The lieutenant was killed in action, and according to the order, the squadron command was not given to the third squadron second lieutenant at all.
However, the first squad leader and the second squad leader were killed one after another, and now he has become the squadron's supreme commander.
The third team leader, who took over the command, considered himself lucky.
The grenade launcher had just fired two rounds, and all the activity on Tubal Road had ceased.
It seems that Tubal Road is still using the old guerrilla tactics of ambushing and running away in two shuttles.
Obviously, the imperial army's current casualties should not be very large. After all, there are many warriors who have withdrawn from the Eighth Route ambush circle.
This kind of fighting situation has not been experienced before.
Recalling what the squadron leader did in the past, the next step should be taken in two steps.
Most people should join the battle to pursue Tubal Road! Some slightly injured warriors and medical soldiers were left behind to rescue the wounded.
This arrangement is quite satisfactory. Although it may not necessarily wipe out all the despicable thugs who ambushed them, it certainly won't make a big mistake.
The gunpowder smoke in the valley dissipated very slowly, and the Japanese second lieutenant began to order one sergeant to be on guard and two sergeants to form a team.
"Hey, are you scared to death by the Eighth Route Army? Gather immediately..." The sergeant commander looked at the wounded soldiers from the first and second squads who had returned with towels around their necks. He was about to step forward and slap him, but suddenly found that the third The captain of the second team... seemed to be standing in the crowd...
The garrison is different from the Japanese combat troops. They are dispersed in various counties to perform security tasks on weekdays, and are temporarily mobilized and assembled when there are raids or combat tasks.
The third squad leader, who was very familiar with the first squad leader, was busy directing his men to attack and had no time to communicate with the Japanese soldiers who had withdrawn.
So much so that the sergeant commander did not recognize Tang Dagou, who had not washed his face for hundreds of years.
We went into the mountains together to raid, and we still had some impressions of the commanders of each department...
These warriors who retreated had white towels wrapped around their necks, something seemed wrong...
Big Dog saw that the sergeant kept staring at him, but he still didn't understand that he, the fake second lieutenant, had exposed his secret.
You are so mean, you insist on snatching the official clothes from the soldiers of the special service regiment.
He raised the Sanba Gai in his hand and immediately embraced the fire.
Gunshots and screams began to appear one after another.
The second lieutenant, who was leading the Japs forward, turned around and saw that his men were in conflict with the retreating first team.
There was an unprecedented internal strife in the imperial army. The second lieutenant immediately shouted: "Eight...lower the muzzle immediately..."
The second lieutenant shouted a bird's song at the top of his lungs, but it was completely ineffective.
The "japs" with white towels wrapped around their necks who had been staring at his back for a long time raised their guns and started to fight.
The ensign's luck did not last more than five minutes.
Then, the white-necked imperial army that retreated fired intensively from the Sanba Gai in their hands.
The distance was too close, and the unprepared warriors fell in pieces.
The well-trained imperial army was not stupid, and instantly understood the purpose of the wave of grenades thrown by the Eighth Route Army.
Then lie down on the spot, pull the bolt, and pick off the grenade...
Unfortunately, the soldiers of the special service group did not give them a chance. After firing their rifles, they immediately drew out their shell guns and charged forward, with bullets raining down in the valley.
The big dog fired the last bullet in the magazine at the head of the Japanese who was crawling into the bushes, and once again pulled out the 38-inch cap on his back.
The battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke was like hell. All this fell into the eyes of the Japanese who were on guard at the back. They were so frightened that they ran back.
Three red signal flares were raised at the Japs' vanguard position.
The position was filled with smoke, so that the Japanese soldiers did not know what was happening behind them.
After setting off the signal bomb, for the sake of safety, the leading sergeant arranged for a Japanese soldier to go forward to report to the advancing team for help. The remaining ten Japanese soldiers came back screaming and screaming loudly all the way.
The Japs' vanguard squad ran all the way. Instead of being attacked by the Eighth Route Army, they gradually saw the situation on the battlefield clearly.
Both sides were in the bushes, and it was difficult to deal with the vigilant Japs. Liu Manhe immediately ordered a squad who had changed into Japs uniforms to "rescue..." the corpses on the ground.
Ma Liang was injured and did not participate in the assault. He ordered Wang Yinzhi and Li Laosi next to him: "Hurry to the front. No matter what, you must cut off the Japanese's retreat and get back all the belongings of the Japanese who fired the signal bomb just now."
Wang Yinzhi nodded: "Can you give me another shell gun?"
Ma Liang handed over the twenty rings in his hand, and then pulled out two full magazines: "Be careful..."
Wang Yinzhi immediately shouted: "Let's go..."
The two of them lowered their bodies and scurried through the bushes to face the Japanese soldiers.
