I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 617: The Power of the Special Operations Battalion

In order to cover the breakthrough on both wings, the Japanese army launched another skirmish line charge. This time, they valued their soldiers more and only sent a squadron to make a show. A row of machine guns were firing crazily. If the opponent wanted to fire rockets or shoot, they had to look up. It was a rare machine gun counterattack without suppression. Hundreds of light and heavy machine guns laid down a dense line of fire.

All the way! All the way! All the way!

All the mortars opened fire. More than a hundred mortars were deployed in different locations, with different starting points but the same target. Nakamura Yuichi was scared. Didn't they run out of shells? The Second Regiment and the Guard Regiment hadn't used artillery fire for two hours. Nakamura Yuichi really thought that they had run out of shells last night, after all, they hadn't stopped firing for half the night.

boom! Boom boom boom!

The mortars fired only ten rapid rounds before retreating. The circling Japanese fighter planes had already spotted them, and three of them even began to dive.

Da da da da da da!

The anti-aircraft machine guns, which had been holding back for a long time, opened fire, and at least ten bullet belts intersected in front of each plane.

boom!

The fighter jet that rushed down was blown up in mid-air.

The diving fighters behind saw that the situation was not good and immediately pulled up, but it was still over. The three fighters that formed the attack formation were all damaged, two with white smoke and one with black smoke. The one with black smoke parachuted to its own formation, and the two with white smoke turned quickly to the south, and it was unknown which airport they were going to rush to for an emergency landing.

The Japanese fighter planes became quiet and the machine gun positions here were blown up. They had no choice but to send more soldiers to attack and harass. The soldiers lay down after rushing more than 300 meters. They would die if they went up, so they might as well lie down here and shoot back. Anyway, it was just a feint attack as ordered by the superiors.

The special operations battalion of the independent regiment was dealing with the Japanese regiment on the east side. There were about 3,000 people in the regiment, and they didn't even have a heavy machine gun or a mortar. There were only more than 20 light machine guns in the team. They were the worst off among the Japanese regiments. However, everyone here understood the reason. They were all trying to take advantage of the chaos to enter the city, and they definitely had no good intentions.

The Japanese army originally wanted to take a big detour and enter the city from the southeast or the east, but they were blocked by a small river. It was the Xianni River, which runs from north to south and is adjacent to the west of the Yi River. As the name suggests, the river is full of silt, and even light infantry cannot pass. Just as the Japanese army was about to pass over the small bridge, a sharp-eyed devil suddenly shouted.

"Dynamite, there is dynamite under the bridge."

Japanese Army Commander Kato Ken looked in the direction the soldier's gesture indicated and, sure enough, there was a pile of explosive packs on the mud under the bridge, with a few clocks and other things on top. The old soldier knew at a glance that it was a time bomb, even though he had never seen one before.

The bridge could not be crossed, and it looked like the peaceful city was definitely on guard. There was no other choice but to attack.

Kato Ken drew out his command knife and pointed it at the residential area five or six hundred meters to the north.

"Sudden death, give it to me!"

The Japanese army rushed towards the north in a roar. Guo Dapeng, the commander of the special operations battalion of the independent regiment who was ambushed in the residential area, breathed a sigh of relief. The explosive packs were fake, and the time bombs were also fake. Time was too tight and there was no time to arrange them. It was a little dangerous just now. Once the Japanese army crossed the Xianni River, his special operations battalion would be very passive, because the east of the Xianni River was close to the Yi River, there were no residents and no shelter.

The Japanese officer kept cheering up the soldiers, muttering "Flower Girl" and "Dead!". The Japanese soldiers seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and their eyes turned red.

The Japanese army has already rushed over, with two to three thousand people and a huge force.

"beat"!

At Guo Dapeng's command, a signal flare was launched into the air, and more than two hundred submachine guns emerged from the wall. They opened fire at a rapid speed, emptying the magazines in more than thirty seconds.

Ten MG34 anti-aircraft machine guns and ten large-caliber heavy machine guns were mounted inside the gate of the farmer's yard. When the gate was opened, the black muzzles of the guns were revealed.

Time was urgent, and the machine gun positions were set up in different ways. Some used millstones, some used large stones in the yard, and some used solid wooden blocks in people's homes. Although the positions were varied, the bullets fired were uniformly fierce. The bullets whizzed into the bodies of the Japanese. The large-caliber bullets were too scary. A string of three, the front ones were all blown up, the arms in the middle were blown off, and finally the chest at the back was blown up.

At the same time as the signal flare was fired, the sixteen 60mm mortars on the four small positions at the back also opened fire. In order to facilitate sneak attacks, the special operations battalion's artillery firepower was generally 60mm mortars, and only large-caliber mortars were used for some strategic missions.

Sixteen 60mm mortars fired twenty rounds at high speed, hundreds of rounds of shells exploded, and two machine guns and submachine guns stunned the Japanese in just one minute. What kind of firepower configuration is this? I suddenly left the barracks and attacked in a roundabout way! Why did they prepare in advance? Could it be that the soldiers and firepower of the Yimeng guerrillas were so powerful? How could they defeat the enemy?

After only five minutes of exchange of fire, the Japanese army retreated, leaving corpses all over the ground. There was no hope of rushing forward. They could not go east, and there were enemies blocking their way to the north. They had no choice but to retreat back to the large force in the middle.

"Battalion Commander, the Japanese are retreating, should we chase them?"

"Chase? Why chase them in broad daylight? Wait until night. Just stop them from entering the city. You will chase them at night. Order the new recruits camp behind to sneak over and clean up the battlefield. Pay attention to air defense as there are planes in the sky."

After more than ten minutes, the recruit camp arrived. There were nearly a thousand recruits, but only one-third of them were able to get out. The recruits did not want the Japanese's equipment. In the Yimeng guerrillas, the worst gun was the 98k. They just wanted to get close to the Japanese, clean up the battlefield and practice their shooting skills. It would be a surprise if the bullets hit the Japanese who were pretending to be dead, and the recruits enjoyed this kind of ejection reaction.

Guo Dapeng looked at the Japanese soldiers who were running away in a panic, and then at the new recruits who were holding their rifles and reloading, and felt deeply moved. They all went through this step. His admission to the team was personally reviewed by the captain. He was promoted quickly in the beginning because he was good at machine gunning, and in the future it all depended on his personal ability. The fact that he was promoted to the battalion commander of the special operations battalion in the independent regiment stationed in Mengshan is itself a proof of his strength.

Because we were stationed in Mengshan, we didn't have many opportunities to participate in the war. The only time we had fun was when we fought Qingdao. But this time it was really comfortable. The sneak attacks on both wings failed, and the attack in the middle was not going well. The Japanese had no hope today. We had to wait until dark. The world would be ours.

The regiment attacking the west also encountered terrible resistance. The special operations battalion of the second regiment in the west did not completely keep the Japanese out of the city, but let them into part of Xilu Village. The special operations battalion set up countless blocking positions in the two-thirds of the back of the village. Unlike the special operations battalion of the independent regiment, the special operations battalion of the second regiment wanted to give new recruits the opportunity to train.