Chapter 33: Retreat

Song Biao has been in this world for less than two years, and Sima has been here for less than a year, and the two first discovered each other's existence, and then tempted. By www.biquge.info time they gradually approached and came closer together, it was only three months before the Japanese attacked.

In such a short period of time, although Sima transported a large amount of materials, most of them were non-military materials, which had limited impact on the direct combat effectiveness of Song Biao's troops. Food and clothing cannot be directly transformed into combat effectiveness, and machinery and equipment can only be transformed into combat effectiveness after a long period of commissioning, trial operation, and supporting facilities.

Even if it costs a lot of money to ship, it will take a while to make it into explosives. Moreover, this only improved their ammunition supply. For them, who were able to buy weapons and ammunition directly from Handan, this was the icing on the cake, not a send-off.

For their combat effectiveness, it was the batch of computers and calculators that Sima Jia brought over. In the previous defensive battles, it was because of this batch of calculators that the heavy artillery unit directly commanded by Song Biao was able to calculate the artillery positions of the Japanese army in the shortest possible time, and then rely on the justice of 155 caliber to teach the Japanese how to behave.

When the Japanese infantry attacked, it was also because of the assistance of the calculator that the artillery of the defending army gave full play to the performance of the cannon to the maximum, turning the dense charge of the Japanese into a desperate charge.

However, during the night battle, most of the Japanese troops were in the dark, and when they approached, the two sides spent most of the time in a scuffle. Even if Song Biao dared to open fire on the two sides of the melee, they were originally the side with sparse troops, and while preventing the Japanese army from continuing to attack, they were also consuming the living force of the defenders.

The Japanese troops scattered in all directions, and a barrage of Japanese orders sounded in the darkness. Under the command of the officers who led the team, the Japanese soldiers rushed forward with bayonets and grenades, and the tragic fighting broke out again.

Several Japanese soldiers howled and pushed into a burning cauldron, and the fire oil built up on them, turning them into burning men. The Japanese soldiers were on fire, but instead of retreating, they rushed to a heavy machine-gun emplacement, holding a bundle of grenades.

There was an explosion of "boom", and the Japanese shouts of "kill to give" rang out everywhere again. Relying on numerical superiority and the will to die, the Japanese army directly defeated the defenders while enduring half of the losses.

Song Biao roared angrily and killed all the Japanese soldiers who rushed in front of him. The crisp sound of "snapping" was nothing now when the gunshots were endless, but he was shocked, his head was thrown back, and blood flowed down his forehead.

He reached out and touched his forehead, and his hands were covered with blood. Just now, a stray bullet hit him in the forehead. His attention was focused on the enemy in front of him, not in the distance. By the time he realized that something was wrong, the bullet had already reached a few dozen meters in front of him.

At that time, he had several ways to dodge the stray bullet, but he did not do so, and he had no luck in bouncing the bullet, but instead used more force in his hand, splitting a Japanese soldier in half. Now he was covered in blood, and the blood from his forehead wet his eyelashes.

"Think that's the end of it?" Song Biao roared angrily: "You want to defeat me with this little ability? It's still far from enough! ”

"Submachine guns, follow me!"

A small army of more than thirty people came out in response. These people are masters selected by Song Biao from tens of thousands of troops, not to mention their high martial arts. They wore black bulletproof vests and steel helmets on their heads, and the weapons they carried were not rifles or pistols commonly used in this era, but submachine guns that Sima had obtained from another time and space.

The submachine guns used large, specially reinforced drums, each with seventy rounds. Each of these drums had several of them with them, and none of them had several defensive grenades with them.

Don't be deceived by the name of a defensive grenade, saying it's a defensive grenade, it's because it's too powerful, and it's usually still inside the trench and outside. If it is used during an attack, it may even affect the user if it is too powerful. Needless to say, this is also a good product that Sima got from another world.

Song Biao led this team of elite soldiers, did not retreat, but advanced, and killed among the surging Japanese soldiers. In the face of such great vitality, the Japanese soldiers with bayonet rifles were beaten into a sieve without any haste to assassinate or shoot. For a while, Song Biao led this group of people to beat back the offensive momentum of the Japanese army.

The artillery in the rear was also desperately firing at the rear of the battle line, and even if they couldn't see the enemy, they poured shells into the dark red. Orange-red flames continued to ignite in the darkness, and the explosion of the cannonballs shook the earth slightly.

Relying on Song Biao's personal bravery and a team of people holding weapons beyond the times, the defenders recovered a little bit of decline. The defeated soldiers were able to regroup and enter the third line of trenches under the guidance of the officer.

After rushing and killing for a while, Song Biao looked back at the submachine gunners he brought, only three of them disappeared in the melee just now, and the rest were covered in blood and high spirits, because victory was the best stimulant. But Song Biao found that these people had begun to lose their physical strength.

For ordinary people, as long as the fierce fight lasts less than ten minutes, they will be exhausted, and if the time is smoother, they will completely overdraw their physical strength. For these masters, they had been fighting for more than half an hour, defeating more than ten times their number of enemy troops, and they were not ordinary people, but they were also starting to get tired.

In addition to this, and more importantly, they are almost out of ammunition in their hands. The grenades and drums had been used up, and the Japanese army that had been behind them had been routed with whatever weapons they had picked up. And those Japanese troops were only scattered, not defeated. The Japanese troops in the rear still kept forming a group, and then pounced on them in waves.

Although Song Biao knew that it was now the situation where it was possible to win as long as he held on for one more minute, they really couldn't fight.

So, what's next? Song Biao did not hesitate and ordered: "You withdraw first, and I will break it later!" ”

The submachine gunners are not pretentious, they guide themselves where their limits are. Without weapons and ammunition, their role on the battlefield is not much better than that of ordinary infantry. Forcibly staying now is just a burden and a burden.

The remaining twenty or so people gave a military salute without a word, and then withdrew silently. (To be continued.) )