Rise From Eight Hundred

After the two Japanese soldiers threw a grenade, they listened to the surrounding noises and made sure that at least there were no Chinese in this shop, but they felt a lot more at ease.

However, the two Japanese superior soldiers still had no intention of going out.

Because, not only were gunshots like exploding beans rang out on both sides of Zhongshan Road, but there were also gunshots more than a hundred meters away, and even further away.

This meant that more and more Chinese appeared. Not only was their infantry squadron around the long street attacked, but the other two infantry squadrons entering residential buildings from their left and right wings were also shot by the Chinese.

Wouldn't it be foolish to go out on the long street at this time? It would be better to stay here and wait for the battlefield situation to stabilize. The two Japanese veterans did not communicate verbally. They knew what their companion meant by just looking at each other.

"The Chinese are so abominable. They want to use their familiarity with the terrain to launch a sneak attack on our army." The Japanese captain, who was still hiding in the corner, instantly understood his opponent's intentions and couldn't help but roar with gritted teeth. "Signal Corps, send out flares, we need reinforcements!"

It is not that Hero Kato is cowardly. As a captain of the "Steel Army", he is not afraid of facing the Chinese face to face. However, through the dozens of seconds of fighting just now, he keenly felt that in this complicated and completely unfamiliar world to him, Under the terrain environment, I am afraid that three infantry squadrons, two Type 94 armored vehicles and two infantry guns alone are not enough to seize the initiative on the battlefield.

He has the pride of the Imperial Japanese Army, but he is by no means blindly arrogant.

The battlefield he and his men were facing now was the same white walls and black tiles. The houses were so close together that only two people could walk side by side. Even the alley was no more than one meter wide. If you want to turn around with the 1.7-meter-long Sanba Gai with a bayonet, you have to put the gun on your back first, but the damn Chinese have shell guns that can fire ten bullets in one shuttle.

And there is no psychological burden, just run away after the fight. By the time you come back to your senses and want to chase them, those guys who just ran away have already disappeared deep into the dwellings that make you dizzy just looking at them.

This was a battlefield and combat mode that the Japanese army captain had never experienced before. Therefore, he quickly made a judgment that if he wanted to conquer this neighborhood, 800 people would not be enough. He would have to at least double the number of troops.

Kato Hideo's judgment was considered correct after the war, because the number of Chinese troops in the neighborhood far exceeded Kunisaki's expectations.

The Japanese Army Major General originally thought that the Chinese commander would be very bold to invest thousands of people in such a neighborhood. After all, it was just to delay time.

However, he underestimated the determination of the Chinese people. If he wanted to defend here for three days and nights, he would have to make enough sacrifices, even if it meant exchanging human lives for every minute and second.

After all, there are only more than 30,000 people here, but tens of kilometers away in Huxi, there are hundreds of thousands of troops and more refugees.

Guo and Wu are not hot-blooded young Tang Dao who have not yet learned to coldly abandon their comrades. The hearts of the two lieutenant generals have been tempered as hard as a rock in countless wars. They can shed tears for the soldiers who died in battle, but If they could live for more people, they would fill the soldiers into the fire pit without hesitation, including themselves.

The Japanese captain who made the correct judgment fired a red flare to signal for help from the brigade, and then loudly issued an order to the surrounding Japanese soldiers hiding in the store: "Everyone searches and defends on the spot and wait for reinforcements!"

In addition to the 94 tanks with heavy machine guns and armor, which can show off their invincible presence on the road with heavy firepower, the rest of the Japanese infantry followed the orders of their captain squadron, three in a group, two in a group with their own The remaining shops or houses were used as strongholds to shoot in the direction of possible threats.

Although this turtle-style fighting method was not enough to demonstrate the prowess of the Imperial Japanese Army, the conservative tactics were very effective, and the casualties of the Japanese troops in the Zhongshan Changjie area quickly became smaller.

At least the casualties suffered by the two infantry squadrons a hundred meters away on the left and right were much smaller.

As soon as they entered the residential area, the two infantry squadrons that dispersed in small groups to search the residential areas suffered heavy casualties in the melee.

The Chinese people's ungrateful way of throwing grenades into various small alleys from the second floor is simply a nightmare for infantrymen on the move.

