Super Dictator

One hundred fifty meters, one hundred and twenty meters, the Japanese were constantly approaching. The soldiers hiding in independent houses on both sides of the road held their breath, their fingers on the triggers, and their eyes stared at the Japanese without blinking.

They all pricked up their ears, waiting for the sound of attacking gunfire.

The Japanese cavalry only saw the pretty girls in the town. They didn't even look at the houses at the entrance of the town, let alone the small wall holes and the dark muzzles of the guns in the wall holes.

"Shoot!" Wei Jichen waited until the Japanese were about eighty meters away and could clearly see the lewd smile on the Japanese's face in front of him. Then he shouted and took the lead in pulling the trigger.

A bang of gunfire sounded the prelude to the song of death.

The God of Death seemed to have been awakened from a sweet dream by someone, and he vented his anger uncontrollably.

Bang bang bang,

Da da da…

Countless bullets were shot from the gun holes in the house, heading towards the Japanese cavalry.

In just two minutes, the Japanese went from being ecstatic to being frightened now.

The people fell on their backs, the horses whined, and the Japanese in front were shot and fell down one after another. They didn't know what happened until they were about to die.

Tamura's horse raised its front hooves and almost threw him off.

"The enemy is attacking. The Chinese have set up an ambush here. Whose army is it?" Tamura saw the soldiers falling around him and couldn't help but hide his head deep in the horse's neck.

"Retreat, retreat." Tamura was not a mediocre general. As soon as the Chinese army's gunfire rang out, he found that his army was in an open area, as if he was standing outside for target practice.

There are only two options at this time, one is to rush into the town as soon as possible, the other is to retreat first and then make plans. Rushing into the town is obviously unrealistic, not to mention that there is still such a long distance, even if you rush into the town, There is no guarantee that the Chinese people are also prepared inside.

Therefore, he had to order the army to retreat to the rear.

On the high ground, the cannons had long removed the cover that had been covered up before. Wang Shizhen stood behind with a cold face, looking at the panicked Japanese cavalry below in the distance, preparing to retreat behind.

"Fire." Wang Shizhen gave the order with an expressionless face. Because it was an ambush, the angle of the previous cannon had been adjusted long ago, and now only shooting was left.

The eight mountain-splitting cannons immediately let out bursts of roars.

Boom, boom.

The Japanese who were about to retreat suddenly found that there was a violent explosion behind them. A dozen Japanese cavalry in the rear had no time to react and were bombarded into the sky.

Limbs and blood were blown everywhere on the battlefield.

The smell of fried human flesh kept irritating the Japanese nostrils, making them even more panicked.

There was shooting in front and shelling in the back.

Where should I escape? Countless Japanese people were thinking about this problem before the war.

At this time, on the battlefield, the sound of guns and cannons was like white thunder, and thousands of lions roared, deafening. Hundreds of clouds floated over Mayang Town, which were the shrapnel shells that exploded in the air, and the haze floated deep in the willows, which was the remaining smoke after the cannon was fired.

Projectiles were flying like rain, and gunpowder smoke filled the sky. The Japanese were completely blinded for a while. They were only cavalry troops and should not have acted alone.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with being used as a pursuer, but Tamura is too arrogant. He neither detects the enemy's situation nor communicates with the troops behind him. Instead, he arrogantly thinks that he can beat the Chinese army to pieces.

"Attack, attack!" Tamura couldn't help shouting at the top of his lungs when he saw the Chinese army pouring artillery shells towards the rear as if they were free of charge.

If he retreated, not only would he not be able to kill a single enemy soldier, but he would also suffer heavy casualties. He did not believe that the Chinese army could be as brave as the warriors of the Japanese Empire. Therefore, he made a prompt decision and decided to rely on the heavy casualties to fight. Approach the Chinese battle fortress and then start a life-and-death fight. Only in this way will there be a glimmer of hope.

When the Japanese soldiers heard Tamura's cry, they couldn't help but change their retreat into advance, and charged forward without any fear of death.

Open areas, although not easy to hide, are also conducive to charging.

Under the leadership of Tamura, all the Japanese who were able to move came frantically towards the independent house.

When Wei Jichen in the room saw it, he was not surprised but overjoyed. He took a step back and shouted: "Huzi, give me the machine gun and light the fuel in front."

It's time to harvest merit points, Wei Jichen said with a sneer in his heart.

After Huzi buckled hard for a few times, he got out of the way and hurriedly went down to give the order.

