Firepower is everything.
The Eighth Route Army's intensive machine gun fire completely overwhelmed the Japanese and puppet troops.
It also shattered their confidence.
As rifle fire began across the plain, machine gun fire paused.
The Japanese and puppet troops who were beaten on the road had no idea of breaking out into the wilderness.
Bullets were whizzing everywhere.
Every Japanese who stood up and tried to charge fell to the ground.
There were screams everywhere, and even the ammunition hand of the Japanese machine gun crew fell beside the machine gun. Some of the machine guns that kept falling into the dirt began to jam and other malfunctions.
The car made a clanking sound from time to time as it was hit by bullets.
As the top Japanese commander was accidentally crushed to death by a car, the replacement second lieutenant Kai took over the command.
The situation at hand was over, and the Japanese second lieutenant, who had always believed that he was being attacked by "National Army guerrillas" with heavy firepower, did not dare to neglect.
He immediately waved his hand and continued to execute the lieutenant's order before his death: withdraw from the ambush first!
It turns out that he was attacked and was unable to fight back.
The puppet soldiers who had just jumped out of the car climbed onto the carriage again.
The machine gunner who had just been assigned to the machine gun team had no intention of fighting back.
Many of them didn't even want machine guns. They just climbed into the car and left here.
The invincible imperial army seems to be like that when it encounters a tough opponent.
The success of an ambush battle has a lot to do with whether each unit arrives at the designated location on time to launch the attack.
After the battle started.
Wang Peng, who was taking the enemy's retreat, could not keep up with the rhythm of Jiuying.
Wang Peng was a little anxious and felt uncomfortable all over.
He never expected that the ninth battalion would fight so fast.
The main reason was a misjudgment of the number of Japanese convoys.
Therefore, the distance between the ambush positions was slightly longer.
At this time, he was still about three hundred meters away from the Japanese car at the end!
The scout reported that the target of the ambush was a Japanese armored vehicle, so his team was somewhat behind.
After receiving the retreat order issued by the lieutenant before his death, the last Japanese car finally completed the U-turn after receiving the order.
The engine roared and the car started slowly, preparing to escape.
As the car began to accelerate, the beams of light from the headlights swayed on the uneven road.
Obviously there was an error in the investigation or there was a new change in the situation of the Japanese.
Before entering the battlefield, the Japanese rushed over.
Wang Peng and his second company were running toward the Japanese retreat.
Unexpectedly, the enemy convoy turned around quickly and came towards them.
It’s not that I’ve never fought an ambush before, but most of the time I choose a position in advance and wait for the enemy to enter the ambush circle at a certain favorable terrain.
First pull the mine, then throw the grenade, and then use the rifle and machine gun to attack.
This time the target of the battle is the Japanese convoy!
As a commander, when faced with an unexpected incident on the battlefield, he can show his true qualities as a hero by making prompt decisions.
Wang Peng immediately issued an order to the soldiers next to him: "Reserve platoon, immediately dig a trench on the spot, as long as the Japanese cars cannot pass through."
Then he gave the order to the fire team: "One row advances thirty meters. Everyone turns on the headlights of the Japanese cars. The machine gun team sets up positions in the wilderness on both sides of the road. Be sure to stop the lead car of the Japanese!"
For a car, a distance of three to four hundred meters only takes a minute or two.
Wang Pengzheng ordered the remaining two platoon leaders: "One row left, two rows right, the team immediately dispersed, surrounded by two wings, and prepared for encounters on both sides of the road."
The two platoon leaders who received the order immediately responded "yes" and turned around to prepare for an ambush with their soldiers.
Ta da da. Ta da da.
About thirty meters ahead, two machine gun groups arrived at the designated position and immediately dispersed into the wilderness and deployed their light machine guns on the spot.
The gun bolt was pulled with a clatter, and in less than three seconds, the machine gun was the first to spurt out tongues of flame.
Follow.
Bang bang bang.
A row of more than thirty soldiers began to squat on the front of the road, holding rifles and shooting. They had only one purpose: to hit Japanese car headlights.
