The Iron-Blooded Army of Beacon Fire

Chapter 212 Chapter 212 The last moment

"Brothers, fight, cover, and kill."

On the main position of the 301st Regiment, acting commander Ji Hongru held on to the trigger of his 30-section heavy machine gun and fired indiscriminately at the front of the position. After seeing Zhou Hanchen and more than 20 brothers gradually approaching the Japanese tanks, , the firepower on the position rose to another level.

All the officers and soldiers on the position were doing their best to use the firearms in their hands to provide the greatest cover for the brothers who rushed out to bomb the tank. Not to mention the veterans who were still manipulating light and heavy machine guns on the position, even some of the captured strong men began to Picking up the bloody Zhongyang and Hanyang, he shot clumsily.

These strong men were not familiar with the structure of the rifle, and they could not use the rifle's sight for standard aiming. All they could do was to pull the trigger in the general direction of the enemy in front of the position, and then kick the rifle's bolt away with their feet. Eject the bullet casing and shoot again.

And after the five rounds of bullets in the magazine of the Hanyang-made or Chinese-made rifles are exhausted, they will not take out a new row of bullets to put them in, because whether it is the five-round 7.92mm tip used in the Chinese-made rifles The magazine clip or the five-round 7.92mm round-head egg clip of the Hanyang-made rifle were too difficult for these illiterate young recruits.

Therefore, when the bullets ran out, these strong recruits would just drop the rifles in their hands, and then take out the rifles that still had bullets from the mountains of rifles left by the dead officers and soldiers in the trenches, and clumsily shoot at the Japanese troops in front of the positions.

Similarly, when shooting, they would not hide, let alone shoot from a low position or use a rifle sling to fire steadily. All the strong recruits would only stand up high and raise their rifles to shoot. People were constantly killed in the trenches. , in just ten minutes, the corpses of the recruits piled up hills in the trenches of the 301st Regiment.

The brutal battle drove everyone crazy.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander, we can't fight any more, the machine guns are going to fire."

On another machine gun position not far from Ji Hongru, a warrant officer also operated a 30-knot heavy machine gun and fired. This 30-knot heavy machine gun and the heavy machine gun in Ji Hongru's hand belonged to the 2nd Battalion of the 301st Regiment. The only two remaining heavy machine guns.

The bottom of the trench at the feet of the warrant officer was filled with yellow machine gun shells and seven or eight knocked-out wooden heavy machine gun bullet boxes. The corpses of more than a dozen deputy shooters and ammunition soldiers were twisted and fell on the bunker next to the machine gun. In the trench.

"Go to hell with your grandma."

The warrant officer kept shouting and cursing, and the cooling water cylinder of the thirty-knot machine gun evaporated strong water vapor with the densely fired bullets. A series of screams like a thermos boiling pot continued to emit, and the rubber tube connected the machine gun's cooling water cylinder and the water tank. It also swelled, and the brass-colored water-cooled sleeve of the machine gun was burned into gray-black by the continuous gunpowder gas during the high-intensity firing.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander, we can't fight any more, we're going to explode."

An ammunition soldier covered in blood yelled at the warrant officer, but the warrant officer remained unmoved and continued to repeat the shooting action.

The helpless ammunition soldier had no choice but to open a box of cooling water and pour it directly on the cooling water cylinder of the 30-section heavy machine gun. A burst of water vapor suddenly appeared, but before the water was poured out, the warrant officer kicked it away.

The barrel of the 30-section heavy machine gun is at the bottom of the cooling water cylinder. The circular cooling water cylinder outside the machine gun barrel is just a container for cooling water. Pour the cooling water outside the cooling water container, which is not even effective. The ammunition soldier also knew the effect of cooling down the barrel of the gun a little bit, but he had no choice. Facing the red-eyed commander, he could only use this seemingly futile method to slow down the thirty-knot heavy gun. The process of machine gun blasting.

"Kill."

Everyone on the 301st Regiment position went crazy. Everyone just wanted to let the enemy project as much firepower as possible before dying. The Warrant Officer was no exception. He still held on to the trigger and shouted. He strafed the Japanese and fired at every target he could see.

The cooling water pipe of the machine gun also bulged bigger and bigger. Finally, when a box of bullets was about to run out, the barrel of the 30-section heavy machine gun controlled by the warrant officer turned red and hot after high-intensity shooting. This barrel was produced by Hanyang Arsenal. The thirty-section heavy machine gun that was manufactured and copied from the American Browning heavy machine gun finally came to the end of its life and was completely exploded.

The exploding bullets and exploding machine gun barrels blasted a bowl-sized hole in the cooling water cylinder of the thirty-section heavy machine gun. The flying steel fragments, twisted bullet warheads, and hot water vapor burned the warrant officer's head. Beaten to a rotten watermelon, the warrant officer lay weakly on the machine gun, with only his hands still holding the trigger tightly.

