Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 31 A sap

For a full minute, a machine gun controlled by Lei Xiong was showing off its power.

　　All Japanese troops are avoiding the firing of terrible machine guns, even if the impact point of the machine guns is still several hundred meters away from most of the Japanese troops.

But no one dares to bet on whether the machine gun will suddenly be interested in them.

That is a typical bet where there is no benefit if you win, but it will be broken if you lose.

But the Japanese troops near the impact point of Leixiong didn't have any gambling mentality. They could only huddle behind the ruins of the wall, hold their heads and pray to Amaterasu, praying that they would not be so unlucky to be hit by crazy machine gun shells.

Lei Xiong, who had fired one bullet in a row, finally adjusted his sight. After inserting a new bullet, he felt comfortable and fired a long burst at a block where he observed many Japanese troops hiding.

The trajectory formed by firing seven or eight artillery shells in succession erupted into clouds of khaki smoke on the ground. From a distance, it looked like a rising dragon.

 Obviously, this is a dragon full of death.

The 20mm caliber artillery shells caused a **** storm on the ground. As long as they were within the ballistic range, whether they were lying down on the spot or hiding behind the broken walls, they would be smashed together with the bricks and stones.

 The Japanese infantry under attack did not make a decent counterattack at this time.

It's not that they don't want to, but it's not just that shooting with rifles and machine guns is a bad joke, the most important thing is that you haven't even seen where they are.

 It was easy to see them clearly from the 25-meter-high rooftop, but that did not mean that the prostrate Japanese troops could see the machine guns hidden behind the fortifications.

"Japanese, how did they win this war?" The blue eyes of the captain of the Sun Never Sets Empire, who was lying on the bank of the concession river behind the fortifications and observing the battlefield with a telescope, were almost astonishing.

Although he doesn’t think much of the Japanese, they are beaten by hundreds of people with a machine gun, especially the Chinese, whom he despises even more. The Japanese are too weak and scumbag!

Captain Blue Eyes had obviously just changed his guard duty and had not witnessed the scene last night with his own eyes, otherwise he would have to be at least a little calmer.

 Finally, after Lei Xiong's third bullet hit empty, the weaklings in Captain Blue Eyes' eyes began to fight back.

It took several grenade groups of the Japanese infantry squadron a full minute and a half to finally find the approximate direction of the machine gun, and fired grenade launchers from their respective hiding places.

However, not to mention the vertical drop of more than 20 meters, the reinforced concrete wall on the top of the building is 0.6 meters thick and is also 1.5 meters thick. Only a gap of about half a meter was cut by engineers at the machine gun firing point, which means that Unless the grenade is like a grenade with eyes and falls vertically from the sky, it can only hit the concrete wall.

 Obviously, a grenade with an effective range of only 500 meters can only become the latter at best.

Closes of flames bloomed in vain on the wall in front of the Sihang Warehouse. The grenade, which was only as powerful as a grenade, did not even damage the wall, but left scorched black spots on it.

The Japanese grenade launchers were very persistent and fired grenades frantically with more than ten grenade launchers.

　　However, even with the eggs, they are of no use to birds.

how to say? The situation was like that of a strong man who finally waited until the goddess relented and could do that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, that, and that was the moment when he was about to start a real fight, but found that he didn't want to do it.

At this time, I can only grit my back molars and wave my hand, saying that I will let you go today, but I still have to continue.

 The look in the goddess's eyes at that time is probably the same look that everyone looks at the Japanese soldiers now.

 No, don’t force it!

 As the old saying goes: There is no happiness if you force yourself.

  More likely to bring disaster.

 The Japanese grenadiers' persistent and futile attacks gave away their position.

 At least four mortars on the roof adjusted their muzzles under the instructions issued by the observer as quickly as possible, and then fired.

The officers and soldiers of the Royal Forest Army's machine gun company showed good military literacy at this moment. Within one minute, four mortars poured nearly 30 rounds of artillery shells into the locked direction.

The distressed Yang Ruifu kept gnashing his teeth and scolding him in the observation center: "Lei Xiong is a bastard, worse than Liang's Tang Dao."

Indeed, although the smoke continued to rise among the ruins, and some broken limbs flew up from time to time, it was all caused by our side's lack of martial ethics from the beginning and almost complete exposure to heavy firepower.

