The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 167 No Way Out

After a brief moment of confusion, Xufeng didn't care about the tightness in his chest.

Holding a Czech light machine gun in his right hand and grabbing Black Star's collar with his left hand, he dragged him into the warehouse, trying to drag the old man to a safer place.

Otherwise, Black Star would be lying here without the ability to move, and he might be taken away by a stray bullet at any time.

Xufeng's approach was certainly correct, but during the dragging process, the wounds on Black Star's broken legs were bleeding at an alarming rate.

As Xufeng dragged the ball, a thick bloodstain was left on the ground.

It felt like using a mop that had just been taken out of the bucket and was dragging it across the floor; however, the water on the mop was replaced by glaring blood.

The above scene was seen by the middle-aged electrician.

Not only did he feel his scalp tingling, but even his soul was trembling.

Damn! This amount of bleeding is too scary. I'm afraid that Black Star will lose every last drop of blood in his body soon, right?

In such fear, he couldn't help but shout: "Medic, medic~"

After shouting twice, the medical soldier still hadn't arrived, but Black Star struggled to raise one arm and pointed out the window, his mouth moving as if he wanted to say something.

But the severe pain made his face distorted, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, and he couldn't speak at all.

The reason for this was that even when his legs were broken and his upper body hit the ground, he still saw what exactly caused him such horrific injuries.

It was a heavy machine gun on wheels operated by four or five Japanese soldiers at a distance of five or six hundred meters.

To be more precise, it was a Japanese Type 92 13mm heavy machine gun.

This thing uses 13.2mm caliber bullets, which the Japanese generally use for air defense and anti-light armored weapons; but if used against infantry, its power is naturally more powerful.

If they were allowed to continue firing, it would pose a huge threat to the warehouse defenders.

Because some of them used double-layer sandbags to build their firing points, under the power of such large-caliber bullets, their defense effect was not very significant.

Unfortunately, their Surotong ST-5 20mm anti-aircraft machine gun had already used up all its ammunition and was unable to suppress them with firepower.

So what Black Star wanted to say was that Xufeng should ignore him and quickly pick up the Czech light machine gun and fire at that thing.

The goal is not to destroy the Japanese's large-caliber heavy machine gun, but to attract some firepower so that Uncle Bo, the sniper, and other companions have time and opportunities to destroy them.

As for the weapons in everyone's hands, they have limited range. For example, the Type 460 sniper rifle in Uncle Bo's hand has a maximum effective range of only meters. How can we shoot down a target five or six hundred meters away?

Frankly speaking! Black Star doesn't know either. I hope the other companions can come up with a solution.

However, while his body was enduring inhuman pain, Hei Xing couldn't even utter such a thought. His eyes went dark and he fainted.

Black Star's luck wasn't too bad, as a medic rushed over at Xufeng's call.

He immediately took out two blood-stained tourniquets and tied them around Black Star's thighs, causing the bleeding rate to decrease rapidly.

This method was originally proposed by Black Star, but he didn't expect it to save himself.

Xu Feng looked up and saw a Kuomintang soldier lying behind a sandbag and firing. After seeing the sandbag being blown up along with it, he understood what Black Star meant.

After picking up the Czech light machine gun, he quickly fired a volley of bullets at the Type 92 13mm heavy machine gun.

It was the first time for Xufeng to use a light machine gun. After firing a volley of bullets, as expected, he didn't hit the target.

But it also successfully attracted the attention of the Japanese machine gun group.

This can be considered as achieving the goal that Black Star, who had already fainted, had originally hoped for.

The only problem was that when firing the Czech light machine gun, Xufeng clearly felt the stronger recoil of this weapon.

Every time the muzzle of the gun vibrated, his chest would feel a sharp pain.

After finishing a magazine of bullets, he hurriedly retreated to the wall on one side and prepared to change to a new magazine.

His chest and abdomen suddenly churned violently, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and cough violently. After coughing, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the hot barrel of the Czech light machine gun in his hand.

Immediately, a puff of green smoke rose up, making the smell of blood lingering in Xufeng's nostrils even stronger.

Even so, Xufeng lifted his sleeve, whose original color had long been unrecognizable, wiped his sticky mouth, replaced the magazine, and opened fire.

"At worst, I'll die. At worst, I'll have this cough and spit out blood. From now on, I'll be called Consumptive Patient No. 2."

The middle-aged electrician thought so, and his heart completely broke out in the fierce battle.

At the same time, he shouted, "You idiot, Old Cucumber, Fatty, and the other guys who only know how to brag, hurry up."

