The Japanese reinforcements, even the security forces that maintain local order, are also well-trained and cannot be faced by the Nine Battalions head-on.
The Japs frantically advanced southward to outflank them, and the Nine Battalions had to choose to get rid of the Japs.
In Hu Yi's view, fight if you can, and run if you can't.
The puppet troops caught among the Japanese do not deserve sympathy.
Whatever the reason, it means betrayal.
The reasons for the surrender of the puppet troops are complicated.
He would not believe it if these guys who were working for the tiger did not suck the blood of the common people.
Ci did not control troops, so he did not have much psychological pressure to drive the puppet troops south surrounded by the Japanese.
The puppet army has already moved south. In order to prevent the puppet army from being crushed and collapsed by the Japanese, we need to reduce the pressure on them...
The Japanese observers soon "discovered" that the crushed Eighth Route Army was jumping eastward, and the formation of the Japanese left wing pressing south changed accordingly. One squad of Japanese soldiers felt that they were biting the Eighth Route Army's tail...
There was a sad and angry roar: "Captain! Yamamoto's military commander was killed in battle. His throat was cut by the Eighth Route Army knife. We are even the shadow of the Eighth Route Army..."
There was a dull gunshot, and the voice of the shouting Japanese messenger was cut off.
"Watanabe-kun"
"Captain! We have sharpshooters." Another voice spread among the group of Japs pressing southward.
The Japanese observer lay on the ground: "Dark night is not good for attacking."
"Senior Private Matsushita, lead a detachment to the east to outflank. The assault team will attack frontally, draw out the Eighth Route Army, and blow them up with grenades." The second lieutenant immediately made arrangements.
A dozen Japanese soldiers with a light machine gun crouched away from the team to outflank them. After running twenty or thirty meters, they began to pick grenades and establish a machine gun position.
Da da da.
Before all the Japs were ready, the Czech light machine gun in the green gauze tent opened fire first.
Then the grenade, which had been fired and delayed for two seconds, was thrown over.
The Japanese machine gunner pulled the trigger when the opponent's machine gun fired and fired back.
Then I heard the superior soldier sergeant next to me shout: "There is an ambush!"
In the flash of gunfire, he could clearly see a large group of people lying in darkness not far away opposite!
There was another "bang", and the head of the superior soldier who raised his head instantly burst into a shower of blood. Gray brains splattered in the darkness, spraying out several meters away, covering the Japanese observers' head and face.
The commander was killed in action, and the observer used the machine gun nearby to shoot a flash, and the observers looked on in confusion.
After a long time, he reached out and wiped his face, and then roared: "Drop a bomb!"
Just as he raised his arm, there was a whoosh sound, and the head of the machine gunner next to him suddenly exploded.
The observer's heart twitched. Hearing strange noises from someone not far away from the Eighth Route Army, he immediately understood that the Eighth Route Army was organizing a counterattack.
At this moment, after a "bang", a sharp whistling sound penetrated into the sky, and in the starry night sky, an invisible black shadow whizzed over.
The observer roared: "Mortar shells!"
After speaking, he put his arms firmly on the ground, kicked the ground with his right foot, and suddenly ran out a few meters sideways, and then collided with another Japanese.
"boom"
The fire shot up into the sky, and powerful air currents mixed with bullets raged in all directions. Gravel, soil, sorghum branches and leaves fell overwhelmingly.
Several Japs were lifted into the sky by the powerful air current, and the Japs observers were also lifted several meters away again by the sweeping air waves.
After a while, the Japanese soldier slowly raised his head and shook his dizzy head.
Looking back, he saw that the military uniform was ignited by the over 2,000-degree heat generated by the explosion. Several mangled corpses were scattered around him, and his heart, liver, spleen and stomach were all over the floor.
"Pfft" The superior soldier's throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes immediately turned red.
"Baga! Tubalu, if I don't cut you into pieces, I won't call you Panasonic."
call out.
A bullet suddenly penetrated his eye socket. It is estimated that he will become a lonely ghost with resentment in hell.
Ta da da. Ta da da. Bang bang bang.
The gunfire was intense briefly and then quickly stopped.
Chug tug tug.
The crooked machine gun that had been silenced fired again.
The Japanese deputy shooter took over the machine gun and fired again.
boom.
