Chapter 7 Man Jianghong (No. 5 Middle School)

About half an hour later, under the cover of mountain artillery, the little devil launched another strong attack on the Walnut Garden camp. This time, their breakthrough point was still chosen in the position of the second company. It's a "pity" that the regimental commander Lao Gou refused to cooperate, so he transferred the third battalion and the first company early and took over the position of the second company. The 1st Battalion and 2nd Company, which had only one platoon left, were transferred to the 1st Battalion and 1st Company, and the latter shared the task of defending a section of the trenches.

In the last round of attack, Shi Liangcai's company also lost more than half. The brothers were holding back a wave of anger in their stomachs and were nowhere to go, and when they saw the little devil repeating his old tricks, they immediately turned the muzzle of their guns and poured fire on the devil's head from the flanks. Zhang Songling and Liao Wenhua also had the intention to wash away their shame, leading Feng Bao and other brothers who were quick with their hands and feet, dragging two grenadiers and constantly throwing bombs at the devil's machine gunner's hideout.

They had poor aim and had difficulty throwing grenades near the target. But there were so many grenades and propellants captured by the secret service last night that they were not afraid to waste them. One can't hit two, two can't hit four, and a dozen grenades are shot out alternately by two grenadiers, and even if they still can't be covered with machine guns, at least they can blow up a few little devils.

"It's wrong, hide, the little devil wants to retaliate!" Liao Wenhua bent his waist and pulled Zhang Songling to run towards the hidden place. "Giggle------- A string of heavy machine gun bullets whistled past the place where he and Zhang Songling had just appeared, followed by two more grenades. Although it didn't hurt them, it blew a huge gap in the edge of the trench.

Zhang Songling turned his head, his body against the wall of the trench, his face full of admiration. Although he lacks courage and courage, when it comes to battlefield experience, Liao Wenhua can definitely rank first in the entire special service group. The two encountered danger several times, but it was Liao Wenhua who made an early warning one step in advance, so that the little devil's plot did not succeed.

"Lao Feng, next time you go first!" Liao Wenhua didn't have time to be complacent about his companion's admiration, and while quickly loading the propellant pot, he adjusted his strategy, "Go to the area that borders the third company and fire, don't aim at the machine gun, and give them a look at the little devils!" ”

"Hmm!" Feng Bao agreed in a low voice, and with another veteran, he dragged the grenadier and ammunition box, and slowly squeezed towards the position of the third company. That place was a little far from the direction of the devil's main attack, and the grenades were fired from the side, which was already close to the maximum range of the grenadiers. Therefore, the possibility of hitting the devil's machine gun is very small, and it can only take a step back for the time being, with the goal of killing and injuring the devil's living force.

The brothers of the 1st and 2nd companies, who were shooting at the little devils, pressed their bodies against the walls of the trenches, leaving as wide a passage as possible for the grenadiers. Feng Bao said "thank you" in a low voice, gradually speeding up his pace. At the junction of the third company and the first company, there were also two groups of grenadiers and a group of mortar gunners aiming at the devil's head.

"I'll fight with you!" Feng Bao quickly set up the grenadier canister after a brother had specially piled out the dirt bag, and calmly adjusted the firing angle.

The grenadiers of the Third Company nodded, and their eyes turned to their platoon commander Yang Fan. Yang Fan poked out half of his head, looked at the devil, then raised his arm lightly and quickly waved it down: "Fight!" ”

"Tom!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" , a German-made mortar and three grenadiers were fired at the same time, and the shells and grenades drew four arcs in the air, one long and three short, and smashed into the devil team. The devil soldiers who were approaching the original position of the second company were blown over more than a dozen times, and the smoke of gunpowder flew up with broken limbs.

