The Japs team following closely behind them immediately quickened their pace when they heard the sound of gunfire. The leading lieutenant was not worried at all and was in a good mood. He was even glad that the leading team had finally caught the Eighth Route Army's tail.
He subconsciously thought that the scale of the battle ahead must be small. The reason was that although the firefight was intensive judging from the gunfire, the Imperial warriors did not even use machine guns!
So he even just asked his men carrying heavy machine guns and mortars to speed up the march, and did not even use the emergency march reinforcements after the battle started.
Those Tuba Lu who only knew how to block the road and shoot black guns were obviously trying to block the attack. As for the vanguard troops who did not use machine guns, they probably wanted to capture the Eighth Route Army alive.
Delaying time is a common tactic of Tubal Road. Even if there are two light machine guns on Tubal Road, in broad daylight, it cannot change the fate of the entire army that is about to be annihilated.
Sooner or later they will all be captured in one fell swoop. The Eighth Route Army must have thought that there was only a small group of pursuers behind them, so they had the courage to jump over the wall. Can an ant defeat an elephant? That's just a joke!
So... what he has to do now is to move forward as quickly as possible to surround the desolate hillside ahead. The second lieutenant smiled ferociously, as if he saw the Chinese kneeling and trembling in front of his command sword!
About sixty or seventy Japs spread out and distanced themselves, with the light infantry in front and the heavy firepower following closely behind. The distance was not that far to begin with. After running two miles, the leading Japs second lieutenant finally discovered the situation on the battlefield in front of him. Something seems wrong!
The second lieutenant subconsciously raised his telescope and stopped, standing next to the marching team. After a while, he immediately called out: "Stop!"
The team that had already run to the front stopped immediately after hearing the order, then panted heavily and looked back, then turned to face the battlefield ahead and watched quietly.
The second lieutenant was a little frightened. The situation seemed to be somewhat different from his previous judgment.
The battle ahead was so fierce. The open wilderness looked desolate with dead grass and no trees. What shocked him was that a small group of warriors attacking from the front were fighting awkwardly. Most of them were lying on the ground and following. The eight-way shootout on the hillside, with no charge or outflank, made him suddenly feel an inexplicable and creepy feeling.
He soon discovered that it was not the warriors of the Imperial Army who were pressing down the Tubal Road to fight, but the warriors were being pinned down by the Eighth Route Army in the open field at the foot of the hillside, unable to advance or retreat!
In the vast expanse of wilderness, scattered and unorganized gunshots came from far away. The muzzle flash was not obvious in the sunlight. The second lieutenant finally observed the situation clearly!
"Come forward with heavy firepower and set up a position 200 meters down the hillside, with the infantry outflanking it on both sides!" The second lieutenant, who had experienced battles for a long time, immediately issued the battle order based on his experience. It was quite satisfactory and no flaws could be found!
The dots of yellow dispersed, entered the wilderness, and ran forward in a reverse shape.
The two mortars were finally placed on the ground. The crouched second lieutenant behind them visually measured the distance to the system point on the hillside, which was almost two hundred or so away.
Because of the distance, his vision was wider than that of people at the bottom of the hillside. He saw eight heads on the opposite slope, densely packed together, mixed in with the ridges of dry grass.
Hell, not only were bullets whistling everywhere in the front friendly positions, but the trajectory of the machine guns on the side of the hillside suddenly extended and hit the warriors who were setting up the cannons. When the bullets hit the ground, dust flew into the ground, blood flew everywhere, and they ravaged wildly.
The second lieutenant's pupils were dilated and frightened. The ballistics of the two machine guns on Tubal Road were like poisonous snakes, biting his team tightly. There was no cover in the open field, so he had to lie down in the grass. Many warriors still did not escape those arrogant bullets. .
Several soldiers were shot and fell to the ground howling. Fortunately, they were far enough away!
Even if they are caught off guard, the casualties are not serious. Those who can still howl after being shot will probably not die.
The machine gun is the master of the battlefield, a millstone of flesh and blood, a demon that kills people, tearing the bodies of the warriors bite after bite like a poisonous snake.
No matter how well-trained the Japanese are, they are still human beings, but their reaction speed may be faster. Therefore, about two hundred meters away, the second echelon of the second lieutenant immediately drew their guns and engaged the Eighth Route Army on the hillside.
A Japanese soldier in front ignored the rain of bullets, dashed back from left to right, and finally fell down next to the second lieutenant!
Recognizing him as the messenger from the front team, the news finally came back that the Japanese soldier's thigh shot was not fatal. He resisted the urge to faint and kept chirping intermittently: "Report, the second lieutenant of the front team was killed, more than half of the casualties, there were two machine guns on the eighth route, and there were At least a class of special shooters!"
The second lieutenant lying on the ground pricked up his ears and listened. Special shooter?
