Luo Fugui didn't have much interest in paying attention to the guests brought back by Xiao Hongying.
Although the barbecue is not as good as chicken, it doesn't taste bad.
He inserted the branch with the largest piece of barbecue on it next to the sleeping Hu Yi, opened the miso bag seized from the Japanese, and spread it on the barbecue.
Serious and focused.
Xiao Hongying once again came to Hu Yi, who was lying on the marching blanket among the weeds and basking in the sun, and snatched the barbecue from Luo Fugui's hand: "Hey, fox, wake up..."
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It is a huge waste of resources for fighter jets to deal with hidden infantry.
Lieutenant Okawa has never been able to figure out the specific situation of the Eighth Route Army's troops on the mountain ridge.
Although it is certain that there are not many people on the mountain ridge.
But whether there is or not...it's not certain yet.
The spirits on both wings finally went up the mountain, signaling with flags that they had not encountered any resistance.
The lieutenant breathed a sigh of relief.
His elites are pushing toward the center.
The frontal attack team also encountered no resistance. If it weren't for the continuous discharge of the mines laid by the Eighth Route Army, he would even think that the Eighth Route Army had withdrawn long ago.
If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to occupy the mountain ridge in ten minutes at most.
There is a guard squadron outflanking us in the south. Now we have to speed up the progress. To capture the ridge, we have to get closer to the guard squadron that is biting the main force of the Eighth Route Army!
The soldiers lying on the east side of the mountain ridge saw the Japanese plane leaving.
More than thirty Japanese soldiers who had climbed up the ridge were advancing towards the center.
...
Shanliangdong.
I saw the Japanese plane finally flying away.
The little devil is being divided.
The three soldiers directly pushed aside their disguises and prepared for battle.
"Rabbit, when the battle starts later, I will shoot first to attract the attention of the Japanese. When the Japanese attack, they will definitely let the grenadiers remove my firepower..." The combat team leader, the veteran, began to arrange the battle plan: "You will start the battle later. The first shot must knock out the Japanese grenade!"
The soldier called Rabbit was excited: "Don't worry, as long as he dares to use the grenade, I guarantee that he won't be able to fire a single grenade..."
The team leader immediately ordered the soldier lying behind the stone on the other side: "The Japanese machine gun is on your side. You will keep an eye on the Japanese machine gunner later. After killing the Japanese machine gunner, you must prevent other Japanese from firing the machine gun." Take the time to fight the Japanese infantry..."
"Okay, don't let your guard down. That little devil sergeant is too arrogant. If I could knock him down, he would probably have to roll to the bottom of the cliff..."
"It's a pity that a few mines were not laid out in advance..."
"So what if there are no landmines? Who are we? We are the most powerful soldiers of the Eighth Route Army Special Agent Regiment. Hehe, the little devils are obviously still treating us as ordinary soldiers. I will wait and see how they die!"
The trio, who had taken advantage of the terrain in advance, went one-on-ten. They were not timid at all and even talked and laughed.
The mountain ridge is rugged, so if you occupy a high point for defense, as long as you kill the Japanese machine guns and grenade launchers, there won't be much pressure at all.
Holding a position requires skill as well as determination.
As for firepower, as long as the Japanese machine guns can be knocked out and the Japanese are suppressed fifty meters away, the defensive side will be almost invincible.
The terrain of the mountain ridge is narrow and only a little wide. The only unpredictable thing is that the Japanese will launch a pig charge.
It would be better if the mountain wind could start again. The little Japs wouldn't be afraid even if they throw grenades and create smoke to block their sight and attack.
The soldiers simply ignored the Yamashita Japanese mortars.
At such a distance, no matter how powerful the kid is, his artillery observers cannot see the situation on the mountain ridge, and the mortar is no different from a blind man.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
There was no way to dig trenches on the mountain ridge, which was full of rocks, so we had to use the rocks on the small high ground for cover.
The team leader aimed his sights at the figure of the little Japs, unable to see clearly who the commander was. However, the Japs walking in front immediately became his target.
boom...
A fire flashed close to the highest stone.
The captain, who was leading the team with excellent swordsmanship, had already made a tactical dodge action by throwing himself forward, but was still hit in the chest by a bullet fired from a hundred meters away.
