Chapter 119: Fighting Fukuyama again (3)

Bi Guangrong also led the first battalion troops to attack the hidden Japanese positions on the left of the middle of the hills. The casualties of his first battalion were not very serious in the first Fushan offensive and defensive battle. Three of the five companies were fully staffed. After the second wave of soldiers landed, Hu Xiaomao supplemented him with defective soldiers. This time, his troops also participated in the offensive battle launched from Ximen. Unlike Zhu Yiqiong and others, Bi Guangrong's troops finally had a small combat experience, and this combat experience could save lives at critical moments!

The buildings on both sides were different. Zhu Yiqiong and others attacked a three-story building, while Bi Guangrong rushed to the building with only two floors. What’s even more unusual is that the road ahead was not blocked by the Japanese army. Looking through the bright hall, it was silent inside. He waved his hand suddenly and stopped the soldiers from advancing, "Sir, what's wrong? Why stop?"

"It's not right here." Bi Guangrong said, "Even if it's not an important place, it's impossible for a Japanese soldier to be gone, right?"

"Then..." The person who spoke was a team leader who had been recently dispatched from China, with the surname Gao, "Boss, why not bring people in?"

Bi Guangrong looked back at him. Team Gao was running in sweat, mixed with dust flying on the street, and his face was covered with dirty sweat. "Don't. I'll take people up in person. You and Xiao Sun are guarding the entrance of the first floor. If there is no enemy, there is no danger, it would be fine. If there is no such thing as a result, retreat immediately. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Gao and Sun teams were both under the jurisdiction of Bi Guangrong. They couldn't figure out the nature of the chief officer and dared not say anything. But a common feeling in their hearts was: seeing that there were no Japanese soldiers in the building, the chief officer must have wanted to take credit!

Bi Guangrong could not guess the thoughts of his subordinates and led the three companies into the building. Sure enough, there was no Japanese army inside, and there was silence around him. He waved his hand, and the three hundred people divided into two teams and disappeared to both sides of the porch. In less than a few minutes, the voice came, "Sir, there is no enemy."

"Let's go upstairs. Tell brothers, be careful." After saying this, Bi Guangrong led the way up the stairs, suddenly felt a warning, feeling his blood turbulent, as if something big was about to happen, but he stood firm and carefully decided that the building was still as quiet as usual, not as if there was any danger. Could it be that he was over-thinking?

This thought did not flash, and only someone shouted behind him, "Sir, look? What's outside?"

Bi Guangrong looked out of the building in the direction of the soldier's fingers, and a tongue of flames lit up and lit smoke into his sight. He hadn't figured out what was going on at first, so he suddenly reacted and shouted, "Get out, all go out!"

The soldiers were not sure about the reason, but those who walked back and forth on the battlefield would take the words of the chief officer as a golden rule, and they didn't bother asking why. All the soldiers retreated like a tide, and even the two squads of soldiers stationed outside the gate were also swept away by them and rolled out of the building. Bi Guangrong followed the last, and before he could step out, an explosion sounded in the building, "Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom bo

No one knows how many explosives the Japanese buried in the building. A cloud of smoke rose up around the building. The violent smoke and dust choked people to tears and coughed constantly. Finally, the smoke and dust gradually blew away by the wind. The original building had disappeared, and only the rubble on the ground was piled up like a mountain! The heads, faces and bodies of the Qing soldiers were completely covered by dust, but I guess even if the filth on their faces was wiped away, the color would not be much better, "**!"

Bi Guangrong stomped his feet and scolded, "Are these dogs and bastards still humans? Can you think of such a way?"

Gao, who was guarding outside the gate just now, was carrying the warriors like a tide, and even rolling down from the steps into the street. They were about to get up and get angry, but unexpectedly encountered such a thrilling scene! The two of them felt their hearts pounding, their noses wide open, and they gasped, "Boss... Thank you... you."

"What do you thank me?" Bi Guangrong glared at them, and before he could speak, Qing troops began to flee from the street directly in front of him. "What's going on?" He walked up to him with a quick step, grabbed a soldier's shoulder, and asked loudly.

The soldier was simply a frightened bird. He didn't move and punched him, but he blocked Bi Guangrong with one hand, raised the other hand, and gave him a mouth, "Bao! Bastard!"

"Ah..." The soldier woke up from the beating, and his green eyes were filled with panic. Tears were immediately filled with tears, "Sir... our people are all dead. Mr. Wang was killed in battle!"

