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013 real war

The battle started very suddenly. When the first shot was fired, Han Feng heard a familiar hoarse roar from above the trench at the same time: Hit, beat these sons of bitches hard.

So in this humble Xiaozhuang, a battle that is too small to be recorded in the annals of history but still silently contributing to the resistance of the war is about to break out.

Han Feng is no stranger to the sounds of guns and cannons. When he was a soldier in his previous life, how could he not have an almost fanatical pursuit of all kinds of hot weapons? For a new type of weapon, as long as he heard the sound once, he will never be heard again. It will become Han Feng's memory, and when it sounds again, Han Feng will be able to distinguish it immediately.

The Xinyi Regiment had a single weapon. When Han Feng woke up, the Xinyi Regiment was screaming poorly. The whole regiment had less than ten light machine guns, and the heavy machine guns had no firepower at all, let alone mortar grenade launchers. Even the rifles are all Hanyang-made, old sleeves produced by the headquarters itself. Not only that, but the rifling is about to be worn out, so that the number of broken guns that can't be pulled on the battlefield is still scarce. Two people can't carry a gun.

This time, Li Yunlong brought all the members of the Xinyi Regiment to him. As soon as the gunshot rang out, the few imitation Czech-style light machine guns assembled by the whole regiment that were still able to make do with it opened fire together. Unfortunately, this is a slightly dense firepower point. However, it sounded for a while and then weakened, followed by the roar of the grenade explosion. Han Feng knew very well that this kind of firepower was definitely fired by the soldiers of the first battalion of the new regiment who launched the surprise attack, because the firepower was too weak.

The Japanese army's counterattack was extremely fast. Under the sneak attack of the soldiers of the new regiment, their counterattack was still swift and fierce. Han Fenggang, who was shrunk under the trench, was still feeling the sparseness of the firepower of the new regiment. The "outside" world suddenly went crazy When he got up, the fire snakes sprayed up and down continuously, and the roar of the explosion was endless. Han Feng was no stranger to the movement of this kind of war, but it formed an extremely sharp contrast.

This gave Han Feng a feeling that the strength of the new regiment and one battalion against the two Japanese squads was about 3:1. However, judging from the firepower, the two Japanese squads had almost the same firepower as a regiment. The comparison of the intensity of the firepower of the first battalion was reversed, far exceeding 3:1.

The intensity of the battle exceeded Li Yunlong's expectation. Yang Jie, the platoon leader, couldn't care about Han Feng at all at this time. He remembered that when he was still a recruit, he went to the battlefield for the first time with a gun in his hand. The artillery roared in his ears, and the whole person was almost scared to death. After the last battle, he didn't fire a single shot. Afterwards, Yang Jie was ashamed, but the platoon leader told him that most of the recruits were like this, and he was already considered good. that's it.

So although Yang Jie didn't have the energy to pay attention to Han Feng, he didn't worry about his safety. He still didn't believe that a new recruit who had just entered the battlefield still had nothing in his hand, what kind of waves could he make?

Han Feng finally didn't have to pay attention to the annoying Yang Jie anymore. He couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart for a long time, and immediately threw himself on the side soil slope of the trench fortification and looked out. Good guy, the battle was too fierce. Zhang Da Although Biao's [-]st Battalion had a considerable advantage in numbers, it was the opposite in terms of firepower.

The two squads of devils are by no means made of mud. They are only a team of about a hundred people, but they carry a lot of heavy firepower weapons. As far as Han Feng glances, he can see the temporary battles that the devils quickly built. In the formation, four crooked guns fired wildly, and two rows of grenade launchers roared from different directions. There were people waiting for substitutes at the side of the heavy weapons at any time, and there were well-trained infantry around them relying on the terrain, either lying on their stomachs, or It's squatting, raising a gun and shooting.

An ambush battle, within a short period of time, was about to be abruptly transformed into a positional battle by the powerful little devils.

It was only at this time that Han Feng realized that he had wrongly blamed Li Yunlong. It wasn't that Li Yunlong didn't know how to reduce casualties, but that the unfairness of the war determined from the very beginning that the other side had to use their lives to make up for the difference.

Therefore, it exhausted its camouflage effect in the trenches, and after this short firepower confrontation, it was useless. Li Yunlong, who knew that his own firepower was seriously lacking, gave the order to charge without hesitation.

Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, was a brave fighter who was not afraid of death. He threw his military cap full of dust and gunpowder smoke on the ground, "Kill! Fuck these bastards." The first one rushed up.

The soldiers of the first battalion were greatly encouraged in an instant, and their morale was high at this moment. They all emptied the bullets in their guns and launched a charge.

