The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 234: Tug of War (I) [Additional chapter for Mr. Nan Ze’s reward]

When the cry of "Commander Huang! The devil's iron bastard is coming" rang in Huang Yizi's ears again, the fat man mentioned by Hu Biao and others remained calm.

Let me explain in detail why this guy is so calm.

This morning, after their Subei Independent Regiment entered Taierzhuang, they relied on fierce individual firepower and a fierce and aggressive fighting style.

Together with the brothers from the 131st Division of the Northwest Army in Zhuangzi, they pushed the Japanese back a long way.

That is, after the Japanese came to their senses, they relied on light and heavy machine guns and tanks to set up defensive firepower networks at some key nodes and only then were they able to stop their counterattack.

Seeing that they couldn't defeat the enemy, the crowd continued to charge regardless of casualties.

Instead, they stopped the attack, which meant that after both sides occupied almost half of Taierzhuang, they entered a state of confrontation.

This confrontation did not last too long. At around 1:30 p.m., the Japanese took the initiative to attack again and even dispatched tanks.

At present, Huang Yizi, with a group of brothers from the Subei Independent Regiment and the Northwest Army, was lying in ambush on the second floor of a street below.

In this situation, if the Japanese tanks came over, they could just copy the tactics they used in Teng County.

Once the Japanese enter the ambush circle, just throw a few Molotov cocktails down and they will be able to destroy this 15.3-ton iron turtle.

Then light and heavy weapons opened fire on the accompanying infantry and successfully killed the remaining Japanese soldiers.

Few casualties, great results, how wonderful!
Therefore, after hearing the exclamations of his subordinates, Huang Yizi was not nervous, but rather secretly delighted.

"This kind of battle where I can gain an advantage is what I like the most, Fatty." He muttered happily in a voice that only he could hear.

He lowered his voice again and issued a series of commands:
"Everyone, prepare for battle. Light up your Molotov cocktails. Once you see me smash the tank, immediately open fire on the Japanese soldiers behind you. Hit them hard."

However, Huang Yizi's brows furrowed deeply soon after, and there was no trace of joy left on his face...

After a few days, the coordination between the Japanese infantry and tanks was much stronger than it was in Teng County.

When it reached the entrance of this street, the Japanese Type 47 medium tank stopped moving forward and instead raised its 30mm tank gun to the highest angle of degrees.

At the same time, the Japanese soldiers behind the tanks passed the tanks one after another.

With a powerful kick, he opened the doors of some houses on the street and rushed in to check if there were any ambushes. He was actually planning to investigate all the way here, which seemed quite cautious.

Huang Yizi didn't even have time to figure out how to break the Japanese's steady advance tactics.

Or, in other words, he had to bite the bullet and show up, and use his slender body weighing over 200 pounds to lure the Japanese tanks into an ambush.

Amidst a burst of gunfire, the Japanese soldiers accompanied by their infantry set up a light machine gun and opened fire at the rooftops on both sides of the street, the second floors of buildings and other locations.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Huang Yizi secretly said in his heart, "Not good."

With his experience, he could naturally tell that this was the Japanese's tentative reconnaissance fire. They only suspected an ambush and there was no need to pay any attention to them.

However, the twenty or so newly recruited soldiers under his command had little combat experience at all. They might not know this and might be led to fire back and be exposed.

Unfortunately, before he could even whisper, "Get down, don't fire."

On the second floor diagonally across the street, a window was suddenly opened, and two frightened recruits opened fire at the Japanese machine gunner with their rifles.

Then, their firing triggered a series of reactions.

The people lying in ambush on both sides of the street instinctively opened fire. The dense barrage of bullets silenced the Japanese light machine gun and killed or wounded two or three people.

However, it also completely exposed everyone's ambush, and the battle started in a way that Huang Yizi never wanted to see.

The remaining Japanese reacted very quickly. They found cover nearby and started firing at our side.

But the most deadly thing was the Japanese Type 97 medium tank; it allowed the bullets to hit the armor and make a "ding-dong" sound, while a vehicle-mounted machine gun fired indiscriminately.

Especially when the turret was rotating, a 47mm shell suddenly came towards him.

The second-floor wall of a brick-and-wood structure shop facing the street suffered a devastating blow.

A Czech light machine gun team originally deployed there, plus two soldiers using rifles, were all wiped out.

