HCB Chapter 218 Recoilless gun, scoring twice
Chapter 218 Recoilless gun, scoring twice
A gloomy rain curtain enveloped the entire salient, and the drizzle soaked the soil.
The Japanese defense line seems solid, but in fact it is full of loopholes.
一个大约宽30km，纵深20km的巨大突出部，鬼子却只有一个近卫 2 师团和独立混成第 72 旅团加起来3万多人防御。
This means that after excluding second-line units such as rear reserves, logistics, and artillery, there are an average of less than 100 Japanese soldiers stationed per kilometer on the front-line positions, and there are gaps almost everywhere.
This provided an excellent opportunity for the An Min Army's infiltration tactics.
Even though the Japanese defense line has been reduced to the maximum extent possible, the 1st and 3rd Infantry Divisions of the People's Army, plus the 11th Motorized Brigade, can still continuously send out combat teams of several or more than ten people to continuously infiltrate the Japanese defense line.
Hanayama Yuta, who was turned into a rag bag with air leaking through it by a recoilless gun, encountered such a group.
The team first cut the telephone lines and then deliberately ambushed the Japanese linemen.
At this moment, they were quietly lying dormant beside a trench covered by dense vegetation and camouflage nets.
The equipment they carried was simple but deadly, the most eye-catching of which was the experimental 88mm recoilless rifle.
"Damn it, Lao Ba, aren't you wasting it?" The veteran soldier who served as the team leader slapped the recoilless rifle gunner's head, his hand hurting from the shock of the helmet, and cursed, "It was only two Japs, and you used up a shell with just one click!"
There were a total of 5 people in this combat team, among which the experimental 88mm recoilless rifle took up a lot of weight, and a matching 88mm anti-personnel grenade weighed 9 kilograms.
The entire team infiltrated the Japanese defense line on foot, carrying less than two handfuls of artillery shells, so the team leader scolded them.
The recoilless rifle shooter named Lao Ba shrank his neck, covered his helmet and smiled foolishly:
"The position of these two devils is just like that of a prostitute in a brothel. They are clearly trying to seduce me for sex. I can't help it because I can't help myself."
Hearing this, the others couldn't help but laugh. One of the young soldiers echoed in a low voice:
"That's right, Team Leader. We carried this big thing all this way just to use it, didn't we? He's really making the most of it."
"Bullshit." The team leader glared, his face covered in rain and mud.
"Besides, didn't the company commander tell us that this individual cannon is just an experimental thing? He asked us to use it more and figure out the experience and problems. I just didn't listen to him." Lao Ba looked aggrieved.
"Stop your non-stop chatter," the team leader said angrily. "Go and move the Japs' bodies. The phone line is down, and they'll definitely have to send someone over later. Don't let them see through us."
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Even though they were wearing waterproof cloaks, the heavy rain and mud still soaked the clothes of everyone in the combat team, but no one complained.
Following the team leader's orders, the five members of the combat team had clear division of labor and cooperated with each other tacitly.
Some people were responsible for guarding with guns, some were responsible for burying the Japanese corpses, and some were responsible for choosing a new hiding place.
Lao Ba gritted his teeth and dragged the two bomb-riddled bodies of the Japanese soldiers into the mud pit beside him. There was a hint of disgust on his face. Although he was used to seeing blood, he still couldn't help cursing in his heart:
"Damn, that's disgusting."
Soon, all traces of the battle disappeared completely under the rain, and everything returned to its original state.
The team leader was lying in the pit, holding a Springfield M1903 rifle with a 4x scope in his hand.
The world in the sight was blurry and heavy, and even the air seemed to be weighed down.
He held his breath and waited patiently for the next wave of prey to arrive.
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Not long after, the team leader with excellent eyesight discovered something moving in the rain in the distance.
He immediately raised his rifle and looked through the scope on the gun. Sure enough, there were six Japanese soldiers advancing timidly towards this side.
The Japanese soldier leading the group had a pistol in his hand and a saber on his waist. He looked like a junior officer.
The team leader raised his fist, signaling everyone to be on alert.
He tilted his head slightly and whispered, "At two o'clock, six devils."
"Listen carefully, you can only fire when I tell you to, do you understand?" The team leader turned and whispered to Wei Laoba beside him.
"Okay, just watch." Wei Laoba, who had fired five rounds in training before coming here and had just fired another, was now full of confidence. "Within 200 meters, I'll shoot wherever you point."
In fact, this new gun developed by the First Firearms Institute has a barrel length of 1.2 meters and 24 rifling grooves engraved on the barrel wall. When equipped with a white light sight, it has an effective range of 1.3 kilometers when using anti-personnel grenades. Even when using armor-piercing rounds, the effective range is 400 meters.
However, to be on the safe side, Wei Lao Ba reported a much smaller distance.
Soon, several Japanese soldiers came up.
Since Hanayama Yuta and the other man disappeared inexplicably, the Japanese soldiers who came to search for them had no idea of the situation. They could only hold their weapons and search and check the telephone lines aimlessly, and did not find the combat team hiding nearby at all.
As the enemy approached, the team leader observed that they were moving in a single file, slowly crossing between two huge craters.
The team leader immediately realized that this position was an opportunity that came right to them.
He patted Wei Laoba on the back, and the latter understood and pulled the trigger of the recoilless rifle.
"Bang!" After a slightly dull sound, an anti-personnel grenade filled with 850 small steel balls and nitro high-energy explosives flew out from the muzzle of the recoilless gun, spinning towards the Japanese who were gathering in a group.
"boom!"
Less than a second later, the projectile touched the ground, the collision fuse was triggered, and the rapidly ejected steel balls ravaged everything around.
The sound of the artillery was an order, and the rest of the combat team immediately opened fire.
The team leader pointed the crosshairs in the scope firmly at the chest of the Japanese officer who was covering his face, and decisively pulled the trigger. Immediately, a flower of blood appeared on the other party's chest, and his body tilted and fell into the large crater next to him.
The submachine guns and carbines in the hands of the other team members were also not to be trifled with. The sounds of shooting intertwined, and bullets poured down like a rainstorm.
After a round of ping-pong, the six Japanese devils were wiped out on the spot without even a chance to resist.
"go!"
The team leader's order was as loud as thunder, and this short word contained endless decisiveness and calmness.
He knew that he could no longer stay where he was and had to move immediately and disappear quickly.
The rest of the people immediately packed up their equipment, and Wei Laoba picked up the 18kg recoilless gun. The five-person team quickly moved and disappeared silently in the jungle in the rain, continuing to look for the next fighter plane.