The smoke bombs thrown out to clear the way emitted puffs of smoke, followed by a gust of east wind.
Blow the smoke towards the eight-way position.
Seizing the opportunity, the attacking Japanese immediately jumped up from the ground and charged upward.
"Barge gun fire..." A voice roared from the other side of the smoke.
The distance is a bit far, and although the shell gun bullets are not very lethal, most of the bullets still hit the smoke.
The Japanese who led the charge were constantly shot.
There was a strong wind on the mountain ridge, and the smoke was quickly blown away by the mountain wind.
The Japanese who took the risk and attacked rushed twenty or thirty meters before facing intensive fire from eight-pronged shell guns. They had to lie down in a slightly lower depression again and shoot against the eight-pronged troops.
There is no way, the mountain ridge is not so wide, the team cannot spread out at all.
The eight-way shell gun has an amazing rate of fire.
Of the three elite trio of vanguards who were charging forward, six fell to the ground screaming, and the other three were nowhere to be seen.
I guess I fell off a cliff...
It is unknown whether he was shot and fell, or whether he accidentally ran down...
They could only lie down on the ground and shoot randomly, hoping that with intensive shooting, they could cover up the Eighth Route Army hiding in the high ground.
Observers have long warned that there are special shooters on the Eighth Route Army, and if you show up, you will die.
The distance between the two sides was more than forty meters, and the smoke bomb was gone.
The suppressive machine gun behind them howled angrily and fired a three-point shot.
Without even taking a breath, there was no movement again.
Damn terrain.
The more than 20 elites who were invincible were forced to hold their heads high again by the three Eighth Route Army.
What a shame?
A brave and talented elite behind him raised his hand and shouted, and immediately there were brave warriors who were not afraid of death and followed him.
A three-person team was hastily formed, hanging the Zhaowu backpack in front of them...it is said that this can prevent shell bullets.
The trio rushed up from behind to serve as vanguard.
Bang bang bang...
The bullets fired by the eight-way shell gun actually did not knock down the warrior.
The elites lying on the rocks were filled with admiration. Some of them quickly raised their guns and fired to cover and suppress their companions.
Some of the Japanese soldiers retreated, hanging their rucksacks on their chests.
The Japanese on the gentle slope tried their best to kneel or lie down and crawl upward.
Throw grenades, reorganize machine gun positions...
On the high ground opposite.
The soldier holding the shell gun seemed unable to understand that the Japanese were still alive and kicking even though they had clearly hit him?
This was the first time I encountered such a scene.
Damn it, can't a shell gun kill you?
I can kill you with my grenade, but it can't kill you...
I'll throw you off the cliff and smash you to pieces. Even if your own mother comes, she won't be able to pick you up...
Six grenades were thrown out, knocking over the trio of aggressive attackers.
The rifle followed suit and once again pinned the Japanese less than thirty meters away from the high ground.
Dangerous distance!
The Devils began to throw thunder.
The shell gun's bullet is pressed too slowly, so I pull the bolt of the rifle to shoot, then pull the bolt... to press the bullet...
Bullets are roaring everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will be shot in the head...
The defense is extremely difficult.
To the west of the mountain ridge.
The battlefield situation is another matter entirely.
The Japs use exactly the same offensive tactics.
After the smoke bomb was thrown out, the smoke drifted towards the Japanese team, so that the little Japanese could not move forward at all...
Except for a few machine gunners and grenadier soldiers who died, the casualties were much smaller...
Even the second lieutenant and team leader who was hiding behind the command were still shouting...
The mountain ridge is only a little wide, and the Eighth Route Army likes to shoot at a different location. A certain Japanese soldier directly aimed his gun at a gap in the high ground...
The soldier had just put out his gun and before he showed his head, the Japanese pulled the trigger based on experience.
Bah...
In less than a tenth of a second, the soldier who just put his head out to shoot met the whizzing warhead...
He immediately lay down on the ground and became silent.
There was a burst of cheers from the Japanese camp...
Without one soldier, the pressure doubled.
The machine gunners and grenadiers under his command were killed one after another. Six of his men died at once, and the commanding second lieutenant immediately became angry.
Order the elites to pick up the backpacks dropped on the ground when preparing to charge and hang them on their chests, ready to attack!
The machine gun positions reorganized by the Japanese, who had been keeping a close eye on them, finally opened fire.
Then, the grenade was established again.
"Kill the Japanese machine guns and grenade launchers immediately..."
The killing sounds of the little devils were loud, and machine guns and rifles rained bullets on the small defensive high ground.
The Japanese machine gunner was knocked down again, and a bullet roared...
Faced with intensive Japanese shooting, the remaining soldiers pulled out their speed machines and opened fire without hesitation.
Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone forty...
Several bullets hit the soldier's head and chest...
The three-man defense immediately fell apart.
The Japanese cheered.
The left wing was lost, the mountain col was at a low level, and the frontal defense consisted of five people, including the second platoon leader, and the terrain advantage was completely lost.