Then, Madman Yang’s bird chirping and cursing voice roared in the smoke...
The Japanese soldiers finally understood the battlefield situation. Two imperial warriors held guns and fired from time to time in the bushes on both sides of the mountain road...
All the eight groups who set up the ambush should have been wiped out...
The sergeant saw clearly the Imperial warriors lying all over the ground...
Why aren't you wearing any clothes?
Could it be that he even took off his military uniform to fight with the Eighth Route Army on the battlefield?
Anomalous events mean that something unusual has happened.
Just when the sergeant was about to issue an alert, the medical soldiers treating the wounded had already raised their guns.
Ba...ba...
The sound of gunshots rang out quickly.
Two Czech machine guns began to bark in a hurry, and pieces of broken grass in front of the sergeant turned and flew.
Then, several grenades with the safety dialed and the hood smashed fell from the sky.
There were a few clanging sounds of metal and stone hitting each other, and the sergeant immediately rushed to the side, shouting: "The enemy is attacking...retreat..."
Those who can be the leading soldiers in the team naturally have some real skills. Those who are not shot immediately lie down on the spot and fight back randomly with their guns...
The sergeant no longer cared about his men and rushed towards the path through the bushes.
He believed that since he was short, as long as he didn't raise his head, the Eighth Route Army would never find him.
Suddenly, he was right next to him, and the muzzles of two guns were rotating with his figure.
Bang bang...
The body that was not low enough immediately jumped up, and then, another bullet hit the sergeant's back. Before the body could hit the ground, another bullet flew, and the sergeant lay twitching in the grass.
Wang Yinzhi reached out and pushed down Li Laosi's head just as he was about to raise it: "Don't you want to live anymore?"
The bullets above his head were whizzing, and Li Laosi rubbed his head and shouted: "I've been touched by the ladies on the head of the Taoist master. It's over, it's over, the Supreme Master is as anxious as the law..."
The smoke gradually dissipated.
Liu Manhe was lying on a stretcher, and the medical soldiers were applying hemostasis to his body and wrapping a bandage on him. The bandage was soon stained red by the blood seeping out...
The heartless big dog next to him was picking up a can and muttering: "How do you practice kung fu? It's not as good as bullets..."
The special company commander, who was also lying on the stretcher and grinning, had red eyes: "Can you shut your crow mouth?"
Liu Manhe, who was on the stretcher, held back his voice: "I... I'm not dead yet..."
The special company commander looked anxious: "Staff officer, there is another squad comrade who is blocking the Japanese advancing team. We need to rescue them..."
The man in the row next to him had a face full of smoke: "Staff officer, in this ambush, we sacrificed six team members, 12 were seriously injured, and 24 were injured... We can't afford to fight..."
"Even if...there is only...one person left...we still have to...take care of..."
The special platoon leader's tone was a bit sour: "Ma Lianglian... only one person was slightly injured..."
Liu Manhe nodded slightly: "Don't be upset... Being able to... survive on the battlefield... without getting hurt... is a skill... you have to learn..."
The special platoon leader nodded: "I understand!"
Liu Manhe turned to look at the correspondent next to him: "Call Ma Liang...come here..."
With his arm hanging, Ma Liang followed the special agent team correspondent to the stretcher.
Liu Manhe's twitching face forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Can you... lead the team?"
Ma Liang was stunned for a moment: "Me? Isn't that inappropriate?"
Liu Manhe smiled bitterly: "Advance team...I can't win this time...I can't let go...sons of bitches..."
Madman Yang looked thoughtfully at the things on the Japs' leading soldier.
This should be a standard five-person "sign-based communication class".
Gojo 44 carbine, a 10-year-old signal pistol, more than 30 paper signal flares, an air communication contact board, a night-time light return communicator, a sign language flag and a long red and white single flag.
It's a bit strange that something that the Japanese advance team didn't have was actually found on the Japanese security team.
Wang Yinzhi looked at the things on the ground: "Brother Yang, what are the Japanese carrying these wooden boards for a long journey?"
Li Laosi rushed to the two of them: "Captain Ma asked you to come over..."
Wang Yinzhi's eyes widened: "What did you say? You asked me to take the wounded away?"
Ma Liang said calmly: "You are familiar with the terrain, and you must ensure the safety of the seriously injured..."
Although Wang Yinzhi was a little reluctant, he still nodded: "Yes!"
Crazy Yang suddenly said: "Company Commander Ma..."
Ma Liang turned back: "Can you act now?"
Because of some crazy plan he was thinking about in his mind, Madman Yang suddenly started talking more: "The skin injury is almost healed..."
"I have to go get the blocking squad back..."
"If you don't respond..." Crazy Yang shook his head: "Trick him to death..."
"What?" Ma Liang was stunned: "Who are you trying to kill?"
"Advance team..."
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