Chapter 42 Tragic
Everyone in the woods was stunned. They really couldn't understand why their own tanks started attacking their own people.
"Fuck!" The only one who reacted was Li Fushun.
But what could Li Fushun do? He watched as the tank's turret moved, the heavy machine guns fired non-stop, and Northeast Army soldiers continued to fall to the ground under the heavy machine gun fire.
Even when the bullet hit the head, they could see the faint blood mist!
Using the heavy machine guns on tanks to attack the rushing infantry in an open area would be a massacre and crushing.
Although the officers and soldiers on the open ground were running continuously, no matter how fast they ran, they could not outrun the bullets of the heavy machine guns!
In an instant, hundreds of Northeast Army officers and soldiers were lying on the ground. No one could tell whether they were killed by heavy machine guns or fell down on their own.
"If you can't run away, don't run anymore. Go back to the top of the mountain!" Shang Zhen also spoke.
Even Li Fushun couldn't understand why his own tank turned against the enemy, and Shang Zhen was even more confused, but the reality had already happened, so he had to find a way.
In Shang Zhen's opinion, at least their people ran to the hill in front, and the rebellious tanks could do nothing to them.
But then Shang Zhen discovered why those people did not run up the hill, because at the foot of the mountain on one side, there were Japanese soldiers.
The Northeast Army's clothes were all gray, while the Japanese Army's clothes were khaki. The Japanese soldiers were short, wearing steel helmets and holding long Type 38 rifles, which was obviously different from the Northeast Army.
The Japanese infantry appeared behind them. Needless to say, if the officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army ran back to the hill, it would be a matter of time before they were wiped out.
"Give me the machine gun! Everyone scatter!" Li Fushun was anxious.
He didn't shoot at first because he knew it would be useless even if they did.
The tanks of the Northeast Army are even thicker than those of the Japanese Army. Their bullets hitting them are like tickling, totally useless!
On the contrary, once they are exposed, they will be shot by heavy machine guns. The trees in this forest can be broken by the bullets from heavy machine guns!
Veterans have their own dignity. Li Fushun watched the tanks attack the infantry without knowing what to do. However, no matter how hard-hearted he was, he could not tolerate the Japanese infantry joining in the massacre of his own officers and soldiers.
As soon as they heard Li Fushun's order, the people in their row dispersed.
Shang Zhen beside him hesitated for a moment and also moved to the side.
Fighting is not a joke. The goal is to defeat the enemy and escape.
If they were still gathered together, and one of them fired a shot and was discovered by the Japanese tanks, the tanks would be able to kill them all!
When Li Fushun set up his machine gun and was about to fire, he suddenly saw two people jump up in front of the moving tank and point their submachine guns at the tank.
Amidst the quick and brief "ta-ta" sounds, even Li Fushun, who was far away, could see that sparks were flying from the tank!
What were they trying to do? Committing suicide? Li Fushun was puzzled.
He was confused, but the enemy on the tank was not confused. He saw the heavy machine gun on the tank just turn around, and in a series of "dong dong dong" shots, the two soldiers were immediately shot into two balls of blood!
At this moment, Li Fushun felt as if his heart was bleeding.
The only ones in their battalion who could use the machine gun were veterans, except for one that Shang Zhen had snatched back from the puppet army.
Although Li Fushun did not see clearly who fired at the tank, he knew that he must know the two people who had just been shot into a bloody mist!
Li Fushun gritted his teeth and was about to shoot at the Japanese soldiers who were chasing him when an unexpected situation occurred again. He saw two people suddenly jump up next to the Japanese tank.
The two men jumped onto the tank, one on the left and one on the right, and at the same time held up the bundled grenades in their hands.
That was - Li Fushun identified it and suddenly realized that the two people were actually their company commander Hu Biao and third platoon leader Feng Zhantian!
Li Fushun didn't have time to think about where Hu Biao and Feng Zhantian got the cluster grenades. He thought they must have been brought down by the company guarding the hill.
However, Feng Zhantian had just rushed onto the tank when he fell off.
Feng Zhantian was finished, Li Fushun knew that Feng Zhantian must have been shot.
At this time, Hu Biao, who also rushed onto the tank, had already opened the cover on the turret with one hand. Li Fushun saw Hu Biao from a distance and raised the speed grenade in his hand.
At this time, Hu Biao's body paused, probably because he was shot, but the bundle of cluster grenades in his hand had disappeared, probably fell into the gun turret.
Next, Hu Biao lay his body on the gun tower, and then plunged into the gun tower!
Then there was a muffled sound and a puff of white smoke came out from the cover of the gun tower.
Company commander Hu Biao was also finished, Li Fushun knew it.
The tank, which had rebelled for some unknown reason, finally broke down, but the Japanese army rushed up from behind.
"Fight!" Li Fushun shouted, and the light machine gun in his hand started to fire.
As soon as he fired the gun, gunshots rang out beside him at the same time.
Not only did the people in their platoon start shooting, but the people in the platoon that came from the other side of the woods also arrived.
The tank could no longer move, but the problem was that the Japanese army had also rushed up, and in the middle of the exchange of fire between the two sides, more than 20 Northeast Army soldiers were desperately running towards the woods.
From the time that the tank started firing at the officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army until Hu Biao sacrificed himself to blow up the tank, more than a hundred officers and soldiers who retreated from the hill are now only about twenty people left!
But not these twenty or so people survived in the end, because the Japanese soldiers behind them also started shooting.
The naked eye couldn't see the bullets, but smoke was constantly emitting from the muzzles. How many bullets were flying in the air? This world was so dangerous!
People from both the enemy and our side were shot and fell to the ground, and at this time Li Fushun's machine gun became the target of the Japanese army's main attack.
"Give me the magazine!" Li Fushun shouted, but at the same time a soldier who was handing him the magazine was shot and fell down.
Another soldier crawled over and handed over the magazine. When Li Fushun replaced the magazine and put it to his shoulder to shoot again, he saw four figures approaching the woods.
Li Fushun felt sad. With the strength of a company plus the dozen people led by Hu Biao, there were only four people left now?
"Bang, bang, bang", Li Fushun fired another short burst of shots, and finally the four figures appeared in the woods, but at the moment they entered the woods, two of the four people fell down again!
Even during the Central Plains War, Li Fushun had never fought such a brutal battle.
But at this time he didn't notice that behind a small mound about a hundred meters away, a Japanese soldier had set up a grenade launcher.
There was a slight "hiss" sound, and almost at the same time, a grenade exploded in front of Li Fushun.
To be honest, even the explosions of the mortar shells used by the Japanese army were not very loud. As for the explosions of the grenades fired by the grenade launchers, the sound was much smaller.
But it was a bomb after all. Li Fushun fell to the ground amid the explosion, and his machine gun never fired again.
"Third brother!" When Shang Zhen crawled to Li Fushun and turned Li Fushun over, he saw blood flowing from Li Fushun's chest and head.
Li Fushun only said three words: "Live on." Then his eyes became blank.
His pupils dilated, and the blue sky with smoke became empty in his eyes.