OBS Chapter 325: Running out of ammunition and food, fighting with bayonets
Chapter 325: Running out of ammunition and food, fighting with bayonets
On the position east of Majiapo.
The air was filled with a mixed smell of earth and gunpowder.
In the trenches, countless Japanese soldiers crouched, staring ahead, waiting for orders. Their bodies were tense, ready to charge at any time.
When the attacking Eighth Route Army soldiers advanced to within 50 meters of their position, the Japanese soldiers hiding in the trenches stood up with their backs bent.
The Japanese regiment commander drew out his command knife and shouted, "Warriors of the Empire, follow me to charge and defeat the enemy."
"Kill the chicken and give it to me."
"The Emperor is on board."
The officers waved their command sabers and led the Japanese to rush out of their positions and launch a fierce charge on the Eighth Route Army soldiers halfway up the hill.
At the same time, the machine gun firepower points on the enemy's position began to fire wildly. Bullets flew towards the attacking Eighth Route Army soldiers like raindrops, and the gunfire became fierce again.
The Japanese soldiers all over the mountains and plains charged at the Eighth Route Army soldiers with rifles in hand and shouting.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers who attacked from the east of Majiapo had already made full preparations.
They knew that the enemy would launch a counterattack, so the Eighth Route Army soldiers raised their guns, quickly pulled the triggers, and fired fiercely at the Japanese.
"Da da da……"
The sound of machine guns rang out like a storm, and bullets drew arcs in the air, flying towards the charging Japanese soldiers.
The eight bullets in a magazine were quickly emptied in two seconds, and the Eighth Route Army soldiers changed magazines without stopping and continued shooting.
Countless bullets flew towards the charging Japanese soldiers. Under the fierce attack, the Japanese soldiers in the front fell down like wheat being cut down. The blood dyed the land red.
The Japanese soldiers behind them looked at their dead comrades without any reaction. There was only the order to charge in their eyes. They charged frantically, rushing forward regardless of everything.
"Comrades, beat them hard and kill these devils."
The soldiers responded in unison: "Hit hard!"
The assault riflemen in the attacking team quickly launched a fierce attack on the charging Japanese soldiers with their submachine guns.
The other soldiers drew their bayonets from their waists and mounted them on their guns, preparing to engage in close hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.
A distance of 50 meters is only six or seven seconds for the Japanese soldiers rushing down from above.
In just six or seven seconds, the attacking Eighth Route Army soldiers killed at least two or three hundred charging Japanese soldiers.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Eighth Route Army soldiers shouted loudly, and their figures on the battlefield were like tigers descending from the mountains, moving forward bravely.
When the Japanese soldiers rushed into the Eighth Route Army's offensive forces, the two sides engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat halfway up the hill.
The soldiers of the independent column did not retreat in the face of the Japanese counterattack, but bravely engaged in close combat.
On the battlefield, the bayonet fighting skills that the Japanese were proud of did not play much of a role against the soldiers of the independent column.
The Japanese soldiers were horrified to find that the Eighth Route Army soldiers in front of them were better at bayonet fighting and had greater strength than them. In a one-on-one situation, the Japanese soldiers were often killed by the soldiers.
At this time, the strong physical fitness of the independent column soldiers was fully demonstrated.
The short Japanese soldiers were simply no match for the tall and strong Eighth Route Army soldiers.
More and more Japanese soldiers were killed in hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield. Seeing that the situation was not right, the Japanese commander on the position immediately ordered the second batch of Japanese soldiers to launch a counterattack.
"Soldiers of the Empire, launch the second wave of charge and kill the enemies at the foot of the mountain." The Japanese commander waved his command knife and shouted loudly.
"Kill the chicken and give it to me."
Thousands of Japanese soldiers, led by officers, jumped down from their positions and shouted as they launched a fierce charge towards the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the hillside.
"The Emperor is onboard!"
"Onboard!"
The Japanese soldiers shouted loudly and were as ferocious as a group of wild beasts.
The commanders and fighters at all levels who were directing the battle halfway up the hill saw the second batch of Japanese soldiers launching a counterattack and quickly ordered a retreat.
Although their combat effectiveness was strong, the Japanese soldiers were outnumbered and in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, they could only retreat temporarily.
"Comrades, retreat quickly, do not engage in further entanglement with the Japanese, and retreat back to the foot of the mountain." The commander of the Eighth Route Army shouted loudly.
The soldiers received the order to retreat and retreated while covering each other.
During the retreat, the Eighth Route Army soldiers remained fearless and fought back as they retreated.
With the addition of artillery units at the foot of the mountain, the pace of the battle became more tense and fierce.
The shells fell like raindrops into the Japanese troops halfway up the mountain, and the violent explosion blew the charging Japanese soldiers into the sky.
Fire, smoke and explosions intertwined together. Faced with the powerful artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese soldiers had to stop chasing and return to their positions.
After the fierce fighting on the eastern battlefield ended, the fighting on the other three directions of Majiapo continued.
Thousands of Japanese soldiers launched counterattacks in turns, and the soldiers engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese soldiers halfway up the hill.
The soldiers killed the Japanese so badly that they threw away their weapons and pissed themselves off.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The soldiers shouted and moved forward bravely.
The attacks in the other three directions did not end until noon.
The soldiers dragged their tired bodies back to the camp at the foot of the mountain to rest.
The independent column's attack in the morning was like a storm and was extremely fierce.
The ammunition and supplies that the Japanese soldiers at Majiapo had just received in the early morning were quickly consumed after a morning of fierce fighting.
The two divisions, which were already in an extremely tight shortage of ammunition, were now in an even worse situation. Many soldiers had only a handful of bullets left, a pitiful number that could barely sustain a few decent shooting attempts.
The mood of the Japanese soldiers on Majiapo gradually became pessimistic, and their hearts were filled with despair and helplessness.
And the reinforcements they were eagerly awaiting were nowhere to be seen.
Faced with such a desperate situation, the Japanese commanders at various positions had to issue an order, which was to let the soldiers hand in all their remaining bullets and concentrate their firepower support on light and heavy machine guns.
They knew very well that only in this way could they barely maintain the firepower density on the position. Although this was a helpless move, there seemed to be no other way under the current circumstances.
"Soldiers, we must hold on!"
The Japanese commander shouted at the top of his lungs.
"We must hold this position, no matter how great the cost, until reinforcements arrive!"
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