The second platoon leader immediately called the other four people to approach the high ground to the east.
If we re-establish our position to the west, we can still hold on for a while with the help of machine guns.
There are mountain ridges in the east-west direction, cliffs on the north and south, and devils on the east and west sides. The devils in the mountain depression in the north can come up at any time...
The worst thing is that after the Japs in the west seize the high ground, grenades can hit them with grenades at any time...
...
The common people of China settled down and moved back to their hometowns.
Unless there are serious natural or man-made disasters, few people can prompt them to leave their homes.
Therefore, when Xiao Hongying asked to borrow "someone", Li Heshui hesitated.
However, he has not been back here for long and has no mass base at all.
It's not even a base, and he can't guarantee the purity of the members of the Sacrifice Alliance under his command.
It is even less certain whether the young man, who is determined to protect his family and cannot leave his homeland, is willing to go with Jiuying.
With his thoughts on his mind, he followed Platoon Commander Hongying and stood next to Battalion Commander Hu who was basking in the sun again.
When I saw Luo Fugui's tall and thick body, I was still shocked. I'm such a good boy. There is such a person in the Eighth Route Army?
This should be the Mule Company Commander the little girl calls him. He quickly stepped forward: "Hello, Company Commander Luo..."
"Who are you?" Luo Fugui, who had been robbed of barbecue, was about to go to Dirty Face again. To make the little girl so interested, this master was definitely about to be cheated and had to be grateful to the platoon leader Hongying.
Finally meeting a normal person, Li Heshui felt that he had to seize the opportunity: "We are preparing to fight the Japanese to provide logistics supplies, and we also ask for the support of Captain Luo..."
Is there such a good thing? Luo Fugui's eyes lit up: "What's the logistics of fighting the Japanese?"
"That's right..." Upon hearing this, Li Heshui immediately told the situation about the Japanese nearby.
"You mean there aren't any large groups of Japs nearby?"
"Yes, after the county town was occupied by the ghosts, part of the national army surrendered to the ghosts and formed a puppet army to guard the county town. Some of them followed the little devils to raid the villages ten miles around the county town and arrest people to build artillery towers."
"How many people usually come out when the Japs come out?"
"As many as twenty or thirty, as few as a dozen..."
"What are you talking about? How dare a dozen or so Japs go everywhere?" Following Hu Yi, he had seen numerous scenes, big and small, and Luo Fugui had long ago been a scaredy-cat who would run away as soon as the gun was fired.
Luo Fugui began to fantasize in his heart that if there were people in the village, there would probably be chickens, and the barbecue immediately lost its appeal: "Mr. Hu... Camp Commander Hu..."
The military hat covered his face, and Hu Yi's voice rang out from under the hat: "I'm listening..."
Before Luo Fugui could speak.
The little girl was the first to speak: "Fox, how about... let's help them? Okay..."
That tone, coquettish and coquettish...
Captain Luo, who had eaten too much chicken, had goosebumps all over his body and ran away...
...
Hu Yi was not interested in explaining more and took out another map from his bag.
A few months ago, during an exchange with friendly forces, Commander Li gave him one of the gifts.
I didn't expect it to be useful now, so I started to mark the nearby terrain, villages and personnel on the map with Li Heshui, as well as the routes often taken by the Japanese transport teams...
Captain Qin, who had just come over from studying, stood aside to watch Hu Yi's drawings and listened to the two men discussing the plan.
I was immediately attracted and started looking at the map and thinking.
The division headquarters has been moved, and the Longwangmiao Anti-Japanese University School is probably burned down by the Japs. If they go back, they probably won't even be able to find anyone.
Studying at the Anti-Japanese University is mainly about theory, supplemented by practical combat. Haven't you already studied theory? It's time for you to get into practical combat.
The team members carry so many bullets with them, they will probably have to turn them in when they return.
The key is that this battalion commander Hu is also a student of the Anti-Japanese University.
It's just right, let's exchange and learn together...
As for the instructor, the one in front of me just came back from northern Shaanxi to do ideological work for everyone. He is definitely more awesome than the instructors in the teacher!
As for when Captain Hu will go to the Anti-Japanese University to report, it seems to have nothing to do with him!
With his ability, he will definitely become a leader when he returns, and anyone who wants to exchange experiences with him will definitely break his head!
Kill multiple birds with one stone!
As the captain, he originally had the authority to let Hu Yi join the study group where most of the team members were lost.
However, I am only a company commander, and as a captain, I think I don’t have the ability to educate a battalion commander.
The best way is to let Hu Yilai be the captain of this student...
"Hey, Captain Qin, Captain Qin...what are you thinking about?" Xiao Hongying tugged at Captain Qin's sleeve.
Captain Qin came to his senses and made up his mind to express his position immediately: "Fighting the Japanese logistical equipment can really reduce the pressure on the base areas in the mountains and at the same time support the brothers' troops. This must be done!"
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