The devils, who were not affected by shrapnel, hurriedly looked for cover to dodge, and the entire offensive rhythm was stagnant. At this moment, the grenadiers of Zhang Songling and Liao Wenhua quickly pushed out of the trench, aiming at a little devil's grenadier and pulling the firing belt. "Whoosh!" The grenade quickly rose into the air, hit the ground, exploded, disassembling the grenadier canister of the little devil into parts.

"Boom!" An even bigger explosion rang out, and smoke shot into the sky. The grenade that the devil had not yet fired exploded, and hundreds of shrapnel flew in all directions, cutting all the creatures within ten meters of the surrounding area into minced flesh.

"Well played!" The brethren of the 1st and 2nd companies were greatly encouraged, and their rifles and light machine guns reached out from behind the trenches and fired at the little devils. The arrogance of the devils was immediately suppressed, the heavy machine gun team and the grenadier group hurriedly shifted positions, and the light machine gunners also hid behind the rocks, and only after a while did they dare to pull the trigger again.

"Come again, a few more rounds like just now, and the little devil will be scared!" Shi Liangcai danced happily and loudly proposed to Zhang Songling and Liao Wenhua.

Zhang Songling rolled his eyelids at him to show his disdain. If every shot can hit the devil's ammunition box, and he can hold the position by himself, why bother the other brothers?! Shi Liangcai didn't mind being despised by his own brothers, squatted down with a smile, and flatteringly helped Zhang Songling and Liao Wenhua open a new ammunition box, "Is it up to you to take it?" If you don't set your goals higher, how can you work hard to achieve them?! I'll find two more brothers to help you carry the box, and you two can fight, and we have the grenades! ”

"Why don't you let the machine gun crew cooperate more!" Zhang Songling rolled his eyelids again and commanded in a low voice. The thunderous blow just now was definitely blinded, and he didn't expect it to be so accurate. And the next time good luck comes, he doesn't know when it will be, and he can only rely on increasing the frequency of the launch to increase the possibility of hitting the target again.

"Good!" Shi Liangcai happily agreed, ran to the vicinity of the machine gun group of the first company, and whispered to them to cooperate with the actions of the two company commanders, Liao and Zhang. Then he called a few grenadiers from the company and ordered them to follow Zhang Songling, no matter what they fired, just help load the medicine bowl and grenades.

At this time, the launch opportunity of the grenadier in the hands of Liao Wenhua and Zhang Songling has greatly increased, from firing one in about three minutes to firing one in about one minute. And the accuracy is getting higher and higher, and the grenade landing point is almost revolving around the front and back of the target.

The power of the little devil's forty-eight-petal grenade far exceeded that of the Shanxi-made ones in the hands of the brothers of the secret service group, and the killing radius of the explosion was as high as five meters, even if the landing site was slightly farther away from the target, it also caused great psychological pressure to the devil's machine gunners and grenadiers. Some of the machine gunners and grenadiers were terrified by the sight of grenades exploding around them on several occasions. He even changed the attack area without authorization, holding the guy in his hand and trying to stay away from the trench where the Chinese "sharpshooters" were hiding.

"Yaga!" The front-line commander of the attack, Kobayashi Jue, was so angry that his eyes were on fire, and he called two soldiers with the best marksmanship and ordered them to get rid of the increasingly arrogant grenadiers on the left side of the offensive route as soon as possible. "Hay!" The two devil sharpshooters agreed loudly, picked up the three or eight guns, and bent over to keep jumping and twisting in the crater. Soon, they came to a place about 150 meters away from the position of the 1st battalion and 1st company of the special service regiment, and each found a stone to hide, and set up the 38 big gayer on the stone, waiting for the target to appear.

Their efforts were not in vain, and in less than a minute, the target appeared behind a hidden mound not far away. The two devil sharpshooters quickly turned the muzzle of their guns, and before they could pull the trigger, the target suddenly disappeared again. Immediately after, a grenade shot out of the grenade barrel into the air, swept a distance of more than 50 meters crookedly, and plunged headlong into the dirt.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" Liao Wenhua pulled Zhang Songling back, and then pulled the grenadier back to the trench, pulling all his companions to quickly transfer. "There's a sharpshooter, I see the reflection on the crosshair!" lest Zhang Songling blame himself, he explained loudly. As if he was not Zhang Songling's boss, but the latter's subordinate.

