I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 493: Rockets Destroy Machine Guns

Ma Laosan looked at the military cap on Xia the translator's head and understood everything.

It seems that my second brother Xia was indeed sent by the Eighth Route Army.

Look at him, he is always talking and laughing with the officers of the Eighth Route Army. Maybe his rank is not low.

They had just stopped in front of the mortar array when Captain Li of the Second Battalion sent someone back to report the situation at the South Gate.

"Reporting to Commander Sun, the stones and debris blocking the south gate have been cleared out.

As long as there are no problems with the three suspension bridges, our Second Cavalry Battalion will definitely attack at the first opportunity.

Go and outflank Sato's battalion and wipe out these little devils. Please rest assured, Commander."

Sun Desheng nodded and asked him to go back to find Captain Li and attack immediately once he saw the signal flare.

Captain Nobuo Sato was almost crying as he held in his hand the telegram sent to him by the Taiyuan First Army Headquarters.

The content of this telegram sent by their deputy commander was simply so thoughtful.

"Captain Sato, if the Eighth Route Army's offensive is fierce and unstoppable.

After destroying all the stored ammunition, we can move to nearby strongholds and coordinate defense."

In fact, this was also the idea of ​​Staff Officer Ono. The previous Huting stronghold was like a natural barrier.

For the Eighth Route Army without artillery, it was an easy-to-defend but difficult-to-attack situation.

It’s different now. The range of the Eighth Route Army’s mortars can cover the entire Huting stronghold.

Even if they hold their stronghold, they will still be bombed in the future.

The road between Huting and Taiyuan is basically flat.

The Japanese can also use long-range artillery to cover the Huting stronghold.

So the same situation applies to the Huting stronghold for the Eighth Route Army. It is not suitable to hold on here.

In fact, Huting was already useless to both sides, unless the Japanese were willing to endure the hardship and stay in Liulang Mountain.

Captain Sato Nobuo ordered: "Messenger, return to the base immediately and inform Captain Huang.

One is to ask them to send out water as soon as possible, Taijun is almost dying of thirst.

The other was to have them move out all the weapons and ammunition they could.

If there is equipment that cannot be moved, blow it up completely, leaving not a single bullet for the Eighth Route Army."

"Hi," the Japanese messenger saluted and immediately ran towards the east gate of the stronghold.

The artillery company commander who was observing through the crack in the city gate immediately ran back after seeing the actions of the Japanese messenger.

"Reporting to Commander Sun, I found the enemy's headquarters?"

Sun Desheng immediately said: "What are you waiting for? Send a mortar over and destroy his headquarters directly."

The artillery company commander personally operated the mortar, preparing to give Captain Sato a surprise, but it was his fault for not hiding it well.

On the battlefield, you dare to ask the messenger to salute him. Who else should I bomb if not you?

The messenger ran to the gate and pushed the door of the stronghold open with force.

As soon as the door opened, there was only a person's width left, and he couldn't wait to squeeze in.

He has thought it through, and whether to give orders or not can be passed on later.

He had to eat the piece of watermelon on the captain's table first as a sign of respect, as he was also very thirsty.

He had just put half of his body in when he noticed several unfriendly eyes looking at him.

The messenger's eyes had not yet adjusted to the change from light to darkness.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and saw people on both sides of the doorway.

There stood two rows of Eighth Route Army soldiers, holding rifles with bayonets fixed, staring at him eagerly.

"Nani?"

The messenger was stunned for a moment. He wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't shout at all.

I wanted to run, but my legs were so weak that I couldn't muster any strength.

He reached for the grenade at his waist and heard two "pop" sounds.

Two bayonets were firmly stabbed into his chest.

At this time, Captain Sato outside also discovered something wrong through his telescope.

The messenger opened the gate of the stronghold, but did not go in.

Let your hands hang naturally and just keep them there, leaning forward.

It seemed as if it was hung by something and stood there motionless.

Then Nobuo Sato discovered something was wrong.

Red liquid flowed out from the messenger's uniform on the back.

And at the source of the red liquid, two shiny objects were revealed.

Captain Sato: What is that? Why does it look like the tip of a bayonet?

Sato rubbed his eyes and looked carefully again. It was the tip of the bayonet.

"Baga, enemy attack! Shoot now."

But before the Japanese could open fire, more than twenty small black dots emerged from the Huting stronghold.

As a whistling sound was heard, more than 20 artillery shells hit the Japanese soldiers lying on the roadbed.

"Boom boom boom..."

With the violent explosion of mortar shells, many Japanese soldiers were directly sent away.

In order to avoid the explosion, many Japanese soldiers rolled down the roadbed or even jumped into the trenches to take shelter.

Immediately afterwards, the Eighth Cavalry Regiment on the wall brought up light and heavy machine guns.

"Da da da……"

Machine gun bullets swept towards the Japanese soldiers crawling on the land like a storm, making them unable to raise their heads.

The Japanese on land were not to be outdone, and their light and heavy machine guns also showed up.

They were surprisingly fierce, firing at the cavalry regiment's light and heavy machine guns.

The soldiers of the cavalry regiment on the wall of the stronghold had been waiting for the Japanese to open fire with heavy firepower.

Their machine gunner immediately lay down, and the rocket launcher operator appeared not far away.

When the Japanese saw them, they smashed the cavalry regiment's heavy firepower into oblivion.

They were all shouting and cheering for their machine gunners.

Captain Zhang and Ma Laosan were both confused. They had seen people dodging heavy machine gun fire.

But I've never seen anyone dodge so efficiently that he didn't even need a gun.

Fortunately, the machine gunners did not run under the wall.

Otherwise, wouldn’t they be the same as the National Army back then?

But what about the Eighth Route Army that reappeared in the background?

Everyone was half-crouching behind the buttress, carrying an iron cylinder on his shoulder, but no one knew what it was used for.

Ma Laosan crawled over curiously and wanted to ask the Eighth Route Army soldiers what that thing was.

When Translator Xia saw this, he yelled "bastard" and pounced on Ma Lao San, knocking him two meters away.

Just when Ma Laosan wanted to scold Translator Xia, asking if he was crazy.

The cavalry soldier fired the RGP-7 rocket launcher on his shoulder.

A tail of flame spurted out from where Ma Laosan had just stood.

A rocket whizzed into the Japanese machine gun position.

With a loud "boom", the Japanese's simple machine gun position was blown into the sky.

Translator Xia, who was still lying on Ma Laosan, slapped him twice on the back of the head.

"I say, Third Brother, you are stupid, didn't the comrades from the Eighth Route Army just say that?

Don't stand behind the rocket launcher. There will be flames when it is fired. Why didn't you listen?"

Ma Laosan had just saved his life and was laughing at Xia the translator.

“I was so busy watching the fun that I didn’t pay any attention.

But I was grateful to you, my second brother, otherwise I would have been burned to death by my own people. Tell me, is this unfair to me? "

Translator Xia said, "Hmph, in my opinion, since you are so troublesome, it is not unfair to burn you to death."