The power of the flying shrapnel mixed with brick wall debris in a small space is obviously increased, and it will be injured even if it is six or seven meters away.

Those who are dead are dead, but most of them are injured, and each wounded person has to be cared for by at least one person.

What's even more tragic is that they entered private houses to search. When there were many people, they couldn't see the Chinese. But once there were few people, the Chinese hiding in the dark would use various means to attack people. Those who had occupied high places seemed to be able to cover the area. The light machine gun fire points and grenade launchers in the 100-meter area could only stare.

Perhaps their only gain was that when they discovered that there were enemies in the houses, Sanba Dagai's precise shooting and timely throwing of melon-style grenades, and their sophisticated individual tactics made their counterattacks quite sharp, and they also killed and injured some wearing clothes. Chinese men in black military uniforms.

However, compared with their own huge casualties, the Chinese were actually at an advantage.

The two Japanese captains were obviously not as smart as Hero Kato. Instead, they were furious and drove their subordinates to chase the Chinese figure forward.

This is also the characteristic of the "Steel Army". The more frustrated you are, the braver you become, never giving up, and a very tenacious fighting spirit.

As a result, they encountered more sieges.

The other two security battalion commanders may not be as determined as Zhuang Shisan, and they just want to get through the day, and it would be best if the Japanese could retreat.

With this mentality, the closer they are to the direction of the Japanese army, the fewer troops they will place, and the closer they are to their own city, the more troops they will place.

When the Japanese chased them so recklessly, they had to kill them if they wanted to survive, so they could only call on more people to block them with all their strength.

In the neighborhood with a radius of two or three kilometers, there were nearly 1,600 security regiment soldiers, but the two deep-rooted infantry squadrons had only 400 people, and they had no heavy weapons to cover them, so they were really not good enough.

Carrying a Type 38 rifle to fight street battles is a very stupid behavior in itself.

Not to mention them, even the fighting nation decades later, driving tanks and armored vehicles into completely unfamiliar neighborhoods to quell the rebellion, was also killed and blood flowed.

The two infantry squadrons were in a bitter battle, and the sound of gunfire in the distance rang out one after another, which made the Japanese infantry near Zhongshan Street secretly praise their captain in their hearts.

At least, they did not blindly pursue but actively carried out defensive attacks in the areas they controlled, which reduced casualties a lot, and even the gunfire of the Chinese became sparse.

The cunning Chinese could not do anything to the steady flow.

In other words, in this area, the two sides briefly entered a stalemate.

However, both the Chinese and the Japanese knew that this stalemate was only temporary, and the Japanese would never be willing to stop moving forward, and the Chinese who received the death order would not easily let the Japanese eat away their movement space.

The Japanese infantry, who had stabilized the situation, began to consolidate their territory. They had to ensure that their area was absolutely safe and wait for the arrival of reinforcements before expanding outward.

Yamaguchi and Kagawa, two corporals who had been in the army for four years, faithfully executed the orders issued by the squadron leader.

The two veterans may not have experience in street fighting, but they cooperated well. In the small grocery store, one was responsible for guarding with a gun, and the other kicked the door one by one to search the house, and even wasted grenades and threw a grenade into the dark room first, making it as professional as the future special forces dealing with terrorists.

But the very narrow wooden door did not attract enough attention from them.

Or maybe they thought it was just a decoration. A wooden door less than one meter wide, is it for people to use?

The two country bumpkins would not know that the shrewd people in Jiangnan would make the most of the space. Not to mention one meter, even half a meter, they would make a door.

Private First Class Yamaguchi was aiming his gun at a door with great caution, and signaled his companions to go in and search the house with his eyes. His back was just against the door panel where the crow was hiding.

Crow hiding behind the door was also trying to find the traces of the two Japanese soldiers. He huddled in the corner, except for listening to the footsteps of the devils with his ears perked up, even his breathing was very light. In order to avoid being discovered by the Japanese, he even forced himself not to look at the crack of the door.

He gave up the most trusted visual sense and only used hearing.

Crow was growing at an unprecedented speed, from a scoundrel who made money as his mission to a hunter who could hunt humans.

Until the footsteps were close at hand, he glanced at the corner of his eye, and the light coming through the crack of the door suddenly dimmed.