Anti-Japanese War: When I get promoted, the system will explode with soldiers

"Fuck it, hurry up and charge! If anyone doesn't charge forward, don't blame me for being rude to him. An entire regiment was stopped by these people. It's shameful to tell others about it. Charge forward!"

Ma Haiming, the commander of the first regiment, held up the pistol in his hand and ordered his men to charge forward. He had just come here with great momentum and was thinking of making a good start, but who knew that under the fire of several machine guns, more than a hundred brothers would fall here?

Since the formation of their first regiment, there has never been such serious casualties.

"Get up! Who told you to lie down here?"

Ma Haiming was tripped by something while running. It turned out to be one of his soldiers lying on the ground. Artillery shells kept exploding around them. Some soldiers had never seen such a scene. Apart from lying on the ground and trembling, they didn't know what to do next.

"Change bullets, change bullets."

Ma Haiming just kicked the soldier on the ground twice, and then saw that the machine gunner next to him was still pulling the trigger. There were no bullets in the magazine. What's the point of pulling the trigger nervously?

Unfortunately, there was no such opportunity anymore. The machine gunner who started the action from the left side had already seen the machine gun position of the first regiment, so before Ma Haiming's men could load new magazines, the heavy machine gun over there had already opened fire towards this side.

If Ma Haiming, the commander of the First Regiment, had not done a donkey roll, he would have been turned into honeycomb coal by machine gun bullets. The soldiers standing around him were a little slow to react and their lives were lost.

A mortar was still attacking rapidly. With proper training, the firing rate of a mortar should be at least fifteen rounds, but the jeep carried too few shells.

Fortunately, with such a big commotion here, other teams in the surrounding area will come to support. As long as we can hold on through the first wave, there will be more and more brothers from the Tongzhou Garrison Regiment around us.

"Mom..."

"Run! Their car is coming."

Ma Haiming's voice was hoarse, and he just wanted to control the people around him. Unfortunately, in this situation, these people had no rationality at all. There were three jeeps about 40 meters apart, and heavy machine guns were firing at the crowd.

There were no weapons to attack vehicles within the regiment. Even if someone shot at a jeep, they were too panicked and had little accuracy. In addition, due to the pressure of the mortar, many soldiers just ran around with their guns. If someone fell on the road, they probably wouldn't be able to get up again, as countless people would step on their heads.

At this time, many soldiers had only one instinct, which was to run as hard as they could, as if death would come if they stopped. So no matter who they bumped into or stepped on, they just couldn't let themselves stop.

Soon two more teams came over. Each team also had a mortar. After the original mortar ran out of ammunition, this mortar immediately took over.

Moreover, they have already established contact with the garrison regiment. The artillery squadron with twelve mortars is already heading this way. It will take at most five minutes to enter the attack range.

Just when the artillery fire stopped, the people of the First Regiment thought their luck had come and were thinking about how to counterattack, but more shells came down. They had never seen such a scene before. Even if the Japanese instructors had described it to them before, they thought it was fake. Only today did they know what it meant to be superior in firepower on the battlefield.

More than a dozen mortars attacked at the same time, and the falling shells were very spectacular. In addition, these people did not understand what a skirmish line was, and they basically gathered together. Therefore, when a shell fell, at least seven or eight people were killed.

Ma Haiming, the regiment commander, died the most tragically. He was directly hit and killed by a jeep. He had finally gathered more than 80 people from the entire regiment, who were also the most combat-effective. They were holding two light machine guns and were planning to intercept the jeep.

What he did was right. If he didn't stop the three jeeps, they would keep circling around them. They would be the lambs to be slaughtered in this circle. The three heavy machine guns would keep shooting at them and prevent them from counterattacking.

So Ma Haiming concentrated the last light machine gun and rushed out with his men. Unfortunately, they forgot that in addition to the heavy machine gun, there was also a man holding a submachine gun on the jeep. The firing speed of this submachine gun was much faster than the Type 99 light machine gun in their hands.

When these people rushed out of the trenches and exposed their entire bodies in front of the jeep, the garrison soldier holding the submachine gun didn't know what to say. He just fired at the crowd without even aiming, and a bunch of people fell down immediately.

As for the rest of the people who were not shot, they were stunned by the surrounding situation.

Ma Haiming was also blood-thirsty at the time. After hitting a driver in a jeep, he was thinking of taking the jeep away with his men. However, the driver stepped heavily on the accelerator when he was dying and knocked the guy away.

"get off."

Seeing that the driver could not be saved, Huang Peng detonated a grenade and threw it into the jeep, then jumped out of the car with two other brothers.

The jeep ran forward for another ten meters, and then suddenly exploded, killing seven or eight soldiers from the surrounding First Regiment.

The two jeeps behind slowed down, and Huang Peng, with his two men, quickly boarded the two jeeps and drove around the crowd again. Although there was one less jeep, the remaining people were even more disorganized because the commander of the first regiment was killed.

Under the bombardment of more than a dozen mortars, more and more patrol teams came from the surrounding areas. There were already 21 jeeps near the battlefield alone. They all followed Huang Peng's tactics at the time, surrounding the group of people and shooting with machine guns, trying not to get too close, as they were easily injured by our artillery fire.

"Hand over your guns and you won't be killed. Hand over your guns and you won't be killed."

When he saw that there were not many people left inside, Huang Peng asked the people around him to start shouting. When the smoke cleared, half of the nearly 2,000 people in the first regiment could not stand, and the remaining people were also injured.

"Line up one by one, raise your gun above your head, walk over here, throw your gun here, if there are any other movements, shoot them on the spot."

Huang Peng picked up the horn in the car and started shouting to people in the distance.