Japanese tanks are trapped in the middle of the road and cannot advance or retreat.

Going forward, the two tanks at the forefront were blown up and could not move forward, blocking the way forward. When you retreat, you will have no way to exit because the tanks behind you have also broken down and destroyed.

All tanks can only be squeezed in the middle of a crowded road and cannot move. Only some tanks with better angles are still stubbornly bombarding the Sihang Warehouse.

"Damn it!" Sanbingwei was observing the situation in the distance on the front line. Looking at the tanks that could not move forward and retreat, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He thought of countless ways in his mind, but now he couldn't achieve it.

"Sir, what should I do! Do I need a tactical transfer?"

Japanese troops are more taboo about retreating and requesting support, and it may be caused by self-esteem. They call retreating a tactical transfer, while requesting support is called tactical guidance.

Sanbingwei took a deep breath: "Notify everyone to continue attacking and let the Third Battalion press forward too. The machine gun team established a machine gun position on the ruins and suppressed the Sihang Warehouse. No matter how much the price it costs, it would take the Sihang Warehouse down to me!"

"Hayi!"

After receiving the order, the Japanese, who had been hesitating before, finally made up their minds to continue moving forward. In fact, the Japanese were more than 100 meters away, and the defenders in the Sihang Warehouse were not easy to attack them. Although the frontier positions were blown up to pieces, they could still play a certain role in covering and shorten a certain range of charge.

“Onboard!”

The group of Japanese soldiers who rushed out from behind the ruins roared and rushed towards the Sihang Warehouse. The Japanese launched a desperate charge again, and this time the number still exceeded 500. From a distance, it looked like a vast area, and it was countless.

The Japanese soldiers were walking on the muddy road, their original yellow clothes were splashed by mud and water. In addition, they were not tall and wearing steel helmets, they kept charging forward like mud monkeys.

This time, the Japanese charged at a speed. The muddy road made them unable to raise their speed at all. Some Japanese soldiers fell to the ground after taking a few steps. Before they could get up, the remaining soldiers whose eyes were blocked by mud and water were stepped on his back and continued to move forward.

Stampage incidents on the charge road are very common. Some casualties of the Chinese army on the battlefield are also caused by their own people. For example, because soldiers who were not trained enough, did not follow the route they taught during the training, and ended up hitting the muzzle behind them and being killed by their own people's bullets.

The intensive charge tactics are not a group of people rushing upwards, but a strict tactical arrangement and route. These are some basics for recruits training, but what the Chinese army lacked at that time was the corresponding training.

In the Sihang Warehouse, when Japanese soldiers rushed out from behind the ruins, they had already issued an order to open fire. For a moment, windows on several floors opened fire almost at the same time, and a group of Japanese people who rushed to the front fell in a team.

On the second floor, several machine guns on the first floor kept spitting out flames. The Japanese were charging at the moment without having time to raise their guns and shoot, and they fell down one after another. Six or seven heavy machine guns were like judges' pens in the hands of judges, casually crossing out their names on the life and death book. Many Japanese soldiers had no time to hide and went to see the King of Hell.

The water on the road outside the Sihang Warehouse had changed its eyes, with blood mixed with rain, and it looked like red fuel. With Japanese soldiers stepping through the middle from time to time, the mud mixed together, and the eyes were very strange.

"Fifth floor, grenade, throw it away!"

At about twenty meters away, Yu Zhigan ordered the throwing of grenades. The number of this group of Japanese people was large and they could not allow them to rush into the warehouse so quickly. Continuously destroying the vitality of the Japanese people is what they should do now, and constantly undermining morale, so that even if the Japanese enter the warehouse, they will be vulnerable.

Grenades were thrown out from the window on the fifth floor, and they exploded in one or two seconds. The mud brought by the explosion mixed with the remains of Japanese soldiers, and the bodies flew around. Looking down, it looked like a Shura slaughterhouse.

"Sir, if the tactical transfer is not done, the Chinese army's firepower will be too strong!" The Japanese officer put down his telescope and felt a little sorry for his subordinates. He fell down one by one like harvesting wheat. After a while, one or two hundred people were killed.

