Chapter 13: The Fierce Battle of the Thirteen Villages (Part II)
Taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese machine gun changed ammunition, Jiang Shan jumped up and rushed out of the tunnel. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Several soldiers of the third squad saw that the squad leader was taking the lead, although they still had some mustard in their hearts, they didn't want to fall behind him, and they wanted to rush out after him. Jiang Shan turned around and shouted: "Stay for me, don't move!" Good concealment! After speaking, braving the rain of bullets, the cat bent his waist and rushed towards the stronghold of Thirteen Villages.
At this time, Cheng Sankui and Song Chao were not at ease in the back, and they also followed the tunnel to the front. Song Chao pulled a soldier over and asked urgently, "Where is your squad leader?" Where did you go? The soldier hurriedly replied: "Report to the instructor, the squad leader told us to hide here, and he himself went in the direction of the stronghold." ā
Song Chao's face changed greatly, and he said sharply: "Isn't this nonsense? With such dense firepower, he also dared to rush up? He doesn't want to die? It's just nonsense! ā
Cheng Sankui cautiously poked his head out and followed the direction pointed out by the soldiers, carefully observing. In a few moments, his face changed, and his face was full of surprise and incredulity, as if he had seen a monster. He gently dragged Song Chao, and said quietly and urgently: "Old Song, look at it!" ā
Song Chao followed his line of sight, only glanced at it a few times, and was also stunned.
I saw that in the dense fire net, a figure that was not very tall braved the dense rain of bullets, and with the afterglow of the overhead flares, kept tossing and turning on the ground, and quickly approached the Japanese stronghold. It's strange to say, every time I see a fiery trajectory that is about to fall on him, he always dodges it. Creeping, low-stance, leaping, rolling...... The seemingly casual tactical moves were made by him just right and played the greatest role.
Cheng Sankui muttered: "Old Song, I've been a soldier for so many years, you tell me the truth, have you ever seen such a standard tactical move?" ā
Song Chao was obviously also suppressed by Jiang Shan's skillful tactical movements. Everyone is a veteran, and often when a tactical action is made, you can accurately judge what level of the opponent's tactical literacy is. Although he is an instructor and is mainly responsible for political work, he is also suitable for soldiers to work together all day long, and he still has a little eyesight. These tactical moves made by Jiang Shan, at least among the people he has seen, are still the first.
Jiang Shan doesn't have time to care about what they're thinking now. Because of the failure of the sneak attack, many of the expected battle ideas had to be denied and reversed. He only wanted to approach the two pillboxes that were still spitting flames as soon as possible - as long as these two roadblocks were knocked out, then the follow-up troops of the first company could be quickly pressed and deal a heavy blow to the Japanese puppet army in the stronghold of the Thirteen Villages.
He was a little happy and a little scared now. Fortunately, as early as when he came to scratch his tongue, he had cut the telephone line in the stronghold in advance, and in order to prevent the Japanese patrol soldiers from discovering it, he also deliberately tied the cut telephone line back together; What I am afraid of is that it seems that the garrison of this squad is not equipped with professional radio personnel, otherwise, if a telegram is sent, he and even the entire company behind him will be dumpled by a steady stream of Japanese reinforcements from other places.
Jiang Shan sprinted with skillful tactical movements, and advanced to a position thirty meters away from the Japanese pillbox. The Japanese machine gunners had apparently spotted the rapidly approaching enemy. Don't think about it, at this time, the Chinese who are bent on coming to him will definitely not come to give him chicken, duck, fish and flower girls, if he gets closer, the biggest possibility is to stuff a sneering and smoking grenade into the shooting hole, and then go to Kudanzaka (the notorious Yasukuni Shrine is located in the Kudanzaka area of Tokyo, Japan) with a loud bang, to meet Amaterasu.
Aware of the crisis, the Japanese machine gunners immediately turned the muzzles of the two machine guns and concentrated their firepower, focusing on covering an area of 30 meters in front of Jiangshan. For a while, bullets rained down, and the firepower was so dense that it was outrageous.
Jiang Shan lay on the ground and had a headache. The distance of thirty meters is not far away, but it is not close. If it were normal, at this distance, with his explosive power, he would be able to rush through it in three or five seconds, but the problem now is that the bullets as dense as locusts have completely blocked this place. No matter how powerful he is, after all, he is also a mortal fetus in the flesh, and his body is not made of iron, and he was hit by a bullet, so he still has to report to Lord Yama obediently.
