Chapter 7: The Fierce Battle of North Camp

  "Boom!"

  Shells whizzed down from the sky, instantly lifting the mud on the ground. The air wave was like an unstoppable wall, pressing over with a mountain-like force, making it hard to breathe! Mud mixed with blood and shell fragments fell pattering from above, wetting Duan Ying and Cheng Tianlei's uniforms!

  This was the last round of artillery fire from the devils, and it seemed especially fierce. When this round of artillery fire stopped, the infantry charge would begin!

  That's when the fierce battle officially begins!

  The sound of the shell explosion suddenly disappeared, as if it had never happened, but the large pits all over the ground and the chaotic camp clearly told people that this place had been baptized by shells.

  Suddenly freed from the continuous explosions, people felt a bit unadapted, shaking their heads buzzing from the shock of the shells, peeking out from behind cover to look outside!

  Less than a minute and a half after the bombardment had stopped, the sound of noisy footsteps came from afar, with occasional rifle butts hitting the ground, advancing in this direction!

  Duan raised his arm and let out a loud shout, then pounced behind the first bunker. His eyes were fixed intently on the outside of the camp gate, where a spotlight had illuminated a bright area. Not to mention the Japanese devils passing by, even if a rabbit ran through there, it would be seen clearly.

  Time passed minute by minute, second by second. People waited anxiously. Although only a few minutes had passed, it felt like several years to them, as if they had experienced the feeling of living through a long and tedious year.

  At last, a figure flashed in the darkness, and the Japanese devils' characteristic yellow military uniform appeared in people's sight, making everyone's heart tense up suddenly!

  "This little devil is indeed well-trained and not easy to deal with!" Duan Ying swept a glance, and felt that the combat power of the Japanese devils was not weak!

  Although the Japanese devils who charged forward were all fierce and powerful, in reality they were very cautious, their movements completely following the infantry drill manual they had trained with from the beginning. Several Japanese soldiers coordinated with each other, their movements smooth and well-practiced, their coordination extremely tacit.

  The Japanese Kwantung Army is the elite of the Japanese army, and its combat effectiveness is also among the best in Japan. The Seventh Brigade, although the ace unit of the Northeastern Army, is slightly inferior to the Kwantung Army in terms of combat effectiveness!

  A dozen or so Japanese soldiers, armed with Type 96 machine guns, rushed to the camp gate and set up their weapons behind several low earth walls about 400-500 meters away. The deputy gunner hastily opened the funnel on top of the gun and loaded the bullets, while the main gunner pulled the bolt, chambered a round, and rested the gun against his cheek, ready to fire.

  "Fire!"

  At the shout of a Japanese army commander, seven or eight light machine guns spewed out fire snakes together, and bullets drew arc lights in the night sky, flying towards the gate of Beida Camp.

  "Long live the Emperor, long-lasting military fortune, charge!" The Japanese soldiers who had been lying on the ground got up one after another, shouting and rushing forward with their Type 38 rifles firing continuously.

  There were three layers of fortifications at the entrance of Beida Camp, arranged in order from low to high, forming a three-layer firepower network. At this time, light and heavy machine guns and rifles fired together, forming a death zone more than 100 meters outside the camp gate. All Japanese soldiers who tried to rush past were knocked to the ground.

  The bodies of the Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the open space outside the camp gate, shining with a pale white color under the searchlights. Those who were not dead yet lay on the ground in agony, trying to drag themselves to a safer place, hoping to survive.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Cheng Tianlei held a Czech-style light machine gun in his arms, the muzzle constantly changing position, knocking down one by one the Japanese devils who tried to break through. He had already killed with bloodshot eyes, shooting and shouting at the same time, his voice even covering up the sound of the enemy's machine guns.

  Bullets whizzed past him, but he didn't care at all, still laughing loudly and firing wildly until Duan Yingyi pressed him against the cover, "Be careful, the devils' grenade launcher!"

  "Boom, boom" sounds echoed, the unique muffled sound of the devils' grenade launchers sounded behind the devils' charging troops. Immediately after, a sharp whistling sound like a whistle was heard, shell after shell flew in with a howl, instantly covering the camp entrance's position.

  A massive amount of smoke and dust rose, shrouding the Northeast Army's position in an instant. The intermittent gunfire and explosions wrapped around the flying bullets, wreaking havoc in the air. Non-stop, soldiers were hit by bullets and fell to the ground!

  The devils took advantage of the opportunity to crawl up from the ground and quietly move forward, each one bending their waist to lower their body as much as possible, running even faster than mice!

  Crawling out from behind the bunker, shaking off the mud on his head, Duan Ying pushed Cheng Tianlei beside him and shouted, "Cheng Big Madman, get up quickly, the devils are coming!"

  "Lao Duan, what's the hurry? They're still far away, no need to rush!" Cheng Tianlei slowly got up from the ground, brushing off the dirt on his body, and shouted at the soldiers beside him, "All of you, get a grip! Wait until the devils are within 50 meters before firing. The bullets in your hands were exchanged for food by the common people, so conserve them!"

  The warriors responded in unison, then placed their guns on the bunker and waited quietly!

  The devils were extremely cautious, each one lowering their heads, using the terrain to advance in a winding manner, slowly approaching the camp entrance. Behind them, those few light machine guns were firing incessantly, while the two newly arrived 92-style heavy machine guns brought immense trouble to Duan Ying and Cheng Tianlei!

  The Type 92 machine gun was one of the standard heavy firepower output weapons of the Imperial Japanese Army, with characteristics such as high accuracy and small muzzle flash, but also had some other disadvantages.

  Four soldiers of the Japanese army carried the Type 92 heavy machine gun from behind, found a relatively flat place, opened the tripod of the heavy machine gun, adjusted the shooting direction and pointed it at the gate of Beidaying Barracks.

  With a clunk, a belt of yellow-tipped bullets was loaded into the heavy machine gun. The primary shooter then grasped the cruciform grip with both hands and locked onto the Northeastern Army's machine gun position behind the gatehouse through the optical sight.

  Duan Ying's battalion originally had two heavy machine guns and twelve light machine guns, while Cheng Tianlei's special operations battalion had twenty-four light machine guns. As a result, they were all deployed at the northern gate of the university, greatly strengthening its firepower and causing significant casualties to the Japanese army!

  "Rat-a-tat-tat!" The 92-style heavy machine gun made its unique woodpecker sound, the bullet tray quickly slid across the machine gun, and one by one, bright white bullets whizzed out of the muzzle, flying towards the Northeast Army's position like a storm!

  The sandbags used as cover were flying with dust, the bullets had shot the bags into a thousand holes, and the gunners behind the two heavy machine guns were spraying fresh blood out of their bodies, and they fell forward onto the machine guns motionless.

  The two Type 92 heavy machine guns of the devils' children were very fierce, and for a moment they suppressed the Northeast Army's machine gun positions, greatly reducing the pressure on the Japanese soldiers who were charging forward. They jumped up from the ground, shouting and rushing towards the Northeast Army's position.

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