Chapter 64 I Am Your Fan

"What exactly did Yin Tengzhonger do? Ask him to call me back immediately!"

Wakitajiro looked at the red flares rising from the concession in the distance, his eyes widened suddenly, and the good mood he had just felt because the frontal attack went relatively smoothly was suddenly thrown into the Pacific Ocean.

Without waiting for the Japanese colonel to call to question, when he saw Western soldiers carrying light and heavy machine guns entering the fortifications, Yin Tengzhonger knew that he had underestimated the determination of the commander of the coalition forces in the opposite concession. If his bullets entered the concession again, the other side would not hesitate to fire. gun.

Damn yellow-haired ghost! Yin Tengzhonger cursed angrily but finally backed down.

Naturally, he didn't pay attention to the mere army brigade with more than 4,000 troops in the concession, but what behind it represented millions of armies from Western countries, as well as giant ships that could make the entire empire tremble.

The weak's desperate resistance will only bring contempt to the strong's lips; but the strong's warning is enough to make the weak dare not take another step.

This is a basic rule of biology.

Yin Tengzhong Er could only direct his anger at his subordinates, "Order the left and right wings to prepare for another assault. This time, lieutenant-level officers must personally control the formation!"

At this time, on the front battlefield, due to the precise shelling of tank guns, several sandbag fortifications of the building were continuously destroyed. The defenders had to relocate the light machine guns to their fighting positions. Only a few heavy machine guns could shoot behind the shooting holes, but the range of fire was ultimately limited. , the Japanese army became more powerful.

The two infantry squads led by Tang Dao all held submachine guns and stood ready as the people on the shore shouted loudly and clearly audibly, "Big knife! Cut off the heads of the Japanese."

The bodies of many soldiers were trembling slightly again.

Only this time, it was not because of fear, but because of the adrenaline surge caused by the people's chants, which is the most normal physiological reaction.

"Hit!" As the Tang Dao roared, the muzzles of 22 submachine guns poked their heads out from the trenches and began to fire wildly forward.

The firepower is unparalleled, but the accuracy is average.

The reason is very simple. Before the war, Tang Dao strictly ordered everyone not to show their heads. The so-called shooting was just sticking out the trench with your hand and gun, aiming in the general direction and trying to pull the trigger.

Moreover, it was also required to take back the gun and change the place to shoot again after firing a continuous shot. Anyway, the half-arc trench with a length of more than 80 meters was enough for 22 people to jump back and forth.

The essence of the order is that it doesn't matter whether the Japanese troops are killed or not. What's important is that each of you better not even scratch your skin.

If such an order had been placed on the former Songhu front line, it is estimated that Tang Dao, the platoon leader, would have been dismissed from his post in minutes.

It's normal to be afraid of death, but wasting precious submachine gun bullets like this is not what a platoon leader should do.

However, Tang Dao was the biggest official in the trenches at the moment. Even if the soldiers were confused, they could only act as ordered.

The officers and soldiers of the first company hiding on the second and third floors were also stunned by the coquettish operation of Tang Dao and his two infantry squads.

After being on the front line for a long time, who has ever seen a soldier who is afraid of death?

Veteran oil man Li Jiujin knows how to protect himself. As soon as the sound of artillery shells piercing the sky is heard, he can roll into the individual artillery hole in two seconds. His ability to escape is very good, but even so, Li Jiujin Jin didn't even show his head, he just raised his gun and pointed it in front of him and hit him blindly!

And let’s do it! Such soldiers who are afraid of death are not just one or two, but a group, including Tang Dao, who was once a super soldier in everyone's eyes.

Look at his cautious manner. He holds the gun with one hand, close to the ground, and never pulls the trigger for more than 3 seconds. He immediately takes the gun back, rolls and crawls in the trench, changes to another place, and fires again.

In addition to being able to roll and climb so fast, the demeanor of being able to push and pull the gun bolt with one hand and accurately hit the falling rocks in the air during continuous tactical evasions has disappeared.

Damn it! I must be dazzled! Many soldiers lying behind the shooting holes rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

But unfortunately, no matter how much you rub it, the scene before you is real.

