The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 589 A Tough Thing (Part Two) [Combined Chapter]

Overall, AT has had pretty good luck tonight, at least so far.

Although bullets were constantly whizzing around him and around him, and his brothers who charged up behind him were also being killed and wounded one after another.

However, AT was quite lucky after it started its operation, and it didn't even get grazed by bullets.

Taking advantage of the lingering smoke, which hadn't yet been dispersed by the gust of wind, he quickly rushed to the location of the rocket launcher operator he remembered being killed.

Bowing one's head and bending over.

He picked up a rocket launcher from the ground with his right hand and an ammunition pouch containing three spare rounds with his left.

Then, carrying these things, he continued sprinting forward; his speed was quite astonishing, at least reaching the standard of a national first-class athlete.

It was precisely because of this that AT was finally able to operate when the smoke had thinned out and its ability to conceal its tracks had been severely reduced.

They successfully advanced to within about fifty meters of the city wall, a position that would basically guarantee the accuracy of the rocket launcher.

Instead of stopping abruptly and aiming the rocket launcher at the damaged area on the city wall, he immediately slid down to his knees.

Taking advantage of the momentum of his charge, he knelt down and slid forward rapidly, first slinging the ammunition pouch across his left arm.

Immediately afterwards, he hoisted the DIY rocket launcher onto his right shoulder with both hands, tilted his head to the right, and began to aim.

Finally, before his body, which had been sliding forward on its knees, had completely stopped, AT pulled the trigger.

A plume of choking white smoke rose instantly, and a rocket, trailing flames and thick smoke, hurtled towards the wound on the city wall.

At a distance of just over forty meters, the rocket hit the city wall in less than the blink of an eye, striking the very spot that the AT had been eyeing.

It must be said that the Japanese reaction speed was extremely fast.

They had already learned from the destruction of the 13th Tank Regiment that the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment possessed an anti-armor and fortification weapon called a 'rocket launcher'.

They just held back from using it to ambush their tank units.

It was also evident that during this battle, the Nationalist troops outside intended to use rocket launchers to blast a breach in the city wall they were guarding.

So as the smoke gradually thinned, AT's sliding kneeling figure became clearer.

In the immediate aftermath, many veteran Japanese soldiers on the city wall ignored the barrage of fire from Chen Tang and Ji Shouxing.

They all sprang into action, adjusting their guns to aim and firing at the ATs, which were now carrying rocket launchers.

Therefore, it is not surprising at all that, almost at the same time as a rocket was launched.

AT was shot several times in the chest, which jolted him, and he fell backward with his head tilted back.

Although a thickened DIY bulletproof plate was habitually inserted into AT's chest and abdomen, thanks to its excellent bulletproof performance, these bullets did not penetrate his body.

This modern-day white-collar worker was killed on the spot.

However, the damage caused by those few bullets from the Japanese soldiers was not insignificant to the white-collar worker, not only knocking the AT down.

After a sharp pain in AT's chest, he felt quite suffocated.

It must have been the powerful force of the bullet that shattered several of his ribs.

Even so, when AT was knocked backward and fell to the ground, all his attention was not on how serious his injuries were.

Rather, it was the destructive effect caused by that rocket that was launched.

His eyes were fixed on the city wall, focused on the rocket he had just fired, hoping it could blast open a breach in the already damaged section of the wall.

Unfortunately! Although a large amount of bricks and mud were thrown up in the violent explosion.

But it only blasted a deep crater in the damaged part of the city wall, which was cracked like a spider web; it blasted away the outer layer of blue bricks, revealing the yellow soil mixed with broken bricks.

It can only be said that the rocket was quite powerful and effective after hitting the target, but it was not enough to collapse the damaged city wall.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, the foreman, his face covered in blood, appeared and rushed forward carrying a rocket launcher.

The foreman's face was covered in blood; these injuries were actually caused when he picked up a rocket launcher from the ground.

Just as he picked up the rocket launcher with one hand and reached for an ammunition pouch with the other, a sudden, overwhelming sense of danger washed over him.

Instinctively, he lowered his head sharply.

Just as he lowered his head, a bullet struck his M35 helmet, which was not fastened with the chin strap; the helmet was knocked off with a crisp 'clang'.

Thanks to this, the helmet that was knocked away successfully absorbed most of the force from the bullet, preventing the contractor's fragile cervical vertebrae from being broken directly.

Or perhaps, a bullet hole has been shot into his forehead.

Even so, he was still punched in the forehead and a large amount of blood gushed out, which quickly stained his entire face red.

The still-warm blood flowed into his eye sockets, causing a sharp pain in his eyes.

It adds a blood-red filter to everything in front of you, making the whole world look blood-red.

However, just as the thick smoke was about to dissipate, his brothers who rushed up with him and AT suffered heavy casualties in a very short time.

The contractor didn't care about injuries that wouldn't kill him or significantly affect his activities.
He shook his head to clear his head a little, then, without even grabbing an ammunition pouch, he grabbed the rocket launcher and charged forward with all his might.

Despite rushing, we were a few seconds slower than AT.

