The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 206 We Can’t Keep Fighting Like This
With a loud bang, Uncle Bo pulled the trigger with his fingertips.

A moment later, he felt a huge force coming from the butt of the gun that he was holding tightly with his shoulder socket; his right shoulder blade hurt, and his whole body swayed on the ground.

But Uncle Bo couldn't care about these little things at the moment.

He opened his eyes wide, staring intently at the Type 97 medium tank, carefully observing the specific effect of the shot.

There was no other way! Having experienced the defense of Dunwu Temple, he knew too well that if the anti-tank rifle in his hand could not penetrate the Japanese Type 97 medium tank.

Then next, they can only hold the explosive pack with their hands, and God knows how many people will die.

Uncle Bo was not disappointed. After the gunshot, the Type 97 medium tank moved forward another three or four meters and suddenly stopped completely.

A little ahead on the left side, there was a clear bullet hole that was thicker than a finger.

It seems that Uncle Bo's research on the internal structure of various Japanese tanks during World War II and the positions of the crew members in them during his last rest in the modern dimension was not in vain.

After careful estimation, he killed the driver with one shot.

As for why the first shot was fired at the Japanese driver?

Of course, it is because after he is shot down, the Japanese tank will lose its ability to move for a period of time and become a best target.

Seeing that the weapon in his hand was powerful enough, Uncle Bo immediately became excited.

After moving the buttstock to his left shoulder, he pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, pulled the trigger, and fired another shot.

This time, his target was the gunner in the tank. After the gunshot, the tank turret that was originally turning rapidly towards this side also stopped. It seemed that the gunner was also killed.

I saw Uncle Bo shot once in the left shoulder and once in the right shoulder, and he had already fired two shots in a row.

The wizard and the white elephant immediately rushed towards Uncle Bo's position.

However, in order to avoid the fire from tank guns and machine guns, the two of them had been constantly moving their positions and were now dozens of meters away from Uncle Bo's current shooting position. It would take a while for them to run there.

Seeing that no one took over for a while, and feeling that he was in good condition after firing two shots in a row.

In order to seize the opportunity and completely eliminate the Japanese Type 97 medium tank, Uncle Bo used his left and right shoulders to support the butt of the gun and fired a shot quickly.

When the third shot was fired, the machine gun that had been firing wildly immediately stopped firing. It seemed that the machine gunner was also killed.

The fourth shot was fired, and Uncle Bo finally missed.

But it didn't matter, because the last survivor of the four-man crew of the Type 97 medium tank, the tank commander, was terrified when his colleagues were hit by large-caliber bullets one by one and their bodies were blown up.

He opened the entrance and exit of the turret and rushed out desperately.

Planning to escape from this place which is no longer safe and is like an iron coffin.

However, as soon as the Japanese tank commander got his upper body out, the Wizard and Zanana, who had been paying attention to the Type 97 tank, stopped immediately.

They raised their Mauser G98 rifles and opened fire at the Japanese tank commander.

The wizard's shooting skill was not very good, and the bullet flew away without a trace after his hasty shot; but Zanana's shooting skill was quite good, and she hit the Japanese tank commander in the chest with one shot.

After a pause, he fell onto the tank gun turret.

At this point, the three tanks of the Japanese tank squad, which was the core of the attack, were all destroyed by the anti-armor team composed of Uncle Bo, Wizard and Zanana.

The Japanese planes in the sky were also covered in black smoke that rose up and spread at low altitude, almost completely blocking the pilots' vision; as a result, the accuracy of their strafing and bombing attacks was greatly reduced.

It was like the defenders on the city wall finally got through the most difficult period.

Hu Biao and his men were so excited that they desperately fired at the Japanese soldiers under the city with their automatic weapons.
Or he would swing his arms and throw high-quality wooden-handled grenades made by the Gongxian Arsenal at the Japanese soldiers rushing towards the gap in the city wall.

Not long after, a squadron of Japanese soldiers attacking the southern city wall suffered 120 to 130 casualties.

