The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 331 Another Street Fight (Part Two) [Bonus Chapter 1450 for the Emergence of a Photographer]

So, why is Old Ma's father, Little Ma, appearing at this time, and even in such a dangerous front-line battle?

It's quite simple: the people of Pingding County and the surrounding areas are truly generous and righteous.

After helping to dig the trenches, Hu Biao said that civilians without combat experience should not participate in the battle to avoid unnecessary casualties, and that they should just watch and rest in the rear.

As a result, even after the fighting started, they still voluntarily risked stray bullets to help.

Transport the ammunition up, and at the same time, transport the wounded down.

Therefore, although the Subei Independent Regiment suffered heavy casualties in the fierce street fighting in Ping'an City, their situation was much better than that of the Japanese.

A large number of wounded were carried away. After treatment to stop the bleeding, bandage the wounds, and administer injections of homemade penicillin and allicin, many of the wounded were able to survive.

Once they recover from their injuries and return to their units, they will become the backbone of the army.

However, some of the wounded were too badly injured. If their wounds weren't treated beforehand and they were carried off the journey, they might not be able to hold on halfway.

That's how Dr. Xiao Ma came to be, appearing on the front lines to provide first aid to the wounded.

There was a scene where, at the most critical moment, he voluntarily rushed to the ground to pick up the rocket launcher and prepare to fire.

Old Ma, or rather his entire family, was very lucky! Just as he expected, when he stood up and led the charge, the Japanese soldiers' attention was successfully diverted.

He managed to keep his grandfather from being knocked over and even managed to pick up the rocket launcher.

He quickly took aim and pulled the trigger. A plume of choking white smoke rose as a black powder rocket flew toward the target, which was only a few dozen meters away.

A very short time later, the rocket hit its target.

Although the warhead of the rocket is filled with some black powder particles, its power is far less than that of a proper rocket launcher.

However, the Japanese machine gun bunkers were not exactly top-notch either, and their defensive capabilities were far inferior, so the two sides were essentially evenly matched.

After a violent explosion, this damned Japanese strongpoint finally went silent.

Taking advantage of the sudden drop in the Japanese firepower, the other brothers charged forward, taking advantage of their numerical superiority, and completely overwhelmed the remaining Japanese troops.

After a fierce battle, they finally captured this crucial intersection.

Unfortunately, the rank insignia on Old Ma's collar was too conspicuous, causing many Japanese soldiers to instinctively target this big fish when they opened fire on the charging enemy.

He had only taken a few steps when Old Ma was shot in the left thigh and fell to the ground like a wild boar.

As he fell, his forehead slammed hard against the stone slab on the ground. Even though he was wearing a helmet, he was immediately knocked unconscious.

Old Ma didn't remain unconscious for long, as the excruciating pain of having his wounds bandaged and cleaned soon woke him up.

But after the old man who was bandaging him spoke, he wished he could just stay unconscious forever.
"One-Eyed Dragon! You're lucky, kid. The bullet went right through your thigh and didn't damage your bones much. You'll be crippled from now on."

To be honest, Old Ma could tolerate being called "One-Eyed Dragon" by Hu Biao and his gang, since he wasn't at a disadvantage.

But how could he possibly talk back to his own father when he called him that? He felt a sharp pain in his heart.

But when Old Ma saw his father's radiant expression after destroying a key Japanese firing point, he was struck by the sight.

He recalled that in another dimension, he had never personally killed a Japanese soldier, which he considered a lifelong regret. However, this time he finally made up for that regret.

All the frustrations I felt vanished instantly.

However, it didn't stop him from cursing after his wound was bandaged: "We're not all dead yet, when do we need you to launch the rocket launcher? What are you showing off as a doctor?"
Stay put in the back; that's an order.

And you know what? After being scolded by Old Ma with spittle flying everywhere, the once spirited old man suddenly looked sullen.

Old Ma's actions are somewhat rebellious. To be honest, Old Ma seems to be really enjoying himself.

In the time that followed, dragging his left leg, which ached terribly with every step, Old Ma hurried forward as fast as he could.

After capturing the intersection, the team only advanced a few dozen meters, and now it seems they have encountered another tough nut to crack.

The brothers charged once or twice, suffering seven or eight casualties, but to no avail.

"Damn it! Time seems to be running out."

After glancing up at the sky, Old Ma couldn't help but mutter something under his breath, his tone filled with unspeakable anxiety.

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At 4:05 PM, in a courtyard that could be considered a tactical stronghold in the eastern part of Pingding City.

After Hu Biao unleashed a burst of bullets, he instantly ripped the chest of a Japanese soldier charging towards him from a distance of more than ten meters away.

Just seconds after the Japanese soldier staggered and fell to the ground, the several grenades he was holding exploded.

The violent explosion not only blew the upper body of the Japanese soldier to pieces, but the flying shrapnel also knocked down two other Japanese soldiers next to him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Hu Biao quickly changed the magazine that had just been emptied.

When he reached out and touched the chest piercing containing the spare magazines, he found nothing; it turned out that he had unknowingly emptied all six spare magazines he was carrying.

Including the magazine on the gun, there are more than two hundred bullets in total.

The MP28 submachine gun in his hand was so hot from firing for so long in a short period of time that it was hot enough to light a cigarette.

Hu Biao's already furrowed brows instantly became so tight they could trap a fly.

All of this was because, ever since he led his team into the city to launch the attack, he had no spare time to check the telegrams sent from all sides.

But a vague intuition lingered in my mind that our blocking force wouldn't last long and might be wiped out soon.

It wasn't that their attack wasn't resolute, but rather that the Japanese resistance was equally fierce.

Just like before, with both sides firing at each other almost head-on, it was not uncommon for wounded Japanese soldiers to rush over and detonate several grenades.

Despite suffering heavy casualties, the Japanese still control at least the center of the county town, occupying about one-third of the area, and their resistance is becoming increasingly resolute.

Every step forward for the attacking forces was incredibly difficult.

Just as Hu Biao stepped back a few steps, letting the other brothers take the lead, he took out a handful of bullets from the bullet box and loaded them into the magazine one by one.

A communications soldier came running up from behind, and finally brought good news:

"Commander Hu, Commander Mi, urgent telegram! The plane is finally repaired and will be able to fly over to provide support soon."

However, after a moment's thought, Hu Biao realized that the two sides' troops were already entangled in the city, and Mina's arrival seemed unlikely to be of much use.

He immediately shouted, "Go tell Mina to go and support the blocking force!"

"Which direction exactly, and which officer's blocking force are you supporting?" the communications soldier asked again.

This question really stumped Hu Biao; because every blocking force seemed to be in a state of extreme urgency, and it seemed a bit unfair to ignore any of them.

Frustrated, Hu Biao shouted, "Tell Mina to provide assistance at will, and if all else fails, draw lots."

After saying that, he suddenly threw down the half-loaded magazine in his hand, drew a pistol with one hand and a large knife with the other, and rushed forward.

Because without his submachine gun's firepower, more than twenty Japanese soldiers actually launched a counter-charge with bayonets fixed, trying to recapture this key tactical point...

(End of this chapter)