Chapter 9: Fighting
Chen Xiao was awakened by the shouting and screaming. He jumped up, took his gun, and carefully looked outside, only to find that the soldiers of the guard squad were training in assassination.
He heaved a sigh of relief and walked out. Liu Qiang saw Chen Xiao coming out and saluted him: "Sir."
That's right! Now the soldiers call Chen Xiao "Mr.", because at night, Chen Xiao asks the soldiers to learn to write from him.
Don’t ask Chen Xiao why he can write traditional Chinese characters. The answer is that it comes with the system.
Chen Xiao nodded: "Are you conducting assassination training?"
The assassination target was a wooden stake nailed into a cross, wrapped with cut straw to form a human shape, the same height as a human but slightly lower relatively.
This is experience, because when fighting with the Japanese with bayonets, they would squat down a little first, and then rush forward to stab. Another thing is that when people are charging, they are not as high as when they are standing.
"Is this how you train?" Chen Xiao asked curiously. The soldiers next to him were still training meticulously, doing the lunge forward thrusts very seriously, stabbing the grass man's chest one after another.
Liu Qiang nodded: "This kind of training now is to let the soldiers experience the feeling of stabbing into the enemy's chest, so as to avoid panic when stabbing into the enemy's body in real bayonet fighting. If you panic, you will easily die on the battlefield.
Some people say that the Japanese use our people to practice assassination, but the Japanese are beasts and we are not, so we can only use grass and wood men to practice assassination.
The real bayonet fighting skills can only be found in sparring. After all, we are short of bullets and it is difficult to train good shooters. Therefore, bayonet fighting has become the foundation of our Eighth Route Army and we cannot afford to be careless. "
After that, Liu Qiang gave an order to the soldiers who were training over there: "Let's start the confrontation exercise now."
"yes!"
The soldiers put their guns aside and picked up a few wooden sticks placed not far away. The length was the same as the rifle plus the bayonet. The heads of the sticks were wrapped with thick cloth, apparently to prevent being stabbed during training.
"The sparring begins!"
"kill……"
The six fighters in the field were divided into three pairs and began to fight.
After watching for a while, Chen Xiao frowned and asked Liu Qiang: "Do you usually train like this?"
"Yes!" Liu Qiang nodded, and then seeing Chen Xiao frowning, he asked in confusion: "Sir, is there something wrong?"
As an elite warrior, he should have some confidence, but in front of Chen Xiao, he didn't have that confidence.
Who is Chen Xiao? The entire New 1st Regiment knows that he is a man who can hit every target on the battlefield, not just bullets, but also artillery shells.
Ever since the regiment commander Li Yunlong found out that they were learning to read from Chen Xiao, he told them that they must learn Chen Xiao's artillery techniques. After all, when , that bombing that was like calling out names was simply an art. Of course, Li Yunlong didn't know what art was, but that was the idea.
So in Liu Qiang's mind, since Chen Xiao was so capable on the battlefield, but now he frowned when he saw them doing bayonet training, it meant that his people were not doing well enough.
Chen Xiao frowned and organized his words: "So who is better at bayonet fighting between you and the kid?"
Liu Qiang didn't even have to think: "Of course it's the Japs. They're really fast and fierce in bayonet fighting. Sometimes our ordinary soldiers even need three or five soldiers to kill one of them.
This is still our Eighth Route Army. We have no bullets, so we practice bayonet fighting desperately. If the Central Army fought with the devils with bayonets, their results might be worse than ours. "
Chen Xiao thought about it and realized that bayonet fighting was no different from his spearmanship. It was just a matter of length. But for someone who possessed the memory and instinct of master-level spearmanship, was length a problem?
Especially considering what I saw in my dream, which has been deeply engraved in my mind, what should I do with a rifle on the battlefield?
"The Japanese charge, which they call the pig-rush attack, has three magic weapons they have had since the Russo-Japanese War: bayonet fighting, night fighting, and large-scale group charge.
"Squad Leader Liu, think about it, when we were fighting with them with bayonets, did they stop and stand to fight with us?"
Chen Xiao recalled the memories of the big gun battlefield that the system input into his mind, and then asked Liu Qiang.
"Of course not. The Japs were very fierce in bayonet fighting. They just rushed forward all at once and kept rushing forward.
Even if he hits someone, he won't stop, but just stab them once and leave. If the person isn't dead, the one following him will give them another stab.
When I first had a bayonet fight with the Japanese, I thought they would fight one-on-one to see who was better trained, just like they did in training. But that was not the case on the battlefield.
Instead, the two sides charged at each other, stabbed the enemy when they met them and ran away without even a second look. Those who were not killed by the stabbing would be dealt with by the people behind them.
Many troops were scattered by their charge." Liu Qiang thought about it and summed up.
Chen Xiao nodded. It seemed that there was no difference between fighting with bayonets on the Anti-Japanese battlefield and fighting with ancient spears on the battlefield.
On ancient battlefields, those with spears would charge forward without hesitation. They had to rush into the enemy camp as quickly as possible. After all, if they were a little slower on the road, they would be covered by a rain of arrows from the enemy.
I guess it's the same when fighting with bayonets. If the two sides don't engage in battle as soon as possible, and if you are in me and I am in you, you will be faced with the enemy's heavy machine gun fire.
"Then sir, would you like to teach us the techniques of bayonet fighting?" Liu Qiang was a little expectant. Would a man who was so good at shooting and artillery also be good at bayonet fighting?
Looking at Liu Qiang's expectant eyes, Chen Xiao nodded: "You can try it!"
After saying that, he picked up a wooden stick with a spear tip wrapped on it, and smiled at Liu Qiang who also picked up a wooden spear, "Come on! Let me also see the bayonet fighting skills of the most elite squad of the New 1st Regiment."
Liu Qiang nodded and stabbed out with his gun, but he didn't dare to use his full strength.
Although Chen Xiao was very confident when he picked up the wooden spear , he had never seen Chen Xiao training after all, so he only used about 50% to 60% of his strength, and his speed was only half of his usual speed. He just tried it out first.
Then he found that his wooden spear was pressed down and pushed away by Chen Xiao.
Hey! There is something. Liu Qiang started to get excited and added two points of strength. His speed and strength were about 70% and 80% of that, but he was still suppressed and pushed away. Then Chen Xiao's gun stopped in front of his throat.
"Hey! Sir, your stabbing skills are good, so I'll use all my strength!"
Liu Qiang felt the pleasure of meeting a worthy opponent. He shouted and took his full attention seriously. He didn't believe that he, a veteran soldier who had been through many battles, could not defeat a pale-faced scholar in a bayonet fight.
However, he still lost. No matter how fast he was, no matter how frantically he attacked, the violent attacks would be suppressed and deflected, and the opponent's cloth-wrapped gun tip would stop in front of his throat again and again.
It turns out that Chen Xiao is not only good at shooting and cannonballing, but also has excellent bayonet fighting skills.
