Special Forces of Crossing: Cloud's Anti-Japanese

Chapter 318 War and Politics ([-])
Historically, the 29th Army once built bunkers, but because of poor location selection and improper deployment of troops, the two bunkers did not play any role.And these four blockhouses in Wanping City, because they blocked the only two entrances of Wanping City, played a greater role.

It can be seen from the deployment of Japanese troops that they were also quite afraid of the blockhouses on both sides of the Marco Polo Bridge, and they selectively shelled to cover the infantry's attack.It is undeniable that the continuous bombardment did have a certain effect. Although the shells did not cause much damage to the bunker and the personnel inside, the explosion and smoke caused by it affected the soldiers' ability to respond. line of sight.However, they seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, the defenders also have artillery, and their artillery level is not worse than that of Fang Fang.Another crucial point is that after all, Wanping is the garrison of the Xuebing Army, and the defenders have already fully grasped the surrounding shooting forces. There was also the sound of rumbling guns inside.

The little devil's artillery commander is a lieutenant named Qiu Hongpingshu.As soon as Qiu Hongpingshu heard the sound of cannons in Wanping City, he immediately felt that something was wrong. When the sound of those shells piercing through the air reached his ears, he immediately judged the landing point of the shells based on his experience, and he couldn't help but screamed in horror : "Quick! Transfer, transfer position!"

As soon as he yelled, the sound of the cannonball piercing the air was close to his ears. He squeezed his hands hard, cursed "Ba Ge" bitterly, and then threw himself on the ground in front of him.

"Boom!" There were continuous explosions, but the difference was that the attacking and the attacking parties switched roles this time.

Wang Deshui was lying on the firing port and looking out. He saw the flames coming from the artillery positions of the little devils in the distance. He was amused, and then ordered: "Woodkey, fire the flares! Brothers, let's fight!"

Woodkey stayed on the top floor of the bunker. Hearing Wang Deshui's order, he quickly fired a flare into the sky, and at the same time, a flare rose from the bunker opposite.

As soon as the two flares rose into the air, the devils on the Lugou Bridge could not hide.This team of devils was aggressive at first, and the team leader Matsushita Tomura even vowed before going out that he must double the humiliation suffered in the Tianjin battle.However, when the artillery position of our side was shrouded in flames, the previous arrogance of this group of devil soldiers was extinguished by three points.Just when they felt a certain amount of psychological pressure, the appearance of the two flares rising from the left and the right put another stone on their hearts.The Japanese army is not good at fighting at night, which has something to do with their perverted psychology.No matter how fierce their mouths are, no matter how cruel they are, on the other hand, it just proves the cowardice hidden deep in their hearts.The two flares illuminated the surrounding area of ​​Lugou Bridge like daylight. Wang Deshui and Gong Bihai saw that the ghosts on the bridge were only 60 to [-] meters away from them through the light, so they gave the order to fire without hesitation.

"Da da da da..." The heavy machine gun and the light machine gun roared together, and the flames spit out from the guns shone at the firing port. From a distance, it seemed that many red flowers bloomed on the stone bunker.Accompanied by these bright red flowers are small orange flowers that occasionally light up next to them.

"Hit it!" "Hit me hard!" Wang Deshui took a Weiqing-style assault rifle and shot at the little devil who was lying on the ground on the bridge.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the group of devils got down on the ground, and many of them were smart and rolled to both sides of the bridge.However, since there are high-level firepower points on both sides of the bridge, no matter how they move, they cannot escape the condescending firepower.

The battle lasted only about a quarter of an hour, and more than half of the devils in that team were killed or injured. Seeing the flares flying continuously from the bunkers on both sides, as if the bullets cost nothing, Hirano Chixiu couldn't stand it any longer and had to give an order to retreat.

In the farewell gunfire organized by Wang Deshui and Gong Bihai, only seven devils in this team finally escaped back to the west bridge, two of them were seriously injured and one was slightly injured.

The Japanese artillery unit has been unable to make a sound since it was attacked by the artillery of the 002 regiment in Wanping City. The accuracy of the artillery strikes of the Xuebing Army is amazing. Looking at the embers of the explosion, he was immediately dumbfounded.Eight 74mm caliber field guns and more than a dozen mortars of various calibers were all destroyed after several rounds of shelling, and they failed to respond at all.Looking at the damaged cannons and the corpses of his subordinates with missing arms and legs beside the scrap iron, Qiu Hong raised his head and turned his gaze to Wanping City standing in the distance in the night.The two flares rose almost at the same time, illuminating Wanping City and the Lugou Bridge in front of it.Suddenly, the two blockhouses standing on both sides of the Lugou Bridge bloomed at the same time, spraying out many flames.The next moment, he saw the scene of his compatriots being knocked down and torn apart by bullets—the bunkers of the Chinese army began to show their power. Without the threat of artillery fire, the infantry had no way to hold the bunkers with their [-] big covers and grenades. Then everything that will happen next is easy to guess——

"Isn't our army the second strongest army in the world? A single squadron of ours can drive hundreds of thousands of Northeast Army soldiers into flight and flee in embarrassment. Now, how can we have nothing to do with this small student army? What about it?" Qiu Hong Pingshu was thinking obsessively, an unprecedented feeling of failure dominated him, he turned his head and glanced towards the southeast, where there was his motherland, by his lover, by his parents.However, he knew that he would never see them again, and it was foreseeable that not only him, but also many compatriots would not be able to return to their relatives-the Japanese army was never invincible, and we Once invincible, just because I haven't met a real opponent yet!With this realization in mind, Qiu Hong pulled out the military thorn from his waist, held the handle with both hands, then closed his eyes, and stabbed fiercely towards the chest and abdomen...

Seeing that only seven soldiers in a small group survived, Hirano Chixiu stood there with a livid face. After a while, he howled like a mad dog: "Artillery! Artillery! Where's the artillery?"

In Hirano Chixiu's battle plan, artillery occupies a very important position-the two bunkers built by the Xuebing Army on the Lugou River are really tricky. If there is no artillery to cover the nozzles on the bunkers, let alone a small team Even if his squadron is all on board, it is impossible to break through.

"Squadron leader, the artillery unit has been wiped out!"

"Bage! What's going on? Call me that bastard Qiu Hongping!"

After a long time, the little devil who was ordered to find Qiu Hong Pingshu rushed over. In the faint light, he whispered: "Squadron leader, Captain Qiu Hong committed seppuku!"

(End of this chapter)