Then the tank gun turret continued to rotate, as if to point out the enemy's firepower one by one. Seeing this, Huang Yizhi knew that he could not continue like this.

Continuing the exchange of fire would surely not work. The Japanese could kill them all with just one tank gun. Retreating with the brothers? That wouldn't work either. If they kept retreating, wouldn't they be retreating from Taierzhuang?

What to do? He could only destroy the tank by force, even though he had been trying his best to avoid such an action.

"Smoke bomb." Huang Yizi shouted this as he pointed his gun at the Japanese tank and fired a volley of bullets.

He naturally knew that the 11.43mm caliber bullet of the Jin-made Thompson in his hand could not penetrate the tank's armor at all.

However, the bullets hit the tank densely, and the dense impact noise produced still had some impact on the crew members, making them move a little slower.

This is also a helpless way to buy some time for the brothers.

When Huang Yizi opened fire, a dozen DIY smoke bombs were thrown onto the street.

Amidst the 'duang, duang' sounds of the ground hitting the ground, the street was soon filled with smoke; not only did it completely block the Japs' sight, it also made it difficult for them to aim.

At this time, Huang Yizhi shouted again: "Anti-tank team, attack!"

Erpang kept shouting to come at me instead of following me, so he was certainly not afraid of death.

It was not until he became the commander of a team that he realized that he had to prevent the team from losing command and causing the brothers to be defeated.

Many times, I had to bite the bullet and issue such orders to kill people.

After one of them was released, I felt that there was no such thing as a big deal about having a son.

Look! Under his command, six brothers, each holding a Molotov cocktail or a cluster grenade, rushed out and crouched down to approach the tank on the street.

During this process, Huang Yizi led other brothers to fire desperately, providing them with cover and attracting fire.

However, the one who rushed the farthest in this group of brothers was killed by the fire from the vehicle-mounted machine gun when he was twenty meters away.

That man was also the leader of the anti-tank team, a former policeman who had joined the team in Teng County in the past, and a brother who had fought side by side many times.

When they broke out from Teng County, there were only twenty or so people left. Were they all going to die in Taierzhuang?
Gritting his teeth, Huang Yizi cried out again, "Zhu Xing, bring your men."

Then another brother, who was a former Teng County police officer, rushed out with four new recruits.

This time, Zhu Xing, dragging a bullet-pierced leg, still insisted on rolling under the tank and pulled out the cluster grenade in a bundle of eight in his hand.

After sacrificing ten people, they finally blew up the Japanese Type 97 medium tank.

At the moment the tank was engulfed in flames, Huang Yizi could no longer control his emotions and cried out, "Kill! Avenge our brothers!"

Then, with a submachine gun in one hand and a shotgun in the other, he led his brothers into the smoke-filled streets.

But even so, it still took a hard battle to eliminate this group of devils.

"Damn it! These devils have not only become smarter, but they seem to have been given a shot of chicken blood. They are much more vicious than before." Covering the wound on his eyebrow caused by a stray bullet, Huang Yizi muttered on the street filled with corpses...

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Huang Yizi’s complaints are definitely not an illusion. The Japanese this time have indeed become smarter, or they have learned their lesson.

Hu Biao, Chen Tang, Xu Feng and others also encountered similar situations in battles in other areas.

Because the person who was commanding the Japanese attack at this moment was an old acquaintance they had never met, Colonel Yaezo Akashiba, the commander of the 10th Regiment.

During these days, this devil has been reflecting on the lessons learned in Teng County that day.

So after knowing that the opponent had become Hu Biao and the Subei Independent Regiment, he immediately issued two orders.

First, all the troops in the city immediately took the special combat substance "Marching Pills"; this was the biggest reason why the Japanese seemed particularly ferocious this time.

The second is to advance steadily and absolutely not fall into the ambush of the Subei Independent Regiment.

Faced with the Japanese who had undergone a complete transformation, Hu Biao and his men tried various methods, but were still forced to retreat continuously. When it got dark and the Japanese stopped attacking, the area they controlled was only one-third of Taierzhuang.

What should I do? Facing the anxious eyes of the Northwest Army officers, Hu Biao gritted his teeth and said:
"Organize a suicide squad and attack in the middle of the night to recapture the areas lost during the day from the Japanese..."

(End of this chapter)