"Why is this happening? Hasn't the Chinese army always been very poor?" Sanbingwei's face turned pale. In his perception, the Chinese army definitely did not have such high firepower density, and there was such abundant ammunition.

What Sanbingwei didn't know was that when the entire 88th Division retreated, it left behind ammunition and light and heavy weapons that could not be taken away. Moreover, the 524th Regiment was previously organized with more than 1,000 people, but now there are only more than 400 people left. There are still more than 300 people left, so it must be very sufficient.

"Sir, now is not a good time to attack. The roads are muddy and we have no armor cover. If we rush over like this, the soldiers charge very slowly and are hit by the Chinese army like a target. Sir, even if we rush in, we may have to sacrifice a large troop of troops!"

The staff officers around him kept persuading Sanbingwei to retreat, and Sanbingwei looked ashen: "Where is the machine gunner!"

"It's already rushed over!"

"Let them speed up and use firepower to suppress the Chinese army in the warehouse!"

Sanbingwei was still holding a little fantasy and wanted to rely on firepower to suppress the Chinese army's firepower, then rushed into the warehouse and occupied the Sihang Warehouse.

A few minutes later, the Japanese still did not rush into the Sihang Warehouse. The last twenty meters away of the Sihang Warehouse was like a distant bridge, visible but not touching. In order to facilitate shooting, the Chinese defenders also adopted the method Yu Zhigan gave them, and the two of them worked together in groups.

The cooperation here is that each soldier has an extra rifle next to him. One soldier only needs to be responsible for pulling bolts and shooting, while the other soldier only needs to be responsible for continuously loading ammunition into the ammunition compartment and then putting the weapon aside.

This cooperation greatly improves the shooting speed of the Chinese army. The soldiers do not have to worry about the Japanese rushing in after the five bullets are fired. All the soldiers in charge of shooting only need to put the gun on their left hand and touch a new rifle from their right hand to continue shooting.

Not only does it ensure the continuity of shooting, there is no need to worry about losing the feel of soldiers because of changing ammunition, but it also prevents the firepower from having a long vacuum period. Almost every soldier will fire a shot in three or four seconds. This uninterrupted shooting will make the Japanese soldiers who charge intensively suffer.

As time went by, the Japanese subsequent reinforcements rushed over, and the Third Infantry Brigade finally arrived from a distance. The subsequent machine gunners also carried heavy machine guns, deep and shallow, and came to the front line from the rear.

There were ten heavy machine guns in total. The Japanese carried heavy machine guns and moved forward in the muddy road. The speed was extremely slow. Moving forward one step was very slow. It took two minutes to arrive, but now it took two or three times the time.

This time was enough for Yu Zhigan and others to kill at least 100 Japanese soldiers. Japan is almost unable to move forward. Every step forward requires a huge price. Now it is more than 20 meters away from the warehouse.

“Onboard!”

A Japanese soldier who had already gone crazy threw away his weapons and rushed towards the Sihang Warehouse. However, after just two steps, he fell to the ground. However, the guy did not give up. He climbed and continued to approach the Sihang Warehouse little by little, holding a grenade in his hand, staring at the several shooting ports of the warehouse.

The Japanese in this era were crazy. How crazy could they be? In the early days, it was impossible to see that the Chinese army was suppressed by the Japanese army. However, on the Pacific battlefield, the Japanese madness was fully revealed. However, the Japanese madness did not begin at that time. They have always had this kind of crazy gene since they instilled their thoughts.

“Onboard!”

When the Japanese soldier climbed to about ten meters, he suddenly stood up with all his strength, then roared, knocked his grenade hard on his head, and then threw it into the window on the first floor.

Originally, when this Japanese soldier was crawling on the ground, no one noticed him. He was covered in mud. If he didn't pay attention, he would forget it. So the defenders on the first floor did not notice him, but when he stood up, three guns immediately pointed at him instantly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three bullets hit the guy's body, and the Japanese soldier fell heavily backwards, but the grenade had already taken off his hand. After rolling in the air for two rounds, he flew into the warehouse on the first floor.

