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

After repelling the first wave of Japanese attack, the auxiliary personnel of the New Fourth Division quickly entered the trenches carrying stretchers. The previous shelling had caused huge losses. Even with the anti-artillery holes, more than one hundred soldiers in the three trenches suffered casualties.

There were also rocket soldiers. Braving the turret bombardment and machine gun fire, more than 20 of the more than 100 rocket soldiers who showed their heads suffered casualties. Almost none of them had minor injuries. All of them were shot in the head and were either seriously injured or died.

It was almost noon, and the Japanese army did not continue the attack. They retreated one kilometer to cook. They knew it would be difficult to fight, but they did not expect to be in such a passive position. They had no cavalry, no artillery, and no armored units. If they wanted to continue the attack, they could only use machine guns to suppress the infantry charge. It was difficult!

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese army started to move again after a rest. More than thirty Type 92 heavy machine guns were carried up, along with a team of more than forty Type 99 light machine guns. Auxiliary soldiers carried sandbags and built a position more than 300 meters outside the first trench. The expected artillery bombardment did not come, and after the machine gun positions were completed, a Japanese battalion launched a charge.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck!

Dozens of light and heavy machine guns of the Japanese army opened fire, and dust flew on the New Fourth Division's position. Seeing the Japanese army began to charge, the New Fourth Division's position also opened fire. The anti-aircraft machine guns attacked the Japanese machine gun positions, and other machine guns attacked the Japanese assault teams. Bullets flew across and swept across the middle position like a storm.

In the third trench, the commander of the first battalion of the first regiment was cursing the soldier who was firing the anti-aircraft machine gun.

"San Tuzi, are you blind? Do you know how to attack a machine gun position? Can't you see that the people below are suppressed by machine guns? Does the infantry need you to attack? If it happens again next time, get out of here and drive a Type 99 rifle."

The bald man laughed and raised his gun, firing at the sparse machine gun positions of the Japanese army, muttering to himself:

"One, two, three, it's so exciting! Little Japanese, you can't hit me! But I can hit you."

When the battalion commander saw that San Baldy had performed well and the machine gunners in the Japanese machine gun position were shot one after another, he cursed in his heart and spared this bastard for once.

The Type 34 heavy machine gun and the Type 34 light machine gun had no advantage against the MG. There were more than MG anti-aircraft machine guns in the three trenches, and the two trenches at the back could fire without any pressure. The bullets from the Japanese machine guns would fly away, and only those with bad luck would be hit.

The Japanese army charged quickly. One battalion climbed the hill quickly with the help of machine gun suppression. When they were still 150 meters away from the position, light and heavy machine guns fired, and dense bullets puffed into the bodies of the Japanese soldiers. The assault team remained fearless and continued to charge while howling in the rain of bullets.

not good!

The Japanese soldiers in front suddenly discovered that a row of Chinese people with cannons on their shoulders emerged from the first trench. They realized that it was a magical weapon for blowing up tanks, and they instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

The rocket soldiers were suppressed and dared not raise their heads. It takes time to aim steadily, and the continuous machine gun fire would cause heavy casualties if they showed up. When the anti-aircraft machine guns suppressed the machine gun positions on the opposite side, the commander blew the whistle, and more than 80 rocket soldiers stood up, stabilized, aimed, and fired in one go.

boom! Boom boom boom!

Eighty rockets hit the camp of the Japanese stormtroopers straight into the air, making the Japs cry for their parents. Seeing that there was no way out, the remaining Japs fled madly. The Yimeng guerrillas and the New Fourth Division did not care about saving ammunition at all. Light and heavy machine guns continued to chase them. The rocket soldiers also quickly fired the second rocket. By the time the Japs escaped from the machine gun range, only about one-third of their troops were left.

The machine gun positions also suffered heavy losses. It was a 50-50 chance to win against the Japanese machine guns, and it all depended on luck whether you would survive or not. But when encountering anti-aircraft machine guns, you were just lambs to be slaughtered. The bullets were as dense as rain, with a long range and accurate shooting, unless you hid in the sandbags and didn't show your head, otherwise you would be killed.

More than half of the dozens of machine gun positions were lost, and the rest were hiding behind sandbags and trembling. This group of soldiers came to China for the first time. The superiors were afraid of losing morale, so many situations were not explained. The group of machine gunners cursed bitterly, saying that they really didn't know that the enemy had such firepower? What happened to the Chinese who were said to be cowardly? What happened to the Chinese soldiers who collapsed at the first touch? What happened to the half-division who was said to be no less powerful than hundreds of thousands of troops? Why is it so difficult for us?

The machine gunners retreated, and more than a dozen groups were lost as they carried their machine guns and bullets out of firing range. They didn't fire when they set up their positions just now, not because they were saving bullets, but because they really looked down on themselves. Perhaps they were just waiting for the infantry to charge and reap the rewards.

The two Japanese division commanders were speechless. They knew in their hearts that there was no hope at this point in the battle and further attacks would only increase the losses.

Hirano Ayaki was bewildered. What went wrong? The position was right in front of him, but he could not see any hope. Was the Chinese army already so powerful?

"Yuanmu-kun, do you want to continue?

Motoki Shinichiro looked constipated. What the hell was he going to do? The front was not a battlefield, but a slaughterhouse. As long as there was no shortage of guns and ammunition, no matter how many warriors there were, they would not be enough for them to harvest.

"Mr. Hirano, order the troops to rest! We'll think of a solution after dark. If all else fails, we'll take a detour and let them come out of the trenches to attack us. But you saw what happened last night. This team is good at sneak attacks. If we take a detour, we must be fully prepared."

On the high ground two kilometers to the north, Shen Honglie put down the telescope, grinned, and his big white teeth were revealed again.

"That's so satisfying. It's really fucking satisfying. Notify the logistics department and give rewards to the soldiers who participated in the sneak attack last night. Everyone will get twenty dollars each, forty for the injured, and one hundred for the killed."

"Commander, the Japanese army did not lose much troops! Look at their military camps, they are still crowded."

Shen Honglie glared at the guard captain beside him:

"You know shit. The Japs only have three tricks: artillery bombardment, tank cover, and machine gun suppression of infantry charges. We have won half the battle by destroying the mountain artillery position last night. We have eliminated their mortars and infantry artillery, their tanks and armored vehicles, and suppressed their machine gun positions. What else can they do? What's the use of having more people? They treat our machine guns and rocket soldiers as decorations!"

The guard captain saw the commander's excitement and patted his horse and shouted:

"The commander is wise, it's all because of his good command"!

"Bullshit wise, think about it, if we didn't have the special forces artillery and the endless artillery shells, we would still be suffering from the Japanese artillery fire. If we didn't have anti-aircraft machine guns and rocket launchers, let alone killing the Japanese, we would have to retreat within half an hour of contact. It would not be surprising if we retreated too late and the whole army was wiped out. My brothers are the best! Things like rocket launchers and anti-aircraft machine guns don't kill the Japanese, they slaughter them."