It was previously agreed that if the Japanese army did not have heavy firepower, the machine guns should not exceed 20 rounds, and the mortars should not exceed five rounds each. Apparently, Lei Xiong turned a deaf ear. But the army lieutenant colonel, who had been silently observing the battlefield with a telescope, had a faint smile on his face: "The prodigal is indeed a bit prodigal, but Lei Xiong's head-on sap is a good one, enough for the little devil to eat a pot. of.

 Then he said something meaningful: "However, I think the Japanese commander opposite must have a very complicated mood at the moment!"

complex? Don't you just feel depressed? Yang Ruifu frowned slightly. He didn't quite understand what his commander was saying to himself.

However, he knew very well that his regimental deputy, who could have been promoted to regimental commander a few days ago, was a man of great wisdom. Since he dared to say this, he must have something to say.

 700 meters away.

Hide Toyoda, who was standing in a civilian house converted into a field headquarters, was silently observing everything on the battlefield through a telescope, with an unclear expression on his face.

The combat staff officer holding the tactical record board beside him was in a state of confusion. He didn't know what his commander's relatively calm look meant.

You must know that nearly two of our own infantry squadrons in front were struggling under Chinese artillery fire, but this person neither decisively ordered the two 92 infantry cannons and mortars of the infantry artillery squad directly under the brigade to fight back, nor did he because of his own The casualties were not small, but he was sad and angry. He was holding a telescope and looking into the distance like this five minutes ago.

Finally, the expressionless Toyoda Hide put down his telescope and looked at the worried combat staff: "Order Captain Koizumi's men to retreat 200 meters and get out of the Chinese attack range."

 “Woo! Woo!” A shrill siren sounded on the Japanese army’s position.

It is a hand-cranked siren equipped only at the Japanese infantry squadron level. It has a similar function to the trumpet commonly equipped by the Chinese army. It is responsible for commanding attack or retreat and some uncomplicated combat instructions.

After receiving the order, the Japanese infantry jumped out of the ruins under the cover of smoke and dust, preparing to retreat along the streets.

 Several heavy machine gun fire points located on the third and fourth floors of Sihang Warehouse saw that the Japanese army wanted to run away. After receiving the order to shoot, they finally joined the firing ranks.

 “Damn it, what are the stupid Chinese people doing?” Seeing this situation, the Japanese major who was originally calm twitched slightly, and his eyes became filled with anger. "Order the artillery squad to fire at the building to cover our troops' retreat."

He paused for a few seconds and continued the order: "But let them pay attention, they can only shoot horizontally and try not to attack high places. We cannot shoot artillery shells into the Western concessions now."

A minute later, as the Japanese infantry artillery began to fire, the front of the warehouse building was ablaze, and the firing of several heavy machine guns had to be slowed down. The machine gun on the roof also did not know whether it was because of fear of being bombarded. Silence fell.

The Japanese major then looked at his combat adviser: "Kitahara-kun, are you curious about why I was so calm just now?"

Without waiting for the lieutenant's staff to answer, the Japanese major sighed slightly: "The Chinese commander opposite us is very difficult to deal with! There is no trace of the tactical arrangement, and we don't know whether they belong to the Chinese faction. How many troops are there? What weapons are there? Equipment? What’s the purpose? No one knows.”

 "Captain Toyota!" the lieutenant staff put his feet together. “I reported all these possibilities to the brigade department last night, hoping they can help.

 “Yes!” The Japanese major was probably quite satisfied with his dedication to his duties, and nodded with a trace of pride on his face. "However, through the firepower of the Chinese just now, I have basically judged their military strength."

The Japanese lieutenant opened his eyes wide, expressing his surprise.

 “At least two infantry battalions!” Toyoda said his judgment directly. "Or are they the defeated soldiers of a certain Chinese infantry regiment? Otherwise, they would have so many heavy weapons?"

Seeing realization begin to appear in his subordinate's eyes, the Japanese major became more interested and continued to explain: "As for why they went against the norm and exposed their main firepower point from the beginning, it was just an attempt to let our army know their That’s awesome, I just want to be qualified to negotiate surrender.”

“However, they really underestimated the determination of the imperial army.” There was contempt in the eyes of the Japanese major. "The stupid Chinese still think it is just a local war."

“Since there are so many Chinese people watching the battle, let us, the Imperial Japanese Army, flatten their fortresses and hang them all on what they consider to be the fortresses.”

The Japanese Major's bone-chilling voice echoed in the field headquarters.

“Gentlemen, please join me in fighting bravely and completely crush the Chinese people’s will to fight.”

 “Hi!”

　　The Japanese troops in the field headquarters stood in collective silence, with pride and pride on their faces.

 (End of this chapter)