He fell to the ground and twitched, with blood coming from his mouth and nose.
For a while...
He shouldn't die...
The sergeant next to him immediately ordered the machine gunners to use fire suppression and grenade launchers to eliminate targets that dared to sneak attack the Imperial Sword Master.
To achieve fire suppression on the small high ground in front, there must be a range of fire.
The machine gunner placed his machine gun directly on the edge of the ridge.
The grenade hit the ground, and the assistant picked up the grenade and put it aside...
...
boom...
Gunfire finally came from the mountain ridge...
The old god actually smiled on Lieutenant Okawa's face.
The general situation on the top of the mountain ridge came to mind.
It seems that the Eighth Route Army is still on the mountain ridge.
In less than a minute, the elites on the mountain ridge waved small flags to signal down the mountain.
The observer immediately reported: "Three Eighth Roads were found on the east side of the mountain ridge..."
"Three?" It turned out that the Eighth Route Army was not in front, and it must have been disguised. No wonder the fighter jets circled for a long time and did not find the Eighth Route Army on the mountain ridge.
Lieutenant Okawa hesitated for a moment, then just called a few Tubal fighters to come over for reinforcements, just to make a joke...
"Report, three eight-route roads were found on the west side of the mountain ridge..."
Does Tubalu really think that he is a god descending to earth?
One against ten?
The lieutenant smiled.
It's better to wait, wait for the two wings to advance to the center, and attack from the front, which will only cause casualties to the elites in vain: "Order, attack from the front and stay on standby...mortar support..."
Semaphore communication has an important shortcoming: it is not detailed enough.
Therefore, Lieutenant Okawa still does not know that the grenadier has been killed.
As for the machine gunners, any elite member of the advancing team could operate them anyway. The Japanese sergeant who took over the command on the mountain ridge did not report at all.
The battle between the two sides has begun.
The special platoon leader emerged from the crack in the stone: "Get close to the mountain pass immediately...to avoid the Japanese coming up!"
The mountain road is steep and narrow. Do the Japs want to fight their way up easily?
There are no doors!
The first wave of shooting successfully killed the Japanese grenadiers and machine gunners.
As for whether the Japanese commander was hit, it is not known yet.
The well-trained Japanese soldiers immediately fired back.
The warhead whizzed past the head, hit the rocks with a thud, and then crashed into the sky.
Although the Japanese counterattack intensively, as long as they don't show up, they pose no threat at all.
The three soldiers retreated slightly and immediately changed to new shooting positions.
If the elites who find cover do not launch an attack, the two sides will remain in a stalemate, and there will be almost no casualties.
It's a pity that there are cliffs on both sides and cannot be surrounded. The sergeant hated this kind of terrain.
I began to miss the fighter jets that had flown away.
But what are elites? He is a capable man who can create miracles!
How could the elites of two classes be suppressed by three idiots?
It is not difficult to operate the grenade, but the difficulty lies in shooting it accurately.
The Eighth Route Secret Service had a well-deserved reputation and knocked down two experienced main shooters from the very beginning. But how could the elites give up?
The deputy shooter immediately took over.
The machine gun group was reorganized.
A grenade is loaded into the grenade barrel.
Before he could pull the belt, the despicable bullet flew over again.
The two warriors fell down one after another.
Although none of them died immediately, one of them bounced like a loach out of a frying pan and rolled down the cliff...
I heard a long scream coming from the bottom of the cliff...
Probably... hopeless.
The machine gun finally started firing.
Under the guidance of the observer, the ballistic impact point position is constantly adjusted...
The Japanese lying on the ground immediately stood up and prepared to charge...
There was a flash of fire near the cliff on the high ground opposite...
The sub-shooter of the machine gun fell down again. If the Japanese soldier next to him hadn't been quick, he would have pulled the light machine gun and fallen off the cliff.
The observer immediately shouted: "There are special shooters on the 8th Route..."
Tubal Road takes advantage of the geographical advantage and it is too insidious to shoot and change places.
How to deal with such a situation is clearly written in the infantry manual.
The Japanese soldier immediately shouted: "Throw smoke bombs..."
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