On the ambush position, Yang Yuanshan arranged for the soldiers of the special agent company to get ready, and then came to Li Yunlong to report:
"Captain, the Japs from the Huting stronghold have come out in full force. More than 300 people have arrived. They must have received the telegram requesting help from the observation group just now."
"Haha, okay! This is another time to deliver food to me.
It would be a bit difficult to deal with more than 300 of them if they huddled in the Huting stronghold.
But coming out to fight with us now is asking for death! "
Li Yunlong was very excited.
At this time, Chu Yunfei next to him reminded:
"Brother Yunlong, the little Japs in this Huting stronghold are different from the officers from the Laoshizi observation group just now. I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with these more than 300 people, right?"
Judging from past achievements, more than 300 little devils are enough to defeat one or two regiments of the Jinsui Army in a field battle!
Now, due to the losses in the Baijiazhuang and Biandanling battles and the reduction of personnel sent back to carry the loot, the secret service company only has six to seven hundred people left.
Compared with the little devils who had more than 300 people, the advantage was obviously not as great as when they had just ambushed the observation group.
Hearing that Chu Yunfei looked down on his own people, Li Yunlong immediately became unhappy.
The tiger's eyes glared:
"Brother Yunfei just looked at it, there are more than three hundred little devils, doesn't it only take an hour?
Yang Yuanshan, tell me, can we deal with this gang of thugs in one hour? "
Annihilating more than 300 Japs in one hour?
The difficulty is certainly not small.
After all, even if there are three hundred pigs, it is not easy to catch them all in one hour!
What's more, this group of little devils also brought two Type 92 infantry cannons and up to eight heavy machine guns!
As for grenades and light machine guns, there should be more.
The most important thing is that now it can hardly be called an ambush, but more of an encounter!
In addition to having a slight advantage of being in a commanding position, the soldiers of the special agent company did not have the cover of trenches and fortifications.
This is quite fatal in battle.
You know, the shooting skills of the little devils on the land of Sanjin are quite powerful now.
But Yang Yuanshan still gritted his teeth and patted his chest and promised Li Yunlong:
"Don't worry, captain, we have confidence!"
In the army, you cannot give in. Even if you break your teeth, you have to swallow them in your belly.
Now Li Yunlong obviously wants to scare Chu Yunfei, and Yang Yuanshan certainly can't hold him back.
"Hahaha, good boy, I will believe you this time!
Give these sons of bitches a good beating! "
Li Yunlong smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"yes!"
…
After reporting to Li Yunlong, Yang Yuanshan ran back to the soldiers and ordered the three artillery platoon leaders:
"When the little devils arrive, you will shoot all the cannonballs for me!"
"Ah, all lit?
Company Commander, are we going to have a hard time in the future? "
Wang Gensheng asked in surprise.
“If it’s gone, let’s seize it again!
The regiment leader just gave an order to deal with the more than 300 imps coming in one hour.
They also brought two Type 92 infantry guns. We have no trench cover now. If we don't bully them with artillery fire, our comrades will suffer heavy casualties. "
There are still a lot of shells in Yang Yuanshan's system warehouse, so of course he doesn't care.
What's more, the rewards for just wiping out the little Japanese army officers' observation group in northern Hebei included so many artillery pieces and artillery shells that they couldn't even use them all.
Seeing what he said, Wang Gensheng and others immediately nodded and agreed.
They have become accustomed to Yang Yuanshan's rich style.
The key point is that in the past, the special agent company was really like what Yang Yuanshan said. They could seize a lot of equipment by beating up the little devils at will, which simply surprised them.
As time passed, they became insensitive to Yang Yuanshan's attitude of not caring about ammunition.
…
After some arrangements, a few minutes passed. Without a telescope, Yang Yuanshan saw four Bianshan Wheels driving up the mountain road ahead, and behind them there was smoke rising from the march of a large group of people.
Obviously, this was the arrival of the more than 300 little Japs from the Huting stronghold.
Seeing the little devil coming, Yang Yuanshan was sweating in his heart.
Since there was no time to dig trenches, the soldiers could only lie down on the ridge and try to use the weeds to hide themselves.
At this moment, if the kid uses a heavy machine gun to conduct a reconnaissance fire, there is a high probability that the spy company will be exposed.
But fortunately, this group of little devils left in a hurry, and it seemed that they didn't even have time to conduct fire reconnaissance.
