The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 591 A Tough Thing (Part 4) [Two Chapters Combined]

As he walked, Lao Yu, who vaguely sensed something, suddenly raised his right hand and gestured for him to stop immediately.

Upon seeing this gesture, the brothers who were following him immediately stopped in their tracks.

And throughout this process, apart from the faint sound of breathing, not a single other sound was made.

Meanwhile, Old Yu was leading a team of over a hundred people, cautiously advancing through the ruins of Xiangyin County.

The team consisted of forty or fifty brothers from the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment, seventy or eighty brothers from the 74th Army, and a dozen or so brothers from Commander Xue's guard regiment.

The entire force, totaling only 150 or 160 men, came from three different units, indicating that by this point in the war, the organization of the various units had become completely chaotic.

Meanwhile, the Nationalist army is currently in Xiangyin City.

There are as many as seventy or eighty similar teams that spontaneously form during battles.

The only difference between them is the number of people; some have more than a hundred people, while others have only seventy or eighty.

They were either cautiously advancing through the city or engaged in firefights with small units of the Japanese.

Gunfire, shouts, and explosions were heard everywhere, indicating that both sides were fighting to the death.

In any case, the entire city of Xiangyin has now been transformed into a giant meat grinder, with both sides engaged in a brutal street battle in the ruins of the city.

However, what leaves Lao Yu speechless is the current situation.

He discovered that the current battlefield situation was very similar to the Battle of Tengxian City back then, except that the positions of the two sides had been reversed.

After breaching the city walls guarded by the Japanese and entering Xiangyin County, they discovered that the Japanese had made various preparations for street fighting in advance, and they immediately made some adjustments to their tactics.

Most of the heavy machine guns and mortars, which were difficult to move, were set up on several city walls.

In addition to these, Anne also temporarily mobilized four thousand men from various units, who were temporarily stationed on the city walls and at the city gates.

Anne's actions described above serve three purposes.
Firstly, as soon as the Japanese soldiers' movements were discovered, the personnel on the city wall would immediately open fire; their superior firepower could compress the area in which the Japanese soldiers could operate within the city.

Secondly, it was to prevent the Japanese soldiers in the city from breaking out when they saw that things were going badly, and to keep them trapped in the city.

Thirdly, how could there be no reserve troops during a war? If something unexpected happens, wouldn't we be completely helpless?

Therefore, after Anne stayed on the city wall to oversee the situation, she would make timely judgments on the current battle situation.

They continuously deployed reserve forces to key areas to accelerate the annihilation of the Japanese invaders.

If she deems it necessary, she will even lead her troops into battle herself, delivering a decisive blow.

Hu Biao, Zhang Lingfu, and others naturally led the remaining troops.

They were divided into dozens of small teams, forming a large net, and launched a simultaneous attack on the ruins of the city from all directions.

The small teams were close together, allowing them to support each other and infiltrate and outflank the Japanese troops.

By shrinking the Japanese army's operational space and continuously killing their combat personnel, they eventually completely occupied the city.

During the Battle of Tengxian, the Japanese used the same tactics to deal with the defenders who were defending in the ruins.

This would mean that the battle in Xiangyin County was very similar to the Battle of Tengxian.

The only difference is that their positions have been completely reversed.

Having realized this, Lao Yu felt no fear whatsoever; if anything, his heart was filled with disdain.

"What kind of level are the Japanese devils? They actually tried to imitate our street fighting."

"When it comes to street fighting, I'm practically your ancestor; if I don't beat your green shit out today, you haven't eaten any vegetables for days."

Old Yu dares to think this way because he has enough confidence.

Sure enough! He led his men, advancing step by step, and had already defeated two small Japanese units.

They have now advanced to the outside of an alley where the buildings on both sides are almost all ruins.

The alleyway and the surrounding ruins were unusually quiet, with not a single Japanese soldier in sight, as if they had completely abandoned the area.

However, Old Yu didn't even need to step into the alley to be certain of one thing:
The Japanese soldiers must have laid an ambush; that's why at the beginning this guy raised his arm, gesturing for everyone to stop advancing...

The moment he stopped, Lao Yu squatted down behind a broken wall at the entrance of the alley.

He pulled a palm-sized mirror out of his pocket, peered into the alley, and, taking advantage of the bright moonlight, began to carefully observe the situation inside.

Not long after, he not only confirmed that the Japanese were indeed lying in ambush, but also the basic locations of their key firing points and personnel deployments were determined by Lao Yu.

How come this silent guy is so amazing? This question is unnecessary.

