Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 44: Bazooka's First Appearance

"Bakayalu, what kind of work is this?"

Captain Kato was so shocked by this sudden attack that he almost dared not close his eyes and shouted:
"The Chinese have anti-tank guns, so work carefully!"

After shouting, he realized that he had made an unforgivable mistake. He underestimated the enemy. This was clearly a probing attack by the Chinese. With only 20 or 30 people, he had exposed his most important firepower.
He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green, but unfortunately there was no medicine for regret in the world. His face looked as ugly as if he had lost his parents, while Liao Jianping was as happy as if he had attended Kato's funeral, because he saw that another bazooka group had also blown away the bunker on the right wing!

This was a double blessing. Kato's parents were dead, so he naturally cheered loudly:
"Damn it, well done!"

Captain Kato's face turned pale, and a shadow cast a shadow over his mind. He began to doubt for no reason whether he could hold the Baji Bridge position.

The two turtle shells that he had placed high hopes on were smashed by the Chinese, and now they only have the main front position left.

The organization of the Navy Special Marine Corps is different from that of the Army. They use the battalion as the basic combat unit, which only has three squadrons and an infantry artillery squad, with a total number of about 600 people.
The squadron level is the same as the army, with three infantry squads under its jurisdiction. The battalion headquarters reinforced them with four Type 3 heavy machine guns, but no artillery, only a few grenade launchers that could be used as light mortars.

Now they have lost two heavy machine guns and four light machine guns at once, which is equivalent to destroying nearly half of their heavy firepower. They are not equipped with radios and cannot call for naval artillery support. Now they can only rely on themselves.

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

When the first platoon launched an attack on the Baji Bridge again, Captain Kato only ordered the riflemen to fire at them. The two heavy machine guns hidden in the front were not exposed. He was afraid that the Chinese anti-tank guns would blow up their machine guns again.

Liao Jianping was naturally not confident enough to capture the Baji Bridge with only two squads, so he blew the horn and asked them to retreat;

After pulling out the "thorns" of the hedgehog formation, he prepared to launch a strong attack and deployed two platoons at once. Any more troops would just be sending heads to the Japanese.

The biggest obstacle now is the barricade fortifications blocking the middle of the railway bridge, and we need two flying thunder cannons to deal with them.

“No conscience cannon?
Lao Yue, you are the only one who can think of this sinister name. I have never seen the effect of using it to blast the Japanese!"

Ever since following Yue Qianli, Liao Jianping found that he was becoming more and more vicious, but when he thought that those who died were the Japanese devils, he couldn't help but feel happy. It would be good if all the Japanese devils were dead.

"Kill the chicken and give it to me!"

Captain Kato saw that the Chinese had deployed nearly a hundred people at once, pressing forward densely, putting tremendous pressure on him;

These Chinese people are so weird. They don't attack by yelling like others, but line up in a strict formation and press towards them silently.

At first glance, there was nothing special, but after a closer look, he broke out in a cold sweat. These attacking troops were all in groups of three, and the three groups formed a large triangle, like countless arrows piercing the position of Kato's battalion;
He dared not delay any longer and ordered all light and heavy firepower to open fire, and only then was he able to suppress the offensive.

The attacking troops also fired rows of bullets at them, and their shooting accuracy even surpassed theirs. As the attacking troops' skirmish line advanced, the defensive pressure on Kato's battalion increased sharply, and casualties on both sides also rose sharply.

What shocked Captain Kato was that despite their absolute advantage in terrain and firepower, their casualties were greater than those of the attacking side.

"Bakayalu, what kind of army is this?"

The deputy squadron leader seemed to have some knowledge. When Captain Kato asked, he answered:
"Kato-kun, this is the Chinese's German-equipped adjustment division. You've been staying in the Sasebo military port before, so you don't know much about them. This is the Chinese's most elite guard army, similar to the Imperial Guard Division." "What? Are they the German-equipped divisions? I've heard of them before, but they're not as powerful as you say."

Deputy Squadron Leader Kitajima Jiro snorted coldly and said:

"Don't take the Imperial Propaganda Department's words too seriously. In the First Battle of Songhu, the Chinese German-equipped Adjusted Division was able to fight against elite troops like the Ninth Division without losing."

Captain Kato took a deep breath. Although the navy always looked down on the army, they were aware of the combat capability of the 9th Division. It was at least not weaker than their Marine Corps.

(The 9th Division said it had received the greatest insult from the Navy Baka!)
"Soo De Si Nai!
I have to admit that they are rare elites, but this will only inspire the fighting spirit of the warriors. Kato's team is fighting against the elites!"

To boost morale, Captain Kato puts on a show of force;
He seemed to have forgotten a Chinese saying: Don't show off, or you'll be struck by lightning!

"Boom! Boom!"

China's thunder god really couldn't stand it anymore, and sent down two "thunderbolts" directly on their heads, one of which landed squarely on the barricade fortifications.

With a huge explosion, the Japanese soldiers on the barricade were blown to pieces, and even the heavy machine guns were thrown into the sky;
Kato felt a dull pain in his heart even though he was hundreds of meters away. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, which gushed out directly...

Half of him was shocked, the other half was angry, and he was so furious that he seemed to have seen Aunt Amaterasu waving at them.

"Baga, heavy artillery? The Chinese have heavy artillery!"

This time, the knowledgeable Lieutenant Kitajima had no way to give him an answer, and could only stammer:
"I heard that China has just introduced a regiment of 32-caliber 150mm heavy howitzers from Germany. This is a strategic-level weapon. They should not use it against a squadron of the Imperial Army—"

What is this? Lieutenant Bei Dao stopped talking abruptly, because it was no longer important. The front position of the Eight-Character Bridge had been destroyed and they were in danger!
"Hurry up, push the reserve team up, quickly!"

Captain Kato, who had vomited a mouthful of blood, finally regained his intelligence and immediately ordered Lieutenant Kitajima to send the third squadron as a reserve to reinforce. He then summoned a dozen people from the squadron to reinforce.

Although their combat power is negligible, even a mosquito leg still counts in times of crisis, let alone a dozen or so Japanese devils.

Captain Kato rushed to the front holding his ancestral command sword high. Unlike the poor army, most of the Japanese naval officers were aristocrats, and at the very least were descendants of samurai.

Captain Kato is a descendant of a samurai. The sword in his hand has been passed down for dozens of generations. It seems that the inheritance will be broken with him...

"Kill! I've got my eyes on that command knife!"

Li Jiaxun was indeed sharp-eyed. He was leading a row of officers and soldiers in the front and saw Captain Kato from a distance. The main reason was that Captain Kato was too showy. He even inlaid gems on the hilt of his sword, fearing that others would not see it.

Li Jiaxun fired a volley of bullets at Captain Kato with the MP28 submachine gun in his hand. Even though they were dozens of meters away, the gun was still fast. Captain Kato fell to the ground unwillingly, still holding his precious sword tightly in his hand.

(End of this chapter)