Chapter 65: The suffocated little devil
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As the Japanese attacks started, the commanders of both sides stood behind the warring sides, constantly observing who was better when the soldiers of both sides fought on the battlefield.
Soon Deng Chenggong and Hu Guangzong discovered that compared with the Japanese gun technique, the formal militia that he participated in the battle for the first time was undoubtedly slightly worse. Fortunately, they were the defensive side, and relying on the trenches and fortifications that had been built, they barely resisted the first wave of the Japanese attacks and pushed the Japanese to about a hundred meters in front of the position.
As long as the Japanese soldiers who dare to rush forward will inevitably be hit by several or even dozens of bullets, they will never be able to move forward even if they fall to the ground. This makes the special forces members who have been staying behind and ready to support them at any time finally breathe a sigh of relief from the combat effectiveness of these militias.
This kind of battle that seemed to have been in a state of anxiety was obviously very unfavorable to the attacking Japanese side. Seeing that the attacking troops in the front were frustrated, the Japanese infantry squadron commanding behind immediately arranged for the mortar troops that had already built positions in the rear and began to bomb the light and heavy machine gun bunkers of the militia in the front.
As the mortar shells hit the target from time to time, the sound of light and heavy machine guns on the militia positions was undoubtedly reduced a lot. Just when the Japanese captain felt that the militia would not be able to fight against the heroic Japanese soldiers assault, a slightly crisp gunfire sound killed more than half of the Japanese artillery and grenades.
Even a Japanese artillery soldier who had just loaded the shell into the barrel of the artillery, let the opponent's sharpshooter hit and knock the barrel into the barrel of the artillery. The detonated shells penetrated into the Japanese army's example. As a result, these Japanese soldiers were extremely miserable and died under their own mortar shells.
Sniper!
The Japanese brigade captain who was lying on the ground to escape the disaster immediately ordered the surviving artillery to transfer positions, and just improved a little and advanced some infantry attacks. As the Japanese artillery lost more than half of the losses, it was once again at a deadlock.
Knowing that further attacking would only cause casualties, the Japanese Chief of Staff, who had been watching the battle behind, had no choice but to give a retreat order. Because, during the battle between the two sides just now, he found that the combat quality of these bandits was good, and their marksmanship was much more accurate than ordinary regular soldiers. Many Japanese soldiers who were a hundred meters away were hit by bandits hidden in the trenches. This shows that the combat capabilities of these bandits should not be underestimated!
What made him most angry was that the suicide squad members who had finally organized were often taken care of by the other party on the way to 200 meters. Before they could get close to the fortifications, the explosive pack was knocked to the ground by the other party before they could even get a sound. This means that his opponent seemed to know their combat methods very well. However, thinking that most of these bandits were defeated by the Northeast Army, it was normal to understand some of their combat methods.
Looking at the Japanese squadron leader who lost nearly half of his soldiers during the previous round of battle, he felt a little crying. What made him feel even more aggrieved was that these damn bandits did not talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality. The Japanese soldiers who sent them to the front to collect their bodies were named one by one by one by the opponent's sharpshooter, even if they did not carry weapons. The Japanese soldiers who survived could only watch angrily as they fell on the position, and they would occasionally call for help but couldn't crawl. From the beginning, they still had a little breath to lie there silently.
‘Baga, these bandits have no military quality at all, and even the soldiers who have restrained their bodies. They should all be hung and not worthy of living in this world!’
The infantry captain, who was full of resentment, could only stay at a safe distance and yelled at the bandits who seemed to be mocking him. Because this was the first time he had encountered an opponent who was not even allowed to pick up the corpses of soldiers. This behavior made him feel that the other party was very immoral.
Facing the relative doubts of Hu Guangzong, Deng Chenggong replied calmly: "Do you think they will be kind and righteous to us if they ask them to pick up the bodies? I don't think so, so why should I be kind and righteous to him? They are invaders, and since they come to our territory, they must be prepared to be unsaved. Why should I be kind and righteous to them? I only have one attitude towards them, that is, kill!"
Seeing Deng Chenggong's face full of anger, Hu Guangzong couldn't say anything, and at this time they represented a group of soldiers fleeing from the Northeast Army. It should be more inhumane to face the Japanese army, otherwise how could they prove that they hated the Japanese army?
In fact, Deng Chenggong also felt that shooting the other party was a bit unkind and righteous when it came to shooting these unarmed Japanese corpse soldiers. But when he thought of the horrific Century Massacre not long after, he had no way to stop it. This entangled mentality made Deng Chenggong want to kill all the Japanese troops in anger. Therefore, as long as he could eliminate more of the Japanese's vital power, he would do anything unkind and righteous. Who told the other party that he was not worthy of enjoying this treatment at all?