What's difficult for those who don't know how is easy for those who do!
Old Yu simply combined the terrain of the alley and the sides with his own identity as a Japanese soldier to consider where to set up firing positions and personnel to cause the greatest damage.

Then focus on observing these areas to see if there are any suspicious details.

Soon after, they discovered that something was amiss in these places, confirming that there were indeed some Japanese soldiers hiding there, or that a machine gun was concealed and set up.

After figuring out the Japanese troops' arrangement, Lao Yu remained silent to avoid being exposed; he pointed with his finger, signaling some officers in the ranks behind him, regardless of their unit numbers, to quietly approach him.

Once these people were close together, he started drawing on the ground with his finger.

Although Lao Yu's lines were a bit abstract, the people around him could still figure out the Japanese soldiers' layout in the alley based on the content.

In the following time, Lao Yu used some hand gestures to clearly explain to the officers the details of how everyone should act next.

The entire process involved meticulous and painstaking drawing, demonstrating remarkable attention to detail.

His main reason for doing this was not only to better eliminate the Japanese soldiers in the alleys, but also to train these officers in how to fight in urban warfare in a practical way.

Hopefully, they can grow up quickly so they won't suffer losses if they encounter similar situations again in the future. After all, these transmigrators will have to leave sooner or later, and it's impossible to keep fighting with them forever.

The officers around him could easily see through Lao Yu's intentions and good intentions.

Moved by their experience, they perked up and began to study diligently; little did they know that the moment that would truly move and shock them was yet to come.

Finally, after a total of six or seven minutes, the battle for this alley began.

At Lao Yu's gesture, the six brothers with the best throwing skills pulled the pins on their grenades.

Holding the smoking grenade in his hand, he waited a second or two before leaping up from his hiding place at the alley entrance and throwing it with all his might.

The grenades landed at locations where Japanese soldiers were lying in ambush in the ruins on both sides of the alley.

They exploded the moment they landed, blasting the Japanese soldiers who were hiding nearby and preparing to launch a sneak attack into a sorry state, while also sending up a large amount of dust.

Instantly, the dust that flew up acted like a smoke bomb, which was exactly the effect Lao Yu was looking for.

According to the previously arranged tactics, Lao Yu didn't need to say anything more; the thirty-odd brothers were armed with automatic and semi-automatic weapons such as light machine guns, submachine guns, and pistols.

The moment the grenade exploded, he rushed into the alley with Lao Yu, who was leading the way.

He slightly adjusted the muzzle of his gun and then opened fire at maximum speed on the Japanese firing positions and ambush sites.

The barrage of bullets forced the ambushing Japanese soldiers to remain pinned down for a moment.

Only in the machine gun bunkers they had built in advance, a Type 96 light machine gun and a Type 92 heavy machine gun, thanks to their better protection, could still fire.

Even so, the dust that rose up and had not yet dissipated still severely affected their vision.

Unable to fire accurately, they could only rotate the gun barrel back and forth and spray bullets.

Although several brothers who were firing and charging into the alley were killed or wounded, the lethality and suppression effect were successfully reduced considerably.

More importantly, since Lao Yu had already discovered the existence of these simple machine gun bunkers of the Japanese, how could he not have made some corresponding arrangements in advance?

Behind those personnel carrying automatic and semi-automatic weapons, a rocket launcher operator followed closely behind them, carrying a rocket launcher.

When the dust settled down and the situation of the Nationalist army could be clearly seen in the darkness, the situation gradually improved.

The Japanese gunner and assistant gunner of the Type 92 heavy machine gun were horrified to see a Nationalist private squatting just fifty meters away.

The thick tube he carried on his shoulder was the same type of rocket launcher unique to the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment that had inflicted devastating damage on the 13th Tank Regiment.

Knowing that this thing was legendary for its powerful anti-armor and fortification capabilities, they were almost scared to death.

They hurriedly adjusted their guns, ready to kill the rocket launcher operator; but just as this thought arose in their minds, the rocket launcher in front of them flashed with sparks.

And then, what else is there?

Even if we take a closer look, this rocket actually missed its mark slightly.

However, the force of the explosion was enough to completely destroy the makeshift machine gun bunker that the Japanese had built using beams, planks, and bricks.

One of the Type 92 heavy machine gun squads was immediately pinned down inside.

As for the Japanese's other Type 96 light machine gun, it only survived for about ten seconds in comparison.

Old Yu organized two light machine guns and five submachine guns to engage in a firefight. Before long, a burst of bullets entered through the firing port, killing the machine gunners behind.