In the first wave, more than two hundred rounds of bullets quickly rushed out of the gun.
The targets are all roughly aimed at the front of the Japanese car.
As long as one car is destroyed, all the cars behind will be knocked down.
The battle has begun.
Wang Peng felt his scalp was numb.
Feel the long-lost thrill of battle.
There was a deep, uncontrollable excitement in my mind.
quick.
quick.
quick.
The soldiers in the second and third rows behind them kept running along the wilderness on both sides of the road, shouting and screaming.
No one cares about the deep footprints left in the wilderness.
I lost my straw sandals, my cloth shoes were torn off by the mud, no one cared about these details.
Barefoot, he ran to the designated location according to his usual training and pre-war plan.
It only takes three minutes to hold off the Japanese, and the comrades behind can dig a shallow trench on the road.
Don't worry about the Japanese and puppet army convoy being able to break through and escape.
Under sudden attack.
The puppet army's light machine gun mounted on the roof of the car immediately fired back, and a large ball of fire flashed from the muzzle.
Combat has never been easier.
Both sides shoot at each other.
The puppet machine gunner trained by the Japanese is no longer the Amon he used to be.
The first wave of shooting misfired the machine gun group on the right side of the road.
The platoon of Wang Peng's second company also had good players. After changing the magazines, the left-wing machine gun group immediately followed and fired back at the roof of the car.
Directly silence the Japanese machine gun group on the roof of the car.
Both sides are in a desperate posture.
Looking at the road ahead, there are flashes of light everywhere.
The Japanese driver became furious and stepped on the accelerator directly into the bottom of the fuel tank. The engine roared and the car suddenly jumped forward.
The whistling sound of a rifle round was inaudible beneath the cover of the engine.
It directly shattered the windshield and penetrated into the Japanese driver's chest.
Under the stimulation of severe pain, the driver's brain can issue self-preservation commands through neurological instinct.
This guy actually used his foot to slam on the clutch and brake at the last moment.
Chi.
Six braked wheels slid on the slippery road.
The engine didn't stop, and the not-so-fast car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.
The pain caused the Japanese driver to lose strength in his feet and his body hit the steering wheel hard.
If your hands are weak, then you can shift gears. Release your foot on the clutch and brake one after another.
The gunshots continued intensively, and before the co-pilot who was about to take over could open the door and push the driver out, several bullets penetrated his body first.
As soon as the leading car stopped, it directly blocked the escape route of the cars behind.
The people standing on the last carriage were all puppet soldiers, and they saw the muzzles of guns flashing in front of them.
The car suddenly stopped, the gunshots were piercing, and the roaring warheads chased the soul. The puppet soldiers who were smashed into a ball by inertia had soaring adrenaline and finally came to their senses.
The puppet soldiers, who had just climbed into the carriage less than two minutes ago, shouted at each other and jumped off the carriage again.
This isn't a war, it's just jumping out of the car and climbing into the carriage.
The puppet army is different from the Japanese. They have no awareness of fighting a tough battle in the dark.
In addition, I was frightened by an ambush first. After jumping out of the carriage, I found that there was no shout from Taijun, and all the bullets came from the front, and there seemed to be no movement on the flanks.
If you don’t run now, when will you wait?
He shouted directly and used all his strength to suck the milk, swinging his Scud legs and quickly spread out to both sides.
Of course, they dispersed not to outflank them from both sides, but to directly prepare to run into the darkness and escape from this Shura hell.
The puppet army ran so fast that Wang Peng's two and three platoons of troops outflanking them from both sides had not yet reached their intended position.
At this time, he didn't care about anything. He immediately established a position on the spot and shot at the fleeing figures illuminated by the searchlights far to the south.
The second and third rows each had two machine guns, and the first wave of bullets knocked over many of the running people.
Unfortunately, the people who were fleeing were hit from the side, and the bullet-receiving surface was narrow, allowing most of the puppet soldiers to escape alive into the darkness.
(End of chapter)