At this point, the pressure came to the other travelers...******
Uncle Bo, who was on the fourth floor, certainly could not hear Xufeng's shouts from the first floor amid the dense gunfire and explosions.

Fortunately, he didn't need to be reminded at this moment. He had already discovered the existence of the Type 92 13mm heavy machine gun and was clearly aware of the huge threat it posed. He knew that he had to shoot it down.

Unfortunately, even though he knows it, how can he shoot when the target is beyond the effective range of his gun and cannot be locked with the scope?
He is Uncle Sam's soldier, not Superman.

Anyway, I aimed based on my feeling, pulled the trigger and fired, but I didn't know where the bullet went.

This situation also happened to Huang A-di and others. Based on their instinctive intuition about the danger of the battlefield, they all opened fire at the Type 92 13mm heavy machine gun.

However, the effective range of rifles is not enough, and the range of light and heavy machine guns is sufficient, but the accuracy is not enough; the natural limitations of these weapons are basically an unsolvable flaw.

Plus, the other devils were not dead either, so they were a great restraint on them.

At this time, there would be no solution unless Hu Biao died; or only this guy who was vaguely the leader of the time travel team was qualified to decide to use some dangerous tactics.

I saw Xufeng force himself to empty three magazines in a short period of time.

Then his body could no longer bear it and he collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood.

The Type 92 13mm heavy machine gun, which had lost its restraint, adjusted its muzzle and continued firing, knocking out another of the already few remaining Type 24 heavy machine guns.

Lei Xiong, who was operating the heavy machine gun himself, lay there, his life or death unknown.

With the loss of another core firepower point, the pressure on the defense line immediately increased.

Hu Biao gritted his teeth and, despite his current inappropriate identity, launched an extreme tactic that was originally only used in the most critical situations:

"Retreat, let the devils in to fight..."

The reason why it is called an extreme tactic is that it relies on some advance arrangements, which can quickly kill some of the Japanese who rush in; it may cause the Japanese to collapse and repel this attack.

By the way, he avoided the Type 92 13mm heavy machine gun and fiercely suppressed the firepower.

But if the Japanese do not collapse, the battle situation will become even more dangerous.

After shouting, Hu Biao and Huang Yizi attacked together, pulled up the powerless Xufeng, and retreated to the depths of the warehouse.

Following the order, the others also fought and retreated, leaving the front door and windows open.

By this time in the fight, the sky had unknowingly darkened.

The Japanese soldiers, who had been fighting hard outside for a whole day and had lost countless lives, saw this scene and immediately rushed in frantically under stimulation, intending to completely occupy this damn warehouse.

Finally, they rushed in and turned many flashlights on them.

Under the stimulation of strong light, they temporarily lost their eyesight.

After their eyes regained their sight, almost 70% to 80% of the more than 100 people who rushed in first had fallen; those defenders who had just retreated had counterattacked.

But even so, not only did the Japanese who rushed into the warehouse fight to the death, but the Japanese outside continued to rush in.

This means that Hu Biao's risky tactics did not achieve the expected results.

The reason is very simple: starting from this morning, new forces of the Japanese Demon City Special Marine Corps have been continuously launched into the attack.

Although the Japanese army has an absolute advantage in manpower, it is not infinite.

This time, the attacking force was the last fresh force in Okawachi's hands.

If they cannot capture the Sihang Warehouse even this time, it means that the Japanese Special Marines have not even had the basic morale to launch an attack without a few days of rest.

All the Japanese soldiers in this unit will endure a shame that can never be washed away; before the attack, the Japanese attacking force was informed of this by Okawachi, and now they are also willing to give it their all.

Therefore, the battle at this moment is the most critical moment in the defense of Sihang Warehouse.

They held on. With a force of more than 400 people, Hu Biao and his men were able to achieve the extraordinary feat of crippling an enemy force of more than 8000 people, achieving the best casualty ratio in the Battle of Shanghai.

Break the myth that these Japanese devils are impossible to defeat with the same number of troops.

If they fail to hold on, then Hu Biao and his companions will be sinners in history, and they will all buy a piece of tofu and kill themselves when they return.

The remaining defenders in the warehouse naturally knew nothing about the mentality of the Japanese in their final attack, but they knew that the warehouse must not be lost.

So there is no way out for both sides.

The most brutal battle began. The remaining troops of both sides were almost the same, and they fired at each other with the muzzles of their guns almost pointing at each other's foreheads. Bayonets, gun butts, and even teeth became means of attacking the opponent.

The battle is all about one thing: whichever side has the strongest fighting spirit will prevail to the end...

(End of this chapter)