Wang Hao only left two mortars and replenished some ammunition.
Also took some money and a pistol watch and other things.
Now Wang Hao, his three platoon leaders, and Duan Peng each wear a Longines watch.
In addition to watches, they also had two speed machines inserted into their waists.
The rest of Wang Hao's troops were all given to Kong Jie, and the mortars he borrowed from Kong Jie were also returned to him.
Therefore, Kong Jie has made a lot of money in this business.
This is one of the reasons why Kong Jie is willing to follow Peipianpidian.
Seeing the little Japs rushing toward them, the soldiers felt inexplicably excited. They lay down in the bunker and clenched their guns.
Wang Hao also stared closely at the little devil who rushed over.
What he looked at was not how far away the little devil was from them, but how far away the little devil was from the prisoner of war camp?
I saw that the little Japanese was already more than 200 meters away from the gate of the prisoner of war camp.
Wang Hao picked up the gun in his hand and aimed at the Japanese squadron leader behind him.
Wang Hao has long disliked this guy.
He's cute and fun-loving, but he also screams loudly. If not, who will hit you?
"bump……"
The gun in Wang Hao's hand rang out.
The bullets spun forward and flew past countless Japanese soldiers, flying straight towards Captain Yamada in the rear.
Captain Yamada is really a bit of a coward.
Just because as soon as he came to China, he didn't fight many battles before he was transferred to this prisoner of war camp.
After that, there was no real battle. My life was very comfortable and peaceful.
Abuse those prisoners of war every day, find some sense of existence in them, and satisfy your abnormal psychology.
Then there was nothing to do. All day long he was just trying to figure out how to bully the people, look for flower girls, and drain his body.
In the end, he made himself like this.
That's both dishonest and cowardly.
This time when he came out to fight, he naturally hid behind him and shouted frantically to kill him.
That's quite cruel and crazy.
As a result, a gunshot fired from the opposite side.
A bullet passed through countless Japs and hit him in the head with a pop.
Ga...
Captain Yamada's shouting stopped suddenly, he stared with eyes that couldn't believe it, and fell to the ground with a plop.
ah?
The squadron leader’s jade is broken?
The little devils instinctively looked back at the squadron leader who fell on the ground, feeling at a loss for a moment.
As a result, the gunshots in front suddenly crackled like firecrackers.
Countless little devils were suddenly shot and fell to the ground before they could react and were still in a daze.
Each of these bullets seemed to have a purpose, hitting the bodies of these Japs.
The postures in which these little devils fell to the ground were so diverse.
I can't react, I can't react at all!
The other party didn't give them any time to react, and they had already defeated half of the Japs.
Moreover, every devil has more than one bullet in his body.
There was no way, the Eighth Route Army soldiers had no way to distinguish them, they could only hit whichever one they aimed at, and then hit them repeatedly.
The remaining little devils were horrified when they saw that half of them had fallen as soon as the battle started. He quickly lay down on the ground and fired at Tubalu in front of him.
But soon, something more terrifying happened.
The heads of the Japanese lying on the ground were exploded by bullets like watermelons, with red and white objects flying everywhere.
The little devil at Nishio has good marksmanship. He believes that as long as he lies on the ground, these bullies will definitely not be his opponents.
However, he soon discovered that he was wrong.
The Tubal Road ahead was not far from them, only a hundred meters at most. This distance is no problem for him.
However, he fired a shot, but it hit the air.
"Bagaya Road, it's impossible, absolutely impossible. I clearly aimed at it, so why did I miss it? Is my gun's sight broken?"
So, he aimed at the head of another eight-way man and shot decisively.
However, the next second, his eyes widened again.
Yes, he missed it again.
The eight-way head seemed to sense danger and retracted.
"Bagaya Road, impossible, absolutely impossible..."
"It can't be that my gun is broken. It must be because I haven't fought for so many years and my marksmanship has deteriorated. Baga Yalu..."
"puff……"
The head of a Japs lying on the left exploded. Something red and white splashed across his face.
"ah……"
The little devil at the west end was frightened half to death, his eyes widened.
"puff……"
The head of a Japs lying on his right exploded again. Although the red and white stuff didn't splash on him, the sight of it made him so sick that he almost vomited.
Only then did he suddenly realize that most of the heads of the Japanese lying on the ground like him had been blown out.
Looking up, it looks like rotten watermelons all over the ground.
"Ah, no, it's impossible. How could this happen? How could this happen?"
The little devil at Nishio panicked.
This was the first time since he entered China that he felt so scared.
"No, these are not Tubal, they are devils, devils..."
Coincidentally, at this moment, many young men are as scared as the little devils at the west end.
Finally, they could no longer resist the fear in their hearts, so they got up and ran away.
Seeing this scene, the little devil from West End felt chilled in his heart, and he quickly got up and turned around to run.
As soon as this scene appeared, the other little devils couldn't stand still anymore and quickly got up and turned around and ran away.
The gate of the prisoner of war camp ahead was only 200 meters away from them. As long as they work hard, they can run back in half a minute at most.
However, Tubalu in front did not give them this half-minute chance.
The bullets were shot over, and the little devils fell on the way to escape one by one.
A bullet was also planted in the back of Nishio's little devil's head. The bullet entered from the back of his head, spinning and taking away a large piece of flesh and blood from his face.
The little devil from West End plopped down on the ground, and there was another rotten watermelon on the ground.
More than 30 young men ran away together, but no one could run 50 meters before they all fell to the ground.
At this moment, Kong Jie and the Eighth Route Army soldiers he brought with him were all numb when they saw this scene.
When attacking the Xishan stronghold, due to terrain problems, the little Japanese hid behind those bunkers.
They couldn't intuitively see how miserable those little devils were.
Now, they see clearly.
It was a battle almost on level ground, and they could see it clearly.
Just because they saw it clearly, their hearts were shocked beyond belief.
Horrible, so terrible.
It only took more than two minutes for a squadron of Japs to start shooting and finish.
Total annihilation.
Moreover, 80% of the Japs were shot in the head. Some Japs even had their heads blown off by two bullets at the same time.
Shocking, extremely shocking.
Kong Jie swallowed hard.
The voices have changed.
"Comrade Wang Hao, where did you find so many sharpshooters?"
Yes, he didn't think that Wang Hao taught so many sharpshooters, but that Wang Hao found them.
As a veteran regiment leader who has experienced many battles, he knows that it is impossible to train so many sharpshooters at once.
Therefore, it can only be found.
How could Wang Hao tell him the truth? He smiled at him and said loudly to the soldiers:
"Brothers, the battle is not over yet. Have you seen those Japs on the wall? Kill them and then clean up the battlefield."
Hearing this, Kong Jie's eyes widened again.
Fight the Japanese on the city wall from here? Do you know how far this is?
