Chapter 86: Crossing the River
After leaving the three of them, Xia Yuan let go of his body and strode forward among the ruins, and the low wall of ruins that appeared in front of him, he accelerated and rushed, kicked the wall, pressed the wall with his hand, and easily flipped over, and after landing, his speed did not decrease, and he disappeared into the darkness.
Avoiding the reinforcements of the national army, he touched the combat zone all the way, more and more bullets flew overhead, and more and more national soldiers attacked around, he saw the opportunity to blend in with the attacking national soldiers, and charged along the streets and alleys with them towards the Japanese devil position.
Soon, a river blocked their way, and the light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese devils swept through the rows of hot bullets, and the tracer trajectory was particularly clear, leaving a bright reflection on the surface of the river.
Knock knock!
A dull shelling sounded from the rear, and above their heads, several rapidly falling mortar shells let out a sharp whistling, boom, and landed on the positions of the Japanese devils, and with two explosions, the flying tracer ballistics stopped for a moment.
"Get in the water! Quick, get in the water! β
There was a hurried shout ahead.
The soldiers in front began to jump into the icy water, and the soldiers in the rear followed suit.
Da-da-da-da!
The machine gun of the Japanese devil rang out again, and the tracer trajectory reappeared, this time no longer strafing at the shore, but into the water, the bullet puffed into the water, the scarlet blood seeped out, and merged with the river, and the pale red river surface was instantly dyed red, and as the river rolled, it turned pale red again.
Bang la blah.
There was the sound of entering the water everywhere.
"Something isn't right!" Xia Yuan suddenly realized that he was not mixed into the support troops of the national army, but into the offensive troops of the national army, "careless." β
With a secret voice, he turned his head and looked around, there were people in front and behind, and if he wanted to turn around and run, he would inevitably be discovered, and he could only follow them and rush forward first.
When the time comes, take advantage of the war, first steal the number of this unit, and then make plans.
It was still early, not even early in the morning, the battle was fierce, there were few remnants left on the Japanese position that rushed to the Japanese position, the Japanese devils let go of their hands to deal with the national army crossing the river, grenadiers, machine gun shells, and greeting to the river without money, and the water droplets were raised one after another, as if it was raining.
The soldiers in the rear jumped into the icy river like dumplings, holding their rifles upwards with their hands.
On the bank of the river, the national army used logs and sandbags to build a rudimentary machine-gun fire position to cover the national soldiers crossing the river, but soon encountered more ferocious fire from the Japanese army, the Japanese devils are not vegetarians, their grenadiers play very slippery, far more powerful than the artillery of the national army, separated by a hundred meters, fired a few shots, adjusted the position of the grenadiers, moved gently, and aimed again.
Knock, the dull sound, Xia Yuan used the sound to identify the position, keenly heard the shells of the Japanese grenadiers rubbing in the air, and judged the falling point, he had not yet made a sound, with a roar, the grenadiers of the Japanese devils accurately fell into the machine gun position built by the national army, the fragments of the shells splashed, killing two machine gunners on the spot, and the dying machine gunners pulled the last trigger, and there was no movement.
After the death of the national machine gunner in the machine gun position in front, three national soldiers rushed out of the bunker and came to the machine gun position, where a soldier held a heavy machine gun and continued to tilt bullets at the Japanese devil machine gun position.
The other two Heavy crouched to one side, and if the Heavy in front of them was killed, they quickly took over.
Machine guns are the key targets of the Japanese devils, as long as the machine guns are not broken, they will continue to be on top, one person dies, another person takes over, and so on.
The swaying ballistics swept over the river, and as soon as the machine guns rang out, the attacking Nationalist soldiers calmed down a little, and as long as there was still machine gun sound, it proved that their troops had not collapsed, and they had the courage to continue advancing.
If you are afraid, you will not be able to hear the sound of Czech machine guns around, nor can you hear the shooting of your own people, that is the most terrible and the most likely to make people lose their fighting spirit.
The battlefield is very chaotic, many veterans can hear the guns of the Japanese devils and the guns of their own people, when the guns around them are rifles used by their own people, the veterans' hearts will be very stable, once the Japanese devils have more rifle sounds and their own rifles have less sounds, many people will panic, and they will understand that the resistance war is afraid of failure.
The same is true for now.