Ri Xiliang! What is this for? Lei Xiong, who had never had a chance to show off his skills and could only keep an eye on the movements of the Japanese troops, involuntarily widened his eyes and blurted out a curse word.

However, this time the hot-tempered commander of the cannon company did not get angry easily. He had a gut feeling that there was something fishy going on.

There may still be a majority of officers who hold the same idea as him.

Tang Dao may be cowardly, but he should never be at this time. After all, the decisive battle has not yet come to the last moment, right?

The sudden burst of 22 submachine guns actually shocked the Japanese. No matter how accurate it was, hundreds of bullets were sprayed out in an instant! Four tanks that had approached more than 100 meters away were sprayed with sparks from submachine gun bullets.

The Japanese infantrymen behind the tanks collectively broke away from the protection of the tanks and rushed into the ruins, dragging away the wounded who had just been hit.

Originally, they hoped to use the cover of tanks to advance a few dozen meters and wait until they were close to a position of nearly 100 meters before launching a charge.

But now it seems that it is impossible.

The Chinese actually ventured out of the warehouse and played "stick to the ground" with them. Then they should use the most traditional infantry attack tactics!

It turned out that Tang Dao's move of not showing his head but only exposing the muzzle of the gun and firing a few blindly inadvertently caused many bullets to pass under the tank, which was just high enough to hit the Japanese soldier's calf behind the tank.

The Japanese infantry's "hen and chickens" formation followed closely by the tanks was broken up.

So this is it! Everyone who was still surprised suddenly realized.

As expected of a super soldier, his seemingly cowardly moves all have deep meaning.

Lieutenant Leng Feng, with a stern face, said he had taken note of it.

It is very important to take advantage of the situation.

The four tanks stopped.

The 7.7mm heavy machine guns hidden in the two Type 94 tanks began to turn the muzzle height and pointed at the trenches that were still spewing bullets.

The 57mm tank guns of the other two Type 89 tanks also adjusted their angles and aimed at the machine gun fortifications on the trenches that had not been completely destroyed.

"Boom! Boom!" Several sandbag fortifications protruding from the surface were mercilessly bombarded into a pile of wreckage by the 57mm tank guns.

The Japanese grenade throwers finally found a target they could bully. More than a dozen grenade throwers fired two waves of thirty grenades, turning the trenches into a sea of ​​fire, and even a few grenades were accurately shot into the trenches.

Visible to the naked eye, a puff of black smoke and flames rose from the trenches.

"Yoshi! Blow up those stubborn Chinese!" Toyota Hide, who was watching all this through the telescope, showed joy on his face.

Although the Chinese were brave enough to walk out of the fortress and attack their own infantry, no matter how brave they were, it was futile under the iron hoof of the imperial tank.

The invincible imperial tank finally pulled the Japanese major's confidence, which had once sunk, out of the Mariana Trench.

Compared with the Japanese army, the officers and soldiers upstairs obviously saw more clearly that several grenades exploded, but because the distance between each soldier was more than 4 meters, and because the Japanese offensive was fierce, the soldiers themselves huddled in the trenches and were able to avoid the grenade shrapnel.

So, although the Japanese army fought happily, the third platoon did not suffer any substantial damage, if you have to say it.

Lao Hei's face was smoked even darker by the gunpowder smoke, I don't know if it counts.

"Sir, why don't you let Tang Dao and his men withdraw first? It's my turn to take action. I promise to turn those broken things into real iron coffins." Lei Xiong suggested to the lieutenant colonel who had been staring ahead and not caring about the battle situation near the warehouse.

"Tang Dao runs much faster than you think!" The lieutenant colonel pursed his lips. "If you don't believe me, just look for yourself."

Lei Xiong looked down through the observation hole and grimaced in pain.

At the moment when he asked for battle again.

Tang Dao, the platoon leader, had already taken the lead and ran away, holding his gun and running very fast along the communication trench.

The kind that was not concealed.

The two infantry squads of more than 20 people following him seemed to be fast, and they couldn't even catch up with the shock wave of the grenade explosion thrown by the Japanese army.

Leng Feng...

Well, this must be a sign of weakness to the enemy! Remember it!

If it were put in the future, Lieutenant Leng would definitely be your fan.