War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 207 Massacre!

At the moment the gunshots rang out, a soldier in the crowd of the 17st Regiment of the 17th Brigade was hit in the back by a bullet. As the bullet penetrated into the soldier, the soldier was thrown forward by the impact of the bullet and fell to the ground, and then, under the city wall, all the soldiers of the th Brigade turned around and looked at the city wall.

At the same time, nearly six light machine guns on the city wall were lit up at the same time!
Two Czech-style and four crooked-handled light machine guns, these light machine guns lowered their muzzles at a downward angle, instantly sounding the prelude to the massacre...

Da da da da da da!

Da da da da da da!

This is not finished!
On the roof behind the demolished Lindong open space, four Czech-style machine guns were also exposed. They were stuck on the slope of the roof, and formed a cross-fire field with the machine guns on the city wall at a downward angle, and launched indiscriminate shooting at the first regiment of soldiers who rushed into the city.

The battle begins instantly!

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

"Change the magazine!"

Liu Gen, who had used up all his magazine of bullets, screamed at the sound of gunfire. The ammunition man next to him handed him a new magazine, which he replaced. He then continued to hold the machine gun and continued to fire at the soldiers who could not escape at all.

This is massacre!

A real massacre!

The bullets from the crossfire created puffs of blood mist in the crowd, sweeping down groups of people.

The soldiers of the 17th Brigade were forced to the foot of the city wall by bullets. They had nowhere to hide or avoid them. It was like they were queuing up to be executed, and they had to withstand the bullets with their bodies. The innocence and helplessness on their faces were obvious. But a shout from the city wall proved that their deaths were not unjust at all!
The company commander who had been suppressed by Yu Minghao finally stood up, but he didn't have a gun in his hand!

This was Xu Chaoyang's order. Xu Chaoyang told the group of soldiers who were not holding machine guns not to shoot at the first time, but to give all the grenades to them.

"From the 17th Brigade!"

"I am the biological father of Liu Zhendong of your Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army!"

"Look at the guy!"

呲!
He pulled the fuses of the two grenades at the same time and threw them in a long line along the city wall toward the outside of the city.

Under his lead, nearly a hundred soldiers attacked at the same time, and grenades fell from the city gate to the crowd 70 meters away - boom! boom! boom!

This group of people used human throwing to create a barrage of bullets and used grenades to achieve the effect of concentrated bombing.

"beat!"

As the earth shook, as grenades spun and fell in the air, under the huge explosive power of the German M18 grenades and the fire power of the Northeast Army's imitation German grenades, an old anti-Japanese and national salvation army soldier raised the Liao Type 13 rifle and pulled the trigger at the soldiers of the 17th Brigade ninety meters away!

boom!
When the gunshots rang out again, all the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army raised their guns and fired without anyone urging them. However, the land beneath their feet had been completely turned into scorched earth, and clouds of green smoke rose up in the middle of winter.

Next to the shallow crater, there were broken limbs, soldiers from the 17th Brigade who were blown away by grenades, and people who had just landed. The entire 17th Brigade was completely stunned by Xu Chaoyang in one encounter and had no chance to fight back. They even had their guns still on their shoulders.

"Chaoyang, this is not right!"

Chang Zhan didn't understand. Seeing these soldiers in front of him, who didn't need his command at all, throwing themselves into the battle and fighting with their lives gritting their teeth, he couldn't understand this emotion.

"Chaoyang, the Northeast Army we've seen is not like this. I've never seen one that can fight this well!"

Is this fightable?
This is like enemies meeting each other with envy!

Xu Chaoyang only said one sentence and Chang Zhan understood: "What if the 17th Brigade below is the unit brought by Wang Xiao?"

"Then I'll fuck his grandma!"

When Chang Zhan heard the name, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he held the box gun and pulled the trigger along the wall.

Xu Chaoyang was happy. This was the source of the fighting power of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army. They were originally staying behind the 17th Brigade and were still afraid of the oppression of going to the battlefield. As a result, the 17th Brigade did not even say hello to the Japanese and let them in right under their noses. Think about it, even Xu Chaoyang has so many relatives around him, such as Yu Minghao, Liu Gener, and Qu Yong. How many "father-son soldiers and relatives soldiers" must be around this group of Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army?
The bombing and shelling that night did not target the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army whom they did not even know, but their own uncles, second uncles, cousins, and fourth uncles!
These people, who were filled with hatred, had just come back from the battlefield and had no place to vent their anger. Now they were ambushed and captured the enemy's 17th Brigade, which was led by Cui Xingwu himself. How could they be safe?

