Chapter 308: The barricades are lost
With a muffled sound, a red flare flew into the sky screaming under the impetus of gunpowder, and pulled out a clear trajectory along the way.
"Alas! What are you doing here? ”
Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard, and a deputy platoon commander of the third battalion looked at the signal flare in the sky in a daze, and let out an exclamation.
"Poof......!"
"Oops......!"
Puff puff ......!
At the moment when the signal flare lifted into the air, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers approaching the barricade quickly pulled out the bayonets they were carrying, and then slammed into the unprepared soldiers in front of them.
With a series of terrible screams, the three battalion sentries in the dozen or so barricades had become corpses without firing a single shot.
At the same time, a dozen sentries in the barricade at the other end of the street also spotted the anomaly in the barricade far behind them. Just as they all turned around and picked up the guys and prepared to fight, a dozen or so task force soldiers hiding in the street corner behind them quickly rushed out under the leadership of Nie Yunshan, first killing five or six sentries with their backs to everyone in a flurry of gunfire, and then throwing two grenades into the barricade.
Boom......
After two violent explosions, most of the barricades were collapsed along with sandbags, and the dozen or so sentries inside were suddenly blown to pieces.
A few of the wounded narrowly escaped the fatal blast, but were soon stabbed into a sieve with bayonets by the soldiers who rushed to them.
When the gunshots rang out, the Nationalist soldiers on the backgate street of the regimental headquarters and in the barricades of the backgate street where the third battalion was stationed were attacked by a group of "Nationalist soldiers" almost at the same time. ”
At a glance at the attack at the main entrance of the regiment headquarters, in the face of a close surprise attack launched by a dozen Japanese soldiers who were proficient in Chinese, the two barricades quickly lost one after another.
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When the sudden sound of gunfire rang out from the street, the vast majority of people, including most of the soldiers of the third battalion, were gobbling up the shoddy meals. The sound of gunfire and the explosion that followed made many people fall to the ground with their chopsticks in shock.
The moment he heard the gunshot, He Zhendong, who was having dinner with Yang Yuanhua, rushed out of the lobby almost with a gun, despite the fact that the wounds on his body had not healed.
"What's the situation!"
When he rushed out of the house, he happened to see several soldiers of the guard company dragging several wounded people who had fallen in the door into the courtyard.
Hearing the roar of the regiment commander, a soldier who was shooting outside the gate hurriedly ran over, and said with a pale face:
"The regimental seat is not good, a group of national troops who don't know where they came from attacked the barricade outside the gate and blocked us in the courtyard!"
"Fart! Why did the national army attack us? ”
As soon as he pulled the panicked soldier in front of him, He Zhendong's eyes almost burst into flames.
"Tuanza! It's really the national army outside, and they're all wearing Tony helmets, so they're definitely not devils. ”
"What?"
At this moment, Yang Yuanhua, who had just rushed to the door with someone, suddenly ran back with a blue face.
"The situation in the regimental seat is not right, the national army outside is like crazy when they see us, my voice is almost hoarse just now, but they just refuse to cease fire."
Hearing this, He Zhendong hurriedly pushed away the guards in front of him and ran towards the door quickly.
"I'm going to tell them, our regiment is already in order, why are you attacking us?"
At this moment, a huge cloud of smoke suddenly rose from the roof of the main lobby. As the mountains shook and shook, the flying tiles and rubble soon shrouded the sky.
"There is shelling! Protect the group! ”
An arrow stepped forward, Yang Yuanhua couldn't help but say, and threw He Zhendong, who was trying to rush out of the gate, to the ground.
In the next second, grenadiers and mortar shells came one after another, and soon the compound where the regiment headquarters was located was filled with thick smoke, rising flames and flying bricks and stones, knocking down one guard company soldier after another to the ground.
Soon, the entire courtyard was completely covered in smoke.
After receiving nearly 30 grenades and mortar shells on and off, the explosion finally temporarily moved away from the regimental headquarters compound.
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More than 200 meters away, a non-commissioned officer of the "National Army" stretched out his right hand to the front and loudly said the new direction in Japanese.
"Target 204, position thirty-seven, all five volleys!"
Under his order, three grenadiers and two Japanese-style 90 mortars immediately made a dull sound, and fired one shell at a time towards the courtyard where the third battalion was stationed.
At this time, nearly 100 soldiers of the third battalion, under the command of the deputy battalion commander, gathered at the main gate and continued to shoot outward, in an attempt to break through the blockade of the barricades on the street and increase the regimental headquarters opposite.
Faced with the result that the front and rear doors of the compound were all blocked by machine guns, after paying dozens of casualties, the deputy commander of the third battalion decisively chose to abandon the back door operation and instead led more than 300 people of the battalion to launch a strong attack from the main gate.
As more and more soldiers brought in things to put under their feet, more soldiers began to shoot from the fence at the barricades in the street. Soon, the pressure on the Kuramoto people in the streets increased. Although they were protected by barricades, Kuramoto's small numbers began to become apparent as the Third Battalion began to tear down the wall in an attempt to open up a new route for attack.
Since the only bunker in the street was a barricade of more than ten square meters in the middle, which could only accommodate about 30 soldiers, the extra soldiers could only lie on the street and shoot.