"Then do you run away?" Bi Guangrong really felt angry and was so cowardly! "What's going on, what about Zhang Guankai?"

"Mr. Guan Dean died in battle."

Bi Guangrong moaned in his heart. The situation on Zhu Yiqiong was not clear, but Zhang Huren, who was breaking through the right path, was actually killed in battle!? What is the origin of the enemy? Including the battle that started last month, five battalions were already killed! I heard from the brothers coming from Xinshihai that the rest of the wars in various ways were not as tragic as Fushan City. Why was it his turn to encounter such a difficult bone?

The situation was unbearable. The battle in the street opposite was in full swing. A large number of Qing soldiers fled out of the building like he had just happened, making him unconsciously think that the building would collapse suddenly. But that was not the case. A large number of enemy troops were hidden in the building organized by Zhu Yiqiong, and they were launching fixed-point strafing on the Qing army fled to the street. The Japanese gunmen's firepower was very dense and the accuracy was quite high. Almost every gunshot, an enemy army would be shot dead on the spot.

"We..." Bi Guangrong thought for a while, "Let's go back!"

"grown ups?"

"Retreat." Bi Guangrong ordered, "The situation is much more serious than we thought. It is not a solution to continue like this. We retreat and think of a way to attack again."

Back in the block behind, friendly troops waiting for the order to attack looked at their troops back, and their eyes widened in confusion: The unfavorable progress of the war can be seen from the gray faces of the brothers. Moreover, there were more than 1,400 people when they went out. Why were there so few when they came back? What about the others? Are they all dead?

"Mr. Zhu and Mr. Zhang have both died for their country." Bi Guangrong's words made his colleagues frown at the same time, "Not only are they, but the troops they led are only less than 200. The enemy has been ambushed, and our army has suffered heavy casualties. Tell me, how should we fight in the next battle?" He said a few simple words about the frontline war, took the kettle handed over by his personal soldiers, and gulped his breath.

"It's better to use the old method and just rush over like this. I don't believe that there are not many troops stationed in the city in Japan? Can we resist the impact of so many of our brothers?"

"The tactic of adding oil is absolutely not good!" Bi Guangrong put down the kettle and said loudly, "I heard from the brothers who retreated from the front that the Japanese army had many heavy machine guns seized from us. The firepower of this thing..." He paused for a moment and said again, "The previous battle positions had no experience. When the Japanese army organized an attack, as long as there were three or five heavy machine guns, they could completely block the positions on a street, and the enemy could not attack them at all."

"Then Lao Bi, what do you think you should do?"

"There are two ways at present, either change the road and look for fighter opportunities; or the entire army will attack together regardless of casualties."

"If the offensive route is changed, will you have to report to the commander?" Liu Zhiben asked, "And even if the offensive route is changed, how can you know that there is no Japanese attack ahead?"

Bi Guangrong ignored him and said, "There is a third way, which is to keep the troops in hand now. When the troops on the north and south sides attack the enemy, we will take advantage of the situation and kill. This is the safest and the least casualties."

This third method is certainly acceptable, but as a soldier, he can only rely on the help of others to achieve success and spread it out. What is it? Therefore, although this suggestion is very tempting, it was rejected by everyone. "If we attack head-on, we don't know how many people there are in the enemy, let alone their firepower situation. I think, let's choose what Lao Bi said to be a different route attack."

The person who spoke was Liu Heng, who was also one of the leaders. "Lao Bi, how many people did you tell me to take off?"

Bi Guangrong thought about it and it was impossible to find too many people. It was easy to be discovered by the Japanese. It was also inappropriate to be too few, because it did not work. He looked around, "Just bring Master Liu, Master He, Master Cao, Master Ma and my people, a total of five brothers from the camp."

"Okay!" Everyone agreed loudly, "Listen to you, you can fight whatever you say."

"After we leave, please ask Lord Liu to command the battle here. For specific tactics, I think, first of all, I have to find a rush that is unknown to the Japanese, and intersperse the troops. When the battle on our side begins, Lord Liu will lead the troops to rush forward. In short, take down the two Japanese positions in front of us first, and then discuss the others." Bi Guangrong served as the temporary commander and arranged tasks at a fast speed. "Oh, Lord Liu, before this, I will send someone to take down the building on the right side of the street. Lord Zhu died in this building just now."

"Don't worry." Liu Heng nodded and agreed, "It won't be a mistake."