The devil commander, who had already suffered a lot of losses in the sneak attack, was a little dazed. Although he had been in this fertile land for a while, he still couldn't accept the madness and passion of the Chinese people who wanted to protect this land. It should be shocking, but when it reached the bottom of his heart, he was full of panic. He didn't dare to question the supreme emperor in his heart, but began to question his own heart.

Can anyone infringe on the land owned by such brave Chinese people?

The brief philosophical thinking was quickly interrupted by the sound of gunfire. After all, the devil commander has good military accomplishments. He quickly stabilized his mind, ordered the machine guns to intertwine the firepower, and used covering fire to eliminate this group of people who seemed to him brave but Extremely stupid enemies.

Han Feng watched impatiently from the rear. This time, the Xinyi regiment suffered a great loss from the terrain. The Xiaozhuang generation did not have a good ambush point, and the flat dirt road had a wide view. The reason for the transportation route.

Although the new regiment was a surprise attack, long-range strikes were okay. If they wanted to quickly get close to the enemy and get entangled with the enemy, they had to rush out of the fortifications and then quickly walk through the open area of ​​tens of meters.

But don't look at the range of tens of meters, it has become an insurmountable moat for the new group of soldiers. This is not a short tens of meters without any cover. The devil's machine gun can shoot almost without blind spots. In Han Feng's view, the charge in the plantation zone was completely sacrificing his life to fill the way.

But after getting anxious, Han Feng suddenly recalled the determination of Li Yunlong's tone when he launched the charge just now. No, Li Yunlong had so many tricks, he would never fight such a levelless refueling battle.

Sure enough, Han Feng's idea just flashed through his mind, and the first battalion of soldiers charging over there took advantage of the short time gap that the comrades in front fought for with their lives, and after quickly shortening the charging distance, almost simultaneously from the A hand grenade was pulled from the waist, more than 200 hand grenades were lifted into the air at the same time, and landed with a bang, immediately creating a shocking scene in this narrow area.

The sound of the explosion of the grenade was continuous, and Han Feng's eardrums in the rear were a little hurt. He looked from a distance, and it seemed that the Japanese army had been completely swallowed by the artillery fire.

However, Han Feng knew very well that although the sudden grenade was amazingly powerful and caused a good strike effect, it could not kill many enemies. If he guessed right, Li Yunlong just wanted to use the smoke caused by these grenades to cover the enemy. The gap in the devil's line of sight is just a charge to launch a decisive battle against the devil

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014 Help

Facts have proved that Han Feng's judgment is correct. Li Yunlong never thought of fighting an ambush in a proper manner when the battle started. The capital of ambushes.

In addition, Li Yunlong has taken a fancy to the mortars in the hands of these two devil squads. They are good things, but the devils are not vegetarians. It must have suffered heavy damage, grenadier?Li Yunlong don't even think about it, the little devil lives in a small place that may be submerged at any time, and he is more used to life than the Chinese. They also value artillery such as grenade launchers, even on the eve of defeat. They will also blow up the grenadier without hesitation, and will never let it fall into the hands of Chinese soldiers.

But he, Li Yunlong, has his eyes on these treasures, so what should we do?Only hand-to-hand combat with short-distance handover, taking advantage of the little devil's overwhelm, directly snatched the weapon over.

At this moment, Li Yunlong was already excited. Taking advantage of the smoke caused by the grenade, he almost rushed to the front, holding the flickering ghost-headed broadsword, and waved it in excitement.

The other soldiers followed closely behind, covered by a puff of gunpowder smoke, the team rushing to the front had already "entangled" with the devils.

The little devils were completely stunned. They couldn't imagine that this Chinese soldier dressed in tatters and looking like a savage from the mountains would have such powerful reflexes and combat effectiveness. Machine guns and artillery could not stop their steps. , Sacrifice and death seem to only stimulate their bloodiness, they are like a group of fangs bared wolves, completely disregarding their own life and death, just to tear a piece of flesh from the enemy.

Such Chinese soldiers were too terrifying, the devil commander screamed and shot in panic, but unfortunately, the hasty bullets only had time to shoot down seven or eight enemies again, and the figures of other chargers had already stuck to their faces.In desperation, the devil commander issued an order for hand-to-hand combat.

The Japanese soldiers went to the battlefield after undergoing rigorous training. All of them were well-trained. Due to the crisis factor of the island country and the emphasis on assassination training during training, what they were least afraid of was assassination and assault. The infantry drill code they believed in It is even mentioned that the way to determine the final outcome of a battle is bayonet assault.On this point, the Japanese army did a good job. Even the tall and burly U.S. troops on the Pacific battlefield did not dare to face the sharpness of their bayonets.