Yang Yuanshan suddenly had a realization in his heart: These little devils must have received a telegram from the observation group asking for help, so they were in such a hurry.
However, they didn't know that the observation group had all been eaten by the spies, leaving no one alive.
At this moment, the military uniforms of Fu Bu Naochen and others were stripped away by the soldiers of the special agent company. They were all lying on the mountain road like naked pigs, waiting for the hungry wolves to visit at night.
Thinking of this, Yang Yuanshan couldn't help but whisper softly:
"Little devil, you are running so fast, can't you wait to see the Lord of Hell? I will help you later!"
His muttering was heard by Wei Dayong beside him. The man smiled honestly and said to Yang Yuanshan:
"Company Commander, you can't compete with me this time!
I haven’t had enough killing yet! "
"Monk, you kid is too murderous. Does Buddha know?"
Yang Yuanshan rolled his eyes at this guy.
"Hey, then who makes the little devil so hateful!
If I had a chance, I would have to rip off the head of their dog locust and use it as a urinal! "
…
The two of them murmured, and then they saw the little devil's team starting to arrive in the middle of the valley road where the spy company was lying in wait.
Yang Yuanshan immediately took a 38-meter cap and fired at a flag bearer in the Japs' team who was carrying the Japs' military flag.
"Snap hook!"
With the sound of a gunshot, the flag-bearer immediately fell to the ground.
The team of little devils suddenly shouted in horror:
"Enemy attack!"
"Quick, quick, fight back!"
"It's the eighth road, on the mountain ridge!"
…
However, before they could form a formation to fight back, they heard a terrible whistling sound in the sky.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Upon hearing this sound, everyone immediately shouted in horror:
"Bombardment!"
The officers in the team quickly shouted:
"Avoid the gunfire and get down!"
"Quickly, spread out!"
"It's the mountain artillery! 3 o'clock direction! The infantry artillery is quick to fire back!"
…
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
The sound of dense explosions of artillery shells made this group of little devils feel as cold as water. Everyone held their heads in their hands and lay on the ground, hoping that the Eighth Route bombardment would pass quickly.
However, what disappointed them was that the artillery shells from the Eighth Route Army seemed to be free of charge, and they continued to fall. The shrapnel produced by the explosion was like the deadly scythe of the God of Death, constantly making miserable howls.
At this moment, Lieutenant Taro Tanaka, who was leading the team, saw that his men had injured dozens of people under these rounds of shelling. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared and ordered:
"Artillery, counterattack quickly! Kill the enemy's artillery fire!"
The artillerymen, who had long been braving artillery fire to adjust the direction and angle of the infantry guns, were feeling bitter.
The enemy's artillery was deployed behind the mountain ridge, and its position and angle were calculated in advance, so it could attack our own side so easily.
Now it is simply too difficult for our own side to use these two infantry cannons to counterattack!
The most important thing is that now it is an encounter, and they lack an observer who can observe the enemy's artillery position and provide them with tips for calibrating the impact point.
However, the enemy's artillery fire was so fierce now, and after hearing Lieutenant Tanaka's order, they didn't care so much. They visually inspected the path of the eight-way artillery shells, estimated the location of their artillery positions, and immediately adjusted the angle of the infantry cannon. Put in the shells and fire.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two artillery shots were fired, and two high-explosive grenades were launched towards the Eighth Route Army on the ridge.
It has to be said that the artillery skills of the Little Japanese artillery are really powerful. It was only a rough estimate that the fired shell exploded about ten meters away from a 90mm light mortar.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two violent explosions sounded, and the flying shrapnel directly scratched two artillery platoon soldiers who could not dodge, and blood instantly poured out.
When Wang Gensheng, the most senior artillery platoon leader, saw this, he became furious and shouted:
"The mortars continue to fire in the designated area!
Mountain artillery and infantry artillery, blow up those two infantry artillery pieces of the little devil first! "
Following his order, the three mountain cannons and four Type 92 infantry cannons immediately turned their muzzles and fired three rounds at the little devil's two Type 92 infantry cannons.
A total of twenty-one artillery shells were fired at the little devil's artillery position like a heavy rain.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
A rumble like the arrival of a thunder god enveloped the little devil's artillery.
Although many of the shells missed the mark, four or five shells still landed near the two Type 92 infantry guns, blowing the two guns and the artillerymen operating them to pieces.
…
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