On the official road leading to Donghui Town in the county town, more than 300 Japanese and puppet troops lined up in two rows, carrying rifles, heavy machine guns, and mortars, and marched towards Donghui Town with their power.

The squadron leader walked in the middle of the team, riding on the only war horse in the army. Looking at the high-spirited troops, his face filled with smiles.

Although my mission is just a reckless attack, I will hardly make great contributions.

But the squadron leader didn't care.

After being transferred from the field troops to the garrison troops, facing the bright lights and wine in the city, the squadron leader no longer had the intention to make achievements.

Now he has only one goal, and he will try every means to make more money and not live a poor life after he is discharged from the army.

After receiving the task of attacking the attack, he was happy for a while.

Although this trip will not be a big contribution, it is an independent battle. When you want to take action, you can take action. If you want to sweep the village, you can sweep the village. Take the opportunity to get benefits. No one can care about himself.

Although the people here are poor and cannot grab too many good things, they are better because there are many people, and there will still be a lot of gains after sweeping the entire village.

With this kind of good mood, the squadron leader rode on the war horse and enjoyed the benefits of this trip as soon as he left the city.

"Sir, you have entered the hilly area ahead. Should you order the troops to slow down the marching speed? The vanguard troops will increase their search efforts in the surrounding areas." The deputy captain reminded with a hint of concern.

"No!" The squadron leader waved his hand to deny it.

At this moment, he had only one idea in his mind: quickly enter the National Rescue Army garrison and sweep a few more villages before the captain came.

Once the marching speed slows down, the troops cannot arrive at Donghui Town on time. The time it takes for the brigade leader to use to sweep before he arrives will be reduced, and the villages that subordinates can sweep will be reduced. That is no different from blocking his own financial path. The squadron leader will not agree to anything.

Seeing that the adjutant did not take the order immediately, he still looked worried, and the squadron leader became impatient.

"Bageyalu, will my order not work?"

"Don't you think you are too cautious? The Imperial Army has heavily swept the National Salvation Army. They must be busy building blocking positions now, and it is impossible to take the initiative."

"And the hills ahead are located in the Imperial Army occupied area, close to the county town, and there are strongholds stationed by the Imperial Army nearby. Even if the National Salvation Army has the courage to take the initiative, it is impossible to go deep into the Imperial Army occupied area and attack us under the noses of the Imperial Army, unless they want to destroy themselves and seek death by themselves."

"The troops keep moving forward at a speed and must fight to Donghui Town within the specified time."

"If I go too late, the National Salvation Army stationed in Donghui Town will run away, and the captain will definitely not spare us!"

The deputy captain was shocked and thought of the military order issued by the captain to the corps command for this operation: not kill the national rescue army, and apologize to His Majesty the Emperor on the battlefield.

If the National Salvation Army was disbanded because of himself, the captain would definitely kill himself before the caesarean section.

I looked at the squadron leader with cold sweat and rain, and I was very grateful to me: "Thank you, the commander, for reminding me that I personally urged the troops to march from now on, and ensured that I could reach Donghui Town on time."

Hongshiwa, a depression surrounded by several hills, is like a big pot rack here. The official road enters the bottom of the pot through the gap between the two hills and exits the bottom of the pot from the mountain pass formed by the other two hills.

The hills are very large, with an altitude of more than 100 meters. The gentle desert slopes stretch at least 500 meters, resulting in the official road passing through the bottom of the pot being 500 meters long.

The Third Battalion was ambushed on the gentle slope south of the official road, and the troops dug a trench nearly 500 meters long along the mountain.

The soldiers squatted in the trench, covered with thatch and shrubs, and blended with the surrounding environment. They could not find them even when they walked in front of them.

Zhou Cheng squatted in the middle of the trench, holding the only heavy machine gun in the battalion beside him. All around him were hidden with thatch, with only the dark heavy machine gun barrel exposed.

"Report to the battalion commander: The Japanese and puppet troops are still five hundred meters away." Reconnaissance platoon leader Tang Shengbo gasped and crawled into the position.

"There are ten Japanese fronts in front, and the Japanese infantry one hundred meters behind are Japanese infantry, then heavy machine gun troops and mortar troops, and the puppet army behind the palace."

Two rays of light shot out from Zhou Cheng's eyes quickly and turned their heads to Chen Zhengyu's orders: "Old Chen, arrange for all machine gun teams to move forward, and the Japanese are concentrated in front."

"As soon as my heavy machine guns fired, all the light machine guns concentrated their firepower to kill the Japanese riflemen."

"After the grenade launcher is fired, organize a machine gun team to retreat immediately, and no one can fight."

As soon as Chen Zhengyu left, Zhou Chengju turned his attention to Li Honghui: "Deputy Battalion Commander Li will remind all the company and platoon leaders."

"Riflesmen shoot freely, and once the grenade launcher is fired, the troops will immediately retreat separately in platoons, and they will not be able to fight in love."

Li Honghui didn't expect that he had a task, so he realized it after a moment of confusion, and then he became excited.

Now is a war, military situation is urgent, time is life.

The battalion commander can give himself tasks at this time, which means that the battalion commander no longer excludes himself as he did at the beginning.

