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Chapter 481: Dozing off, Someone Gives A Pillow

Without the Japanese to supervise the battle, no one suddenly stabbed himself in the back, and all the Japanese soldiers who were still alive on the high ground breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the bullets flying towards the front getting denser, they became even more frightened, who were already scared.

Without hesitation, he took a few steps back, held his head in his hands and pressed against the ground, allowing bullets to fly over his head.

As a result, the blocking firepower on the high ground suddenly decreased by 60% to 70%.

The company commander of the puppet army was unwilling to be defeated like this. He followed the Japanese devils just now and threatened his subordinates to join the battle again with a box cannon.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..." When the scolding of threatening subordinates was still echoing in the high ground, the dull heavy machine gun strafing suddenly rang out on a pile of soil more than two hundred meters away in front.

The company commander felt something hit hard in his chest, and a severe pain immediately came out.

My whole body began to be out of control, as if I had lost my energy and fell to the ground with my back.

The company commander of the puppet army was so unlucky. As soon as the heavy machine gun that the guerrilla squadron attacked with the team was set up, the machine gunner saw him holding a box cannon on the high ground, showing off his power, and he was fierce and didn't know what he was talking about.

Anyone with some common sense knows that in the puppet army, only officers above the deputy company are qualified to be equipped with short guns.

The prepared heavy machine gunner definitely doesn't want to let go of this big fish, and immediately identified him as his first round shooting target.

Quickly put the upper body of the company commander into the sight, and then pull the trigger...

Liu Shuihe was half-squatting on the mound of soil. He didn't know that the heavy machine gun beside him would kill the puppet army company commander as soon as the heavy machine gun was fired.

But it can be clearly seen that as soon as the heavy machine gun fired, the puppet troops on the high ground became even more turbulent.

The Japanese supervising the battle died, and the remaining puppet troops were in chaos because of heavy machine guns firing. This was definitely an excellent opportunity for the guerrillas to attack the high ground.

Liu Shuihe's eyes shone brightly and immediately ordered: "The trumpet officer blew the charge, the whole army attacked and took down the high ground!

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"Comrades, rush... dongdongdongdong..."

The sound of charge, the shouts of soldiers, the dull strafing sound of heavy machine guns... were soon heard in front of the high ground.

At least two hundred soldiers jumped up from the ground, one by one, like little tigers, holding guns and rushing to the high ground desperately.

"The Eighth Route Army has begun to attack, what should I do?" A puppet army platoon leader was so scared that he was speechless. He looked at the soldiers around him and shouted with a look of despair.

"The company commander died, the Japanese died, and there are more people from the Eighth Route Army than us. There is no way to fight this battle... Let's run away!" a squad leader suggested.

A stone caused a thousand waves, and the idea of ​​running away and running away was recognized by most puppet troops as soon as it spread, and only one person could take the lead. As long as someone was a role model, the remaining puppet troops would definitely scatter and instantly turn into a bunch of defeated soldiers.

"I don't want to die yet...I want to go home..." A new recruit who had just joined the security brigade for less than two months collapsed, took the gun and bullets to the ground, turned around and ran back.

"I'm not going to be a traitor anymore... I'm going home..." The second puppet army followed closely behind, threw down their weapons and ammunition and fled back.

The Japanese died, the company commander died, and the troops were headless. Faced with the sudden appearance of defeated soldiers, surprisingly no one said anything to stop them.

There are even some officers who hope that more soldiers will run away together so that they will have the opportunity to escape with the defeated soldiers, and they will not have to bear the responsibility.

Without the commander's stop, more and more puppet troops began to flee.

Someone lost his weapons and ammunition and did not want to continue to serve in the army.

Some people fled with their weapons and ammunition, preparing to escape and return to the Japanese to continue to be traitors, or sell them with weapons and ammunition in the future...

When Liu Shuihe led his troops to the high ground, there were only more than twenty Japanese and puppet troops, five or six wounded soldiers who could not move, weapons and ammunition on the ground, and a single puppet army standing there.

More than 80 puppet troops all turned into defeated soldiers and fled from all directions. The fast-moving puppet troops had already run away more than 100 meters.

"Captain, these two Japanese devils are too careless!" The platoon leader seemed to have not fought enough and shouted in discomfort.

"They would collapse if we attacked one time. It would be great if the Japanese had such an easy fight."

"The puppet troops who were running for life were right in front of them, and there were still many people running for life with weapons and ammunition. They must be desperate and want to continue to be traitors. I will immediately take people to chase them and capture them all."

Liu Shuihe shook his head: "What are you chasing? Our mission is to intercept the ammunition supplies transported by the Japanese and puppet troops. As for those puppet troops who are like soft eggs, they will run away!"

"But don't underestimate the enemy too much, not all puppet troops are so easy to fight."

"We are lucky today. The puppet army we encountered came from the security brigade that the Japanese army had just expanded for several months. They had many new recruits, so they had poor combat effectiveness. If they met the second Japanese soldiers trained by the Japanese, it would be difficult to fight."

"Don't worry about the escaped puppet troops, concentrate their forces to continue chasing the convoy in front."

