War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 2: Tactics Ahead of Their Time

How is the quality of an individual soldier reflected?

At least we are not like the Japanese army, who held their guns between their waists and used their faces to explore the house in the dark.

Yes, Xu Chaoyang, who was carrying a flashlight and a machine gun from upstairs, had just found a shelter with his men when they saw several Japanese soldiers smashing open the door and walking in cautiously with their backs bent and guns in hand.

They did not put their Type 38 rifles on their shoulders and aim forward, nor did they throw a "melon" into the dark room first. Instead, they chose to sneak in directly.

If this behavior happened to "Old Te", the captain would probably kick his tail off!

No, such people are not qualified to join 'Lao Te', because 'Lao Te' never coaxes children for others.

On the first floor of the villa, Xu Chaoyang squatted behind the solid wooden stairs, stealing glances at the figures in front of him in the moonlight. The reason for choosing this position was that the shadows were the heaviest under the stairs at night.

When the leading Japanese soldier was two meters in front of him, he suddenly leaned out and turned on the flashlight towards the Japanese soldier's head.

Swish!
A dim light appeared in the pitch-black environment. The Japanese soldier cooperated very well, loosened the hand that was tightly holding the gun to cover his face, and used his hand to block the light source.

At this moment, the muzzle of his gun was resting on the ground while being held in one hand, which was mainly due to his height of one and a half meters.

Snapped!
The light only flashed for a short while before Xu Chaoyang immediately turned it off, then pulled the trigger of the machine gun.

Da da da!
Three streams of blood mist suddenly exploded from the chest of the Japanese soldier in front of him. Relying on his standing posture and holding a Type 95 rifle alone, Xu Chaoyang was able to score 5 rings in 40 shots at a -meter target in the military competition. After killing the Japanese soldier on the spot, he immediately threw away the flashlight in his left hand, changed from holding a single hand to a double-grip machine gun, and continued to fire at the Japanese soldiers behind him.

Da da da!
Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Xu Chaoyang raised his hand and fired ten bullets, then he shouted, "Shoot again!"

It's not that he has run out of bullets, nor is he afraid. He is just afraid that the 9mm bullet will hit the Japanese and leave them some room to breathe, causing him to pull the trigger unexpectedly and hurt himself, so he needs help.

Da da da da da!
An MP18 hidden at the door appeared at Xu Chaoyang's roar. The shooting rhythm of this gun was completely different from Xu Chaoyang's. He would never let go of the trigger once he pulled it. The moment the bullet swept across the room in a cross section, Xu Chaoyang crouched and cursed, "Fuck you!"

The whole person quickly lay down on the ground in a prone position.

He's going crazy!
Is there anyone who shoots like this?
Isn't this fucking not distinguishing between friend and foe? !

But he thought again, what kind of individual soldier quality can the Fengtian Army have at that time? Especially in the eyes of a modern "pioneer" like him, he is just a rookie holding a firearm!

The vase was shattered by the impact of the bullets. The old clock in the hallway was hit by a bullet and the dial was pierced, and it was stuck upside down against the wall. The wall was directly blown away when the bullet grazed it, and the whole house seemed to have been hit by a rain of needles.

Click.

It was not until Xu Chaoyang heard the sound of empty gunfire that he raised his head. Looking inside the house, he saw the Japanese wailing on the ground!
Among these people, some were shot in the waist, some were shot in the shoulder. Except for the first three Japanese soldiers who were shot in the chest by Xu Chaoyang and were already dead, the rest were all lying on the ground half-dead, screaming and yelling.

The few remaining Japanese, when they saw the people who rushed into the house first being shot, turned around and ran!

At this moment, the muzzles of two machine guns once again poked out from the shattered window frames and began firing at their backs - da da da da da!

The muzzle of the gun on the windowsill spewed out flames, adding a touch of splendor to the broken night. Several Japanese soldiers who used their backs to catch bullets were completely penetrated by the dense rain of bullets, and they became corpses on the ground before they could run out of the courtyard.

Xu Chaoyang then climbed out of the house and used the remaining bullets in his gun to pull the trigger at the heads of the wailing Japanese. After a ball of blood burst out from under their heads one by one, he turned around and shouted upstairs: "Sister-in-law, come downstairs!"

What is individual soldier quality?

The quality of an individual soldier is not his proficiency in the use of equipment, but his best choice on the battlefield!

After Xu Chaoyang got the news that the Japanese were approaching, he saw this Japanese team rushing to the entrance of the alley like an arc thrown out by magma, and he designed a mature fighting method in his mind. Otherwise, he would not have shouted: "Fight them with low light."

An environment with low visibility is also called a low-light environment, which is called "weak light" here. In a low-light environment and without night vision goggles and IR equipment, the sudden turning on and off of the flashlight can cause people to be temporarily blinded due to light adjustment.

With this kind of hard control effect, plus the absolute superior firepower of the Hua machine gun over the Type 38 rifle, Xu Chaoyang, a 'vanguard' who has been in the army for eleven years, cannot lose!
The only thing he had to worry about was whether there would be accidental injuries when the firepower crossed, so he only brought one person down from upstairs. After all, there was only one small Japanese team that rushed into the villa.

But he forgot one thing. When the Japanese army was not familiar with the "low-light tactics" that were beyond the times, the Fengtian Army under his command was also unfamiliar with it. This group of people were not the comrades who had cooperated with him day and night in "Old Special", slept in the same room, smoked a pack of cigarettes, drank a bottle of wine together and left bad breath on the bottle mouth.

"what!"

The woman holding the child walked down the stairs. The moment she smelled the blood in the room, she hugged the child tightly and let out a scream, then took an unsteady step back.

"Brother-in-law!"

The young man with the empty magazine came up to Xu Chaoyang, took out the old magazine and threw it on the ground, then took out a new magazine from his Kowloon Belt and installed it.

Xu Chaoyang didn't have time to pay attention to the frightened woman. He said to the young man next to him, "Go, help your sister-in-law downstairs."

After saying that, he casually picked up the magazine that the young man had thrown on the ground in the pool of blood, put it in his pocket, turned around and walked out of the room, saying, "Isn't this a waste of money?"

Under the cover of night, several figures took advantage of the fact that the Japanese army's flood had not yet covered the entire city and went around to the areas that had not yet been covered...

Xu Chaoyang led them into the mountains. When the young men looked back at the city from a high place, they could see nothing except the occasional burst of artillery fire that tore apart the peace.

The young man stood on the mountain and looked towards the city and asked, "Brother-in-law, what do you think of Qi City now..."

As Xu Chaoyang passed by him, he responded, "Don't ask."

"Brother..." Another man wearing Fengtian Army uniform called out in the same way.

Xu Chaoyang warned again: "Don't look back."

The history that he had reviewed countless times in the army, military academy, and military museum now appeared before his eyes. He also wanted to turn around and fight back. If Xu Chaoyang still had the assistance of his modern comrades and the fire support that could be obtained by just a phone call, Xu Chaoyang would never leave this city!

But he couldn't do that now. He couldn't let the people around him die in vain under the iron hoofs of the Japanese army!
He needs time, needs to teach the people around him a lot of things, and needs more people and more guns...

(End of this chapter)