The covering fire projected by the officers and soldiers on the 301st Regiment's position with desperate tactics provided considerable cover for the officers and soldiers who rushed out of the blast. More than 20 officers and soldiers actually rushed into the distance under the cover of rifle machine gun fire. The Japanese tanks were less than a hundred meters away.

"Come forward."

Zhou Hanchen wielded the speed switch and fired a round of bursts at the Japanese troops near the tank. Half of the magazine's bullets were fired. Two Japanese infantrymen who were caught off guard fell down. Immediately, Zhou Hanchen stared at a car that remained motionless. He knew that the Japanese tank had been hit by the intensive rifle and machine gun fire from the position and could no longer move. Zhou Hanchen followed the valuable experience gained with blood on the Songhu battlefield and advanced in low profile, turning around. He charged forward, and the surrounding soldiers also followed his charge.

Although the Japanese tank could not move, it was still firing at the attacking Chinese soldiers with the 57mm artillery and machine guns on the turret.

The five soldiers around Zhou Hanchen were knocked down by the intensive firepower of the Japanese army in order to cover him. After the five soldiers fell, Zhou Hanchen also rushed to the side of the incapacitated Type 89 medium tank.

"I will send you to the West."

Zhou Hanchen climbed onto the chariot, raised the speed switch and stuffed it into the barrel of the turret and fired three shots. Immediately, a Japanese tank soldier opened the hatch on the turret, raised his pistol and opened fire, hitting Zhou Hanchen in the shoulder. , Zhou Hanchen endured the severe pain and smashed the speed machine, and directly smashed the wooden gun box into the eye socket of the Japanese tank soldier, causing blood to flow out.

The Japanese tank soldier who was in pain covered his eyes with one hand and shot randomly with a pistol with the other hand. Zhou Hanchen ignited the cluster grenade and threw it into the tank from the turret.

After a loud bang, the chariot that was still arrogantly spitting out tongues of fire fell silent instantly.

Then, there was another loud noise in the distance. Zhou Hanchen looked over and saw six or seven brothers who also fought to destroy an immovable chariot at the cost of their lives. The more than thirty brothers who rushed out of the position were now There were only seven or eight people left.

"Company commander, the Japanese infantry are coming up again."

A sergeant squad leader pointed not far away. The Japanese infantry who had just been suppressed by the machine gun fire of the 301st Regiment saw that the tank had suffered damage and immediately rushed over again, screaming.

Zhou Hanchen pointed at the sergeant squad leader and shouted: "Take four of you to block the Japanese infantry, and the others will follow me to blow up the Japanese tanks."

"Yes! Follow me from the fourth squad!" The sergeant squad leader took out the bayonet from his waist and put it on the Hanyang machine in his hand. He left the cluster grenade to Zhou Hanchen and others, and then led the four soldiers to rush towards They defeated the Japanese infantry several times their own, and the two sides fought a massacre.

Zhou Hanchen led the remaining soldiers and rushed towards a Japanese tank that was turning around.

"Kill."

Several people rushed forward quickly. One soldier bravely rushed forward to face the tank. He half-knelt on the ground, raised his medium-sized rifle, and fired a shot at the observation port of the Japanese tank driver.

Bang - the bullet grazed the edge of the observation port and hit the tank, leaving a dent on the tank's outer shell and knocking off several pieces of paint. The soldier immediately pulled the bolt, preparing to eject the case and load the gun again. , but before the official ejection gun could eject the bullet casing, the 57mm cannon on the turret opened fire. A 57mm grenade directly hit the soldier and exploded the sky. Blood mist and shredded flesh.

Another Chinese soldier rushed forward. He directly raised the Chinese rifle with a bayonet and pointed it along the observation window of the Japanese tank. When the bayonet stabbed the driver of the Japanese tank, the soldier was also involved. It fell into the tracks of the Type 89 chariot and turned into a ball of meat.

Although the Japanese tank driver was not stabbed to death, he received a solid bayonet after all. The speed of the tank suddenly dropped. Zhou Hanchen took the last soldier beside him and took three steps and two steps. They climbed onto the tank. The Japanese tank driver seemed to be aware of the two men's actions. He endured the pain caused by the stab wound and shook the tank crazily from left to right. The tank swung left and right for a while. Damn, it's swaying from side to side like a dragon wagging its tail.

Zhou Hanchen and another soldier leaned tightly against the Type 89 Chinese tank, trying not to be thrown off. Several more explosions of grenades were heard in the distance. The soldiers rushed forward and strangled the Japanese infantry. All the soldiers fighting with bayonets had fallen. The sergeant squad leader who led the team hugged a Japanese infantryman before he died and exploded the grenade on the Japanese soldier.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Hanchen could no longer care about anything else. He put the cluster grenade directly on his chest and tightly hugged the turret of the tank with his hands. Another soldier used his body to press the grenade against the eight or nine. At the engine at the rear of the tank, the two of them fired the cluster grenades underneath them one after another.