"Grenade!"

Zhou Lin, who was shooting, saw the grenade flying in. The grenade rolled and was about to reach an ammunition box. As long as it was detonated, it would be possible to explode, and the ammunition box in the entire warehouse would be exploded together. Once a death explosion occurred, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Grenade, dodge it!"

Zhou Lin shouted, and rushed towards the grenade and pressed the grenade tightly under him: "Grenades, all of them are about to dodge, flash..."

The last word was opened. Before I could say it, I heard a muffled sound. The grenade exploded under Zhou Lin. Zhou Lin groaned, and a large amount of blood began to flow out of his upper body, and blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose.

"Zhou Lin!"

After seeing Zhou Lin's appearance, the lame third brother who had a good relationship with Zhou Lin immediately shouted, rushed over like crazy, knelt in front of Zhou Lin, and shouted: "Medical Soldier, Medical Soldier, someone is injured, Medical Soldier!"

The two medical soldiers behind immediately rushed over and put the stretcher aside. The lame third brother grabbed the medical soldiers' hands tightly: "Please, brother, please, you must save him. I am the only relative of him. Please, please!"

"You let us go first and go to fight quickly. We will try our best to save every comrade-in-arms!"

At this time, Zhou Lin stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed the lame third party's hand. He slowly turned his head to look at the lame third party: "Lao San, cough cough, go kill the Japanese, more, more, more, kill some Japanese, give me, avenge, give, give, give, give, give, give, give, give, give, give, give, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let!"

"Well, um, um, I will definitely kill the Japanese. Zhou Laoer, don't die, please don't die!"

After Zhou Lin finished speaking, he looked at the medical soldier beside him and spoke with all his last bit of strength: "Brother, brother, don't save me anymore, I can't do it anymore, I, okay, want to go back, home, ah, I... want to..."

When he said this, Zhou Lin grabbed the lame third and completely let go of his hand. The lame third looked down at his last brother, without heartbreaking, crying, or shouting, but just wiped his face hard with his hand. Zhou Laoer's blood was stained on his face, but he did not notice anything and limped towards a machine gun position.

"Get out of the way, let me do it!"

The lame third said to the machine gunner who was operating the machine gun. The machine gunner took advantage of the moment of changing the link to look at the lame third: "Old lame, you can use a machine gun? Stop making trouble, go there!"

"I was a machine gunner during the Central Plains War, so get out of here!" After saying that, he pushed the machine gun aside, and the machine gunner was about to stand up and argue, but the squad leader next to him stopped him: "Let him fight, Zhou Laoer is dead!"

After hearing this, the machine gunner understood, nodded, and ran back quickly to carry the bullet link.

The lame third, sitting in the machine gunner's position, put the link into the bullet cabin and hit it hard. After seeing it, the squad leader next to him: "Stern, slow down, if the hammer is broken, you can't afford to compensate!"

The lame third did not speak. After plugging the chain, he pulled the bolt hard, and then aimed the machine gun at the Japanese who were charging. The squad leader thought the lame third would pull the trigger as if he was crazy.

But the third lame did not do this. The third lame was skillfully using the three-component point. The so-called three-component point means using a machine gun. He fired three shots at a target and stopped immediately to find the next target. This kind of shooting technique is usually done by old machine gunners. New machine gunners cannot master it at all, and they will only shoot the links empty in a short time.

The lame third shot very accurately and had a good rhythm control. The place where his gun barrel was aimed, one after another, Japanese soldiers fell down one after another, one after another, and the squad leader next to him had already opened his mouth wide. In the past, the lame third, who had been eating and waiting to die every day, had never shown any extraordinary things.

The lame third brother is now unbelievable that this is the case when fighting. Almost all of them are huddled in the trenches, and occasionally fired two shots, they are more like a warrior who has experienced many battles.

"Third brother, who did you learn this shooting technique from?"

"I learned it myself! Link!"

"Ah, OK!"

The squad leader noticed that the link was about to be empty, so he quickly took out a link again.
Chapter completed!