It is a fact that the Eighth Route Army has little ammunition. Even after two waves, it has captured a lot of ammunition and still lacks ammunition, because the security troops do not have much ammunition, which is far worse than the Japanese.
Even if the Eighth Route Army charges, they try to use bayonets to kill their targets.
Except for the commandos in the front row, those behind rarely fired. They couldn't aim and shoot in the dark. For the soldiers, they were reluctant to waste even a bullet.
A security army battalion commander responsible for observing the west side felt that the situation was not good. Loud shouts of killing came from the east side, and the west side he was defending was defeated.
The key is that Tubal Road actually got chemical bombs. It's not like he has never smelled this smell before. The smell will be unforgettable for half a month.
He immediately yelled at the security forces lying next to him: "Hurry up and inform the regiment leader that we can't hold the west side anymore!"
When the correspondent ran away, he immediately shouted into the wilderness: "Brothers, get out of here!"
As for whether he received the order, the regiment leader didn't say that he would defend here anyway. He just said that he would ambush the Eighth Route Army. Now that the ambush failed, he was tricked by the Eighth Route Army again.
I carefully recalled the orders issued by the regiment and made sure that they didn't say to stick to it, so what are you waiting for?
What could be more important than saving one's life?
In the dark night dozens of meters away, a black shadow suddenly stood up and fled northward at high speed.
For a moment there was a rush of footsteps.
A dozen smoking grenades were thrown over from the Eighth Route Army position. The injured simply shouted at the top of their lungs with a tearful voice: "Master Eight, let's surrender, don't shoot."
A platoon leader who was loyal to the security forces raised his gun and prepared to kill this coward. He was still cursing: "I'll kill you, you spineless family..."
Before he could finish his words, the tip of a bayonet appeared from his chest, and the gun bolt was pulled down but he had no strength to push it back into place.
"Damn it, if you want to die, don't drag us with you. If we surrender anyway, the Eighth Route Army will send us two oceans..." A wounded soldier muttered viciously.
When the special agent platoon charged, the security forces took the initiative to eliminate the idiots who planned to use illegal weapons. There was no longer any danger in the formation!
When Wang Liujin got into the gunpowder smoke, with his bayonet pointed and ready to comfortably enjoy the wonderful atmosphere of the battlefield, a trace of tear gas got into his nasal cavity.
The soldiers of the special agent platoon who were the first to rush into the smoke did not feel anything at first. The tear gas mixed in the smoke was not completely blown away by the grenade explosion. They coughed twice and continued to move forward. After taking two more puffs, they finally realized something was wrong. , why are the tears pouring out? Snot also flowed out?
It was exactly the same as the reaction of the security forces who were initially attacked.
The secret service platoon also had one head and two legs, and was not necessarily better than the security forces. They hurriedly retreated backwards with strange screams.
Prisoner? Anyway, there it is, I’ll catch it later!
The commander of the West Road Battalion ran away, and the entire defense line of a regiment of the security army collapsed immediately.
Except for those who were injured and couldn't run, everyone who could move ran away. They ran resolutely and without hesitation.
Except for the remaining wounded soldiers who were dumbfounded and eager to wait for the Eighth Route Army to come and capture the prisoners, the entire West Road soon became deserted.
But no one paid any attention to it.
First, he simply shouted a few times to the wounded soldiers: "Hand over the gun and don't kill"... "Stay where you are and don't move"... "Whoever moves will be killed"...
It was not until a while later that Tuba Road bypassed the smoke and inspected the prisoners who were particularly self-conscious. After asking a few simple questions, they began to assemble and gradually surrounded the security army village.
The security forces, fully equipped with guns and ammunition, were left in a mess on the battlefield.
Until some people dressed in ordinary people's clothing rushed forward. These poor and panicked militiamen didn't care that there were so many. They would deal with one of ten or eight, first handing over their guns, then searching their bodies, and finally stripping off their clothes...
The security forces in the village were still passing out orders to defend themselves everywhere, and there were staggered shots everywhere.
Bullets tore and pulled at the air outside the village, whizzing everywhere.
The layout outside the village was almost in chaos. Brigadier Tang was so angry that he was defeated inexplicably, like a group of wolves being surrounded by a group of sheep that he had never looked down on.
In the small village, all the houses were trembling. Another grenade was thrown into the village. It exploded instantly, sending up a light mist of dirt, and the dust on the broken houses fell.
Although he was outside the village, Hu Yi's ears were still shaken to the point of dizziness. He was not stupid to cure Anjun. I would not leave the village in the dark and would throw grenades wherever there was gunshots.
Although the mud-walled houses in the village were burned to ruins, they were not particularly strong, but they had a very big advantage. Machine guns could not penetrate them, and rifles could not penetrate them. Although some of the security forces ran north, most of them got into the village.
There were many smart people in the security forces. They tore down some unburned houses and threw them into the fire that was ignited by the explosion at the entrance of the village. The light gradually became brighter.
When both sides could vaguely see figures, the Eighth Route Army did not dare to get closer, and the security forces hid in the village and did not come out, firing cold shots from time to time.
Although the village was in ruins, the ruins could serve as bunkers, and it was the Eighth Route Army that suffered.
Another charge in the division was beaten back, leaving two bodies of sacrificed soldiers on the ground, and the wounded soldiers were carried back.
There is no way to fight this battle! The machine gun bullets of the security forces are sprayed out for free, and there is no need to follow the trajectory to seek death.
Xiao Hongying, who was lying in the shallow ditch that had just been dug, carefully pulled her rifle with a broken telescope, her pigtails stood up excitedly.
Your crappy gun is not as accurate as a 38-meter gun. I really don’t know if you are stupid or if your head was caught in the door.
"I want you to take care of it!" He clenched his little fist and punched the big dog next to him: "I obviously shot down the machine gun, but why didn't I stop!"
"Why don't you know the virtues of the security forces? When they fire machine guns, people lie on the ground without even looking. It's weird that you can hit them!"
"What do you mean by this?" the little girl turned around and asked.
"Hey, they didn't expect to be able to shoot accurately. Maybe there was a bag holding the machine gun behind it. The person only stretched out his back on the ground. Even when changing the magazine, he carried the machine gun into the nest and changed the rear. Push it up!"
"So shameless? Well, I forgot, you used to be with them..."
"So what if they're in a group? At this time, he didn't even think about who he could really hit. Whoever takes the lead is careless. He doesn't have the weapons to bully us, so there's nothing we can do against him!"
Luo Fugui in the back was so excited that he yawned!
I don’t know how many good things I collected, and I took Xu Xiao and laid down in the pit with my bag on my back.
The pit is not much bigger than his body. At this time, he is giving ideological education to his little follower: "...Little one, next time you play the trumpet, you will hide in the pit and play. Do you understand?"
"But how lacking in momentum would it be if you didn't stand up?" Xu Xiao didn't understand: "I think they all blow the charge horn in a conspicuous place in the division!"
"They are careless. You can't do this. Do you understand? Think about it, isn't it just bragging in the pit?"
"But if you don't stand up and start blowing, you won't be able to do it!"
Luo Fugui slapped him with a big neck: "Do you have to stand up and blow? Don't you listen to Boss Hu? Where there are people is the battlefield, and when there are no people, it is just a piece of land! It's not like you can't blow in the pit. "
"Well, the company commander said this, and it seems to make sense."
"So from now on, you have to practice more in the pit. As long as you can make your voice louder, that's it, right?"
“What if I don’t have time to dig a hole?”
"Well, try it now...can you lie down and blow it?"