They rushed to within about 50 meters of the city, a position where the rocket launcher's accuracy was basically guaranteed.

I don't know if the contractor thought AT's sliding kneeling motion with the rocket launcher on fire looked really cool, or if he just thought the move was effective.

Anyway, after reaching this position, the foreman did a sliding kneeling motion.

And just like the previous AT, it completed a series of preparatory actions during this process, including shouldering the rocket launcher and aiming.

The difference was that the smoke was thinning out, and the foreman's figure rushing up to open fire was becoming increasingly clear to the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers realized the danger and opened fire.

Before the foreman could pull the trigger, he was shot once in the chest, once in the abdomen, and once in the left thigh.

The foreman, who only knew what the rocket he was carrying represented, was in excruciating pain, his back teeth were almost rotten, yet he kept the rocket launcher on his shoulder without the slightest sway.

He pulled the trigger, sending another rocket, trailing smoke and fire, hurtling towards the crater that had just been blown open on the city wall.

Just as the rocket was launched from the launch tube, the contractor was hit by several more bullets.

The powerful impact and excruciating pain caused the guy to fall backward instantly.

Then, he and AT actually lay down side by side on the ground, about ten meters apart, with their heads tilted back. The identical lying down posture and parallel position left the two of them speechless.

To their further dismay, the rocket fired by the contractor hit its target again, sending more bricks and mud flying amidst the explosion and flames.

Unfortunately, the final result was still somewhat unsatisfactory.

Aside from making the large pit in the city wall bigger and deeper, this section of the wall still showed no signs of collapsing, nor did it appear to be on the verge of collapse.

Even if another rocket were fired, it's hard to say whether it would be enough to collapse this section of the city wall.

It can only be said that the city walls built by our ancestors were far more solid than we imagined.

Such an outcome dealt a heavy blow to AT, who witnessed the scene. After letting out a long sigh, he lay back on the ground, feeling extremely weak all over.

Damn it! He had also eaten plenty of the pickled cabbage that the villagers brought him for dinner the previous night.

He even ate a salted duck egg, which made him realize that he wouldn't feel comfortable dying in battle unless he killed more than 30 Japanese soldiers.

He didn't feel much pressure about this at first.

He thought that if he could just blow up this section of the city wall, he could kill many Japanese soldiers on the spot by falling or being crushed to death.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity to storm into the city, firing a few bursts of bullets with a submachine gun, the kill count of 30 Japanese soldiers could be easily achieved.

The result? The city wall didn't collapse at all, so he only managed to kill five or six Japanese soldiers in the previous exchange of fire. Now he's lying on the ground waiting to die; his mission is only 20% complete.

Not to mention how ashamed the members of the time-traveler team were when they talked about it afterward; the key question is how he could face the villagers who had been so kind to him.
Thinking of this, AT was filled with inexplicable grief and indignation, which surprisingly had an adrenaline-boosting effect, giving him strength again and the power to make one last desperate attempt.

"The foreman covered for me and shot down the Japanese light machine gun at 1 o'clock."

As he shouted this, AT pushed off the ground with both hands, and his whole body sprang up from the ground as if he were on a spring.

It took a step forward and charged ahead once again.

During this process, he took the rocket ammunition pouch off his shoulder with his left hand and held it in his hand.

He took a small melon grenade from his waist with his right hand, pulled the safety pin with his teeth, tapped it on his helmet, and then stuffed it into the ammunition pouch in his left hand.

Having read this far, readers with experience fighting the Japanese will likely be able to see AT's intentions.

Throw the ammunition pouch into the large pit in the city wall, and use the force of the grenade explosion to detonate the warheads of the three rockets inside.

This is equivalent to the power of three rockets exploding simultaneously, which should be enough to collapse this section of the city wall.

And believe it or not! AT's plan seems to have no problems whatsoever.

However, to truly achieve this, some very critical challenges are involved:

Each of these DIY rockets weighs 3.2 kilograms, and the total weight of the three rockets plus a small melon grenade reaches 10.5 kilograms.

Despite AT's continuous improvements and rigorous training, even with his excellent physical condition, he was unable to throw such a heavy object into the large pit in the city wall more than 40 meters away.

Continue charging forward for a while, and it should be within 20 meters of the city walls.

This was also the main reason why he shouted for the foreman to cover him before rushing out, especially to shoot down the Japanese light machine gun at the 1 o'clock position.

If he wasn't mistaken, this light machine gun was the main culprit that had just knocked down the foreman.

As for the contractor, whose injuries were more severe than his, could he still struggle to get up at this moment and provide him with valuable cover fire?
It's safe to say that AT himself doesn't know either, and is quite uncertain, but he chooses to trust his teammates and believes they will not let him down...

In fact, the contractor did not disappoint AT's trust and expectations.

The moment he heard AT's call, he understood his teammate's tactics and went all out.

He bit his lip until it bled, squeezing out the last bit of strength from his body through this excruciating pain, or perhaps he was in a state of dying ejaculation.

This allowed him to struggle to sit up from the ground and quickly take an M1 Garand rifle off his back.

