ebookland Chapter 848 Two-wheeled Motorcycle
Chapter 848 Two-wheeled Motorcycle
"I disobeyed orders. There are many lightly wounded soldiers in the team. Let them go. I have arms and legs. If I leave you behind today, I will never be able to hold my head up for the rest of my life."
A liaison officer lay on the position, took out his semi-automatic rifle, and aimed at the Japanese soldiers in the distance. As long as they came within range, he could kill them one by one.
"You're rebelling! Aren't you, the people of the 72nd Army, part of the Nationalist Army's battle formation? Can't I give you orders?"
Captain Zhou threw his hat aside and was about to ask his men to pull them down by force, but at this moment, the sound of a motorcycle came from behind him.
Two-wheeled motorcycle?
In such an uneven terrain, this thing is much more convenient to use than a car. The two liaison officers also recognized that this is the BMW motorcycle in our team, made purely by Junkers. Even if the mountain road is rugged, as long as you dare to step on the accelerator, it can pull nearly 200 kilograms of things around.
When the two turned around, they saw several motorcycles rushing towards them from the end of the distant path. It was obvious that they had stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and there were big bags behind them.
"Brothers, come and get the bullets."
A motorcycle did a dashing spin and stopped in front of the brothers of the 29th Army.
The seven or eight backpacks at the back were all filled with bullets, which were used by Mauser rifles and could also be used in Czech light machine guns.
"You two."
Seeing that there were two liaison officers in the 29th Army's team, the brother on the motorcycle took out several magazines from the front. These were all bullets for semi-automatic rifles, which were different from Mauser rifles.
"Brothers, stop talking nonsense. After you drop your things, take the bags. We don't have that many bags in the back. It will take a long time to clean up those broken stone cones. Our motorcycles are our supply during this period."
The bald man on the motorcycle spoke loudly. Some soldiers had already picked up their guns and were ready to fight with the brothers of the 29th Army, but after hearing his words, they could only hand over their weapons to the brothers of the 29th Army, then return to the motorcycle, step on the accelerator and leave quickly.
It only took two or three minutes to go back and forth. Apart from a pile of bullets on the position, nothing else happened. It was just that this thing didn't explode under the violent shaking. If it was a grenade or something, it would be hard to say.
Eight or nine brothers from the 72nd Army also stayed behind. These men were all sharpshooters, using Mauser sniper rifles, and they could basically hit the target every time. When the real fighting started later, we could let the brothers from the 29th Army see our abilities.
Of course, these people did not stand up to brag. It was purely because their scopes were more advanced, at least twenty years more advanced than those of the Japanese. As long as your gun had enough range and the calculations were accurate, you could basically hit whatever you pointed at, but the Japanese snipers could not reach you.
After the bombardment, the Japanese Kitajima Battalion immediately entered the offensive state. More than 600 devil soldiers immediately dispersed and began to attack towards the fork in the road. In their view, the temporary fortifications of the 29th Army had been blown beyond recognition. We are going to collect the credit this time. The division used so many artillery shells to clear the way for us, which is really helpful.
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
Captain Kitajima led his troops forward with great momentum. Normally, an officer of the captain's rank should be able to command from behind, but this guy wanted to show off in front of the division commander. Anyway, the enemy could not withstand one round of our attack. As long as this attack was successful and we stood on the enemy's position, it would leave a deep impression on the division commander.
boom!
The captain was urging his men to move forward quickly just a second ago, but someone heard the sound of bullets hitting helmets, and the next second the captain's orderly started screaming.
"Ah...ah..."
It's no wonder this guy was so scared. He was still far away from the enemy's position, and the captain wasn't walking in the front. How could he be shot in the head by the enemy? Moreover, the stuff that came out of his head sprayed all over this guy's head and face, making him very disgusted.
"Captain..."
Some Japanese soldiers in the surrounding area also figured it out. The attack hadn't even started yet, and our captain had been shot in the head by the enemy. They had never heard of such a thing before, but now this scene had been seen by at least hundreds of people. Even if you wanted to block the news, could you do it?
"Keep attacking."
Captain Sato drew his own saber and took command, taking over from the captain. At his command, the others froze for a moment before continuing forward. Of course, they were a little frightened. What kind of weapon was the enemy using? If they could kill our captain from such a distance, wouldn't that mean we were within range as well?
After Captain Zuo Teng finished shouting, he immediately felt that he had the power of a captain. Unfortunately, he was not happy for half a minute before a bullet hit the guy's chest. Although he was not killed, he was almost dead and rolled directly into the ditch next to him.
The remaining squadron leaders were just jealous of this guy. Normally, after the captain died, any squadron leader would have the opportunity to give orders, but this guy ran a little faster and experienced the feeling of being a captain in advance.
Of course, no one remembers it now. Although this guy experienced the feeling of being a captain, the price was too high. He lost his life.
The other officers are not fools either. The saying "the first tree to stick its head out gets shot" is not just talk. We must hide ourselves. Otherwise, the guns of those guys on the opposite side are too accurate, and whoever shows his head will be shot.
Damn, how was this battle fought? We Japanese soldiers were known for our marksmanship, but we couldn't shoot anyone out of range. How did the other side fight?
They couldn't answer this question. If Li Shaoyi were here, he could tell them what was going on. Neither sniper rifles nor sniper scopes are what they should be used for in this era. Their weapons are twenty years ahead of yours. Killing your officers from a distance is perfectly normal, isn't it? If they can't kill them, then that's a problem.
Because the officers of the infantry battalion were killed one after another, the attack was delayed for nearly ten minutes. It was during these ten minutes that Captain Duan and his men arrived. Although each of them was out of breath, they were able to quickly enter the battle...