Chapter 98: Consoling the Army

(... Whether it is field or street fighting, it is not easy to fight the Japanese ambush. They have a good deal of tactics; as long as they can achieve a one-to-one return rate, it can be regarded as a successful ambush on the battlefield... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

Most of the positions on the front were similar to the defense zone where Zheng Chenggang and his company stood. The hidden areas behind each line of fire were wounded people who could not be transported, and the remains of the brothers.

The defense battle in Nanjing is much harder than in Shanghai, because in Shanghai you don’t have to worry about food and other support from the rear; but after Nanjing broke the city, there was nothing this. The area where the wounded were placed behind the line of fire was in an uninhabited area, and even the bodies were rarely seen there, and there were ordinary people who were killed by stray bullets.

On one side is the hell of blood and fire with guns and guns, and on the other side is the quiet silence that even wild ghosts avoid. Cao Xiaomin's ears collect two extreme information in these two directions. He has arrived in many positions, and the battle situations of various positions are very different. Some positions are very idle, and they have not even been attacked by the Japanese, while others have been broken into broken bricks. The same is that the soldiers on each position are excited when they learn that Chief Cao is coming. These soldiers are really simple, and they know Zhongjun.

Patriotism, they accepted their lives and died in the battlefield. When they knew that the superiors were fighting with them, the faces with stiff expressions were so excited! The tears that flowed and the words that were choked in their eyes, the words choked in their throats, the low price for these low-level soldiers in the humble army to kill them in battle - what they just wanted was a kind of recognition that they just wanted the superiors to know that they had done their best and they had tried their best; then, they would die for this nation without hesitation!

Cao Xiaomin is not alone. When he passed the position that "Daozi" held, "Daozi" did not allow him to continue the journey of comforting Jun alone. He handed over his two personal soldiers, the two personal soldiers brought by the suburbs of Wuxi, to him: "They were all used to practice big swords every day. If it were a hand-to-hand combat, they could take two squads!" Then he gave Cao Xiaomin a few packs of cigarettes that he searched for in the corpse of the Japanese. The dough bumps were gone for a long time. These packs of cigarettes were the things that Chief Cao could only take out and share with his brothers when he arrived at each position!

Except for the two honest guards with very different appearances but also with yellow soil on their faces, Cao Xiaomin occasionally met soldiers who came back from the rear to fight along the way. He gathered up a lot of people and a group of people who were very tempted by the fighting positions. They would leave a few people to support them, or even a reorganized squad; the staff around him were often too high and sometimes too small, but there were always more than ten. They risked all kinds of dangers to touch the positions everywhere and stayed for a minute or two just to convey a message to the soldiers of each position. The commander was with them, and no one abandoned them!

"Go around, that ruin cannot pass..." Cao Xiaomin ordered in a low voice, and the soldiers behind him began to quietly retreat and look for other passages to circumnavigate.

"There must be machine guns lying on the other side. You will know if you look at the lying corpses..." Cao Xiaomin began to raise his voice when he arrived at a safer place and passed on his experience on the battlefield: "Don't think it's dark and there is no fire there. The Japanese machine gunners will use the reflections of some objects on the position as a reference, which may be a bayonet or a piece of glass, and stare at them; as long as the reflections are suddenly blocked, they will fire, and even if you crawl over silently, they will be exposed..."

In the past, how veterans passed on their combat experience to him, Cao Xiaomin told his soldiers about these experiences. Although these soldiers were very brave and mostly under the establishment of the German-Armed Division, he knew that in fact, several German-Armed Divisions had been exhausted, and most of these soldiers had never been on the battlefield like the "elite" he handed over to Suzhou! Every moment on the battlefield may be fatal. As a commander, you must seize every opportunity to educate his soldiers.

Strangely, why is this area so quiet? It’s not right! The smell of gunpowder coming from Cao Xiaomin’s nose told him that there had been fierce battles here, but now it’s quiet...

Japanese! Cao Xiaomin suddenly discovered Japanese Japanese. A group of black and reflective stars on the steel helmet were touching a small lapel, exposing their side and back to them...

"Hidden!" Cao Xiaomin ordered softly: "Prepare for battle..." His eyes looked to the other side, where perhaps the main position of the Japanese was.

