Chapter 64: First Encounter with Yamamoto's Special Forces
Zhao Yuting set up the artillery position on a commanding height 1,500 meters away. From here, he could see the situation inside the prisoner-of-war camp clearly from his high vantage point.
When he saw that all the prisoners had retreated to the barracks, he immediately turned his gun around and opened fire.
"boom!"
“Boom boom boom!——”
The power of the 90mm caliber small steel cannon is obviously much greater than that of the 50mm caliber grenade launcher. After a few shells were fired, the wall in front of the prisoner-of-war camp was immediately blown down and gaps appeared.
"Brothers, charge and kill!"
Yang Lin seized the opportunity and gave the order to attack again.
Nearly 200 soldiers from the first company and the guard platoon rushed forward with guns in hand, under the cover of machine gun and grenade launcher fire from the rear.
To prevent being strafed by enemy machine gun fire, they still formed a long skirmish line.
At this time, the Japanese soldiers in the POW camp had been dizzy from the explosion and were unable to organize an effective counterattack for a while.
Hideyoshi Yagyu shook his dizzy head, looked at the enemies rushing towards him, and finally felt a little panic.
He turned to Fujiwara Ichiro's deputy, Watanabe Shun, and said, "Watanabe-kun, the firepower of these Chinese is too strong. I'm afraid we can't defend the prisoner-of-war camp.
Or, should we move in first and then make other plans?"
Watanabe Shun said with a cold face: "Fujiwara-kun, I have sent a telegram to Lord Yamamoto for help. As long as we hold on until Lord Yamamoto arrives, then it will be the end of these Chinese people!"
"Also, the Imperial Army from the nearby strongholds are on their way and will be here in an hour at the latest!"
"But……"
Yagyu Hideyoshi originally wanted to say, but even for an hour, we may not be able to hold on. However, as soon as the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by Watanabe Shun with a cold voice.
"No buts, this is Lord Yamamoto's order!"
"Next, let my special forces guard the gate, and you go and shoot all those Chinese prisoners of war in the detention room!"
"All right."
Yagyu Hideyoshi had no choice but to obey the order and leave.
At the door of the detention room, dozens of Japanese soldiers were shooting inside through the window.
Fortunately, the prisoners were hiding in blind spots, so although the Japanese firepower was fierce, it did not cause much casualties to them.
At this time, Yagyu Hideyoshi rushed over with a stern face, and he shouted: "Grenade attack!"
"Hayi!"
More than a dozen Japanese soldiers responded loudly, took off the grenades hanging on their chests, pulled the safety pins, and banged them hard on the hard objects next to them.
Then he threw it forward suddenly.
“Sizzle, sizzle!——”
More than a dozen grenades, emitting smoke, flew into the detention room through the open window.
"Oh no! It's a grenade!"
The monk screamed, and with his quick eyes and hands, he quickly picked up the two grenades next to him and threw them back.
“Boom! Boom!”
The grenade exploded almost as soon as it was thrown out of the window and before it hit the ground.
The Japanese soldiers who were closer never expected that the prisoners inside could throw out grenades. They were caught off guard and pierced by the broken shrapnel that shot towards them, turning them into bloody sieves.
At the same time, several other grenades also exploded violently.
Fortunately, these detention rooms were divided into several rooms with sufficient internal space, and the prisoners were able to lie on the ground in time, resulting in only a dozen casualties.
"Damn it, brothers, these little devils won't give us a way to survive, let's fight them!"
The monk originally wanted to rely on the detention room to maintain his treatment, but as the Japanese used grenades, he knew that this plan might not work.
If they continue to hold on, they might be blown to death before the reinforcements arrive.
After a roar, the monk kicked the half-open door and rushed out again.
The Japanese soldiers might have been stunned by the two grenades, or they might have not expected that the prisoners would dare to launch a counterattack.
By the time I reacted, the monk had already rushed out.
He first used the last bullet in his gun to kill a Japanese soldier who was about to drop another bomb, and then threw the empty gun box away.
"Snapped!"
Another Japanese soldier was hit so hard that his face was covered with bruises. He just let out a scream when the monk approached him and punched him hard on the left side of his face.
"boom!"
The left side of the Japanese soldier's face caved in and he fell heavily to the ground.
At the same time, Hou Meng also rushed out with others.
They fought with several other Japanese soldiers who were preparing to drop bombs.
As a result, it became difficult for the Japanese soldiers hiding behind the nearby bunkers to surrender. Although they had guns in their hands, they were afraid of hurting their own people and did not dare to open fire without authorization.
"Bagayaloo!"
"Warriors of the Empire, use your most proud hand-to-hand combat to kill all these damned Chinese!"
Hideyoshi Yagyu was not a person who was afraid of death. In fact, during World War II, especially in the early days of World War II, the Japanese devils were all brainwashed by militarism and the spirit of Bushido, and there were almost no people who were afraid of death.
The Japanese devils who surrender or run away at the slightest provocation can only be seen in anti-Japanese war dramas.
Yagyu Hideyoshi was no exception. After the old Japanese roared, he drew the sword at his waist and led the charge.
The entire yard in front of the detention room door suddenly became chaotic.
…
The scene returns to the main entrance of the prisoner-of-war camp.
Under the command of Watanabe Shun, more than 20 Japanese agents took over the task of defending the gate from the garrison squadron.
These Japanese agents obviously had much more combat experience. After climbing up the wall, they did not stay in a fixed place, but fired and blocked the enemy while constantly moving and changing their positions.
"Yamamoto Special Forces, have you finally taken action?!"
Yang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer. These Japanese agents have rich combat experience and the submachine guns in their hands have strong firepower.
But there is also a serious disadvantage, that is, they have no machine guns, sniper rifles, or rifles.
The effective range of the M3 submachine gun is only 200 meters. Once this distance is exceeded, it is difficult to cause effective damage to the enemy unless it hits some important parts. At the same time, the accuracy of the gun will be greatly reduced.
"Brothers, stop charging!"
Yang Lin stopped the company's charge, kept a distance of about 200 meters from the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp, and opened fire on the enemy.
"What?"
Watanabe Shun was a little surprised when he saw the independent battalion stopped attacking, but he soon turned his worry into joy.
Because what he lacks most now is time. If the enemy continues to launch a fierce attack, he may have some headaches.
But now?
A sneer appeared on the corner of Watanabe Shun's mouth, and he ordered: "Stop firing!"
As long as the enemy doesn't charge , he won't fire and will just wait and see!
"Huh? These little Japanese devils are really cunning. They have all hidden themselves again."
Yang Lin originally wanted to use his superb marksmanship to snipe and kill some of the Japanese agents first, and then launch an attack.
This can minimize casualties on our side.
Now it seems that this method is not feasible.