After these two core firepower units were destroyed, the fate of the remaining twenty or so Japanese soldiers was no longer in doubt.

He picked up his submachine gun and knocked down a Japanese sergeant.

Seeing that the remaining Japanese soldiers were about to be wiped out by his men, Old Yu stopped firing. He put away his gun and stood there, his face full of smug satisfaction. Meanwhile, in this battle, which had been planned for ten minutes but was about to end in just two or three minutes of fighting...

They have suffered only 9 casualties so far, while the Japanese, a small squad of about 40 men, are about to be completely annihilated.

The Japanese devils, with their level of skill, dared to ambush him and fight him in street battles.

This is like showing off your axe skills in front of Guan Yu, or your axe skills in front of Lu Ban.

On the other hand, when he had just killed that Japanese sergeant, Lao Yu silently counted down the number '37' in his mind.

This means that his task of eating 37 bites of sauerkraut has now been completely completed.

With nothing to worry about, Old Yu naturally felt exceptionally relaxed and smug.

He even muttered arrogantly, "What's wrong with eating some pickled cabbage? They're just a few dozen Japanese soldiers. We can take care of them easily."

"No way! Surely no one dies before failing to complete such a small task?"

Good heavens! Only people like Xiao Henan, Lao Ma, AT, and the foreman could not hear Lao Yu's smug mutterings.

Otherwise, he might have been so angry that he would have risen from the dead on the spot.

However, Lao Yu soon found himself unable to gloat any longer.

In this small battlefield, the remaining Japanese soldiers were certainly doomed; but as mentioned earlier, the more desperate the Japanese soldiers were, the more ferocious they became.

We must not be careless in the slightest until we are certain they are dead.

And so it is! A veteran Japanese soldier saw that his own men were about to be wiped out, and he himself had absolutely no chance of escaping.

With a heavy heart, he threw away the Type 38 rifle that he had just emptied.

He took two grenades from his body, used his teeth to pull the pins, and knocked them twice on the bricks in front of him.

Instead of throwing the two grenades, he held them in his hands and faced the Nationalist soldiers who were charging towards him.

He actually planned to drag several opponents down with him even before he died.

Seeing this scene, the Kuomintang soldiers were clearly frightened and hastily fired their Type 24 and Type 88 rifles in a panic.

Although the Japanese soldier wasn't killed outright, he was successfully hit in the thigh.

They made him kneel down on one knee on the spot, unable to move forward from about ten meters away.

Unable to advance, the Japanese soldiers saw several men pulling the bolts of their rifles to fire again. In a moment of impulsiveness, they threw out the two grenades they were holding.

The grenade in his left hand wasn't thrown very far; it landed in an empty open space and caused no damage.

The grenade in his right hand was thrown forty meters. After landing, it bounced and rolled forward several meters before finally stopping in front of Lao Yu.

Subconsciously, Lao Yu was about to roll to one side.

In this way, although one might still be injured by the explosion, there is still a high probability of survival.

At this moment, there were seven or eight people gathered around him, all of whom were the officers he had just lectured.

They all thought the battle was over, so they seized the rare opportunity to gather around, ostensibly to ask Commander Yu for more advice on urban warfare.

Therefore, if Lao Yu doesn't do something quickly, they might suffer heavy casualties.

Once he realized this, Lao Yu didn't hesitate for a moment longer.

He took off his M35 helmet and placed it on his lower abdomen, yelling "Down!" as he lunged at the smoking grenade.

The explosion occurred almost as soon as he put the grenade inside his helmet and lay face down on it.

The explosive power of the 65-gram TNT in the melon grenade, confined to the narrow space of the helmet, became even more ferocious.

The M35 helmet was instantly blown to pieces, and along with shrapnel from the grenade, it pierced Lao Yu's chest and abdomen.

Thanks to the effective use of the DIY bulletproof inserts, the shrapnel failed to penetrate Lao Yu's body; however, the enormous impact immediately sent Lao Yu flying several meters into the air.

Upon landing, Lao Yu felt as if his internal organs had been shattered; the severe internal injuries told him he was about to die.

The only saving grace was that none of the officers around him were killed or injured.

Facing the crowd rushing around, shouting "Medic, save me!", he waved his hand to indicate that it wasn't necessary, and with his last strength said:

"Ahem, now I'm going to give you your final lesson."

Remember this! Never let your guard down until you've taken out the last Japanese soldier.

In urban warfare, there's a situation where, rather than everyone being blown up, it's better for someone to sacrifice themselves so that only one person dies.