I was startled, and suddenly thought of something reported on the battlefield: A few months ago, there seemed to be an army in the north. It was ambushed by a squadron on the Tubal Road, and almost the entire army was wiped out. Could it be? Is this the eight-way team we encountered this time?
How did the Eighth Route Army elites get to Meixian! How come those losers in the extra-high school didn’t get any news at all?
Based on the battlefield briefing received early in the morning, this news seems to be correct. This group of eight came from the security area in the east, so everything is made clear.
The second lieutenant was silent. He raised his head again and raised his binoculars without blinking, watching the outflanking team advancing rapidly.
He suddenly hesitated. Should he let them postpone the attack?
Before he could finish thinking, a burst of rifle shooting sounded again on the hillside.
The outflanking team immediately fell down. However, what reassured the second lieutenant was that the outflanking team quickly stood up again!
Unexpectedly, another change occurred.
Chuchuchu...the sound of the crooked light machine gun suddenly sounded from the left side of the hillside.
The second lieutenant's scalp was numb. Tubalu actually had hidden firepower. This was not an illusion! Even the empire's standard weapons were used. All this aroused his fighting spirit, and he immediately shouted an order: "Ready the mortars!"
Before I could recover, click click click... Another Czech light machine gun opened fire on the hillside on the right.
The arrogant trajectory is clearly visible in the attacking warrior team! Because the grass was cut off by the incoming bullets, it turned into a flying and yellow patch.
The suppressive fire from the two shuttle machine guns on his side of the Eighth Route Army injured two of the mortar crews. The remaining seven or eight private soldiers of the artillery crew got up again and hurriedly assembled the mortars on the spot.
The second lieutenant turned around and looked around, then quickly jumped into a personal pit dug by his subordinates. He hadn't encountered such a strong opponent for a long time!
Perverted, he didn't even consider the casualties and forgot to support the front team. The adrenaline surge made him very excited.
Finally remembering that he should clarify the situation on the battlefield first, he turned around and whispered to the messenger next to him: "Immediately send someone to notify the Imperial Army behind to come over. If I can't get here in half an hour...an hour, I will Cut off their company commander’s head with your own hands!”
Watching the artillery observer nearby quickly calculate the ballistics in a small notebook, the machine gun position on the other side was already in place.
The infantrymen under him were sweating profusely, and the engineering shovels in their hands kept flying down to dig individual soldier's pits.
The second lieutenant simply did not believe that his commanding ability was any worse than that of the lieutenant. He joined the army with the lieutenant. The lieutenant was just of noble birth. The two had been through life and death for many years. For him, commanding such a battle was not that difficult at all.
Therefore, he is now preparing for a battle of blood and fire with the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side.
As for the Eighth Route Army, do they dare to be elite? Those who dared to call themselves elite in front of the imperial warriors all turned into dead souls!
Another Japanese soldier hurried to the second lieutenant and squatted to report to him the situation on both wings. The attack on the west route was suppressed in an open area more than 100 meters wide.
Two light machine guns on the opposite hillside fired alternately. The vanguard group that opened the way failed to predict the machine gun firepower of the eighth route in advance. Three were killed on the spot and eight were injured!
The encircling sergeants were organizing a counterattack. The Eighth Route Army had the terrain advantage, and the casualties were temporarily unknown.
He was very enthusiastic about fighting, but he had a toothache because of these few words. He didn't even notice the mistake in his command!
How can a dignified imperial soldier endure being suppressed by Tubal Road?
After holding on to the telescope and watching for a while, the artillery observer had finished his calculations and made a gesture to him.
The second lieutenant no longer hesitated and immediately issued the order: "Prepare for mortar shooting! Don't worry about accuracy, just blow up the hillside for me!"
When the order came, several mortar soldiers were immediately ready, with shells in hand, just waiting for the order to load and fire.
The observer quickly reported the shooting parameters: "Sixty high and low, No. 0 charge, free direction!"
The gunner immediately cranked up and down the wheel, waved the flag fiercely downward, and the cannonball slipped out of his hand and slid into the barrel.
"Boom...boom" the shell came out smoothly, and a cloud of dust rose up under the seat. The target was the Eighth Route flank position where the machine gun was firing happily.
The secret agents who were enjoying the fight were lined up with a group of veterans. When they heard the scream of artillery shells, they hurriedly fled the trench: "Didn't you say there is only one team? How can this damn team be called one?"
The machine gunner was knocked down by the deputy gunner who had been observing from the side...
The man who was knocked down was furious: "Didn't that girl say that her marksmanship is good and she specializes in fighting Japanese gunners? What's going on with this mortar?"
The first explosion point was quite far away, so it was a false alarm.
The observer stood up and smiled awkwardly: "How the hell do I know?"
Following the explosion of cannon shells, the girl on the top of the hillside quickly turned her head and took a look. Next to her, Xu Xiao, who was holding a telescope for observation, looked at the two piles of dust and excitedly reported: "In the weeds by the roadside, Mortars, two… distance… two hundred and five…”
