The bullets and grenades that were blown away exploded again in the air, with a glazed luster that was extremely gorgeous.
It was just pity for the Japanese who were entrenched in the lower floors of the turrets and in the bunkers near the turrets. They had just ran out of the turrets or bunkers to avoid the collapsed turrets, but they were greeted by another unavoidable hail of bullets.
Platoon Leader Wang and the two squads of puppet soldiers who ran out of the artillery building were still cursing at the Japanese, but now they saw the collapsed artillery building behind them and the explosions in the camp in the light of the fire, and they broke out in a cold sweat. .
I was lucky enough to escape, thanks to the Japanese.
In fact, the puppet soldiers also called the Japanese soldiers "Japanese" behind their backs, but when they were in front of the Japanese soldiers, they immediately turned into dogs wagging their tails to please them.
While these guys were secretly rejoicing, the Japanese corps leader picked up a 38-meter cap and hit Platoon Leader Wang hard on the back. He yelled furiously: "Pick up your robbers and kill the chicken with me." Give."
As he spoke, the Japanese corps leader had already taken the lead in rushing toward the direction of the cannon fire in the darkness.
Kill the chicken, kill your mother's chicken.
Platoon Commander Wang grinned and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He subconsciously raised his shell gun and aimed it at the Japanese team leader's back, but he still didn't dare to shoot.
Damn it, I have a platoon leader to be commanded by a corps leader like you. Damn it, I will definitely beat you up if I get the chance.
In fact, it is not only the Japanese corps commander who can command them. Any unknown Japanese soldier in the Zhangzhuang stronghold can yell at them. Ask how many of these Imperial Alliance soldiers have not washed the stinky socks and crotches of these Japanese soldiers? of.
This guy just wants to vent his anger on himself. If he wants to shoot the Japanese leader with a black gun, is there any better opportunity than now?
Platoon Leader Wang waved his gun and cursed: "Following him is a fool's errand."
The kid can’t understand it anyway, so let’s have fun talking first.
At this moment, a shell roared down from the head and landed right at the feet of Platoon Leader Wang.
With a loud bang, Platoon Commander Wang flew up.
He saw several brothers beside him flying into the air like him, and he also saw a hand holding a shell gun flying past his eyes.
Platoon Leader Wang began to regret that he had not pulled the trigger just now.
In his final thoughts, Platoon Leader Wang finally thought of his mother, a stooped woman carrying a pile of firewood as big as a mountain.
Platoon Leader Wang fell into a pile of minced meat with a thud, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
Xie Tian kicked Zhang Xingsheng in the butt and cursed: "Damn it, these enemies are still wasting one of my shells. I only have so many 70 shells left. I'll use 60 to hit someone." Cannon, use grenade when you get close, it’s a waste of money.”
Zhang Xingsheng scratched his head honestly: "It went smoothly, I forgot about it."
Xie Tian jumped out of the car and rushed to the cab, telling Qin Fen: "Go and drive that car, pick up Li Changshun and the others later and follow me."
Dozens of miles away, Tang Haoer, Li Chunxiang and a large group of people stood on the steps at the entrance of Gushan Temple, looking at the sky in the direction of Zhangzhuang being dyed red.
You can't hear the sound of gunfire from such a distance, but you can see the firelight that reflects the red sky.
"The fight has started, the sky is burning red, your big bandit must have won another big victory." Li Chunxiang said excitedly, holding Tang Haoer's arm.
Yes, such a big fire must have been caused by Xie Baoqing's group, but he only brought a few people there. Tang Haoer's heart has been clenching ever since Xie Tian left.
In comparison, the Jinsui Army soldiers who had just surrendered on the sidelines did not have this mentality. It fulfilled most people's wishes that they did not have to follow them to fight.
Isn't it good to just hang out like this?
Why bother provoking the Japanese?
And he still took the initiative.
With this kind of mentality, it's no wonder Xie Tian won't take them to the battlefield for the time being. Pulling them out to fight now will only be a burden. These soldiers will only grow up after being tempered by several battles.
The sneak attack on the Zhangzhuang Japs was just a lure. Xie Tian wanted to anger the Japs and trigger their crazy revenge, so that he could rely on the favorable terrain to attack the retaliating Japs and allow his group of soldiers to grow up quickly.
The soldiers of Li Changshun's mobile platoon who had been ambushing on the battlefield were immediately speechless when they saw that Zhang Xingsheng had killed most of the enemies coming out of the gun tower with one shot.
Do these few enemies need your artillery support? Are you too idle?
If they knew that Xie Tian kicked Zhang Xingsheng, I'm afraid these guys would have to cheer loudly.
Xie Tian took a taxi, turned on the car lights and drove forward without restraint.
Seeing the car lights turn on, the leader of the Japanese team leader's eyes were almost bleeding. He raised his gun and pointed a shot at the truck, shouting at the dozen or so Imperial Army soldiers beside him: "Kill the chickens. ,shot."
From such a long distance, the 38-meter cover can barely be reached, and it is basically impossible to hit the target.
The Imperial Alliance soldiers started firing their guns ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-the-guns, the bullets that can hit the truck within 30 meters are already considered good marksmanship, not to mention that most of the Imperial Alliance soldiers just respond to fire, anyway, they are shooting out the bullets. , as for where it goes, that's none of my business.