Zhang Songling has always admired Liao Culture's battlefield survivability, nodded at him with a smile, and then quickly ran towards Shi Liangcai, "Stone, there are devil sharpshooters aiming at us, thanks to Lao Liao just now, otherwise I would have been opened!" ”

Shi Liangcai was also puzzled by his good friend's big failure just now, and when he heard Zhang Songling say this, he immediately took off the steel helmet on his head and leaned out of the trench with a rifle. "Dang!" With a crisp loud thud, the steel helmet flew upside down, and the front was pierced by a bullet.

"There is a level!" Shi Liangcai didn't laugh angrily, picked up a handful of German twenty-four, and hesitated to put it down. Picked up a brand-new 38 Gaier captured last night again, "Light machine gun, sweep me in this direction!" He pointed to the likely location where the bullet was flying and commanded loudly. Then he bent down and squeezed more than 20 meters to the left, and carefully poked out the barrel of the gun in another relatively hidden position.

Zhang Songling also picked up a handful of 38 big covers, and followed Shi Liangcai to the protrusion of the trench. Before he could poke the muzzle of the gun out, "Da-da-da, da-da-da!" "The light machine gunner has already launched a counterattack in the direction pointed by Shi Liangcai. The two devil sharpshooters were attracted by the light machine gun, exchanged glances, and slowly moved the barrel of the gun, looking for a kill of the light machine gunner in one fell swoop.

"Die!" Shi Liangcai aimed at one of them and decisively pulled the trigger. "Chirp!" The 38 guns let out a crisp explosion, and the devil sharpshooter from a hundred and fifty meters away fell in response.

The other devil sharpshooter was startled, and jumped into a crater with a rolling belt, only to carefully raise his head at an angle and peek at the defenders' firepower.

The light machine guns were still firing happily, and the grenadiers were rejuvenated, and although they were not fired as accurately as before, they were still very frequent. The Imperial soldiers, who were trying to move forward, had to stop again and again, dodging the grenades in the air, and the rhythm of the attack was greatly disrupted.

"Yaga!" Thinking of the cold eyes of the leader of the small forest, the devil sharpshooter forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, raised his head a little higher, and put the three eight guns on the side of his face again. The other side also has a very skilled sharpshooter, and he must kill that person before he can continue his unfinished mission.

"Chirp!" A bullet burrowed into the ground against his cheek, splattering a barrage of dirt. The little devil sharpshooter was overjoyed, and quickly raised his head, ready to snipe his opponent in the gap between pulling the bolt. Another bullet burst through the air, hitting the bridge of his nose and burrowing out from under one of his temples, bringing out a few bits of brain.

"Grandma's, play with Lao Tzu!" Shi Liangcai spat at the ground, put down the 38 big covers, and continued to command the brothers. Zhang Songling smiled at him, dropped another 38 big cover, and snatched the grenadier from Liao Wenhua's hand again.

The grenadiers of several other companies also quickly improved their accuracy in actual combat, and the grenades were fired more frequently and landed closer to the target. The imp's heavy machine guns, grenadiers, and light machine guns were quickly suppressed and had to retreat further away to avoid being blown into a pile of parts with their weapons. Without the cover of machine guns and grenadiers, the attack power of the devil soldiers was greatly reduced, and even if the 38 guns were accurate, they could not compete with the Makqin heavy machine gun and MG30 light machine gun, not to mention that the Chinese soldiers had more than 10 grenadiers in their hands, and they smashed 48 grenades on their heads without money. (Note 1)

"Stand back and rest, let the enemy struggle for a while longer!" The leader of the devil squadron, Kobayashi Jue, did not want his minions to die in vain, thought about it, and gave the order to retreat. The devil soldiers on the hillside were like being pardoned, dragging their guns, spreading their legs and running back. After two successive encounters, it became clear to them that the defenders of the Walnut Grove camp had the slightest resemblance to the Chinese troops they had encountered before. If the Chinese troops they encountered earlier could be compared to a pile of soft bones, this batch of troops stationed in the walnut orchard at this moment is an out-and-out piece of refined steel!