Perhaps in a final burst of energy, the contractor was in better shape than ever before.

Not only did he feel his mind become incredibly clear, but he even felt that time had slowed down, putting him into an incredibly crazy three-second true man mode.

In those three seconds, he first raised his hand and fired a shot, taking out the gunner of the light machine gun at the 1 o'clock position.

Then came four more shots fired in quick succession, each bullet hitting the narrow mortise and killing the Japanese soldiers who were about to fire at the AT.

It played a crucial role in enabling AT to continue its forward momentum.

Unfortunately, after firing the fifth shot, a steel magazine popped out of the chamber with a crisp "ding," indicating that the bullets in the chamber had been emptied.

Although the M1 Garand rifle has a fairly fast reloading speed.

A skilled worker could fill it in a few seconds; but the foreman knew he no longer had the strength or time to do so.

Fortunately, the foreman's brief moment of brilliance bought AT enough time.

As he charged forward, he was hit twice more in the chest and abdomen by AT gunfire, but he had already gritted his teeth and charged to within 20 meters of the city.

After stopping abruptly, he held the ammunition belt bags in both hands and began to spin clockwise as if throwing a discus.

Once the circle is completed, he will use the centrifugal force to accelerate the ammunition pouch and fling it towards the large pit in the city wall.

The contractor, who had felt the life force within his body dissipate rapidly like a receding tide, was now fading away.

Under such circumstances, he shouted with all his might: "Consumption devil! Half of the Japanese devils killed in this wave should be credited as my achievement."

After shouting, the contractor cut off all hope of survival.

Even so, he maintained his seated posture facing the city wall.

He clutched an M1 Garand rifle so tightly in his hand that even after the war, they couldn't break it from his grasp, and in the end, they had to be buried together.

As for why he shouted out the demand for "half" before he died...

Don't ask! The truth is, at dinner, the foreman ate quite a bit of sauerkraut and also had a piece of fermented bean curd. These were foods full of the villagers' good intentions, and they weren't just something to eat and then wipe your mouth and be done with.

Only by taking the lives of the Japanese devils can we repay this debt.

After hearing the contractor's last words, AT shuddered violently.

Fortunately, he had already released the ammunition pouch from his hand and hurled it towards the large pit in the city wall; otherwise, he might have missed.

The ammunition pouch, weighing at least 10.5 kilograms, soon struck the center of the crater.

Even more remarkably, when it hit the bottom of the crater, the grenade inside exploded, instantly triggering the explosion of the warheads of three rockets.

This means that the explosive power of the above-mentioned explosives was released at the most suitable time and place.

Thanks to this, the explosion finally achieved the effect that AT and the contractor had been hoping for most: in an explosion that was far more violent than before, that section of the city wall finally collapsed.

First, a section of the road, about five or six meters long, collapsed amidst flying bricks.

Immediately following, as if a stack of blocks had been knocked over, the surrounding walls collapsed one after another, collapsing for a full seventy or eighty meters before stopping, revealing a large breach in the city.

In such a collapse, massive amounts of bricks and loess poured down.

Not only did they fill in the moat outside the city, they also built a ramp that allowed them to easily climb the half-collapsed city wall and storm into the city.

The Japanese soldiers, numbering no fewer than 70, who were guarding this section of the city wall, suffered enormous damage during the collapse.

Even if they didn't die on the spot, they lost their ability to fight.

In a sense, even if such a result were divided in two, both AT and the foreman would have completed their respective tasks.

They didn't get the pickled cabbage, which represented their heartfelt wishes, for free.

The only pity is that AT didn't get to see this wonderful scene.

His body was still staggering after spinning around, and he didn't even have time to regain his balance; a piece of broken brick weighing two or three pounds was thrown up by the shockwave of the wild explosion and smashed into AT's skull.

The M35 helmet dented badly on the spot. AT, as if drunk, swayed violently a couple of times before collapsing to the ground.

Before his buttocks even fully touched the ground, this modern-day office worker had already died...

When the city wall had just begun to collapse, with only a gap of five or six meters appearing, they knew that the opportunity they had been waiting for had finally arrived.

Chen Tang and Ji Shouxing couldn't wait any longer and started shouting:

"Charge! Charge forward! Some of you rush into the city, while others attack the left and right sides of the city wall. Kill all the Japanese soldiers on the wall!"

After shouting, the two men led the charge out from behind the sandbag bunkers; the others, except for the machine gunner who remained in place to suppress the Japanese soldiers on the city wall, also followed the two men up.

Taking advantage of the Japanese soldiers' current confusion, they surged like a tide up the gap in the city wall.

Then, following Chen Tang and Ji Shouxing's orders, they either continued rushing into the city or charged towards the left and right sides of the city wall.

However, as they charged forward and passed by the bodies of AT and the foreman, who were sitting on the ground and had already lost their lives, they couldn't help but glance at the two officers.

Then, they channeled all their resentment, sorrow, and anger into a single roar:

"Kill the Japanese devils, avenge IT and Commander Bao..."

(End of this chapter)