At this time, the battlefield was filled with smoke, and Wei Jichen was hiding behind the wall, which affected his sight even more. Therefore, it was better to shoot with a machine gun than to snipe.

Da da da,

After the sound of the machine gun stopped for a moment, it spewed out more tongues of flame.

Wei Jichen's skills were much higher than Hu Zi's.

He calculated the relationship between the distance and angle of the bullet's landing, and swept a machine gun back and forth.

Countless Japanese screamed and fell from their horses. What was horrifying was that the lower half of their bodies were still sitting on the horses, and only their upper bodies fell. The Japanese were actually divided into two parts by machine gun fire.

Such bloody scenes constantly stimulated the charging Japanese, making them so frightened that they consciously shifted the position of the machine gun fire.

Unfortunately, Wei Jichen seemed to be able to guess what they were thinking. He had already given orders to dig several machine gun ports on the wall so that he could shoot at the outside from different angles.

Therefore, after firing at one machine gun for a few minutes, Wei Jichen raised his hand, and the two soldiers loading the magazine wrapped the wet clothes around the gun body. The two of them lifted the machine gun to another muzzle. .

After several rounds of firing, the Maxin heavy machine gun had turned red, and when wet clothes got on it, a burst of white mist actually rose up.

"Change the barrel." Wei Jichen said without hesitation.

The two sergeants ignored the scorching barrel and did not pause for a moment. After hearing Wei Jichen's order, they skillfully replaced the red barrel with a new one.

They have practiced this movement hundreds of times, so they are so smooth.

Tamura saw that his cavalry team was only a dozen meters away from the independent house, and the enemy's heavy machine gun was already mute. Tamura, who was familiar with firearms, felt happy in his heart, seeing that the enemy's heavy machine gun was overwhelmed and finally damaged.

"Warriors of the Empire, for the sake of the Empire of Japan, charge forward. The enemy's heavy weapons have become ineffective." Tamura raised his command sword and shouted loudly.

However, even this short distance of more than ten meters will become an unreachable goal.

boom…

A wall of fire suddenly shot into the sky in front of him.

The entire independent house was separated from the attacking Japanese. What frightened the Japanese even more was that some cavalrymen rushed into the fire without stopping in time.

Needless to say, my whole body must have been on fire.

The miserable screams pierced the sky. The Japanese who were on fire fell from their horses and rolled around on the ground. Soon the screams stopped, leaving only twisted and charred corpses.

It turned out that Wei Jichen had people dig a shallow ditch in front of each independent house.

Then fill the trench with flammable dead grass leaves, and finally pour tung oil and other substances on it.

Once the Japanese approached the independent house, the soldiers would set it on fire and put on a good show of burning the Japanese.

Although the thick smoke obscured the sight of the sergeants in the independent house, they did not need to look carefully at all. Instead, they stretched their guns out of the shooting port and fired with bang bang.

The bullets rained down and always hit the Japanese.

This is how Staff Officer Ishida died inexplicably. He lay on his horse and kept coughing, thinking whether he should advise Murata or retreat. Although retreating would also cause heavy losses, at least he would still be able to escape. people.

If they continue to attack like this, they will only suffer heavy casualties.

Just when Ishida was about to express his thoughts, the smoke was thick and he couldn't tell what was happening. Suddenly, a bullet flew through and hit Lieutenant Ishida's throat. Ishida fell down silently and became one of the many corpses. .

Da da da…

After changing the barrel of the gun, Wei Jichen showed off his power again. This time the distance was closer and the power of the machine gun was even greater.

The Japanese were shot one after another, leaving a bloody mess.

This time, without the need for orders from Major Murata, the Japanese cavalry fled towards the rear with frightened faces.

The captain, Major Murata, was shot in the left leg and fell to the ground. Looking at the dead and wounded soldiers on the ground, Murata looked in a daze, his eyes were distracted, and he muttered to himself without knowing what he was talking about.

"Adjust the angle and advance towards the entrance of the village." Wang Shizhen had already issued this order when the Japanese refused to retreat but advanced, but now he issued it again.

Rumbling, there was another round of bombing, and there were not many Japanese who could stand up on the battlefield.

Most of the war horses fell to the ground in mourning, and some horses that had lost their owners were kicking the ground alone on the battlefield, galloping in unknown directions.

"Quickly ask Wang Shizhen to stop the bombardment." When Wei Jichen heard the sound of cannons outside, his face darkened and he immediately gave the order.

Damn it, you don't know how precious artillery shells are. You Wang Shizhen only shoots and cannons, and I, Wei Jichen, have to help you pay the bill.