As he spoke, Lao Yu's breathing grew weaker and weaker. After uttering his last word, he coughed up a mouthful of blood; he kept coughing up blood until he got used to it.

No! It should be that his head tilted to the side, and he was completely dead...

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Regarding the rather absurd situation of Lao Yu dying in the Japanese's desperate counterattack, one can only say that in order to survive on the battlefield, personal strength and experience are very important.

However, luck is often more important than skill and experience.

Fortunately, the other seasoned time travelers who successfully stormed into the city had quite a bit of luck tonight; and in this kind of street fighting, they showed the Japanese that their clumsy imitations were a complete joke.

At the same time, in the southwest of Xiangyin City.

A handsome young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old looked at Zanana not far away with an indescribable look of resentment on his face.

Of course! The current situation is definitely not because Zanana seduced him and then abandoned him, nor because she was a bad woman.

Aside from killing Japanese soldiers, constantly getting stronger, and drinking, there really aren't many other things that interest Zanana.

Men? Will talking to this thing improve her physical fitness and make her punches stronger?
No way! What would be the point of having this thing?

Therefore, the reason why the young man looked at Zanana with a resentful expression was simply because he was a rocket launcher operator; yet, despite having such a powerful weapon at his disposal, he didn't even have a chance to use it.

No other reason than that! Whenever they encountered a Japanese machine gun bunker that needed to be destroyed, he would rush to a position of fifty or sixty meters away and fire a shot without anyone covering him.

Zanana simply found a spot far away and set up the 20mm anti-tank rifle.

After a few shots were fired, the Japanese's makeshift machine gun bunker was completely destroyed.

After the remaining Japanese soldiers were wiped out, some busybodies looked into the machine gun bunker, which was still mostly intact, through the firing port, and almost vomited.

Because the Japanese soldiers inside were all smashed to pieces, and blood and flesh were splattered everywhere.

Even the light and heavy machine guns inside were damaged.

In short, the handsome young man who was carrying a rocket launcher followed Zanana for quite a while, but he didn't even get a chance to fire it.

Throughout the entire process, he acted like an insignificant passerby, naturally harboring resentment towards his superior, Zanana...

It was still at the same time, but the location had changed to the southeast of Xiangyin City.

Shizi first glanced at the twenty-odd Japanese soldiers in front of him who were about to escape into an alley; then he looked back at Huang Yizhi, who was jogging slowly behind him, and suddenly felt inexplicably annoyed.

Originally, the two of them each led a small unit and fought against the Japanese in the streets of the city.

As the fighting progressed, both sides set their sights on a small group of Japanese soldiers. During the pursuit, they encountered each other and essentially joined forces.

This wasn't a big deal originally, as long as we could fight the Japanese, but Huang Yizhi seemed a bit hesitant and not in a hurry at all.

In a fit of anger and frustration, Shizi immediately started cursing at Huang Yizhi:

"Erpang, hurry up, or these Japanese soldiers will disappear without a trace; running so slowly, are you trying to show me your weakness?"

Huang Yizhi remained calm in the face of the incessant cursing from the cross.

He said calmly, "Damn it! What are you panicking for? With my rich experience in street fighting and luring the enemy, these Japanese devils are obviously bait, trying to lure us into an ambush."

The alley ahead is probably their ambush area.

So how about this: I'll slowly lead my men to chase after them, drawing the Japanese soldiers' attention, while you lead your men to outflank them from the other side and wipe them out in one fell swoop.”

Trusting his teammates, Cross led about a hundred men to begin flanking the enemy.

Ten minutes later, looking at the seventy or eighty Japanese soldiers lying prone in front of him, Shizi silently gave Huang Yizhi a thumbs up in his mind.

Then, as he shouted the word "fire," he opened fire with his M1 Garand rifle.

His brothers who were flanking him also joined in, and after unleashing a barrage of fire, they killed twenty or thirty Japanese soldiers in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Huang Yizhi also led his men to rush over. The two-hundred-pound figure that sped through the rugged ruins was incredibly agile, showing no trace of his previous dawdling.

Before long, the group of Japanese soldiers who had been lying in ambush were all wiped out.

The number of casualties among the brothers led by Huang Yizhi and Shizi was just ten.

In a normal battle, it would have been impossible to defeat so many Japanese soldiers without losing hundreds of men. It can only be said that these Japanese soldiers lost both their lives and their troops.

Similar situations also occurred to Hu Biao, Chen Tang, Huang Adi, and others.

The Japanese soldiers, with their level of skill, dared to engage in street fighting? They were just asking for trouble...

(End of this chapter)