The smell of blood wafted up to the city wall. When Xu Chaoyang turned his head to look at the open field, he could no longer see anyone standing. The entire open field was littered with corpses. More than a thousand people were killed by their company's two Czech-style guns and four Type 99 light machine guns. The Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army also brought four Czech-style machine guns to fire at them. The entire regiment was slaughtered like a meat grinder.

It's been less than five minutes and more than a thousand lives are gone. Just five minutes!
"Turn around the machine guns on the city wall!"

"The first, second and third companies are attacking outside the city!"

"The machine gun points in the city clean up the battlefield, restock the machine gun ammunition, and quickly climb the city walls to defend against the enemy. Quick!"

After Xu Chaoyang gave the order, all the machine guns on the city wall turned around. Liu Gener held his Czech rifle high up with the muzzle pointing to the sky. He turned around and twisted the muzzle of the gun. After unmounting it, he opened fire at the 17th Brigade outside the city - da da da da!

At this time, the 17th Brigade finally reacted, and someone shouted: "Fight back! Fight back!"

But more people forgot to pull the guns on their shoulders in the fire of Liao-13-type, Type rifles, Czech-type, and Type rifles. They turned their heads and started to run away with their heads in their hands!
The entire 17th Brigade turned around and rushed towards the people who had pulled down their guns to fight back, like a snake devouring itself, and directly destroyed all the structures.

Xu Chaoyang stood on the city wall and shouted: "Run to your death!"

Suddenly, on the slope beside them, the cavalry platoon with the machine guns appeared...

On the low earth slope, a team of dozens of people opened fire again at the dark crowd below!
chug chug!
chug chug!
Machine gun bullets rained down at the same time. The moment the entire brigade was hit from the front and the side at the same time, there was no longer any formation. They began to flee horizontally across the wilderness like a handful of soybeans scattered on a tilted table.

In their haste, they were tripped by the familiar ridges in the fields, and some had their faces pierced by the cut corn stalks. It seemed as if they had entered the most unfortunate period of their lives, with ditches and bumps everywhere!

At this moment, the machine gunners in the city returned from collecting ammunition from the bodies of the machine gunners of the 17th Brigade downstairs. As soon as the ten machine guns were on the city wall, Xu Chaoyang's voice shouted out: "Aren't you complaining every day that you don't have ammunition for live-fire training?"

"Listen to my command, moving target 100 meters away, machine gun and rifle synchronized training, reload!"

Click!

The tower was filled with the sound of bullets hitting the ground: "Lock on the target!"

"put!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang...da, thump, da-da.

Looking at the soldiers of the 17th Brigade in the wilderness, some of them suddenly tripped and fell to the ground while running, some of them fell on their heads because they were young and slept too well and never got up again, and one of them fell down and rolled several times and never moved again... Of course, these people all had one thing in common, that is, they were hit by bullets that suddenly came from the city wall!
"Lock on the target again, ready, shoot!"

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of gunfire continued on the city wall. The figures in the distance went from densely packed to sparsely packed, and finally became a tiny dot again within the field of vision. Only the Type 13 rifle was still firing on the city wall. The Type Liao rifle could no longer reach them.

Snap, snap.

"receive!"

Xu Chaoyang looked at the corpses stretching out from the gate of Lindong City, the scattered corpses in the wilderness, and the soldiers who had no intention of fighting back after receiving the money and only wanted to escape from the battlefield with the money, otherwise their honor as a soldier would be sold in vain. He couldn't help but feel emotional.

He understood that soldiers bought with money were not soldiers at all, and soldiers with pockets full of money could never be soldiers. How could the people of the 17th Brigade, who felt sorry for all the anti-Japanese and national salvation soldiers, pull down their guns and fire at others? Even if your conscience was black, how could you or a few others resist the organized firepower on the top of the city?
"report!"

The soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield in the city suddenly shouted to the tower: "How many people are still alive?"

"In the car!"

In the car?

Xu Chaoyang was in high spirits this time. The person who could sit in the car must be a high-ranking official...

"Old Yang, take people to clean up the battlefield outside the city. I'll go down and take a look."

(End of this chapter)