After Lieutenant Guizi gave the order to fight the bayonet, seeing the enemy rushing over, the Japanese soldiers methodically loaded the bayonet on the rifle while they were busy, and at the same time turned off the safety of the rifle to put the rifle in the safety device.

As for returning the bullets in the gun?It's pure nonsense, the enemy has already been killed, and the devil's head is not filled with paste, so there is still time to return you bullets one by one? "Turning off the insurance is enough to put the [-]-type rifles in their hands in a safe device, so that they won't hurt their own people because of the strong penetration force of the rifle when they fight with bayonets. Stimulating the bloodiness of their fight to the death. They are very clear that in the intense assassination, there is basically no possibility of effective shooting.

Of course, there were times when the Japanese army returned the bullets in the gun chambers, but that was by no means the eve of every hand-to-hand combat. After all, the Japanese army’s bullets were also made with money, so they didn’t need to be spent?

The only time they will return the bullets is when they are surrounded by the enemy, to the point of desperation. At that moment, they know that the enemy will not give them another chance to shoot, so they return all the bullets in the gun chamber, so that the enemy can rest assured While not firing directly, defend the dignity of soldiers with the final assassination.

On the other side, Han Feng had already rushed out of the trench fortifications while the Japanese army was entangled with the vanguard of the Xinyi Regiment and their firepower was limited.

His speed was extremely fast, like a wild horse running wild in the charging team, he quickly rushed from the rearmost position to the front.

In the middle of the charge, soldiers who were charging naturally spotted Han Feng. It was just a tense moment when the flames of war were pervasive, and the clothes everyone wore were generally tattered. They really couldn't recognize who was who. They were probably just curious: This soldier How to rush faster than the rabbit?

If Han Feng could hear the voices of those soldiers, he would definitely curse in his heart: If you don’t hold a gun that weighs six to seven catties, and shoot while running, with nothing in your hand, you are not going to run faster than Lao Tzu! Hurry up!

It's just that the urgent situation does not allow Han Feng to think about these things. His charging figure suddenly paused, and then he squatted down and snatched the rifle from the hand of a sacrificial soldier, "I'm sorry, brother!" The soldier with his eyes closed fumbled in his pockets, and after a while, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and left. The kid's pockets were empty, and he didn't even have a fart.

Han Feng had explored this old-fashioned rifle made by Hanyang in the third squad. Compared with various firearms with complicated future affairs, this gun was much easier to operate. He only knew everything about this gun from installation to shooting as soon as he got started. Principle and Operation.

No more doubts, Han Feng continued to charge while pulling the bolt made by Hanyang, but to his embarrassment, he didn't pull it. He opened the magazine and saw that it was empty.

"Fuck", Han Feng was depressed and wanted to curse. At such a critical time, he managed to pick up a rifle, but it was useless. At least it could be used to smash the little devil. It didn't have a bayonet installed.

When Han Feng finally arrived, the battle was already in full swing. The Japanese army was completely entangled with the soldiers of the Xinyi regiment. The superiority of firepower was lost immediately, and the two sides launched a real hand-to-hand combat.

The leader of the platoon, Yang Jie, is good at swordsmanship. Although he lost to Han Feng, he is still a first-class hero. Three devils have died under his sword. Although he is bleeding, his eyes are still fierce. Staring at a Japanese sergeant had a brief confrontation with him.

The patience of the Japanese sergeant was very poor. He was fed up with being threatened by this tattered and wounded Chinese soldier, and he took the lead in stabbing with a bayonet.

The bayonets of the Japanese army are stable, accurate and ruthless. The devil sergeant's bayonet is very good. Although Yang Jie blocked the sudden attack with the back of his gun, the kick that followed immediately knocked Yang Jie down on the ground. The ground, and then flew up to kill.

Yang Jie was suppressed on the ground by the Japanese sergeant, and his meager strength gradually disappeared under the restraint of the enemy's almost full body weight. His physical strength was not as good as that of the Japanese soldier, and he was injured.

The violent panting came from Yang Jie's nasal cavity to the face of the Japanese sergeant. The Japanese sergeant's ruddy and ugly face showed a ferocious sneer. This Chinese soldier was about to become his dead soul.

However, at this extremely urgent moment, Han Feng arrived impartially, and his reaction was extremely quick. He quickly raised the butt of his gun with both hands, and slammed it on the head of the unprepared Japanese sergeant.

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015 Shock

In this area of ​​northwest Shanxi, the weather is frighteningly cold in winter, and the inner lining of the devil's helmet is too thin. If you sweat or get wet in the cold, your head will freeze with the skin and flesh if you don't pay attention. Not coming down, coupled with poor thermal performance, and easy to reflect light to cause exposure, the Japanese army generally does not wear steel helmets this season.