Chapter thirteen jungle battle
The fog filled the entire jungle...
The visibility is not too low, and you can see about ten meters away. A Japanese patrol team of about 40 people was moving forward with guns. The deafening roar of forced landing just now aroused their alert.
It is still a triangular formation that remains unchanged for thousands of years, and it is also useful in this dense tropical jungle. It is not difficult to see here that the Japanese army's tactical rigidity and arrogance. Veterans who have fought for half a year know that they are simply seeking death by marching in the jungle like this.
Liao Mingyu hid on a small hill not far away and observed the Japanese army's combat formation.
Their group is too large to be separated, but the three of them are close together, but the trees and vegetation are growing in the dense forest and cannot be closely relied on. But they also want to get together very much. The formation of each other cannot be guaranteed to be neat, and they will be blocked and separated by trees from time to time, while the group is scattered across the group.
The Japanese army's individual weapons are basically Type 38, and submachine guns are not popular at all, and the number of light machine guns is relatively insufficient. In this environment, the firepower is completely dispersed with triangular formations. The machine gunners are even blocked by their soldiers and bushes in front of them.
The triangular tactics are divided into small triangles and large triangles. The small triangle is a group composed of machine gunners, snipers, grenades, and soldiers who swing grenades, which are probably a squad. The big triangle is a triangular group charging at the forefront, and there is a triangular group behind it for support and replenishment of troops.
If in plain areas, this tactic can exert a large amount of firepower through very few people, and the losses themselves will not be too heavy. Relying on this formation charge can pose a considerable threat to the enemy.
Unfortunately, this place is not a plain, and they are not facing cannon fodder groups wearing only shorts.
Liao Mingyu smiled contemptuously. The Japanese were quite confident in their rigid tactics, and they could even be said to be superstitious, but they were destined to face failure if they would not be given medicine due to illness.
"Not spicy, you can take a team to penetrate from the left. Don't open fire first, and quietly touch their machine gunner's position. Once we exchange fire here, you must make their machine gun team mute as soon as possible! Listen clearly without it!"
"I know, leader, no problem." Thomson in his hand was held, and smiled loudly, then took the people to quietly touch the Japanese left.
"Jamie, stay here too, I will arrange two soldiers to protect your safety."
"You are an insult to a soldier. My friend, I can fight too!" Jamie said dissatisfiedly by pulling out the pistol on his waist.
Liao Mingyu ignored his protest and told Milong: "Milong, here is condescending, there are some big trees in front to cover you, our machine gun is here, I will leave a squad here, I don't want you to kill many Japanese devils, but you must suppress them in this position."
"Captain, don't worry, see if I don't mess with these sluts." Milong patted his chest and said confidently.
"The rest of the people are here as the assault team, come with me, remember the tactical principles during training, and we will wipe out this group of Japanese devils!" Liao Mingyu preached to everyone.
The Sichuan Army soldiers who were already a little swaying in their hearts looked at the relaxed and confident commander, and their panic in their hearts calmed down a lot.
This Japanese patrol team was completely unaware of the danger ahead and slowly approached them.
They were all used to it. As long as those Chinese people fired their guns, they would run away with terrible death, and few of them would resist.
The heavy fog brought a good hidden environment to Liao Mingyu. He led a bando soldiers to divide into 4 combat teams and quietly approached the right front of the Japanese army.
Less than 20 meters apart, Liao Mingyu, hiding behind the bushes, could even see the little beard rubbing his chin at the front of the Japanese.
beat!
“Hait sing…”
A hot flame burst out from the muzzle of Thomson in Liao Mingyu's hand, turning the three Japanese devils in front of him into hornet's nests.
Each of the four combat teams had a Sden submachine gun, and the others were all formal. There was no need to be too much aim at such a close distance. The powerful firepower instantly swept the dozen Japanese in the front of the team to the ground.
The support team behind the vanguard immediately squatted and shot back, but the fog affected their sight. They could only shoot in the approximate direction with their guns.
"Swoosh...! Swoosh," the bullet hit the trees, and pieces of wood chips bloomed. The soldiers in the assault group were very tricky and leaned against big trees or stones. This wave of counterattack did not cause harm to them. The Japanese in the machine gun team in the distance were also firing here, but because of the obstruction of the trees, the suppression effect of Liao Mingyu and the others was not very good.
"Quick! Scatter the positions, pay attention to the machine gunners behind them, and follow me up!"
Liao Mingyu reloaded a magazine, loaded the bullets, and called everyone to attack forward. The soldiers from four groups were in an arrow-shaped formation and quickly moved closer to the Japanese, using the big trees as cover to avoid bullets, while shooting.
The Japanese never expected that they would be ambushed by the enemy!
"Bump bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"
"Bang...bang...bang!"
A light machine gun bullet shot from the hillside, and the sound of a rifle shooting
At this moment, Milong also opened fire!
The dense bullets were scattered into the Japanese team like rainstorms. Unpreparedly, 6.7 Japanese Japanese were hit by bullets and died on the spot...
The Japanese were suppressed so much that they could not raise their heads. The remaining dozen people could only quickly lean on the big tree or lie on their own, avoiding the invasion of bullets.
Using this gap, Liao Mingyu and others quickly approached the Japanese team.
"Everyone, grenade, throw it!" Liao Mingyu shouted. The soldiers from four groups worked hard to throw 13 grenades into the Japanese team.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!…!"
The explosions of grenades rang one after another, and the Japanese were blown upside down, killing and injured.
Two were even hung up by the treetops and exploded in the air. The shrapnel scattered a goddess scattered flowers to the Japanese.
"Ah!... ママヨパパ, save me!" Several young Japanese soldiers who were not angry were lying on the ground with their broken hands covered their broken hands and shouting in pain.
Liao Mingyu rushed up with his people and mercifully shot each of them in the head, ending their sinful life.
"Don't leave a living mouth, I will shoot all the corpses on the ground to prevent the Japanese from pretending to be dead and pretending to be a corpse!" For some reason, I remembered that guy Meng Fan at this moment...
At the same time, after firing a few shots, seven or eight people from the Japanese machine gun team saw that the effect was not good, and the bullets were all blocked by trees and earth bunkers, so they prepared to transfer the position and quickly moved forward.
But I didn't find Bula, who was not far away, sneaking behind them with a squad of soldiers.
"Da da da da da da da da da...bang!bang!bang!" The sound of the submachine gun shooting suddenly sounded.
Bula and his group fired without hesitation! The poor Japanese killed and injured without even seeing anyone.
"Baga, there are enemies behind!" The two surviving Japanese curled up behind the two big trees and looked at each other in shock. "Kaya, what should I do? The team leader and the others are all dead!"
One of the older Japanese soldiers took off the grenade from their waists and was about to open a series and throw it out, two black things fell to them.
"No, grenade, lie down!"
"Boom! Boom!"
After the explosion, only two bloody corpses remained...
"Hehe" Bula squinted his eyes and smiled softly. "Damn Xiao Dongyang, Grandpa Bula squirted you to the iron pot hello."
Chapter completed!