Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Flag
After stopping and observing for more than a minute, Chen Yu had already formulated a battle plan in his mind.
As the old saying goes: Strike halfway.
Thinking of the Spring and Autumn Song Xianggong, the battle of benevolence and righteousness, you have to wait for all the enemies to cross the river. The things of the predecessors should be kept in mind by the future generations.
Only one squadron of Japanese troops crossed the Nu River and was attracted by the remaining defenders. Then Chen Yu had to block the Japanese troops crossing the river and stop them on the river beach, so that he could hold the river defense to the greatest extent.
Chen Yu said to the people behind him: "Attack from the east, block the Japanese people crossing the river, don't follow the wrong person." If Lao Tzu finds out who is playing sloppy on me, he will take the opportunity to slip away, and when the battle is over, you will have a share of the hanging on the tree. ”
The people in the back scolded: "Fuck your uncle." ”
"When did Grandpa run away?"
"That guy looks down on people, doesn't he, solo practice?"
Along the trenches on the positions on the east bank, one after the other, the heavy machine gun nests on the positions were still there, and the heavy machine gunners threw away the weapons that prevented them from escaping. Chen Yu didn't, so he asked him to bring a heavy machine gun that was thrown on the position, and a few people helped him unload the bracket, gun body and ammunition, and a group of people walked along the trench to the east position with their waists down.
Annoying La led people to shake the white cloth on the hillside, and the flag wrapped in mud in white shirts flew and fluttered, and I don't know if the rest of the Yu division who was standing in the center of the position saw it.
Hundreds of people came to the empty east position, which originally belonged to the battalion-level position of a certain main regiment of the Yu Division, and it has to be said that the fortifications here were built very properly. The trench was more than a man high, and anti-artillery holes were dug, and a large number of weapons and ammunition were discarded on the position, including heavy and light machine guns.
Chen Yu drilled into a semi-permanent fortification made of cement, which had observation holes, a pair of artillery mirrors, and a large amount of food and ammunition piled up inside. A map hangs on the concrete wall, and in the corner there is a box of in-demand goods such as liquor and cigarettes.
Without the heart to rummage through the contents of the fortifications, Chen Yu sent people to move out the ammunition and weapons in the fortifications and arrange personnel to defend the position.
Lying on the sandbag, Chen Yu used a telescope to observe the Japanese troops who were crossing the river two or three hundred meters away, and suddenly a whistling sound sounded in his ears, which seemed to be the roar of an engine, and when he raised his head and looked up, a formation composed of two Japanese fighters flew along the valley and river, shooting at the rest of the Yu division that was holding on, and the machine guns on the plane hit the position.
The weaving network of firepower wantonly harvested lives on the position, and the plane flew overhead, and its flight angle was so biased and the flight altitude was so low that Chen Yu, who was looking at the plane with a telescope, could see the fire of the aircraft guns being fired from the fighter plane.
"Don't go out of the gun hole!"
Chen Yu shouted at the soldiers around him: "Without my order, whoever shoots, Lao Tzu will beat him into a sieve." ”
The planes flew over the valley, shouting to complete a climb, and then turned their noses and dived downward, this time aiming at Chen Yu's troops. Two airborne 7.7 mm heavy machine guns swept by, smoke and dust rose from the position, and Chen Yu hid in an anti-artillery hole and secretly trembled.
Anyone who sees two fighters swooping down with four 7.7 mm heavy machine guns aimed at him and still being in danger is a fool. Anyone with a little experience will hide in the anti-artillery hole, is it possible to wait for the Japanese fighters to strafe along the trenches and blood to be called a tough guy?
The planes flew four or five times before they stopped firing the ammunition they carried, and the two planes slowly circled around the position a few times before leaving. For us, who do not have effective anti-aircraft weapons, the Japanese fighters have always been so face-to-face that they have no fear of being shot down.
The roar of the fighter jets disappeared in his ears, and Chen Yu drilled out of the anti-artillery hole and climbed onto the trench.
