sjar Chapter 118 Who in the world can be as capable as me?
Chapter 118 Who in the world can be as capable as me?
Fang Shengli used an anti-aircraft machine gun purchased from the British Army, which could be used as a miniature artillery.
After this round, the remaining walls will be directly knocked down. As for the Japanese soldiers who were there, they will probably be crushed to the ground by bricks and tiles even if they are not dead.
Fang Shengli dropped the anti-aircraft machine gun and jumped off the truck which was still moving forward.
Gao Yun poked his head out and asked in confusion, "Deputy regiment commander, what are you doing?"
"I led the charge, but the Sichuan Army ran ahead of us. We can't afford to lose face."
He picked up a rifle from the ground, fixed the bayonet and swung it forward; "Independent Regiment, follow me.
boom……
Zhou Weiguo slightly adjusted the distance and asked the gunner to fire a shell.
The shell landed on a machine gun position in the rear, blowing the Japanese soldiers who were firing there into the air.
Without machine gun fire, the First Battalion and the Sichuan Army that followed them shouted and rushed forward.
Five or six buglers blew the charge from different directions.
The ticking sound of the charge horn is the signal to launch the general attack.
Tani Hisao could no longer stay in his own command center.
What he got in return for waiting were attacks from the front and sides. If he continued to fight, he would suffer heavy losses from the enemy's tanks and machine gun fire without heavy weapons.
"Let the first battalion intercept the enemy on the flank, and the second squadron intercept the enemy in the front, to cover the main force of our division to evacuate in the eleven o'clock direction.
Only by abandoning these troops can the troops evacuate. The chief of staff sighed slightly. In fact, there was no need to sacrifice so many. It was just that the division commander waited and missed the opportunity.
Fang Shengli led his troops to charge forward. He looked at the enemy's troops charging forward, turned his head and shouted to Gao Yun who was not far away, "Gao Yun, the enemy is trying to escape. They are here to fight us to the death. Don't save machine gun bullets. Shoot them down. Their supplies are behind us. We must not let them escape."
People can leave, but weapons and ammunition must be left behind. This is the rule.
Gao Yun had seen it. He raised the machine gun slightly, then aimed at the approaching Japanese soldiers and pulled the trigger.
This kind of bullet will explode when it hits anyone, and the ammunition with undiminished power will soon hit the Japanese soldiers behind.
After a burst of blood mist, the Japanese troops that had come over became scattered. Fang Shengli waved his hand and said, "Tanks, tanks, follow up, crush them and push them to both sides, leaving the middle road free for tanks and anti-aircraft machine guns to pass through and grab supplies.
When Tani Hisao was preparing to evacuate, he took the supplies with him. However, when the lieutenant colonel in charge of transporting the supplies saw the enemy approaching, he shuddered and turned to the soldiers who were still carrying the supplies and said, "Retreat, retreat quickly."
A captain nearby saw that there were still so many weapons, ammunition and food. He thought for a moment and took out a grenade. "Sir, since we can't move it away, should we blow it up?"
Blow up?
The lieutenant colonel looked at him, raised his hand and slapped him in the face; "Baga, are you a fool? Didn't you see that they came for the ammunition? You blew them up, are you sure you can come back alive today?"
What a stupid brain! The enemy blocked the intercepting infantry on both sides, and the tanks and the deadly anti-aircraft machine guns on their trucks came straight towards this side. They discovered the supplies here.
They haven't started shooting at this place yet because they are eyeing the supplies and ammunition here. If you leave now, no one will care about you, but if you make up your mind, you may blow up these supplies.
Well, I'm sorry, but none of the soldiers escorting supplies here today can expect to return alive.
No, it's not just me. Even if it's the artillery coming from the direction of eleven o'clock, their only chance to survive is to lay down their weapons and run away. If the bomb is destroyed, they will cut off their own retreat.
The artillery should be faster. It would be reasonable for the officer in charge of the artillery to give the order when they see the enemy dividing their forces into two groups and coming towards them.
They are artillerymen, and logically, they should run faster than infantrymen, but the problem is that their superiors have asked us to assist in the suppression.
What are we suppressing? When the enemy comes up, can our artillerymen use bayonets or take up the challenge to fight the enemy?
He's not that stupid.
A great defeat ensued.
The Fourth Battalion, which was hovering in the air, saw the Japanese troops retreating and no longer showed any mercy. It strafed them at low altitude for a while before flying away.
No heavy weapons, no interception.
The Japanese troops were running in front, and the Independent Regiment and the Sichuan Army were chasing behind.
When the first line was breached, Ono had already caught up with the people from the Quartermaster Department.
"Hurry up, hurry up and grab the supplies. Don't leave me even a pair of socks. Also, divide the infantry guns and other things into two, leave one for the Sichuan Army brothers, and leave some helmets as well."
Ono is not a person who wants to eat alone. He knows very well that if the Sichuan Army does not help this time, it will probably take some time to drive out the tough 6th Division, and the independent regiment will suffer heavy losses.
Not long ago, he took a look and saw that the Sichuan Army, which was shouting "Fuck you" and "son of a bitch", had poor weapons, but they were very brave and just picked up their machetes and went up.
The fearless look in his eyes made Ono feel embarrassed to eat alone.
The platoon leader next to him stretched his neck and said, "Chief, what about the 58th Division?" Over there, should we give them some of the troops? They have also dispatched a regiment.
Ono turned his head and looked at him: "I don't care if they die. Our Central Army is short of supplies. We are not short of supplies. The Sichuan Army is short of supplies. Two copies. The 58th Shi Division doesn't care about him."
Distributing part of the supplies to the Sichuan Army was already very generous of me, but he even wanted me to distribute some of the supplies to the 58th Division.
Why? Just because he is a veteran of the independent regiment. Damn, they are so shameless.
"Yes, I understand." A platoon leader received the order and picked up a pair of socks; "Then these socks."
Should we leave some of these socks for them?
The Sichuan Army was really poor. Most of them wore straw sandals, and socks and the like were completely non-existent.
Ono held a cigarette in his mouth, and after listening to the platoon leader's words, he took a deep breath and just looked at the platoon leader quietly, waiting for the moment when the platoon leader almost got scared. Ono shouted with saliva flying.
"I say, you son of a bitch, you've been following me for so many days, but it's all in vain. Why did you leave your socks for others? Can they sell them?"
"Yes, yes, I was wrong. The only person who can sell stinky socks is the director."
Well, Ono put his hands on his hips and looked around. He accepted the flattery.
Let us ask ourselves, who in the world today can sell the seized materials, even a pair of socks?
No, definitely not. Except for myself, no one else has this ability. Isn't it?
That means I have this ability.