It was too dark, only the faint light of artillery fire flickered in the distance, providing the only source of light, and as far as the eye could see, there were shaking figures, accompanied by light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese devils, as well as grenadiers and rifles, and more and more people fell.
But from the sound of machine guns on the banks of the river, as well as the shelling of the positions of the Japanese devils, the veteran knew in his heart that the battle was not over.
The firepower of the Japanese devils is quite ferocious, and the bullets are constantly drifting by, making people feel a chill on the scalp.
The roar of guns continued, and it did not stop, Xia Yuan followed closely with a soldier of low height, and when he jumped into the cold water, his teeth chattered, and the Japanese devil's platoon of machine gun bullets swept over, and the danger warning exploded in his mind, and he didn't even bother to inhale, and went directly into the water.
With night vision, the situation in the water is clear at a glance.
The river water is relatively turbid, and you can vaguely see people paddling past you, the bullets rotate, leaving water marks under the water, rotating and losing kinetic energy, as a large number of national soldiers jump into the river, the cold river water rolls up, and the corpses in the water continue to float up and down, and some float up.
There were even corpses that were cut in half by shells, and their internal organs were scattered in the water, and no one noticed that they were torn off.
The river was already dyed red.
Although Xia Yuan didn't take a deep breath, his lung capacity was terrifying in order to reach Mingjing, and he held back in the water for more than a minute, and was touched by the attacking national soldiers behind, so he struggled out of the water, and hurriedly rushed to the Japanese position under the shouts of the people behind him.
It was the first time Xia Yuan had experienced such a brutal battle, and the undisciplined attack was completely based on crowd tactics, which was exactly the same as the offensive method of the US army, and he really doubted that the offensive method of the US army was not learned from the bald head.
In such an offensive situation, the firepower was inferior to that of the Japanese devils, and the casualties were heavy, and a third of a battalion could cross the river, which was already very impressive.
The river water is cold, Xia Yuan's physical fitness is strong, only his teeth chattered when he entered the water, and when he got used to the cold river water, it was nothing, there were many floating corpses in the river, too many, the soldiers in front pushed away, strode towards the opposite bank, the water converged behind him, and dragged the corpses floating on the river into his back, which affected the attack of the people behind.
Soldiers with good water skills know how to use the river water to dodge, and those with bad water skills have a hard time gaining a firm foothold in the water, and the bullets of the Japanese devils come over, and they can't dodge at all, and whether they can live or not depends entirely on fate.
Xia Yuan shot in the water for the first time, after the rifle was soaked in the water, it was wet, and it would not have much impact on the firearm in a short time, but after a long time, the rifling was rusty, and the gun would have the risk of exploding.
As the river increased the number of soldiers jumping in, the river also began to sway and roll, and Xia Yuan's body also swayed gently with the swing of the river, and when he raised his gun, it was difficult to aim.
"Don't waste bullets, go to the other side of the bank, and shoot when you get ashore."
An experienced veteran passed by Xia Yuan, and saw that Xia Yuan's water was submerged in his abdomen, still holding the gun, wanting to aim, he looked in the direction of the muzzle, and in the Japanese machine gun fire point, three tracer ballistics bloomed in the dark night, intermittently, shooting in a point shot.
It was the most ferocious firepower point of the Japanese devils, and it was also the most solid firepower point, and the machine gun fire points of other Japanese soldiers often stopped, or they stopped sounding after a stop, but this machine gun fire point was strong for a long time.
One of the most important tasks of their mission to the other side of the river this time was to pull out the machine-gun fire point of the Japanese devils.
Seeing Xia Yuan shooting with a rifle, he kindly reminded them that the bullets issued to them by their superiors were not much, grenades were even rarer, and the weapons were of inferior quality, so they would not choose to shoot when they were not close to the Japanese devil's position.
After all, the accuracy of the gun, coupled with its own shooting ability, is very limited.
This guy is good, he actually raised his gun to aim in the river where he couldn't stand steadily, and wanted to shoot, since he was shooting, he just wanted to shoot, at least he aimed at the Japanese devils in the dark night, but he went to aim at the machine gun fire point of the Japanese devils, which is a machine gun fire point that can't even blow up a shell, and you want to shoot it with a rifle, isn't it too naΓ―ve.
The veteran soldier concluded at a glance that this little soldier must be a recruit who had just been collected in Jiading City.