Shinji Ono, the captain of the reconnaissance wing, had been waiting at the foot of the mountain with a blue face for a long time, and when he saw Kobayashi Satoru and Takahashi Jiro with ashamed faces, he stepped forward and slapped him with a few big slaps, "Yaga!" You two still have the courage to come back alive, where is the honor of the Imperial soldiers? What about the oath you took when you joined the army? Where?! Have you been thrown into the stinking gutter?! ”

Squadron Leaders Satoru Kobayashi and Jiro Takahashi did not dare to dodge, and honestly lowered their heads and were beaten. When the boss's anger was almost vented, he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and half-bowed his body to answer, "The heavy team left the heavy machine guns and grenadiers to the Chinese, as well as tens of thousands of grenades with firing bowls. Continuing the assault will only increase casualties. Please forgive us, sir! ”

"Yo Si! I am very considerate! Shinji Ono was so angry that he touched the handle of the knife, and he couldn't wait to pull out the command knife and slash the two fools under him. However, thinking that the entire reconnaissance wing was only four squadrons, he shook his head and took his hand back. "You two, do you dare to write down what you just said and report it to the commander of the Kawagishi Division?"

"We are willing to take full responsibility for our words!" Satoru Kobayashi and Jiro Takahashi agreed in unison without hesitation. Nakasa Yama, who was in charge of the baggage team, had already been forced to disembowel, and throwing a few more basins of sewage on his head would not have any adverse consequences. Moreover, the two were not completely shirking their responsibilities, and the heavy machine guns and grenadiers on the defenders' side during the two strong attacks in the afternoon did put the Imperial soldiers under great pressure.

"Alright, I'll trust you two again for the time being!" Shiji Ono looked up at the quiet Walnut Garden camp and said with a sneer. "But ......"

Raising his voice abruptly, he stared at the two subordinates, his eyes were as cold as two steel knives, "Kobayashi-kun, Takahashi-kun, you two must wash away the shame by yourself tonight." The reconnaissance wing is the banner of the entire 20th Division, and there can be no stain on this banner. You two, you know what I mean! ”

"Hey!" Satoru Kobayashi and Jiro Takahashi bowed again, their voices full of confidence. The reconnaissance wing of the 20th Division is not something that ordinary people can enter. Participants must be familiar with the operation of various commonly used weapons, and be physically strong and have excellent willpower. Two months ago, they fought against China's 54th Army, and they once used the cover of night to touch the enemy's headquarters, and almost captured China's General Guan Linzheng alive. Today, they are defending their honor with the same means.

"The Chinese regiment commander on the opposite side is surnamed Gou, and in the Battle of Beiping, he once destroyed the artillery positions of the Empire!" Glancing towards the Walnut Garden camp again, Shinji Ono emphasized in a low voice. "You two bring his body back to me, the general of the temple is very interested in this person!" (Note 2)

Note 1: MG30, an air-cooled light machine gun invented by the Germans in 1930, is very reliable. After the successful trial production, the German military did not purchase it in large quantities because it had a better choice. But sold in large quantities to other countries. China has received a number of existing physical objects displayed in the Beijing Military Museum.

Note 2: General Terauchi, commander-in-chief of the Japanese North China Front, and the eldest son of Japanese Field Marshal Terauchi Masayoshi, Terauchi Shouichi, has a very high prestige in the devil ranks. One of the promoters of the Lugou Bridge Incident, he died of illness in Allied prison in 1946.