"According to the order of the superiors, we not only intercepted the ammunition supplies given to the frontline by the Japanese and puppet troops and consumed a lot of their troops, but also let the Japanese and puppet troops in the city know that all this was done by the Eighth Route Army guerrillas and had nothing to do with the National Salvation Army."

"We just missed a message, but I didn't expect someone to come to deliver the pillow as soon as I dozed off."

"The two Japanese who were running away must have returned to the county town. They can be used as messengers for us and tell the Japanese that the supplies and ammunition they sent to the front line were intercepted by us."

At this moment, the deputy captain of the second lieutenant had just run forward less than a kilometer with the convoy.

He could see clearly the scene of the birds scattering in the back of the palace, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He didn't expect that the puppet army was so indifferent. From the start of the gun, the two sides collapsed in less than five minutes after the exchange of fire.

Seeing hundreds of Eighth Route Army quickly crossing the high ground, not chasing the defeated soldiers, and directly chasing them towards him, the second lieutenant became even more angry.

The hero just now cut off his arm not only failed to achieve the goal of slowing down the pursuit of the Eighth Route Army, but also caused him to lose six imperial troops and one company of the Imperial Army. It can be said that he lost his wife and his troops.

There is no medicine for regret in the world. Now that things have come to this, he can only accept this cruel fact.

He gritted his teeth and ordered: "Our speed must be accelerated. After the troops behind the palace are finished, the Eighth Route Army is chasing us again. We must at least meet with the support troops when they catch up with us, otherwise we will all die at the hands of the Eighth Route Army!"

The convoy set off with more than 400 people escorted it, and after the two firefights, less than 200 people were left.

The heavy losses made all Japanese and puppet troops realize the strength and cunning of their opponents.

No one wanted to die, especially the puppet troops in the middle of the team.

When they heard the news that the Eighth Route Army was chasing again, they all seemed to be frightened and all rushed forward without stopping.

The baggage soldiers walked next to the mules and horses pulling the cart, and the whip held in their hands kept whipping at them, hoping to make them walk faster.

Some Japanese thought the cart was too slow, so they immediately called the puppet army next to them to help push the cart.

Therefore, except for the vanguard troops and the convoy, the dozens of Japanese soldiers still guarded the convoy with guns, the remaining puppet troops turned into baggage troops, surrounding the large trucks, with some pushing carts and some trucks...

Liu Shuihe led his troops to chase him. He saw everything he saw in his eyes what the Japanese and puppet troops were doing and how to speed up the march.

He snorted coldly and ordered: "As soon as you go out of the line, have you seen the fork in front of the road? You can walk five or six hundred meters less by walking on the left path. You can immediately lead the troops to march to the front of the Japanese and puppet troops and stop them."

"Just block them for five minutes, the main force will be able to catch up and participate in the battle!"

The two troops were too close to each other. The Japanese and puppet troops could not escape Liu Shuihe's eyes, and the actions of the guerrilla squadrons could not escape the eyes of the Japanese army.

As soon as Liu Shuihe was divided, he was looked at by the Japanese lieutenant and made a judgment with a calm face: "The Eighth Route Army wants to walk around us on a small path!"

"What should I do?" The puppet army battalion commander was very anxious.

The three companies under his command have already lost two companies. If he loses another company, he will become the commander of the barely-powered commander, and he may even lose his life here.

"The convoy must not stop now!" The deputy captain of the second lieutenant knew his current situation very well and thought about the answer.

"The main force of the Eighth Route Army is closely behind us. We can still walk forward for five or six kilometers at the current marching speed, and maybe we can run into the receiving troops."

"If the convoy stops for two or three minutes due to accident and walks one or two kilometers forward, you will be caught up. You will definitely not have the chance to meet the support force. Everyone will definitely die at that time!"

"We must divide our troops to hold this detour force. No matter how long it can last, as long as the Eighth Route Army's detour force is not allowed to run ahead of us!"

After the lieutenant said that, he stared at the puppet army battalion commander.

After deducting more than 30 baggage troops in the baggage squad, there were less than 30 combat troops participating in the transportation, most of which were heavy machine gunners and gunners, so they would definitely not be able to separate the troops to block the detoured troops.

Therefore, this task can only be handed over to the puppet army.

The puppet army battalion commander knew very well what this gaze meant and didn't want to answer the conversation.

But in order to survive, I had to bite the bullet and take the order: "I will draw two platoons from the Fourth Company to drag down the Eighth Route Army's detour troops."

"No matter how poor the combat effectiveness of the two platoons is, it will definitely be fine to delay for two or three minutes."

After saying that, the battalion commander felt as if he had been stabbed by a knife.

After deducting the two platoons that were about to go to the battlefield, he only had a guard platoon and a main platoon in his hand, with less than seventy people in total, and there were not as many troops as the commander of a company commander.

The second lieutenant's deputy captain achieved the goal: although the two puppet platoons were defeated after only two minutes, they only saved more than 300 meters from these two minutes. They watched the convoy leave from their eyes, otherwise they would definitely be able to rush to the front of the Japanese army.

The deputy captain of the second lieutenant breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ordered the convoy to continue moving forward.

Now that the convoy can no longer withdraw troops, it means that there will be no accidents in the next march. Only by joining the support troops quickly can you prevent such accidents from happening.
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