After the battle till now, there are still a few Japanese alive. Do we need to use cannons to deal with them?

Woohoo!

After the sound of artillery stopped, the horn of attack sounded, and countless Chinese soldiers rushed out from independent houses and shouted from the direction of the town entrance and rushed to the battlefield.

A burst of sporadic gunfire rang out. It was the Chinese army giving a shot to the seriously injured Japanese who survived. It was better than letting them scream on the battlefield.

When Wei Jichen stepped onto the battlefield, Xiao Qing had walked through the entire town. He was filled with sights, especially the bombed intersection leading out of the town. It was like the uneven surface of the moon. There were everywhere. Around the large crater left after the bombing, you can still see some fragments of minced meat.

The most terrifying thing is the Japanese corpses around the independent house. They obviously experienced all kinds of pain before dying, and their death was miserable.

Each charred corpse was twisted, and none of them had the same posture.

Nie Cairong, who was walking next to Wei Jichen, smelled the smell of roasted meat and looked at the strange corpses. Finally, he could no longer suppress the churning in his stomach and vomited it out.

Wei Jichen walked up behind her, patted her back gently, and asked softly: "How is it? Do you still want to go to the battlefield now?"

Nie Cairong's eyes were confused for a while, then became firm, and said without hesitation: "A real man should make great contributions."

Wei Jichen raised a smile, slapped Nie Cairong's butt, and said, "Yes, you are a real man."

Nie Cairong's important parts were attacked, and his whole body was like a lightning strike. His whole body became stiff, his white teeth bit his soft lower lip, his pretty face turned red, and his heart felt like a deer.

"You," Nie Cairong raised his head and saw that Wei Jichen had already walked away.

Did Brother Wei do it unintentionally or on purpose?

Nie Cairong bit his lip and thought in his heart.

Wei Jichen sniffed his fingertips gently, and there was still a faint fragrance. Unexpectedly, he was not young, but he was very flexible.

"Sir, the captain of the Japanese cavalry brigade wants to see you." Cheng Bushi said to Wei Jichen respectfully.

After this ambush battle, he finally gave up on Wei Jichen and resigned himself to being a coward.

Although this battle was a bit opportunistic, it was won so happily that our own soldiers hardly suffered any losses. Except for those unlucky ones who were hit by stray bullets from the shooter's mouth, there were some losses when they finally came out to deal with the remnants of the enemy.

And none of the Japanese escaped, maybe, but not more than double digits, Cheng Bushi thought in his heart.

"Oh, he's still alive?" Wei Jichen couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the vitality of a little devil general Xiaoqiang.

"He can't save his left leg." Cheng Bushi said as he walked.

Not long after, Wei Jichen led Cheng Bushi, Nie Cairong and others to the place where the prisoners were temporarily held.

This is just a slightly cleaner open space without blood-soaked soil on the ground.

"Are you the Japanese commander, Major Murata?" Wei Jichen saw a Japanese with hollow eyes and his left leg still bleeding.

After hearing Wei Jichen's question, the Japanese man's eyes became angry.

"I am Major Tamura, captain of the 3rd Cavalry Brigade of the 5th Brigade of the 3rd Division. Are you Mr. Wei?" Murata was shocked by Wei Jichen's youth.

"If the Wei Jun you are referring to is Wei Jichen, then I am right. What else do you have to say?" Wei Jichen asked lightly. He was not leisurely to waste time insulting his defeated generals.

Murata shook his head and said, "I just want to see the true face of the person who defeated me, Murata. Are those women and the panic in the town all your plan?"

Wei Jichen curled his lips and said, "The panic in the town is real. I asked someone to pretend to be the woman. Someone, please pull him down and treat him. Whether he survives or not depends on his own life."

It's not that Wei Jichen suddenly felt compassionate. He just felt that he had a bad affinity with the Japanese with "田" in their names. Why are the Japanese with "田" in their names all the ones I captured?

"Master Wei, you have settled the battle!" Ma Jinxu hurried over with his soldiers.

He originally wanted to come to see if Wei Jichen needed support, but he didn't expect that when he arrived, he found that people had already started cleaning the battlefield.

"Master Ma, I suddenly discovered that you have great potential to be a police officer!" Wei Jichen joked with a smile.

"Police? What?" Ma Jinxu asked, somewhat confused.

Looking at the blank and unaware faces around him, Wei Jichen felt a little unmotivated.

Did he have to explain to this group of people that the police were the ones who always arrived late?