Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Have a Hundred Ways to Kill You
Dashanyan hesitated, and finally decided to go to Fuzhou City and inquire in detail about the battle situation here before making a decision. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The Japanese line of defense at the Anzi River had retreated, although Genji Yayama had repeatedly ordered the defenders not to take a step back. But the positions on the riverside were empty, and the so-called thickened bunkers had long since collapsed.
The position was in a mess, all kinds of materials that had been blown up, and the mountain artillery and field artillery on the semi-enclosed gun emplacement, as long as they had not had time to withdraw, had become parts. The corpses of Japanese soldiers, which were not collected, led to a feast of scavengers, crows, coyotes, badgers, and more.
The Japanese army no longer dared to appear in pairs, and now the gains from the shelling are getting smaller and smaller. In addition to the personnel who assisted in setting up tents at the base, those who had the ability to shoot accurately from a long distance participated in the so-called adaptive live-fire training in the winter climate of East Asia. There is such a training program with such a crazy and cool hanging name, in fact, it is to let them go to shoot black guns.
Long-distance accurate shooting requires a lot of data to better debug the equipment, and the shooter also needs to adapt to the new environment from which he has traversed. The temperature, humidity, and wind speed here are very different from where they used to train, and it takes a while to train.
It just so happened that the Japanese army was still dragging its feet and did not reply to the food and grass requests made by the traversers. Zhao Yi asked accurate shooters and observers from various units to practice their hands.
The Japanese soldiers, who had just adapted to the mortar shelling a little, suddenly found that the pair of the First Volunteer Brigade had played a new trick. Only then did the Japanese begin to discover that the anti-artillery was the same as the scattered line during the attack, and people could not get together. It is much more likely to dig separate foxholes than to survive by hiding in a trench.
However, the opposite side changed its rhythm again, changing from cold running to cold shooting. At least the cold gun still has that scream to warn, and the cold gun is really invincible. When you hear a bang, it's too late for anything, and you can only pray that the shooter on the opposite side is not aiming at you.
Sometimes you just move around the foxhole and you get frozen, and if a part of your body is exposed, you may be shot by a cold gun. In the face of this powerful deterrent, many soldiers ate and drank Lazar in their own foxholes.
I don't know what kind of gun the enemy is using on the opposite side, and I can't see the fireworks and smoke after the shots are fired at all. The Japanese could only roughly judge the position of the person by sound, and then stretched out the Murata Type 13 single-shot rifle from the foxhole to return fire. Of course, if you want to hit the other party in this kind of counterattack, not only do you need Lady Luck to lift your skirt on you, but you must let Lady Luck let you go deep into it to have a chance to get what you want.
But the Japanese officers no longer drank these futile shots of the soldiers, and they knew that if they did not give these soldiers some way to vent their emotions, the soldiers would collapse sooner or later. The enemy on the opposite side is too shameless and despicable.
There were also hot-blooded officers who were dizzy, and organized soldiers to search in the direction of those shooters. As a result, Mao didn't see a single one, and half of the people died, so they reluctantly retreated.
In this way, another day passed, and the Japanese army never sent anyone to respond to the request of the traverser. Xiao Fei was angry, it was really an uncle who could bear it, but an aunt who couldn't bear it. Your Uncle Xiao came to collect the account in person, and you didn't even bother with it. Lao Tzu has a hundred ways to kill you, believe it or not?
At night, the cold gun finally came to an end, and there was no longer a situation where you would be shot as soon as you showed your head. But he still couldn't get up and walk, he had to leave the foxhole and go somewhere else, and he had to crawl forward. But the Japanese felt that it was already very good compared to the daytime, at least they could go to get food and water, and they didn't have to go to the toilet in the foxhole.
By the time these Japanese soldiers, who had been tortured for a day, were about to rest, there was a new rhythm on the other side.
A SWAT armored vehicle in which the S.W.A.T. was riding drove to the bank of the Saddle River. The two high-powered tweeters on the body of the car played a recording of a man's persuasion to surrender recorded in Japanese on a loop.
The Japanese soldiers knelt down again, and there was such a play, so that no one could live. I've been playing with you all day with my life, and I haven't let people sleep in the middle of the night.
After the car shouted for a while in Japanese to persuade it to surrender, it suddenly changed to a very sharp and piercing noise. This kind of noise, which made people feel like their nails scraping through the glass, made the Japanese soldiers who were slightly accustomed to the persuasion and shouting suddenly lose their sleep. Hemp egg, that super loud gramophone can play new tricks!
This is a kind of noise, the scientific name is called echo sound, the common name is howling, and the technical term is called natural oscillation sound. Well, if you can understand it, it's the kind of noise that the microphone makes when it's pointed at the speaker.
Xiao Fei, who was wearing a silent headset, smiled sinisterly, I said that I have a hundred ways to play you to death, let you scream, and let you ignore me.
This kind of feedback sound cannot be done for a long time, otherwise the horn will burn out. After a while, the passionate persuasion and shouting of a man raised by the dog was played on a loop.
After another night of tossing and turning, the Japanese army finally moved some distance behind at dawn, wanting to get out of contact with the First Volunteer Brigade.
