Japanese attacks from four directions were launched simultaneously.
This attack was completely different from the previous attacks.
A large number of Japanese soldiers in the north were divided into three groups. The formation did not spread out. They followed the cars and tanks to form a front and formed an infantry-tank coordination.
The Japanese soldier in front did not hold a gun, but actually carried a police steel-wood shield that was very rare on the battlefield.
The light machine gun on the car was the first to start roaring.
The grenade launcher started firing grenades.
The Japs braced themselves.
The Japs in front began to throw something on the way forward.
Not a grenade, but a new high-tech product of the Imperial Army: a smoke grenade.
Gunpowder smoke still filled with the smell of blood penetrated the nostrils, and the Japanese soldiers wearing gas masks and crotched waists slowly moved forward in the smoke, gradually advancing.
The car's engine roared, and the car with its narrow tires had no ability to maneuver in the field.
Fortunately, the Japs had enough manpower. More than a dozen Japs followed the car in reverse gear, shouting slogans and providing thrust to the car whose tires were stuck in the field.
Deputy Zhao, who was hiding behind the shooting hole and observing, felt a little uneasy.
I dared to set up an ambush on the Japanese in the afternoon because it was discovered that the Japanese only had one squadron.
Who knew that at night, the Japanese troops would suddenly increase so much?
And can the car be directly converted into a mobile firepower point in a short period of time?
Isn't this just a tank in disguise?
Although they were on the defensive, the rammed earth walls gave the soldiers the greatest protection.
But the light and heavy machine guns on the Japanese cars were really powerful. The free bullets hit the soldiers lying on the wall until they could hardly raise their heads.
Moreover, the two sides are now fighting openly and openly. Although the Eighth Route Army soldiers do not lack courage, the lack of ammunition is always a problem.
Previously, he must have been fooled by lard, so he decided to ambush the Japanese who had already sent more troops.
The situation at hand is not good.
While he was thinking about it, a voice came from behind him: "Captain Zhao, the enemy is too strong, we must find a way to break out now!"
When Captain Zhao heard Captain Pei's voice, he turned around and asked happily: "How is the seizure situation?"
"Not very optimistic. The Japs on the dead ground don't seem to have much ammunition with them." Captain Pei, who came over, felt a little depressed.
"How much did San Ba Da Gai get?"
"I said, now we should consider concentrating our forces to break out." Captain Pei did not answer Deputy Captain Zhao's question about the seizure.
The conversation between the two didn't seem to go smoothly.
Seeing that they had the advantage of the terrain, but were helpless against the Japs, Deputy Commander Zhao was a little unwilling: "Don't worry, it's still early before dawn, and the Japs don't know our true strength. If we don't seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, , can you sleep well in the future?"
"This is the defense zone of our three verticals. I solemnly hope you can consider it."
"We will fight until three o'clock in the morning and then break out in different ways. Is this okay?" Deputy Commander Zhao has been active in enemy-occupied areas for many years. He is very familiar with the temper of the Japanese and can almost judge the enemy's next offensive tactics.
He felt that by making use of the ambush preparations made in the village in the afternoon, he should be able to expand the results of the battle.
Although he wanted to retreat, he was unwilling to retreat even though he had favorable conditions.
Captain Pei's tone suddenly became tough: "No, we must break out immediately. If you don't agree, I will take the guerrilla detachment and leave now."
"Hey, I said you wouldn't be honest if you did this, right?"
"You have to understand that it took a lot of effort for us to recruit these people. We can't fight the enemy in a positional battle and die in vain!"
"You are afraid of the enemy in the face of battle!"
"What you are doing is military adventurism and you are making fun of the lives of soldiers!"
"Don't put a shit basin on my head!"
"Then give the order to retreat immediately."
Deputy Captain Zhao had no choice but to delay: "I think it is better to send a report to the superior for instructions before making a decision!"
"Okay." Captain Pei actually wanted to fight the Japanese. As a commander, he had more issues to consider.
"Every action must be taken according to the command, and there is nothing wrong with listening to the orders from superiors." Deputy Commander Zhao had no intention of retreating. The mines that had been deployed while the guerrilla detachment was cleaning the battlefield had not yet been set off.
With a dark face, Captain Pei waved his hand to the guerrillas to deliver the three big and eight big rifles seized when cleaning the battlefield, as well as the bullets collected from the Japanese soldiers, to the soldiers of the main force.
The soldiers looked reluctantly.
The Sanba Gai is a good thing. If you capture one, you will be rewarded by the entire column!
"Fifty meters"
The car was rattled.
The Japs' leading soldiers, carrying their shields, followed closely and advanced towards the rammed earth wall.
The shield is really a good thing, it can stop bullets!
A Japanese car carrying heavy machine guns in the north of the village.
Become a firepower point that provides cover for the attacking team.
The missiles moving back and forth forced most of the Eighth Route Army soldiers lying on the wall to lower their heads.
From time to time, bullets fired back from the side hit the car body with a resounding sound.
The car did not provide much effective protection to the Japanese behind the car.
Because the wall surrounding the village is wide, the closer you get to the wall, the more vulnerable you are to bullets from both sides.
From time to time, Japanese soldiers fell down and were injured, and the unlucky ones died directly.
The Eighth Route Army, which was suppressed by a heavy machine gun and two light machine guns on the car compartment, had a hard time.
From time to time, soldiers were shot, seriously injured, or sacrificed.
Both sides were mobilizing their troops, and there were few sounds of retaliation in the village.
The atmosphere is slowly becoming weird and tense.
It's so oppressive that people can't breathe.
The situation of the Japanese attacks in the south and east was similar.
As the attack progressed, the encirclement gradually became smaller.
There were no car-modified tanks to cover the southeast and west, and the attacking Japs continued to suffer casualties.
"Deputy Commander Zhao, you can't keep doing this!" Behind the correspondent stood a young man holding a shell gun, wearing a patchwork military uniform, and with a somewhat anxious expression.
Deputy Commander Zhao said with a dark face: "Let's help our friendly forces fight the Japanese. Why don't you tell us why we can't do this?"
"We don't have enough ammunition to fight the Japanese!"
"Then why didn't you tell us when we set up an ambush in the village this afternoon?"
"Afternoon is afternoon, and now is now. In the afternoon, it was said that the enemy only has one squadron, and now the Japanese coming have become a large group. The enemy is too strong, and the superior ordered us to move immediately."
The orders from superiors must be carried out. Deputy Captain Zhao looked at the political director who made the report with a dark face: "Okay, you and Captain Pei go first, I will cover you."
As the Japanese approached, the gunshots on the wall gradually became more intense.
A soldier was lying on the top of the rammed earth wall, holding a hair rope tightly in his hand.
"Pull the mine!" The correspondent on the wall above Captain Zhao suddenly screamed.
Several ropes leading straight into the fields suddenly stretched.
boom.
The fire was accompanied by a loud noise.
The leading Japanese soldier holding a shield was blown into the sky.
"Light machine gun, fire for me immediately!" Another order was issued.
A light machine gun that was originally firing intermittently like peas on the front immediately opened fire.
The machine gunners on both wings had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and heard the sound of machine guns from the front.
Then squeeze the trigger.
Two machine gun rounds
