Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

There are nearly 600 guards and sharp knives.

The non-combat personnel also came. They were not proficient in marksmanship and had no experience in major battles. Han Feng assigned a pistol to ten of them, and the soldiers in the communication platoon and reconnaissance squad also distributed firearms.

Only the soldiers in the cooking class were assigned the guns last, but when they were assigned to them, there was only one gun left, and there were only one gun for 15 people. How can this battle be fought?

"Regimental Commander, I suggest withdrawing the cooking squad from the battle." A platoon leader suggested that anyone with a discerning eye could hear it, and it was also for the sake of the soldiers in the cooking squad.

But the old squad leader of the cooking class took out the gleaming kitchen knife, pointed at the soldier and cursed: "Fuck your mother, if you don't have a gun, you can just give me a bayonet. There is also a kitchen knife, which kills devils like a kitchen knife."

Han Feng was at a loss. "The cooking squad is also organized into the battle sequence, but it is located in the last echelon, and there is no charge order. Your main task is to temporarily transfer and take care of the wounded."

"Yes!" The old squad leader put away the cooking guy.

When the team arrived at the entrance of the bamboo forest on both sides of the path east of Gongzhufen.

Han Feng raised his hand suddenly, and the whole team paused.

Xu Zilin's mouth was steaming, and his face was already flushed with cold, but fortunately it was in the dark night, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Old Han, what's the matter?"

Han Feng said, "No Jing'er, it's too quiet around here."

"You doubt"

"It's best to be careful. The sentries we planted here have also disappeared. This time, the devils are coming aggressively. Our situation is very bad."

"Big treasure."

"To!"

"You take your investigation team and sneak into the woods to check the situation."

"Yes!"

The leader of the reconnaissance squad, Dabao, turned his head. After gathering his reconnaissance squad, he led the direction and led the team quietly into the bamboo forest on the right.

At the entrance, everyone in the New Third Regiment waited quietly.

Han Feng said in a low voice: "Old Xu, I have a premonition, and this premonition is very strong. This battle may be the worst battle I have ever experienced. It is so bad that I may even give you the next one now." Order, you listen carefully.

The recruit company should have exchanged fire with the enemy's small troops by now, but these five villages are not close to each other. It will definitely take a long time for the villagers of the five villages to be transferred to Pingzhuang, especially at night when the wind blows. The snow is heavy.

If the battle on our side reaches an irreversible situation, you should immediately evacuate with your personnel and regimental files.

I have already told Duan Peng in advance that he will be fully responsible for your transfer. When the time comes, I will leave all the safety of the people to you. "

Xu Zilin was silent for a while, looked at Han Feng's resolute expression, and nodded, "Old Han, the situation may not be as bad as you think, we have come through so many storms, win this one, wait for this one Once winter is over, things will be much better for us."

Hahaha

"that's right!"

The two were talking in the bamboo forest, when suddenly there were dense gunshots.

"Captain"

The roar of Dabao, the leader of the reconnaissance squad, stopped abruptly amidst the dense gunfire.

On the two wings of the bamboo forest, Xiao Zuomu was taken aback. He was leading the team quietly waiting for the bait!Unexpectedly, Dabao bumped into it with the investigation team.

The moonlight, which was originally hazy, became even darker after entering the bamboo forest. The two sides discovered each other almost at the moment they met.

Fighting broke out immediately, the reconnaissance squad was too small and the firepower was thin, and soon all were killed under the firepower of the Japanese army.

The only thing they did was to let the gunfire expose the location of the Japanese army.

Dabao's last roar became the climax of the end of the investigation team's life.

The entire New Third Regiment was shocked. When the gunshots in the bamboo forest subsided, everyone felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

Dabao and the others are gone.

Han Feng didn't care about his sorrow. Behind them were the people who were evacuating. He immediately ordered, "Immediately disperse the battle formation. We will fight the Japanese army at the mouth of the bamboo forest to buy time for the people to transfer."

At the same time, as the gunfire revealed the location, Xiao Zuomu knew that his ambush had been exposed, so he simply ordered the team to drive directly from the east path to Princess Tomb.

The two sides met at the entrance of the bamboo forest, and a tragic battle broke out suddenly.

Han Feng led the team to rely on the houses of the villagers of Gongzhufen on both sides of the entrance of the bamboo forest as a cover, while Xiao Zuomu's brigade used the bamboo forest to launch a fierce fire attack on the new third regiment.

The sound of machine gun fire mixed with the roar of artillery shells completely broke the dead silence of the night, and the dense firepower flickered from time to time, making the night like day for a while.

In the dim environment, neither of the two sides could see each other's specific position, and could only make a rough judgment based on the sound.

But in this case, the party with the backward equipment will suffer a big loss.

After capturing the equipment of the Japanese Nohara Squad and Hepingchi Squadron, the New Third Regiment carried only six grenadiers, eight light machine guns, and none of the slapping guns.

The devils were not fools either. Before the destruction of the Pingchi Squadron, they had blown up all the equipment they had time to blow up in the future, and when the remaining equipment fell into the hands of the New Third Regiment, there was very little left.

The artillery shells are even more pitiful. Even the grenades of the Japanese army can be thrown as hand grenades, and there are only a few dozen rounds.

At this moment, in the absence of mutual vision, artillery has become the most effective means of attack.

In the artillery confrontation between the two sides, in less than a quarter of an hour, the shells of the Xinsan Regiment's side were completely fired, and this was the result of saving shells.

In the ensuing bombing for nearly half an hour, almost all the earthen huts used by the soldiers of the New Third Regiment as shelters were blown up by Japanese artillery shells. Barrels and machine gun positions spread out in all directions, and the firepower tilted wildly towards all the soldiers of the New Third Regiment.

It took only half an hour for the battle to reach this level, and the New Third Regiment had already suffered heavy casualties.

This kind of battle is no longer a ratio of military command ability between the commanders of the two sides. It has become a crushing of superior equipment. Personal strength will not play any role in this level of battle. .

"Commander, the shells are gone!" Wang Chengzhu, who stayed behind to direct the artillery, reported anxiously.

Han Feng was taken aback, and cursed: "Damn, how can you use it so quickly? Didn't you say that the grenades of the grenade can be replaced by grenades? We should still have a lot of shells."

Wang Chengzhu said: "Regimental Commander, the devil's artillery fire is too fierce. We can only fight back with grenades. Just now, the devil's shells happened to blow up our two boxes of shells. I only need to save the dozens of shells. until now."

"Damn, if I have the same equipment as the devils, and three times as many devils, I will tell them to come and go."

Han Feng was swearing, and casualties could be seen everywhere. The 14 members of the cooking squad had now become medical soldiers, busy taking care of the wounded one by one.

When Xu Zilin stooped over from under the cover of the collapsed earthen house, Han Feng jumped over and threw him down as soon as he stood up.

A shell exploded not far from them. The shells and fragments from the shell pierced into Han Feng's back like sharp blades. She trembled a little, and there was already an imperceptible trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Old Han, Old Han!"