Today, it's the turn of the Navy SEALs to shoot the black guns. The Japanese dogskins that An Yanxin had scraped earlier came into play.
The Navy SEALs changed into Japanese uniforms, painted camouflage, and infiltrated the positions previously abandoned by the Japanese army, pretending to be dead.
The Japanese soldiers did not expect that after a distance from the back, they would have to dig foxholes again, and at the same time face cold guns. This time it was a complete collapse, and the officer could no longer control his soldiers. The geodetic, enraged soldiers, charged with rifles towards the place where the guns rang out.
However, An Yanxin dared to sneak into a place so far away from the north bank of the Anzi River, and had already planned the retreat route. The Japanese pursuers who were lured out were taken to the ambush site ahead of them by shooting at the SEALs, who were constantly moving through the various ruins of the abandoned positions.
When the last of the SEALs took refuge in an abandoned Japanese trench, two camouflaged Humvees suddenly flashed out from behind the woods, and two 7.62mm Minegon M134 machine guns, also known as the Vulcan cannon, suddenly opened fire on the roof.
Gatling gun? How is it so much smaller than the model of the Qing military? What about its hand crank? This was the last thought on the minds of the pursuing Japanese soldiers.
In the face of a rate of fire of up to 6,000 rounds per minute, there is no hope of survival when encountering the "Vulcan Cannon" head-on. The Vulcan cannon, with its cartridge installed, did not even leave a shell, and the Humvee turned and drove away, leaving only fragments of Japanese soldiers on the spot.
An Yanxin poked his head out of the trench, looked at it, and found that there were no pursuers. With the team to change places, I started shooting black guns again.
Motoharu Yamachi had to withdraw this Japanese army for repairs, and they no longer had much meaning in their positions. The opponent spent such a small price, and it only took two days to break their morale.
The Japanese soldiers were not afraid of face-to-face brutal battles, but what kind of battles they experienced in the past two days were simply inhuman torture.
Dashan Yan finally made up his mind to compromise with the First Volunteer Brigade, but he planned to negotiate with the other party to suppress the other party's price. Although grain and horse feed are not valuable things, their grain and grass are transported from North Korea, and now that the transportation capacity is so scarce, grain and horse feed have become scarce.
After the Japanese army landed at Huayuankou, in order to ensure the supply of war materials for the Japanese army, Dashanyan issued a training announcement, forcibly plundering the daily necessities, houses, labor, means of transportation, and cash in Liaodong. As a result, wherever the Japanese army went, supplies were plundered along the way.
However, in the first year of the Liaodong flood, he did not catch any food, and the Qing army drove the people away and filled the wells before the arrival of the Japanese army. Most of the Japanese supplies were brought ashore by manpower on sampans from transport ships, and then transferred to scattered troops.
The freed soldier returned with a white flag and a message from Dashan Yan.
Roughly speaking, there were many misunderstandings with your ministry a few days ago, which led to unpleasant conflicts. Your ministry does not belong to the Qing court, and the two armies should shake hands and make peace. If your troops release the Emperor's loyal warriors who were captured a few days ago, they will be rewarded with abundant food and grass. However, all the grain and grass of our army are transported here by North Korean ships, and there is no surplus, so can the amount demanded by your troops be reduced as appropriate?
Zhao Yi asked the soldier to reply, Your Excellency, General, our army asked for the materials, but there are only two sentences: yes or no.
How is it domineering? Does it look familiar? Yes, in the original parallel time and space, when Li Hongzhang prayed for Japanese Prime Minister Ito Hirobumi to cut the blackmail in Shimonoseki, this is how Ito Hirobumi replied to Li Hongzhang. Yang Xiaodong told Zhao Yi about this history yesterday, and now he has returned it to Dashanyan as it is.
The words of the First Volunteer Brigade are very clear, and I will ask for those requirements, so you can say that you will give it or not. You don't want to ask me anything, and neither the cessation of hostilities, nor the release of prisoners, nor the reduction of the amount of food and grass demanded are within the scope of negotiations.
I'm just a hooligan, if you don't give it to me, I'll just come to the door to make trouble.
Zhao Yi didn't do this because he was in a hurry, this was pulling the tiger's skin to make a big banner, and he couldn't let the other party know his truth and truth. If you make the slightest concession, the Japanese will suspect that you have weaknesses in some areas, and they will easily back down.
However, the traverser really has a fatal weakness, and the population base is too small. Now Zhao Yi wants to hold out until D+15, and what kind of changes will the situation have on the day the support that the "director team" said arrives. The Japanese must be frightened before that.
The negotiations here have been fruitless, and the black guns and cold guns have not stopped there. When the newly replaced Japanese troops handed over to the original defenders, they couldn't help but beat drums in their hearts when they saw the decadent appearance of those Japanese troops.
However, it soon became clear to them what had happened to their compatriots. These newcomers did not grasp the life-saving skills taught by the original defenders in time, and the casualties rose again.
Dashanyan decided that he couldn't delay it any longer, and if it dragged on for another day or two, this army should collapse again, where did he come from, so the troops can still be replaced. The First Volunteer Brigade can give them as much as they want, just do it in secret, and write these grains and grasses into the battle damage.
It's just that you only have to defend, where is the offense?