Bi Guangrong continued, "There are not many brothers from a battalion brought by Lord Zhu to survive. If you think about it this way, the number of enemies in the building will not be too small. Be careful." After reminding Liu Heng a few words, he bent down to pick up the rifle placed beside his legs, "We are ready to set off."

The troops of the five battalions turned backwards until they walked to the first line of defense controlled by their own side. They were sure that they would not be discovered by the Japanese army, so they turned to the left and penetrated forward in the extended streets.

Liu Heng watched his comrades go away and began to prepare for battle. Their target was the building where Zhu Yiqiong was killed. If the battle begins a while, there will always be such a roadblock next to the road ahead, which will have a great impact on large-scale combat. Therefore, we must pull out the nail in advance, and the action must be fast. Who knows when the battle on Bi Guangrong's side will start?

After experiencing the battle just now, the Qing army had already put aside their arrogance and underestimated the enemy and became cautious. They led Lu Bingli, Zhu Qi, Ge Qiyuan, Ma Yulin, Zhang Zhaotai, Guo Huaxin, Liu Shutang, Zhang Jinba, Ruan Yingxian, Zou Zhao and his own battalion, a total of eleven battalions, and more than 5,000 combat troops to dock with the building on the right to launch an attack.

The Japanese army was unambiguous, with light rifles and heavy machine guns firing at the same time, pouring bullets out of the three-story building, accompanied by the roar of fire grenades, "Roar, rush up!"

Nearly six thousand troops were deployed on the streets. The soldiers were hunched, lowered their heads, and followed their respective team leaders. Their pace became faster and faster. "Fast! Keep up, just rush into the building..." Before a team leader finished speaking, they were shot and killed in the street by the enemy. The soldiers around them didn't look at each other and ran quickly with big strides. "There are still one hundred meters!"

In just one hundred meters away, the Qing army dropped no less than 600 bodies, and the injured and fell to the ground was even more uncountable. However, the front-line striker finally arrived at the foyer of the building. Lu Bingli and Zhu Qi rushed in the middle of the team and shouted loudly from behind, "Fire Grenade!"

During the raid, the soldiers shot the fire grenades first. The explosion of air waves rolled out from the bright hall door like smoke and clouds that exploded when the volcano erupted! Lu Bingli rushed to the door in one step, waved his hand to stop the soldiers' aggressive actions, and shouted again, "Take it again, throw it again!"

The fire grenade flew through the air, making a whizzing sound, "Look down!" After the second round of explosion, Lu Bingli got up, and with a move, he rushed in first. The hall was full of soldiers from the two countries who were unrecognizable by the fire grenade. He was a little unlucky, and his bodies were all broken. He didn't care about it now. Lu Bingli ran in front with a rifle in his hand. He saw someone moving hard in a pile of gravel rubble. He didn't care about anything else. He first shot a bullet, "Da da da da da da da da da da da!"

The bullet hit the rubble, and there was a crisp whistling. I didn't know whether the person hiding below was dead or alive. In short, he stopped moving. He was about to turn around and move forward. A bullet from the left was coming and drilled in from his waist. Lu Bingli screamed and fell to the ground!

In the moment of lightning here, more than 300 soldiers rushed in after Guan Kai's back. Behind them, more and more friendly troops rushed into the hall, "To form a scattered formation! Defeat them one by one!"

Lu Bingli heard Guo Wanxin, Liu Shutang, Zhang Jinba and others screaming in familiar voices, and closed his eyes sadly, "Sir? Lord Lu? Take care of the master?"

"I'm fine." Lu Bingli said moaning, "I'm fine."

"Quickly, carry the adult down and treat it aside."

Lu Bingli grabbed his personal soldiers and said, "Wait a minute!"

"Sir..." The personal soldiers were not sure about this, so why did they wait for such injuries? After a moment, he understood. The master Guan was making room for the follow-up troops. If he moved him at this time, the brothers behind him would definitely become the target of the Japanese army because they wanted to avoid him! As soon as he thought of this, the personal soldiers' eyes were slightly red, "Sir, you?"

The battle was going on fiercely in the building. Ruan Yingxian, Zou Zhao and Liu Heng's troops finally broke through the enemy's line of fire and entered the building. The Japanese army immediately felt strong pressure in the face of the combat power of thousands of enemies. But even so, they still fought to the death and fought with the Qing army in every corner of the building. Gunshots, shouts, groans, and howlings sounded in a ball.

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