Twelve guns aimed at the Japanese behind the side. In such a quiet environment, even the sound of the bullet loading was likely to be discovered. In Cao Xiaomin's original time and space TV scene of "ticaca" pushing the bullet quickly will never be seen in real street fighting ambush; they had to aim carefully while gently rotating the puller handle, and slowly loading the bullet almost silently. Finally, a very light "drop" sound could make the officers and soldiers' hearts reach their voices!

The Japanese started moving, and a squad of Japanese soldiers suddenly accelerated and rushed forward, divided into three three-person combat teams and rushed to the doors and windows of different houses, with a machine gun behind them at any time... The little melon grenade was quickly thrown into each room. Accompanied by the sound of "booming" explosions, screams came from behind the courtyard walls from time to time in the room separated by a wall - it was obvious that there were ambushes in these tricks!

Found that he failed, the ambush began to fight back, and also used grenades as his main weapon. Many grenades exploded in the narrow Lanzi, and even the Japanese who had not been killed would faint in an instant; the Japanese who rushed into Lanzi were blown to the ground in an instant. The Japanese who supported outside Lanzi's mouth had already determined the target of attack in just a short moment. The machine gun and grenade launcher fired desperately, and the whole Lanzi was immediately covered in gray smoke...

... Whether it is field or street fighting, it is not easy to fight the ambush of the Japanese. They have a very good response tactics; as long as they can achieve a one-to-one return rate, it can be regarded as a successful ambush on the battlefield... Grandpa Zu is right, the enemy is really powerful, and this textbook ambush and counter-ambush battle presented in front of Cao Xiaomin this time shows everything: a squad of the Japanese who acted as bait was wiped out, but how many people were sacrificed by the brothers at the exposed fire attack point? In this time and space, a round of ambush and then a collective charge killed the Japanese and abandoned armor. The Chinese Democratic Party army did not exist, at least Cao Xiaomin's troops could not do it...

"Prepare the grenade, crawl forward, listen to the orders and throw it, don't fight, rush in and meet with your brothers..." Although the sound of the firefighting between the two sides in the street fighting was deafening, Cao Xiaomin still passed the orders to the ears of the soldiers beside him in a very small voice, and then everyone passed the orders one by one - they had to be careful, there were more enemies behind the enemy's mouth, and they were equivalent to touching them under the noses of the enemy's large army to launch an assault!

The twelve warriors wrapped in a bag of hemp bags had no reflection, and the bayonets were covered with soil. They used the darkness under the eyes of the Japanese behind them, and used the opportunity to shake the enemy's eyes by the war, and quickly crawled towards the Japanese who were attacking...

At less than twenty meters, although they were lying on the ground, they still had the chance to be injured by the grenade shrapnel they threw out, and they still had to withstand the dizziness caused by the shock wave; but they could only take this risk, before the Japanese main position reacted, they rushed to the Japanese pile at the Nongzikou and tangled together to avoid the attack of the enemy's heavy machine gun position, otherwise they would not have the chance to cross the fire blockade.

"Boom!..." The twelve grenades exploded almost at the same time. The huge sound made them sting their ears and they could not hear their shouts; the soldiers' reactions came from watching the actions of the commander.

"Roll!..." Facing the numb shock waves that make people's faces and the explosion debris that hit their bodies like electric shocks, Cao Xiaomin was like in Sihangcang, holding the bayonet tightly in Shao's house, and then stepping on the explosion point and pounced at the Japanese!

Is there two seconds left for them? No one knows that they only know that the heavy machine gun positions of the Japanese behind them will open fire at any time, and they must rush into the pile of Japanese soldiers in the shortest time! In an instant, the twelve warriors rushed up like hurricanes and entangled with the Japanese... "Bang! Bang! Bang!..." Without aiming, the enemy who could not resist in the dizziness was not able to resist. This was a good opportunity to kill the enemy; each soldier fired all the bullets in the gun at the fastest speed, and then stabbed the Japanese who encountered when they rushed past with a bayonet. No one would miss the weapons of the Japanese on the ground, and no one would stay in love with the battle. Everyone rushed into the small lane like the wind. The Japanese who were still trying to master the balance became their barriers. The Japanese machine gun positions had no chance to fire at all, and they had already "returned home"!

Cao Xiaomin used his last bit of strength to fly into the nearest door that was blown up, rolled to the wall and leaned against the helmet belt that had pulled his chin open, panting and lifted the heavy German-style helmet down and shouted loudly: "Report the number!"
Chapter completed!