every shell fired by Liu Cheng could kill or injure four to seven Japanese soldiers.
With Aomori Sasaki ordering to move at full speed, this 15-kilometer distance still caused his team to suffer forty or fifty casualties.
After the distance between the two sides was reduced to within 300 meters, Aomori Sasaki immediately gave the order to shoot at will.
But before the Japanese soldiers could find the target, more than a dozen gunshots suddenly rang out on the opposite side, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers fell to the ground.
The person died, but no opponent was found, and the general direction could only be judged by the sound of gunfire.
At this time, Aomori Sasaki was no more tormented than Liu Chengqiang, who was lying in the crater more than an hour ago and was shrouded in painful memories.
Even retreat has become a luxury.
After Duan Gang found the location of the other two anti-tank guns, he conveyed Liu Cheng's meaning to the two instructors sent by Finn.
I have to say that these two people are very capable, not only to contain the 100mm howitzer, but also to send a shell to the back of Aomori Sasaki from time to time, so that he does not dare to have the slightest idea of retreating.
In desperation, he could only stubbornly order the troops to charge, thinking that when it was time for close positional combat or direct white-knuckle combat, he would be able to turn the tide.
But when he paid the price of seventy or eighty casualties and narrowed the distance to within 100 meters, he truly realized what despair was.
Sixty German-style submachine guns lined up, completely blocking Aomori Sasaki's team, and thirty Mauser 98s assisted, releasing cold guns from time to time.
In the blink of an eye, the positions of the hunter and the prey were completely reversed, and the initiative and all the advantages were transferred to Liu Cheng.
A bolt-action rifle with a bullet case against a submachine gun with one shot is immediately apparent.
Three charges, all of which ended in failure, leaving behind more than a hundred corpses, Aomori Sasaki gritted his teeth and ordered a retreat, making a half-circle from the left front, and fleeing straight in the direction of the rock.
He just couldn't hold on any longer.
When retreating, more than 50 people were killed and wounded, and half of the team of more than 300 people was lost, but they did not even take advantage of a single hair.
What is the point of fighting such a battle again?
If you insist on persevering, you can only explain the remaining more than 100 people here.
Before leaving, Aomori Sasaki did not forget to let people inform Kasahara Kawakiichi to retreat, and his reason was also very good, to "go around to the back to fight".
But send a letter