In order to reduce his own casualties, Kuramoto could only devote some of his forces to the defense of the barricades, and the others could only stand at a distance and shoot at a distance. At this moment, the firepower that could suppress the three battalions was reduced a lot.
Soon, as a wall located on the east side of the compound was torn down to create several large gaps, dozens of soldiers of the third battalion, under the cover of machine guns on the wall, desperately roared out of the gaps and began to violently attack the barricades on the east side of the street.
Since there were only a dozen Japanese troops led by Nie Yunshan and a few puppet army personnel defending here, they were quickly killed and wounded in the face of attacks that were several times their own number.
Seeing that more and more Japanese were falling around him, a member of the advance team from the puppet army could no longer hold on, and tried to escape beyond the barricade after dropping his weapon.
"Bagaya Road......! Death to those who retreat! ”
With a mixed shout between China and Japan, a Japanese soldier Cao Chang quickly picked up his rifle, turned around and stabbed into the back of the puppet soldier who had climbed into the sandbag.
With a snort, when the bayonet was pulled out of the opponent's back, a stream of warm blood immediately sprayed Nie Yunshan's face on the side.
glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then at the Japanese soldier Cao Chang's eyes full of anger. Nie Yunshan knew that he had no chance to escape, so he had to turn his heart sideways, poke his head out and continue to shoot with his life.
In just a few minutes, just when Nie Yunshan and the others were almost unable to resist, with a dull explosion sounding, the soldiers of the third battalion located at the main gate on the north side immediately encountered intensive shelling.
Due to the concentration of numbers, the artillery grenades of the Japanese advance team can be said to be incomplete, and almost every explosion can bring out a bloody storm.
In just a few tens of seconds, twenty-five shells were fired in the direction of the attack of the third battalion!
In the end, amid the dense sound of explosions, the operation of the three battalions to break through and increase their strength completely failed. After leaving behind more than 100 corpses, the soldiers of the three battalions who had lost their commanders and died all ran back to the courtyard crying wolf.
However, even so, the shelling of the Japanese advance team did not have the slightest intention of stopping. Under the instructions of a Japanese soldier lying on the roof, the grenadier mortar of the Koizumi advance team almost chased the soldiers of the third battalion all the way and bombed indiscriminately.
In the explosion, many soldiers who fled into the house in a hurry were buried in the collapsed houses before they could take a breath.
In the face of such a dense bombardment, the soldiers of the third battalion, who had almost attacked the barricade on the east side, also began to panic. In addition, the soldiers in charge of covering the wall were driven down by artillery fire, and the weak assault team was immediately pressed back by Nie Yunshan, who had greatly boosted morale.
Just when the third battalion suffered a heavy blow, in the compound located at the regiment headquarters, Yang Yuanhua didn't care about the burning pain behind his back, and quickly got up and helped He Zhendong who was lying on the ground.
"Tuanza, Tuanza, are you okay!"
After shaking a few times in a row, with a violent cough, He Zhendong, whose face was covered with dust, suddenly woke up from his coma, and then struggled to get up.
"Yuanhua! Eighty percent of them are devils outside! Hurry up and contact the 3rd Battalion and tell them to quickly take back the barricades on the street, we must rush out of the yard! ”
Just when he was bombarded just now, He Zhendong, who had been fighting with the Japanese army all year round, instantly heard that something was wrong in his voice.
In addition to the grenadiers used by both China and Japan, the power of the other side's mortars obviously exceeded that of the Republic-made mortars equipped by the 21st Regiment.
He Zhendong is too familiar with the explosion of the Japanese army's 90-millimeter mortar.
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Hearing He Zhendong's roar, Yang Yuanhua quickly understood everything. Now the attack on the 21st Regiment is not a national army unit at all, but a devil disguised as a national army.
Understanding the seriousness of the situation, Yang Yuanhua hurriedly led people to rush towards the gate.
However, before they could take a few steps out of the door, a dense rain of bullets immediately shot out from the barricades on the east and west sides of the street, pressing Yang Yuanhua and them back.
After losing several soldiers of the guard company, Yang Yuanhua retreated again in embarrassment.
"No, Tuanzuo, the counterattack of the third battalion was hit back by artillery fire, and we were blocked here by devils!"
"What?"
Just when He Zhendong was shocked that the counterattack of the third battalion was defeated, two soldiers of the guard company with bloody faces suddenly ran over from the backyard.
"Tuanza! The barricades in the backyard are also lost! Now that the devil has blocked our back road, what should we do? ”
Hearing this bad news, He Zhendong pulled the guards over, and then stared at the other party with murderous eyes and shouted.
"Say it again! What's going on in the back? ”
"Tuanza...... The barricade at the back door also lost ....... ”
After confirming the other party's meaning again, He Zhendong was instantly stunned. After a long while, he pushed away the panicked guards in front of him, and after stumbling back a few steps, he suddenly closed his eyes and looked up to the sky and roared:
"Deng Yong! You national thief! Why didn't I kill you sooner! ”
Burst......
Under the rush of fire, He Zhendong, who was already seriously injured, spurted out a mouthful of old blood and .......
…… To be continued, thank you for your support!!
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