Li Honghui's secret mission to the Third Battalion did monitor Zhou Cheng, but he was also a soldier and wanted to fight the Japanese, but he didn't want to lose the opportunity to fight the Japanese because of the secret mission arranged for him on the top of the mountain.

It was already surprising that Zhou Cheng was able to bring him out to the war this time, so he decided to use this opportunity to kill the Japanese.

Unexpectedly, the battalion commander could still assign tasks to himself on the battlefield without any grudges. The excitement in his heart could no longer be described in words.

Although this task is optional and not very important, Li Honghui still decided to complete it well.

Hurry up and take the order: "Don't worry, battalion commander, I will tell every company and platoon leader in person."

After saying that, he picked up the gun and ran towards the trench on the side.

Zhou Cheng was very satisfied with Li Honghui's reaction.

Although he has secrets he doesn't know when he comes to the Third Camp, it doesn't mean that this person cannot be used.

It was like before he used his identity as the Military Control Commission to contact the headquarters and asked the above for benefits.

To take a step back, even if he does something that is sorry to the Third Battalion one day, he will squeeze out all his surplus value and drive out the Third Battalion, or kill it directly.

"Changyuan Bridge!"

Zhou Cheng didn't think about this issue for too long, and as soon as Li Honghui left, he turned his attention to the fire platoon leader.

"Arrival!" Chang Yuanqiao ran over immediately.

"The eight-door grenade launcher is back to command, staring at the heavy machine gun next to me, and when the gunshot sounds, the grenade launcher joins the battle, covering the infantry's retreat..."

Chang Yuanqiao was also very excited.

This was the first time he was so generous after being the fire platoon leader, and he was commanding eight grenade launchers to shoot at the same time.

Although they are not mortars and are not as powerful as mortars, they are numerous, with eight grenades hitting each round, and if all hit the target, they will also explode one large area.

Hurry up and take the order: "Don't worry, battalion commander, your comrades' shooting accuracy is definitely higher than before, so I guarantee that you won't disappoint you."

After re-explaining all the tasks, Zhou Cheng turned his attention to the foot of the mountain again.

He picked up the rifle and stared at Yamaguchi with a very serious expression.

"Battery Commander, the Japanese are here..." Tang Shengbo lay beside him and reminded, holding a box of cannon in his hand, expecting and nervous.

"Keep calm, the recruits will turn off the insurance of the rifle for me. Without my orders, no one can shoot in advance!" Zhou Cheng reminded me at the end.

After saying that, he stared at the Japanese who had already entered the pocket array.

Ten Japanese devils spread out in battle formations, with the rifle in their hands, and at least three Japanese devils staring at each direction around them.

Although they remained vigilant, because the marching speed was too fast, their investigation was more like a quick look and act.

After entering the pocket array fifty meters, more than a hundred riflemen entered Zhou Cheng's vision one after another.

There were two formations lined up, with rifles and light machine guns all on their shoulders, and the entire team looked very neat.

The heavy machine gun squad and the mortar squad followed closely, with some carrying guns, some carrying cannons, and some carrying ammunition boxes. The team lined up as neatly as the riflemen.

If I hadn't known in advance that they were going to attack Donghui Town, I would have thought they were conducting military parades and armed parades.

The Imperial Army behind the palace was very poor. Some people carried rifles and some carried them. They did not come at all when they felt comfortable.

The march is a mess, and there is almost no formation.

The company platoon leader walked next to the team, constantly scolding his subordinates to speed up, looking messy.

Zhou Cheng glanced at him and turned his gaze to more than a hundred Japanese in front.

The squadron leader held his commanding knife on his waist, rode on the war horse, and walked in the middle of the team, standing out like a crane, and was particularly conspicuous.

Zhou Cheng saw it at a glance, but did not put him in the sight.

It was very pleasant to kill the squadron leader, but the impact was also great. Even if someone took over as the squadron leader and continued to command the remaining troops, he would report the attack on the troops and the squadron leader was killed in battle. Perhaps the Japanese army would change the offensive plan.

After swinging the barrel slightly, Zhou Cheng found the deputy captain who followed him and slowly got into the sight.

The heavy machine gunner next to him was also swinging the barrel and aiming it in the middle of the Japanese army.

"beat……"

The moment Zhou Cheng shouted this word, the rifle in his hand also rang.

With a "Bao...", the deputy captain of the Japanese fell to the ground with an incredible face.

Seeing the squadron leader jumping off his war horse in a panic, he didn't understand why the enemy who shot him did not shoot at the squadron leader who was better aiming.

If the squadron leader dies, he can naturally take over the command and become the new squadron leader.

But all of this turned into a dream with the sudden gunshot.

"Dadada..."

The heavy machine guns are firing at the same time, and the dull and dense strafing sound is like firecrackers, and it cannot stop when it sounds.

The ammunition hand squatted beside him, pushing the bullet board with one hand and following behind with a new bullet board with the other hand, ready to insert it into the gun chamber at any time to ensure that the firepower of the heavy machine gun does not interrupt.

The heavy machine gun is very powerful, and bullets fly in the crowd. After the huge penetration power hits one Japanese, it can fly into the body of another Japanese.

The Japanese who were targeted by it were like fat sheep to be slaughtered. Wherever the bullets went, they were swept to the ground one by one, and some people's limbs were broken, and their flesh and blood were flying everywhere, tragic and chaotic!
Chapter completed!