Chapter Twenty-Three: The Night Battle
Qin Yuan quickly realized that the problem was not good, and it would be very detrimental to his side if such a stalemate continued. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
But it was very unwilling to retreat like this, after all, this group of devils had slaughtered so many people, and it was difficult to understand the hatred in their hearts if they were not destroyed.
Ordering the troops to cease fire, he called Zhang Fenglin to discuss.
"Our situation is not good now, the devil army is in the county seat, and it is not a way to drag it out like this. I think it's so neat, leave a few brothers here to cooperate with Makqin to shoot to attract the attention of the devil. Lao Zhang, let's take the rest of the people and quietly get out of the mound, let's talk with bayonets, we must destroy this group of devils! ”
"Heavy machine gunners, pay attention, don't be touched by the little devil's black gun."
Qin Yuan's arrangement was well thought out.
There are not many people in their own right, although the situation now occupies the initiative, but the devil's reinforcements may come at any time, and the more it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for their side.
And shooting at the devil is easy to cause a large number of casualties, so it's better to see red with a bayonet and fight for his dog's day.
Zhang Fenglin himself has no opinion on this arrangement.
For him, fighting bayonets and watching the devils die one by one under his own knife is a very refreshing thing.
Seeing Zhang Fenglin's agreement, Qin Yuan immediately ordered him to go back and form a team and follow the established tactics.
Zhang Fenglin returned to the position and quickly picked more than a dozen strong men to assemble.
When everyone heard that they wanted to take advantage of the darkness to touch the devil's position, they all hesitated. Although the devil is a cavalryman, his combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.
Zhang Fenglin was born as a bandit, and no one has ever seen him. He could see a hint of fear in the expressions of his men.
After all, there are still a little more recruits, so it's not a big problem for them to shoot from a distance. But if you really want to go up and fight the devil hand-to-hand, there is still some timidity.
Zhang Fenglin felt that the fear in their hearts must be dispelled, otherwise someone would run away in the dark if they couldn't keep it for a while. Once the phenomenon of desertion appears, the blow to the morale of the troops is too great.
"Isn't it cowardly? If anyone is scared to quit now, I don't blame him! Zhang Fenglin said quietly.
Seeing that no one in the team spoke and no one came out, Zhang Fenglin felt that there should be no big problem.
"It seems that they are all men with handles! After a while, the platoon commander will personally lead the team, and the commanders will take the lead, what reason do we have not to work hard! Worthy of those dead folks! ”
It is always the best mobilization for officers to take the lead, and as soon as the soldiers heard that the platoon commander was going to rush out with them, they immediately dispelled their worries.
Just when Zhang Fenglin was searching his stomach and making a generous statement, Qin Yuan was telling the people who stayed on the other side.
"Be sure to pay attention to a shot and change places for a while. The devil marksmanship is accurate, and he tries to avoid unnecessary casualties.
In addition, the shooting rounds must be fast, don't be afraid of wasting bullets, and you must not let the devils find out that there are fewer people on our position! ”
"I know, platoon commander, don't worry, I know it." The veteran who stayed behind to lead the way agreed.
Seeing that a few people understood what he meant, Qin Yuan seized the time to instruct the heavy machine gunner a few words.
"Once you big guy fires, you will definitely be the target of the devil's attack, pay attention to concealing yourself, don't just try to expose yourself to the devil's gun! It doesn't matter if you hit the devil or not, as long as you suppress them. ”
"I don't have high requirements, surviving is the first place, and killing devils is the second!"
"Got it, platoon commander." The man who controls the Maxim heavy machine gun is a taciturn veteran, and a few simple words reveal his powerful heart.
After all, those who dare to play heavy machine guns and can survive safely are not simple people.
After arranging the matters here, Qin Yuan immediately rushed to Zhang Fenglin's side, and Zhang Fenglin's side had already made preparations with his brothers.
"I'll go up later, and give the devil a wave of grenades first. Wait for the grenade to explode and rush immediately, don't give the devil a chance to breathe. Recruits must pay attention, try not to shoot when fighting bayonets, these 38 rifles have strong penetration, so as to avoid bullets passing through the devil and hitting their brothers! ”
After some advice, Qin Yuan set off quietly with people.
Looking at the dozen or so brothers who set off, the brothers on the battlefield silently saluted a military salute under the leadership of the veterans.
Because they don't know how many of these iron-clad men will come back after the battle! And how many parents will lose their dearest son forever!
In this fourteen-year-long war, such scenes will appear countless times. How many good men used their bodies to block the devil's bayonets.
In the night, a group of unknown Chinese soldiers quietly set off. A group of iron-blooded men will use their bayonets and lives to show the devil the bloody nature of the Chinese!
At this time, Masao Ueshima never imagined that the Chinese army on the opposite side would take the initiative to attack him.
He was fantasizing about waiting for the arrival of the great army, annihilating the recalcitrant enemy in one fell swoop, cutting off their heads and hanging them at the city gates. Let other Chinese see, this is the end of opposing the Great Japanese Imperial Army!
After a moment of silence, those who remained in the frontal position were the first to shoot. The rumbling sound of the Makqin heavy machine gun was interspersed with the crisp burst fire of the 38 rifle.
The bullet hit the corpse of the war horse, splashing with blood.
Masao Ueshima commanded his troops to immediately counterattack. Under the cover of heavy machine guns, he did not notice that the sound of rifles on the opposite Chinese position was much more sparse.
Since Qin Yuan ordered his subordinates to change places for a shot, the counterattack on the devil's side did not achieve any effect, and even some of them who were suppressed by Makqin couldn't raise their heads.
At this moment, Qin Yuan led someone to quietly touch him from the side.
The fuse sounded, and more than a dozen grenades flew towards the devil's position. Under the violent explosion, the devil was killed several people in an instant.
With the smoke from the grenade explosion, Qin Yuan and the others immediately rushed to the devil's position with bayonets.
One by one, capable men pounced on the devil like a wolf and a tiger.
When the devil reacted from the explosion of the grenade, Qin Yuan had already rushed in front of him.
The devil was suddenly confused.
Because the devil cavalry is equipped with a "44-style" infantry rifle, the length of the gun is only 96.6 centimeters, which is nearly 30 centimeters shorter than the 38 rifle.
Although it was also equipped with a 40-centimeter-long folding bayonet, when fighting bayonets, facing Chinese soldiers holding 38 rifles was inherently at a huge disadvantage.
Several devils shot in a panic, and the bullet passed through the crack of the person, startling Qin Yuan into a cold sweat.
Seeing Qin Yuan and the others rushing up, a devil hurriedly pressed the tenon of the riding gun and ejected the bayonet from the front board. At this moment, Zhang Fenglin, who was quick-eyed, had already stabbed the 38 rifle into his body.
A poke, a turn, and a pull-out, the devil covered his chest and fell to the ground on his back.
Seeing this, the other devils threw away their riding guns one after another. He drew a 102-centimeter-long "32-style" cavalry knife and slashed at the Chinese soldiers who pounced.