The Japanese deputy shooter who was shooting wildly hit his head and fell to the ground.
Under the light of the stars and moon, the green gauze tent was pitch black. Under the cover of night, it looked like a monster with its bloody mouth open. Japs would be killed every moment.
Almost every few gunshots fired, a Japanese soldier would be mercilessly devoured by the night.
Attacking in the dark is completely disrespectful of the lives of the elites.
Finally, some Japanese soldiers couldn't bear the pressure and couldn't help shouting loudly: "Withdraw! Withdraw!!!"
Braving the bullets whizzing behind him, he ran desperately through the green gauze tent, and the gunshots and explosions behind him followed like ghosts.
From time to time, Japanese soldiers were overtaken by bullets.
The invincible Japanese finally understood the fear of being chased by bullets while escaping.
There is no way to stop. If you stop, you will die.
There is no way to stop the attack. The bullet will penetrate the body without waiting for the muzzle to be turned.
Even lying on the ground will not work. The shell guns in the hands of those Tubalu can fire continuously, and they will not hesitate to reload.
The distance between the two sides was too close. The despicable Eighth Route Army did not respect martial ethics and did not give the warriors who were good at bayonet fighting a chance to fight hand-to-hand.
Once upon a time, this scene, which was the highlight moment of the Imperial Army, was changed.
The number of Japs being hunted decreased one by one.
The escaping Japanese soldiers made no choice but to lose their way in the green gauze tent.
There were constant gunshots and explosions.
Madman Yang was crouching and circling outside the Japanese army, when he suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object breaking off a sorghum pole and colliding with the ground.
"There are grenades!" Without any hesitation, he didn't even dare to lift the rifle. He jumped up from the ground, jumped forward, and fell forward.
boom.
A loud bang sounded behind him.
It felt as if a shadow had bitten my back, followed by a burst of pain.
He knew in his heart that he was hurt!
At this time, he couldn't allow him to make too much noise, so he quickly shook his head, and a burst of sand rose from his military cap.
My eyes that were blurred by the dust suddenly felt a cold flash in front of me.
He quickly raised his hand and grabbed the barrel of the rifle that the Japanese soldier in front was stabbing at with his bayonet.
The Japanese guy who rushed over didn't expect Madman Yang to react so quickly. He raised his knee and hit Madman Yang in the head.
Madman Yang turned aside, pulled back the barrel of the gun in his hand, sat on the ground and kicked between the Japanese's legs.
Tom.
The hard military boots collided with the Japanese identity, and there was the sound of eggs breaking.
The trio of Japanese soldiers groped over, and the Japanese devil in the position of attack didn't even expect that the other party could kick his balls to pieces while sitting on the ground.
The Japs following on the left wing pointed their rifles at Madman Yang's body.
Bang. Click bang.
The big dog followed behind Madman Yang, the four rings of the horse in his hand almost ringing continuously.
Pulling the trigger to eject the cartridge case and pushing the bullet into the chamber was so fast that people thought he was holding a semi-automatic rifle!
A Japanese man on the flank was shot first and fell to the ground.
Another Japanese soldier was shot but not injured in any vital parts. After losing his rifle, he still stood and shook.
The bullet fired by the big dog in a hurry did not kill the two Japanese soldiers on the spot.
It's a pity that after three rounds of ammunition were fired earlier, two shots were fired at this time, and the magazine was empty.
When he was still a few meters away from the Japs, the big dog jumped up on the spot and planned to stab the Japs with the muzzle of his rifle.
I misjudged the distance in the dark and was a little off.
After a normal person's body is shot, it is almost impossible to have the strength to fight again.
The invincible Japs are naturally different. The Japs who were standing swaying saw the opponent rushing towards them but fell in front of them.
He quickly took off the grenade hanging on his chest and smashed it directly on the helmet above his head, as if he wanted to pull two shields before he died.
"There are grenades!" Madman Yang, who was on the ground and had just wiped his eyes, saw the Japs smashing the grenades. He quickly leaned back on his back, lifted his feet off the ground and kicked between the legs of the Japs who smashed the grenade cap.
The distance between the two was really close, and they directly kicked the devil.
There was a terrible cracking sound of bones breaking, and the Japanese figure flew out.
It hit a high beam and fell to the ground.
The Japs dropped the grenade in their hands.
