769. Hero's Tears, Wet Towel
It is also said that the elite of the regular national army fights to the death and fights viciously, if it is such a tough battle, and the ammunition is still deducted, then it will be a fart, and China will still resist a fart.
Without these elites of the national army using flesh and blood to contain the main force of the Japanese army in front, where would the rear be able to produce stably? Where can we smoothly develop guerrilla base areas behind enemy lines?
Therefore, in this case, no one dares to do anything about ammunition for the main forces fighting against the devils on the front line, and it is generally allocated by the Ministry of Military Affairs to supplement the front line as much as possible.
Therefore, now that the days are tight and the ammunition is insufficient, the three dogs will not get used to it immediately, and Lao Tzu has really never fought such a tough battle.
Sangou had to tell everyone to save ammunition and put the devil into a little fight, but this is also the behavior of throwing a mouse taboo, once the devil is too close, the devil will rush down the position with a charge.
Many times, in order to save a little ammunition, they lose their positions, and even have to kill some people, which is too cost-effective. Where there are large forces to rely on, there is still a chance to take back the position.
And the situation of the three dogs and their lonely in-depth situation, the loss of the position, and the next fate are very miserable. Just now I saw the group of horses scattering around, and the three dogs wanted to die.
Sometimes, when the enemy is close to the enemy, one or several of the enemy charges, rushes to the front of the position, and the two sides have a scuffle, and the dead person is not able to save some ammunition in exchange, because of a small loss, he loses a lot.
Sangou counted all the forces and weapons of the devil, and calculated a relatively safe blocking distance, that is, between 250 meters and 300 meters, which could not be shorter.
In fact, when it reaches 250 meters, it is already a very dangerous distance, because the devil's grenadier can now exceed a distance of more than 100 meters, and even reach more than 200 meters.
Fortunately, it is a hill on the plain, not only the vision is very good, but also the shooting range is also very clean, there are almost no obstacles, it is still condescending, and you can see the devil at a glance.
This kind of play is very suitable for sharpshooters like Xiucai, Zhang Zhiguang, Wu Dingli, Zhu Mingtai, Chen Yanxin and other excellent shooters, Sangou gave them the right to fire without restrictions.
These people, hiding in the surrounding bunkers, used the cover of the bunkers to snipe at the devils in the eyes of the gun, especially Xiucai, once the enemy enters the area of 400 meters, it will be his world.
Xiucai's gun was almost missless, and after shooting several devils in a row, the devils attacking from the south had to retreat to a distance of 400 meters, and the devils' heavy machine guns did not dare to move forward.
In the face of so many accurate shots, the devil had to choose the shooting blind spot of the dark bunker to attack, and the devil began to crawl towards these theoretical shooting dead ends in twos and threes under the suppression of the heavy machine gun desperately shooting at the hole of the dark bunker.
"Sample, that's all?"
Sangou took the binoculars and secretly scolded these little devils, and at the same time asked Xiucai to send out a few people, as excellent shooters on the move, move to the traffic trench on the mountainside, secretly shoot the devils, shoot a shot to change places, and not be bitten by the devils' heavy machine guns.
In this way, the devil's little trick was seen through again, and after losing a few personnel, the plan was declared bankrupt, and the devil's heavy machine gunner, no matter how fast he moved, could not keep up with the shooter moving in the traffic trench on the hill.
Besides, the devil's firepower is not suppressed enough, and even such a little firepower can't cover the entire hill's position, so what kind of suppression is there to talk about? Not to mention not daring to shoot at close range.
The squadron leader of the devil is now scratching his ears and cheeks, and Matsuda is also at a loss, but he did not expect this Chinese to be so powerful, and the tactical literacy and individual combat ability are of a super high level.
With the current average level of the Japanese army, it is really impossible to do this group of people, and as soon as he thought of this, Matsuda made up his mind to get rid of this group of Chinese, so as to eliminate future troubles and eliminate a potential danger for the Imperial Japanese Army.
But at present, it seems that unless he uses better weapons and more elite Japanese troops to fight, he can take this hill, but his current identity and specifications, without sufficient reasons, it is impossible to summon aircraft, artillery and tanks.
Besides, the Japanese army is now busy expanding its territory and trying its best to pursue the large forces of the Chinese army, and there is no time to worry about these small troops and small positions, and does not want to waste time in their own rear.
Wouldn't it be very simple to let such a small group of men and horses not endanger the operation of the entire division and the large army, so let them live for a few days, and after a few days, wait until the large army in front of them stops, and then turn back and clean up one by one.
What Matsuda now thought about was that since he could not penetrate the position, he had to dig fortifications, carry out imminent operations, dig tunnels or winding trenches to approach the hills, and rush up in one fell swoop.
The problem is that at this point, the garrison squadron of this railway is not a fully manned unit, and it has lost a lot just now, and it cannot support such a large civil engineering project in terms of numbers.
It is to excavate, and I don't know how long it will take to dig to the bottom of the mountain, digging for so long, it is better to stop, everyone is resting, as long as you keep an eye on these people, don't let them run, and wait until the big army comes, it will be easy to do.
Now that neither side can help the other, they have to stalemate here, and the leader of the devil squadron, at the suggestion of Matsuda, suspended the attack and immediately announced that he had stopped fighting, and he didn't want to fight in the first place.
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Xia Chen and Tie Shu saw Lao Yuan, covered in blood, sitting at the base of the wall, opening his mouth to speak, and spitting blood foam outward, but he couldn't speak, and immediately felt cold in his heart, knowing that something had happened to Lao Yuan.
The two exclaimed, ignoring the shrapnel wounds on their bodies, quickly pounced, hugged Lao Yuan, reached out and began to touch Lao Yuan's body up and down.
Lao Yuan was covered in blood before, and he couldn't be sure if it was his own blood or a devil's, so he still had to touch his body to see where he was injured.
But when you touch your stomach, you can know that Lao Yuan's stomach has exploded into a big hole, and blood is gurgling out, staining the intestines that flow out red, and the red intestines are also bleeding and flowing all over the ground.
What's more troublesome is that Lao Yuan's neck also cut a big hole in the shrapnel, although it did not hurt the major artery for the time being, but it also cut the trachea, no wonder Lao Yuan couldn't speak, his mouth went straight out and vomited blood bubbles.
Xia Chen and Tie Shu stopped touching them, just these two injuries, any one, they were fatal, no matter who came, they couldn't save Lao Yuan.
Lao Yuan also knew that his time was not far away, so he stretched out his hands with difficulty, holding Xia Chen with one hand and Tieshu with the other, and grabbed it.
Lao Yuan's eyes were also turning with difficulty, looking at Xia Chen, and immediately at Tie Shu, as if he wanted to imprint these two brothers deeply in his eyes, so that when he was on the road, he could remember the two of them.
Seeing Lao Yuan like this, Xia Chen and Tie Shu couldn't help but grab Lao Yuan's hand tightly and cry loudly......