Chapter 17 Counterattack ()

(... During the Battle of Shanghai, most of our soldiers had no combat experience. When fighting street battles in Shanghai, a battalion was blocked in the alleys on both sides. Only one of them was killed. It was really miserable. The experience on the battlefield was exchanged for many lives, but we often fought all over the army with our passion. Many people sacrificed a lot, but the troops did not get the corresponding experience. This is the real tragedy... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

The dim street lights and blurred vision are like the battlefield where the smoke in Luodian front line has just faded, and like every night in the hospital filled with wailings and groans...

"No matter what happens, life is always precious. Especially as a soldier, he should be very strong. Why do you think of suicide..." Dr. Wang's sad face appeared in Cao Xiaomin's mind again. "I am a Christian, and I will never think of suicide no matter what. God does not allow it..." Dr. Wang's words rang in his ears. On the night when three consecutive seriously injured committed suicide, he came to Cao Xiaomin and said that. Perhaps in Dr. Wang's eyes, Cao Xiaomin, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, was likely to be the next one.

God?... Maybe there is really a god. Grandpa Grandpa is a god or a devil! In order to oppose his marriage to a Japanese girl as his wife, he would not hesitate to use his magic to bring himself to this time and space. This must be the case! Cao Xiaomin never forgets this terrible time travel. That memoir brought him to 1937... Yes, he cannot commit suicide, so he will not let himself go back if he does not satisfy Grandpa's wishes... He cannot escape, then Grandpa may increase his punishment for himself... He wants to let himself experience the bitterness and resentment of his eight years and make himself hate the Japanese? Or... Cao Xiaomin doesn't know if his time travel has absolutely anything to do with that memoir, but he still believes that there is one. It is Grandpa who wants him to experience the cruelty of the War of Resistance!

But what if he didn't commit suicide, but died in battle? Cao Xiaomin suddenly had a strange idea: He was dead, would Grandpa Zu let him go, let him wake up in a nightmare and open his eyes to see the sky of 2011? Yes, just do it! Find opportunities to kill himself! There are too many such opportunities! A strange smile appeared on the corner of Cao Xiaomin's mouth. The cowardly and fearful computer programmer suddenly became fearless. All he wanted was to let the enemy kill him!

The encounter suddenly started late at night: the rickshaw driver named "Cricket" led everyone around the areas that might have been occupied by the Japanese army and rushed from some small lanes in slums to the division headquarters of the 88th Division. Just as everyone came out of a small lanes to pass through a road, they suddenly found that there were more than a dozen Japanese resting on both sides of the exit of the lanes!

Continuous combat made the Japanese very tired. An infiltration force of an enhanced squad was resting under a street light. Although they knew they had the opportunity to catch up with the defeated Chinese army, there was no need to take risks. The Chinese Democratic Party army was so tenacious. It was useless for more than a dozen people to chase after it. They planned to wait until the large army crossed the Suzhou River before talking... The Chinese Democratic Party soldiers rushed out of the way! When some of them saw clearly under the dim street light, Shi Meihao had already rushed forward, and knocked down four or five people in front of them in one breath.

"Kill the Japanese! Fight!..." The Kuomintang soldiers behind Shi Meihao all fought for the first place. The rifles and machine guns fired together and swept them hard, and like a wind storing the dozen or so Japanese who had not yet fully reacted, they made a sieve. By the time Cao Xiaomin and his friends walked out of the rift, the battle had ended. Eighteen Japanese were lying all over the floor, and there was a black patch of blood left under the street lights, with a fishy smell, just like Luodian.

"Hurry up, pack up their weapons!" After experiencing the fierce battle on the position, packing up the enemy's weapons and ammunition was Cao Xiaomin's conditioned instinct. He took the wounded soldiers made by Hanyang to take down the Japanese 38th rifle, grenade launcher and two crooked handles, and quickly untied the ammunition pack on the body... The Japanese in the distance were alarmed, and there were gunfires and vague sounds of rapid footsteps approaching... Cao Xiaomin found a pack of cigarettes from a blood-god-like Japanese devil. He used his bloody hands to pull out one from the cardboard box, lit it, and took a deep breath, with a smell of blood.

"Don't worry, there are only a dozen people..." I don't know when, Cao Xiaomin could already hear about how many people there were from the footsteps, just like he didn't know when he learned to smoke. He smiled at "Qiqier" with a panic look on his face and said, "I'm more panicked than you for the first time..." "Qiqier" had a little bit of energy on his face...