Seeing that the officers around him did not object, but still felt a little extreme on his face, Deng Chenggong said excitedly: "Do you all think that I have lost the style of a soldier in this way? But what I want to tell you is that today we will kill one more Japanese devil, which may save ten or even hundreds of Chinese people. Do you do this? Don't think that this is a bit unreasonable. I believe that it won't take long. Your heart to kill these Japanese devils will be stronger than me. Your kindness today will make you ashamed of your real face when you know the Japanese devils."
Seeing that Deng Chenggong seemed to be about to go wild, the officers who were still confused in their hearts finally said nothing, and they were much more determined to kill the Japanese devils who collected the corpses. Until the news of the century-old massacre was conveyed to the hands of the militia column, these officers who were originally a little confused about Deng Chenggong really felt that today's kindness was undoubtedly an indulgence for the dead people.
So later, when the militia column faced the Japanese army's war, even the crazy actions made by the militia column, even the generals of the People's Party, would say that this was the most fierce unit they had ever seen to treat the Japanese army. The Japanese army also changed from initial contempt to importance to the North China militia column, to the end of being timid.
When Deng Chenggong heard this rumor, he used a very simple outline, that is, "I am afraid of being arrogant, I am afraid of being cruel, and I am afraid of being brave." Treating the Japanese militia columns without even having their lives, how could those Japanese soldiers who only know how to be arrogant and ruthless are not afraid?
Seeing that the three consecutive attacks failed, all the suicide squads that were finally selected were killed, the Japanese chief of staff had lost confidence in victory. In addition, the explosion last night, their food and grass were already refilled, and the breakfast this morning was finally picked out from the burned food. This means that if you continue to attack, it would be fine to be able to break through the opponent's position that seems to have no flaws. If you cannot break through today, the outcome of the Japanese troops waiting for the surviving Japanese troops is self-evident.
The morale that was finally boosted was exhausted as these few attacks were not smooth, and all the soldiers who took turns to the field also consumed almost the same physical strength. The Japanese Chief of Staff originally wanted to put all the troops into battle with the last bit of luck. But I thought that every time the opponent attacked, a new heavy machine gun fire point would appear, and you could not test the opponent's firepower limit. Without the support of heavy artillery or even aircraft, continuing to attack would only consume your own strength.
In order to keep the soldiers in their remaining energy and continue to return to Xingtai City, the Japanese Chief of Staff had no choice but to issue an order to withdraw the troops. Moreover, in order to save the surviving officials from the military headquarters, the Chief of Staff committed suicide with a very unique personality after appointing a new commander.
As the news of the chief of staff committing suicide by separatism came, the last trace of morale of the Japanese soldiers also dissipated. One by one, under the organization of the officers, carried the bodies of the dead soldiers and began to quickly rush towards Xingtai City. But as they evacuated, there were also the reserve militia who were following behind from time to time to fire black guns, and even the few Type 92 infantry cannons without shells that had been preserved. When they saw that there was no way to recapture them, a corps leader who temporarily took over as commander threw down the cannon with great distress and ignored the bandit troops that were constantly provoking them.
He led the remaining surviving artillery and rushed to Xingtai City without stopping until their troops entered the five miles of Xingtai, and all the Japanese soldiers were panicked when they heard it. In order to save the last trace of face, the commander of the corps commander of the Japanese Chief of Staff did not forget to reorganize the surviving Japanese troops who were almost sitting on the ground.
As a result, seeing the troops that had less than 2,000 remained, and the Japanese corpses that had to be discarded along the way, the corps captain suddenly felt that something had begun to flow in his eyes, which had not felt tears for a long time. The corps captain, who was so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to cry, couldn't help but think from the bottom of his heart, "This battle was too cowardly, and it was too frustrating!"
Suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, the captain of the regiment did not continue to blame the Japanese soldiers who were not in a mess and even began to sway when walking. He brought such a group of surviving soldiers to the city in the horrific eyes of all the people of Xingtai and the garrison.
What followed was the shock of the brigade commander Sasaki after learning the news, and all the Xingtai people admired the North China Militia Column from the bottom of their hearts. Because these North China Militia Columns, which have been living in seclusion in the countryside, have done things that are difficult for regular troops in this era. This is undoubtedly exciting and good news for ordinary people who have been in a torment!
Chapter completed!