Boom - After several violent explosions, Zhou Hanchen and the soldier paralyzed the Japanese Type 89 Chinese tank with their lives. At this time, more than 30 Chinese blasters were killed on the battlefield, and their lives In exchange, three Japanese tanks were paralyzed.

On the position, Ji Hongru, acting commander of the 301st Regiment, looked at the thick black smoke rising in front of the position and shed tears. The most elite company commander and dozens of veterans and sergeants in his regiment stood in front of him. After dying for his country, Ji Hongru wiped away his tears and continued to pull the trigger of the thirty-section heavy machine gun, firing a box of 250 heavy machine gun bullets amidst the scorching smell of gunpowder and gas burning the canvas bullet belt.

Boom - The Japanese tanks fired again. The lives of more than 30 elite and brave officers and soldiers only bought a few minutes for the main position of the 301st Regiment. The remaining three tanks were making slight adjustments. After that, they rushed towards the main position of the 301st Regiment with great momentum. The Japanese infantry who had slowed down also rushed forward one after another, stepping over the corpses of the Chinese soldiers and killing them.

Ji Hongru looked at the fewer and fewer officers and soldiers on his position, as well as the aggressive Japanese troops. He stood up calmly and brought a bundle of cluster grenades. The last moment had come, and the sixteen battalion commanders and company commanders of the entire regiment had almost suffered more than 100 casualties. It's all gone, and now that's the case, I, as the acting commander, have to personally lead the soldiers to fight.

Ji Hongru looked at the remaining three Japanese tanks fiercely. As long as these three tanks were killed, the 301st Regiment could still support it for a while relying on the remaining hundreds of officers and soldiers.

"Brothers, Captain Zhou and the others have set an example for us. Now the position has reached its final moment. It is the last moment to serve the party and the country and protect our country. If you are a leader, follow me. Do you have any leaders?"

Ji Hongru picked up the machete and grenade, waved his arms and shouted loudly.

"Tuanfu, I'll follow you."

Without hesitation, more than 20 soldiers gathered around Ji Hongru. Everyone took out the grenades that had been prepared. The other soldiers in the position also continued to fire with their firearms, trying their best to suppress the Japanese infantry. A wounded soldier with his legs broken, dragging a box of heavy machine gun bullets and a box of cooling water, climbed little by little behind the 30-section heavy machine gun left by Ji Hongru, and walked behind another wounded soldier with his arms hanging. With the help of his colleagues, he silently loaded the machine gun with bullets and filled it with cooling water.

Da da da da da da da da

The heavy machine gun sprayed out bullets full of rage again.

"Brothers, get ready. Follow my orders and blow up Gouri's chariot."

Ji Hongru shouted, and everyone was staring at the three Type 89 Chinese tanks that were advancing rapidly and firing continuously. Many soldiers holding cluster grenades held their breath, waiting for the last moment to arrive.

The three tanks rushed forward quickly and quickly reached a distance of less than 100 meters from the 301st Regiment's position. Ji Hongru raised his sword and stared at the Japanese tank in the center. Ji Hongru was about to give the order to attack.

Suddenly, the Japanese tank in the center stopped as if it had been hit by a sap. A shell accurately hit the track of the tank and directly broke it.

Boom boom-

There were several more loud noises, and then two more small-caliber shells hit the turret and body of the tank respectively. A Japanese tank soldier cried and pushed open the top cover of the tank turret, holding a A bloody severed hand got out of the turret, but before it was completely out, a small-caliber shell hit the rear of the tank again, exploded, and then hit the rear of the tank. It was a large-caliber artillery shell that completely destroyed the tank's engine in a violent explosion, ignited a raging fire, and blew the tank soldier into the sky.

Boom boom - another cannonball hit. Ji Hongru and the officers and soldiers of the 301st Regiment watched in stunned silence as the three tanks were turned into scrap metal in less than two minutes.

And this is just the beginning.

Three tanks were destroyed, and many artillery shells fell directly on the attacking Japanese infantry formation. The attacking Japanese infantry focused all their attention on the position of the 301st Regiment. Thinking that a bunch of artillery shells would inexplicably fly out of their flanks, these sudden artillery shells caught the soldiers of the 36th Japanese Infantry Regiment by surprise.

boom

boom

The flying artillery shells were not only numerous in number, but also fired extremely fast, and were also very powerful. Many of them were definitely shells fired by mountain cannons with a caliber of 75 mm.

After a fierce shelling, not only were there three more Type 89 Chinese tanks that had been beaten into scrap in front of the 301st Regiment's position, there were also dozens of corpses of Japanese infantry who had died in the shelling for unknown reasons. .

Immediately, both the Chinese and Japanese troops turned their attention to the direction from which the artillery shells were fired, which was a hilly area facing the flanks of both warring parties.

After a few more minutes, the bombardment that had just been like fire from heaven suddenly stopped, and was replaced by the roar of huge engines and the sound of steel friction.

(End of this chapter)