"Quick! Rush, I'll take it here!" The machine gun company commander Lei Xiong held a Czech-style nod at the opposite side, and anxiously looked at the direction of the footsteps, while urging everyone to rush in. Cao Xiaomin suddenly stood up, not rushing into the nod but finding another hiding place. With a "Kara" and pulled the bolt and pressed the bullet onto the load - the Japanese arrived!

"Da da da!" "Da da da da da!" The gunshot suddenly started, not Cao Xiaomin, but the other end of the rifle, and the front was on the other side of the rifle! The fierce strafing of the Czech machine gun made Cao Xiaomin feel a little anxious: Experienced veterans will not use Czech-style strafing with unfast firing speed and the barrel is easy to hit red. These soldiers do not look like rookies, so there is only one explanation that the situation is urgent! If all people are blocked in a rifle, there is only one way to die!

"Crash with me!... It was Shi Meihao's roar again. He rushed out on the other end of Nongzi with two machine gunners, standing on the street and sweeping at the Japanese. The people behind him followed the "cricket" into another alley... This time, the one who led the team to charge was the deputy company commander Tang Di, and Cao Xiaomin, who was in Nongzi, automatically took on the role of blocking the rear cover. Lei Xiong carried a machine gun and suppressed the enemy at the entrance to cover the people behind him. He had never cooperated with Cao Xiaomin to practice. Today, everyone used to all directions, but when the gunshots sounded, the soldiers who also fought bloody on the battlefield knew what they should do...

The enemy's machine gun bullets splashed the gray bricks and tiles on the wall, but Cao Xiaomin did not hesitate for a second. He stretched out his rifle in the corner of the wall and aimed at the Japanese machine gunner, ignoring the locust-like bullets and the various debris arising from the bullets... "Bang!" With just one shot, Cao Xiaomin even felt that he could see the bullets with a dark red light drilling into the steel helmet, and the Japanese machine gun was silent! The people behind took the opportunity to rush out from the suppressed hiding place and flew into the trick. "Bang!" Another shot, the Japanese deputy shooter who had just taken the machine gun was shot again! Lei Xiong, who was holding the machine gun and shooting at the Japanese, was not fired.

Jin threw admiring eyes at Cao Xiaomin, but something even more stunned happened: "Bang!" The Japanese grenade launcher fell down, "Bang! Bang!" Another machine gun was also silent. Cao Xiaomin shot five shots and five shots, four machine gunners and a grenade launcher!... The Japanese who rushed up were completely out of cover, and fell to the ground under the strafing of Lei Xiong and another light machine gun; finally, the soldiers who were about to cross the street also began to stop and fire at the Japanese... More than a dozen pursuers were wiped out. They never dreamed that on the night when the Kuomintang army retreated, they would encounter troops that took the initiative to fight back!

On the other side of the Nongzi, the situation was similar. More than a dozen Japanese who thought they were scattered by the Chinese Democratic Party army rushed up to capture the prisoners. Unexpectedly, Shi Meihao rushed out with two light machine guns and beaten them up, which was half missing. When the other light machine guns joined the battle group, they killed all the Japanese in two seconds.

"I think the three Japanese soldiers we encountered along the way were all infiltration troops. They were not many and their firepower was not as good as us." Shi Meihao suddenly said: "Let's just take it easy and walk slowly, and see him kill him all the way! They won't bite our wounded..."

"Okay! I'll kill him all the way!" The first person to agree was Cao Xiaomin, who was determined to die in battle and travel back in time!

"Even if you encounter the Japanese army, you won't be afraid. Just drill into the funeral. My machine gun can withstand thousands of troops!" Lei Xiong, the commander of the machine gun, was furious.

... During the Battle of Shanghai, most of our soldiers had no combat experience. When fighting street battles in Shanghai, a battalion was blocked in the alleys on both sides. Only one of them was killed. It was really miserable. The experience on the battlefield was exchanged for many lives, but we often fought all over the troops with our passion, and the people sacrificed a lot, but the troops did not get the corresponding experience. This was the real tragedy... A passage from the memoir appeared in Cao Xiaomin's mind.

"Maybe, we will have a new way of playing. If we really encounter the Japanese army," he smiled sinisterly!
Chapter completed!