The Japanese corps leader led a dozen Imperial Army troops to chase the truck that was about to leave in the distance. At this moment, a burst of fierce gunfire suddenly came from the darkness beside him, like fried beans.
More than a dozen people were hit hard and fell to the ground without even surviving a round of strafing.
In the darkness, Li Changshun led his eleven soldiers to rush out. When he saw the dark figure lying on the ground, he fired a burst. Even if the opponent had been beaten into a sieve by this round of shooting, he would not let go.
Only dead people will not threaten your safety, thank God.
Wu Wenhua was speechless and followed Li Changshun and others into the battlefield.
This battle was very boring.
Long-range artillery attacks, short-range sneak attacks, and the absolute suppressive firepower of a dozen F-guns. Such a powerful firepower configuration is enough to deal with a small team of Japanese soldiers, right?
Using it to fight so many Imperial Alliance troops is like using a mortar to swat flies. What a waste.
Li Changshun kicked over the beaten Japanese corps leader and ordered in a deep voice: "Clean the battlefield quickly, don't let the regiment commander wait for us."
After taking away valuable things from the Japanese team leader, Li Changshun took off a compression grenade covered with iron nails from his chest and pulled out the safety tab.
Seeing this grenade, Wu Wenhua asked strangely: "How come your grenade has so many nails stuck on it?"
Li Changshun grinned: "The regiment leader taught us this, so that when the grenade explodes, its power can be increased several times."
Seeing Li Changshun carefully put the grenade under the Japs and pressed the handle with the Japs' corpse, he was surprised and said, "Is this what the regiment leader taught you?"
It's too much. Using enemy corpses to create booby traps has subverted Wu Wenhua's understanding of war.
In the traditional Chinese concept, the dead are the most important. After a person dies, the past grudges and grudges have been wiped out, even if they are enemies.
But now, soldiers like Xie Baoqing are using even dead people as weapons. It is conceivable that when the Japanese come to collect the corpses, this grenade full of iron nails may take away a few more lives.
If there is a Japanese commander standing nearby...
Li Changshun smiled: "Not long ago, we were just refugees who fled here. It was the regiment leader who taught us how to fight. If he hadn't taught us, how would we know this? The regiment leader said, no matter what White cat or black cat, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat. Rules are reserved for the living, so you can ignore all rules in order to survive. As long as you can destroy the enemy, what you say is a rule."
Wu Wenhua was frightened, but he deeply agreed with Xie Baoqing's words.
Rules are for the living, and you can ignore them all in order to survive.
As long as you can destroy the enemy, whatever you say is the rule.
If Xie Baoqing is an enemy, then such an enemy is really terrible.
Li Changshun placed the booby traps, and when he saw Ge Dazhuang leading a few people running towards the puppet soldiers who were killed by Zhang Xingsheng, he hurriedly shouted: "Dazhuang is back, don't use a few broken guns, don't waste the regiment's time."
Ge Dazhuang and the others were really obedient. They braked suddenly and turned around and ran back.
How many broken guns?
That is to say, only the soldiers of Xie Baoqing's independent regiment had the confidence to say such things. Now the independent regiment is really rich. It is no exaggeration to say that one soldier is equipped with two guns. The main force squad is equipped with one machine gun and nine grenades. Each person has a rifle with fifty rounds of ammunition and two grenades. This firepower configuration is slightly better than that of the little Japanese team.
Although weapons and equipment cannot completely represent combat effectiveness, without good weapons and equipment, combat effectiveness will certainly not be much higher.
For example, on the Eighth Route Army, Zhang Dabiao led a company of troops to ambush the Japanese convoy but did not dare to take action. Xie Tian only had more than 30 refugee soldiers who had never robbed the Japanese convoy but robbed the Japanese convoy.
why?
He has 70mm mortars and machine guns.
This is just like brushing the boss remotely. The boss cannot hit you but you can hit the boss. Even if you can only knock out a drop of blood from the boss at a time, you can slowly grind the boss to death.
Li Changshun and others had cleaned the battlefield, and Qin Fen had already driven the truck in front of them and shouted: "Get in the truck quickly, the regiment leader ordered the battlefield to be moved."
The soldiers climbed onto the trucks one after another and drove away with a pile of loot.
This raid was a long one. In fact, it only took ten minutes from the sound of the cannons to the end of the battle. Before the Japanese could react, Xie Tian had already led his men to move the battlefield.
This is the real blitzkrieg. There is a crack of lightning. After it strikes, you turn around and leave without seeing the result.
Thank God they withdrew, but the whole Zhangzhuang was in chaos.
The Japs stationed in Zhangzhuang were mainly entrenched in the large stronghold near the train station. The Japs in the large stronghold had quickly dispatched as soon as the gunfire sounded. A squadron of Japs took several trucks to rush to the rescue of the Zhangzhuang West Blockhouse that was attacked, but was not attacked. The Japanese troops also rushed to support several other gun towers without stopping, especially at the train station and along the railway line, where heavy troops were deployed for defense.
What the Japanese disliked most was night fighting. In night fighting, the Japanese army could not take advantage, especially because air support was completely useless.
Therefore, what the Eighth Route Army likes most is night fighting.
Now there is another thank you.