"Everybody come out, target the Japanese troops on the river beach."
In an instant, the people hiding in the trenches came out. The light machine gunner set up a light machine gun to strafe the Japanese troops on the river beach, and had to carry the heavy machine gun to find a suitable firing point and began to assemble the heavy machine gun.
Thanks to this period of training, the daily non-stop training has greatly increased our mobility, otherwise Chen Yu would have to smash them out of the trench one by one with the butts of his gun.
Chen Yu pointed his gun at the Japanese second lieutenant who was assembling troops on the river beach, and the sound of pulling the bolt sounded on the position, everyone was waiting for Chen Yu's order, and then let the Japanese troops on the river beach tear us apart.
'Bang! ’
The dull sound of gunfire rang out, and the soldiers on the position fired bullets at the Japanese troops on the river beach, and the rain of bullets caught the Japanese troops on the river beach by surprise. Chen Yu saw that his bullet missed, and he grazed the Japanese second lieutenant and shot a Japanese unlucky ghost.
There's no way, no one can guarantee that a hundred steps through Yang, it's good to be able to play one.
'Da Da Da · Dada······'
The imitation Czech-made light machine guns fired wantonly, and in a hurry, the first battalion only had four light machine guns, and picked up two from the position, a total of six light machine guns to form a fire network, which instantly stunned the Japanese troops on the river beach.
'Dididi! ’
The shrill and annoying brass whistle of the Japanese army sounded, and under the guidance of Sergeant Cao, the Japanese began to fire at us. But they were also not carrying heavy weapons, and their own cluster artillery was bombarding the only remaining positions of the Yu Division.
Their reaction was quick, and under the guidance of the Japanese commander, the Japanese troops on the river beach began to build firing points, the annoying grenadiers began to shoot grenades, and the first few corrective shells hit the positions, blowing up smoke and dirt.
Annoying ran over with the flag of the Sichuan Legion, ready to plant the regimental flag beside Chen Yu.
"Roll as far as you can with that thing, I don't want to wrap my body with that thing." Chen Yu shouted.
Annoyed but smiled: "You are our backbone, this flag is not inserted next to your old man, do you want the little master to be inserted on Henglan Mountain?" ”
"This thing is easy to get shot, lose it!"
"The report is attached to the regiment, this is the regimental flag of our Sichuan Legion, and it is easy to lose the prestige of the army if you drop the military flag."
"Don't bring it to me, you can hold it if you love it, don't say that my brother didn't remind you when you die."
As soon as he let go, he threw the fake regimental flag in the trench, stepped on it twice with his foot by the way, and looked at Chen Yule hehe, and he didn't know what to have fun about.
'Huh——! ’
The grenadier fell on the position, and a grenade landed not far from Chen Yu, directly burying him alive in the soil. Annoyed to see Chen Yu buried by a cannonball, the smile on his face disappeared, and he hurriedly rummaged through the dirt to find Chen Yu.
Stretching out a hand, Chen Yu was groggy and was grabbed by Annoyance, ripped him off his position, and hid among the people who were desperately pinching Chen Yu in the trenches.
"Dead fish? Dead fish? Gentlemen, don't lie to the little master, the wind and waves are coming, so you won't turn over this little sampan in the gutter. ”
Chen Yu shook his head, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, and it took him a long time to regain his eyesight. raised his hand and slapped him on the thigh, slapped him bared his teeth, and nestled in the trench and shouted.
"Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will be killed by you, a broken shroud, it's disgusting to look at."
Seeing that Chen Yu was fine, he smiled and teased: "The horse leather shroud, I almost used it." ”
Chen Yu took off the steel helmet on top of his head, and saw that there was an extra intaglagia on the steel helmet that accompanied him from Myanmar, and he was almost opened by the Japanese devil's small hand cannon. This small cannon smashed it much more accurately than when it was smashed at the airport in Myanmar, and it seems that they have practiced a lot during this time.