Since the casualties of the 401st Regiment, these days of recuperation in the rear, they are also busy recruiting troops, recruiting troops from the mainland, and it is obviously too late to send them to Jiading, but fortunately, the Battle of Songhu broke out at the moment, and there are many people who have fled from coastal cities, many of whom are young and middle-aged.
During this period, the 401st Regiment was also replenished with many new recruits.
Therefore, this veteran of the 401st Regiment will think that Xia Yuan is a new recruit.
Bang!
The recruit didn't listen to him, but still pulled the trigger, and the rifle trembled, and water splashed out of the rifle.
"You"
As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he suddenly noticed something, and looked up at the night in the distance, and under the flash of artillery, the three long tracer ballistics had disappeared, one of which was facing them.
The Adam's apple rolled, the veteran looked at Xia Yuan in disbelief, the other party's body swayed gently with the river rolling, and under the flickering artillery fire, the cold face was reflected, and the wet hair was attached to his forehead, and he collected the gun, and the other party didn't even look at himself, and touched towards the opposite bank.
"Impossible, how can you hit it from such a distance."
The veteran laughed, but the extinguished tracer trajectory constantly stimulated his heart, making him have to believe that the soldier had indeed blinded a machine gun hole of the Japanese devil with only one rifle.
"Brother, brother, your marksmanship is really amazing!" The veteran didn't care about his face, and immediately caught up, "Not only is the marksmanship powerful, but this dark night, I can't see the machine gun hole of the Japanese devil clearly, not only can I see it clearly, but I also hit, special mother, it really gave Lao Tzu a bad breath, you know no, I heard the company commander say, more than an hour ago, we fought a battalion, and there were only 100 people left, you look at the corpses on the river, they all died when they rushed over." β
Seeing that Xia Yuan didn't speak, the veteran followed Xia Yuan's side, and he wanted to see how powerful this guy's marksmanship was.
In the machine gun hole of the Japanese devil, the body of a Japanese devil whose head was broken was carried down by two Japanese soldiers, the probability of this happening is not high, but it is not impossible to happen, there are always one or two stray bullets flying into the shooting hole, in comparison, the death rate of the soldiers outside is much higher.
The national army suffered heavy casualties, and the Japanese army suffered equally heavy casualties, and a division sent by the regiment, since the landing operation, counted the dead and wounded, has reached a thousand, which is very large for the Japanese army, and the casualty rate of the infantry is the highest.
There were 1,000 casualties, and there may be more than 1,000 people in any battle, especially the national army that attacked Luodian in the past few days, with nearly 10,000 casualties.
However, the reinforcements of the national army continued to rush to the front line, and the Japanese army has not yet decided to reinforce the Songhu battlefield, the Japanese army has only two divisions, 1,000 casualties, they really can't afford it, if the war continues like this, the national army's strength will only fight more and more, and the Japanese army's strength will fight less and less.
All in all, it's a war of attrition against the numbers.
The river is rolling, fortunately, the wind is not strong today, the water flow is not turbulent, plus Xia Yuanren is tall and big, even if he is not good at water, he can stand firm in the water, there are four bullets in the 38 big cover magazine, plus some touched from the corpse of the Japanese devil, the number of bullets on the body has reached more than 50 rounds.
Enough for him to use currently.
The water level in the center of the river rises, and as the current rolls, the heels of the people inside are not touching the ground, and some people simply plunge into the water, and one by one swims to the shore.
Xia Yuan also ignored the veteran behind him, the grenadier of the Japanese devil hit hard, and the machine gun was also very powerful, he fired a shot, and knocked out the machine gunner of the Japanese devil, but he could only resist more than ten seconds, and he needed to stand in the water to shoot this shot, neither dodging the bullets that came from the shot, nor dodging the shells that fell from the top of his head, and only shot a shot after stabilizing his body, which could only relieve more than ten seconds, wasting his time, it was better to rush out to the opposite bank with all his strength, and a grenade blew up its turtle grandson.
The veteran saw Xia Yuan plunging into the water with a fierce man, and he didn't show his head for a long time, and his eyes swept over the water: "It's weird, I can hold it in the water for so long." β
Crackling, a series of bullets hit the water, splashing, a bullet grazed his body and flew back, startling the veteran, and he didn't dare to stand in place in a daze, and a fierce man plunged into the water.
(End of chapter)