He touched the grenade hanging from his body, and he couldn't help but feel angry. Throwing a grenade directly into a Japanese bunker is a fool's dream. Not to mention the angle and accuracy of the impact point of throwing weapons, the distance alone is enough to make people tangled. Thirty meters, Jiang Shan can easily throw out, but it is a standing or kneeling position to throw a bomb. Lying on the ground like this, if you can throw this pound of iron lumps for twenty meters, you can be regarded as a strong man. The point is, looking at the current level of frantic firepower of the Japanese army, I am afraid that before he can stand up straight, he will be torn to pieces by the dense fire net.
Jiang Shan cautiously raised half of his head, and a few bullets swished with the sound of the wind, grazing his scalp and flying. He could even feel the burning sensation of a high-temperature warhead flying by. However, he didn't feel anything to worry about, the Japanese pillboxes were semi-underground, and the shooting holes and the ground were nearly one meter high. After calculating the angle of the shot, the position he is in now, if he adopts a lying position, should still be safe.
He took a closer look, hoping to find a cover that he could use. The result was naturally disappointing, and there was not even a single weed in the open field in front of me, not to mention shelter. In order to clear the shooting boundary, the Japanese army even dug up the stones on the ground and transported them. Not only that, in order to make it difficult for the attackers to sprint with all their might, the vicious Japanese army also dug a lot of small pits densely in the middle of the road. These are small pits that allow a person's foot to sink in, but they cannot be concealed with it. When you are sprinting at high speed, it is easy to accidentally step into it. If it is light, it will break the head and bleed, and if it is heavy, I am afraid that the ankle will be wasted. The end is extremely bad, but it has a great effect on preventing infantry charges.
Jiang Shan's eyes wandered back and forth several times, looking for loopholes that could be exploited. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on a small pile of lime in the middle.
This small pile of lime, which is estimated to be leftovers from the Japanese army's construction of the stronghold, is loosely stacked. The Japanese army probably thought that this small pile of loose white ash could be pierced with a bamboo pole, and it was impossible to use it as an effective shelter, so they let it go and did not clean it out in time. It's just that they never imagined that this inconspicuous-looking pile of lime would kill them in the end.
Jiang Shan finally confirmed the position of the lime, and then rolled sideways, from a lying position to facing the sky on his back. Immediately afterward, he pulled out a grenade from his chest, roughly weighed it, and threw it out.
The first grenade was somewhat misestimated and did not hit the target accurately. Jiang Shan pursed his lips, but did not give up, carefully estimated again, corrected the deviation, and threw out the second grenade.
This time he was lucky, and the smoking grenade was thrown into the lime heap accurately. With a loud bang, the loose lime was blown up by a strong shock wave, creating a unique smoke bomb effect.
The Japanese machine gunners, whose vision was blocked, panicked, and poured a scorching rain of bullets into the open field even more frantically, but the purpose and accuracy were significantly worse. Hey hey in the bottom of my heart, it's done! Now let's see what else you blind devils can do! He bent his waist and carefully bypassed the rain of Japanese bullets in front of him, and approached the pillbox from the side.
The Japanese troops in the bunker never dreamed that they were busy with fire blockade here, but the other side silently bypassed the front and touched up from the flank.
Jiang Shan leaned against the wall of the bunker and smiled evilly and pulled out a specially processed grenade from his body. This border area was not only carved with bayonets on the body of the projectile, but also wrapped a layer of dense small pieces of iron and broken glass slag with oiled paper on the outside. He tugged at the fuse in one hand, waited for two seconds, and then slipped it into the hole where it was still blindly spitting flames, and then dodged to the side with a tumbling.
The Japanese machine gunner in the bunker was screaming and shooting, and a smoking thing flew in through the firing hole and almost hit him in the head. He looked back at the ground in surprise, his pupils tightened suddenly, and then there was a loud bang.
The high-speed jets of air carried fragments, pieces of broken iron, and broken glass shards, flying around the bunker's small spaces. A few Japanese soldiers in the bunker could not avoid it, and greeted a baptism of bullets with their bodies. The heat and flames from the grenade explosion caused the ammunition to detonate. For a while, this bunker, which was still showing its teeth and claws just now, became a human purgatory of blood and fire.