If you count them all, their casualties have exceeded 60%.

Even in the previous period, the Japanese had won consecutive victories in major battles such as the Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Nanjing, and their morale was extremely high.

With such staggering casualties, they no longer had the courage to continue fighting.

The remaining sixty or seventy Japanese soldiers, led by a squadron leader, began to retreat with alternating fire support. However, the people on the city walls would not allow the Japanese soldiers to retreat so easily, and they opened fire on them, killing them one by one on the way of retreat.

Holding his breath and using the three-point-in-a-line aiming method, the wizard put a Japanese second lieutenant into the crosshairs and quickly pulled the trigger.

Almost in an instant, a brilliant flower of blood spurted out from the Japanese second lieutenant's neck.

Although the wizard's shot was originally intended to hit the Japanese second lieutenant's chest, the bullet went far away; but as long as the target was killed, the other details were not important at all.

But just when the novice wizard was about to cheer for finally repelling the Japanese attack and even killing a Japanese officer.

Suddenly, I heard the whistling sound of a shell tearing through the air as it flew through the sky.

What was even more terrible was that Uncle Bo once told them that when a shell was about to fall nearby, there would be a "puff puff puff" sound like a spinning top spinning on the head.

Amid the sounds of "bombardment" shouted by countless people, the wizard ran towards the nearest anti-bomb hole.

However, the Japanese artillery bombardment this time was too sudden. Before the wizard could run into the anti-artillery hole, seven or eight shells had already landed on the city wall.

The wizard was lucky. No shells fell near him, but he was knocked to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion a little further away.

But at this moment, he would rather be the one blown to death.

Because at the moment he was overturned, he clearly saw that about 1918 meters ahead, Uncle Bo was carrying a Mauser M anti-tank rifle, and his figure was enveloped in a ball of fire.

A moment later, Uncle Bo, a serious soldier in the modern dimension and one of the core combat forces of the time traveler team, was blown into pieces by the sniper.

The scene was so cruel that even such a veteran soldier could die on the battlefield due to various accidents at any time.

The Mauser M1918 anti-tank gun was also blown away in the explosion.

As luck would have it, it landed right in front of the wizard, the buttstock and handguard were blown to pieces, and the thick barrel was severely twisted.

Such a sudden scene made the wizard stunned for a few seconds before he reacted. After he got up from the ground, he staggered and fled into an anti-artillery cave.

In the following time, there was another fierce bombardment...

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Twenty minutes later, the shelling stopped completely and the Japanese planes circling in the sky also left.

After Hu Biao rushed out of the anti-artillery cave where he was hiding, he immediately saw a doomsday scene.

On the southern part of the city wall, the fortifications they had built and reinforced last night had been blown to pieces, with broken bodies and wounded soldiers everywhere.

The gap was also torn wider, almost ten meters wide, allowing the Japanese tanks to easily drive in.

The moat outside the city was almost completely filled with collapsed bricks and stones; the Japanese could simply set up a ladder and climb up the city wall.

Even in the Teng County behind him, there were flames and thick smoke rising from many places.

The people in the city also lit fires and adopted their own air defense method of using thick smoke to block the Japanese pilots' vision.

Rather, it was the Japanese artillery bombardment and air bombing that caused the fire in the city.

The people stranded in the city, led by some police and security groups, are currently rushing to put out the fire and save their homes.

The only area where the situation was better was a place with a German stick mustache flag flying.

There was a German church there, so the Japanese deliberately avoided it.

While Hu Biao was looking at the above situation, Chen Tang came over and was silent for a moment, and finally told him a worse news:

"Damn it, Old Cucumber died in battle.

He was killed by a shell just now. Except for his arm, no other body parts were found. Oh, and that anti-tank gun is also scrapped."

Because he knew that time travelers could be resurrected in the modern dimension after dying in battle, Hu Biao was not too sad about the death of his friend Uncle Bo.

But that didn't mean he wasn't furious at the moment, and he was strongly convinced of one thing: the war couldn't continue like this.

(End of this chapter)