In order to take down the beam as soon as possible and fight quickly, the Japanese army rushed to the top of the mountain with a gun before they could come to the front to act as cannon fodder.

I rushed to the hillside, but there was no movement on the top of the beam.

They had suffered several close-range raids in the hands of the guerrillas. Facing the close-up Liangding, they not only did not dare to relax their vigilance, but were more cautious than before.

Everyone firmly believed that the Eighth Route Army was hidden on the top of the beam.

The reason why we didn't open fire at everyone must have hidden a more deadly conspiracy.

The closer we get to the top of the beam, the more guilty we feel and the more cautious we act.

As we walked, because the assault speed slowed down, the loose formation that had just now gradually became denser.

It didn't take me any time, Zhou Cheng decisively raised the box cannon.

More than 20 meters away, the three Japanese formed an inverted triangle. While approaching the top of the beam, they thrust bayonets to search for the bushes around them. When they saw a suspicious target, they pulled the trigger directly and took the initiative to prevent accidents.

The box cannon was slowly poked out by Zhou Cheng's big stone hiding, and the gun body was flattened and set in a continuous shooting state. When aiming at the target, the trigger was pulled.

Because the injury was flat, the shaking muzzle not only did not fire out and jump, but instead allowed the bullet to fly towards the Japanese in a fan shape.

In less than two seconds, the magazine was emptied, and more than ten bullets were like eyes, and they whizzed into the bodies of the three Japanese.

The light machine guns on the commanding heights and the riflemen hiding behind the bushes fired at their respective targets. Several soldiers hiding beside Zhou Cheng did not use guns and threw out grenades with their best efforts...

The sound of gunfire and explosion suddenly sounded.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers were like ripe wheat, and more than half fell down instantly.

The surviving Japanese thumped on the ground, raised his rifle and fought back.

But they have too few people and the terrain is not good for them. No matter where they are lying, the light machine guns on the commanding heights can be aimed at their backs and fired.

Although they caused great casualties to the row, they themselves suffered greater losses.

Captain Fukuda looked desperate.

The offensive troops did not understand their losses, and he could see clearly.

There were about thirty imperial troops, and less than half of them could move. The only machine gun team was also reimbursed by the opponent's machine gunners, losing their combat effectiveness.

Without machine gun cover and relying on just a dozen rifles, the Imperial Army is no match for two light machine guns, no matter how strong the combat effectiveness is, it is not the opponent of two light machine guns.

As expected, there were twelve soldiers left behind, led by the remaining squad leader, and quickly walked to Futian.

"Sir, the Eighth Route Army has too strong firepower. We do not have machine guns to provide fire protection, so we will definitely not be able to capture the top of the beam."

"The road ahead was cut off, so we could only climb over the mountains and into the forest, bypass the ridge in front, and then leave Jinshan."

After saying that, he ordered Fukuda without waiting for his reaction: "Why are you still standing there? Protect the chief into the forest and bypass the ridge in front!"

Futian finally walked out of Jinshan alive, but there were only a few subordinates left around him.

Seeing that the Japanese army was planning to bypass the mountain ridge, Zhou Cheng did not miss the opportunity to beat the dog in the water, so he immediately picked three veterans into the mountain to pursue him.

He chased after Futian and ran out of Jinshan before retreating.

Not only did he kill five Japanese soldiers, but he also captured eight puppet troops who were planning to leave the team.

On the first line of defense of the guerrillas, the troops left here were cleaning the battlefield. Xiang Feng surrounded a machine gun castle and cursed, looking unhappy.

Seeing Zhou Cheng coming back, he hurried over: "Captain, the Japanese are so cruel that they don't leave us a way out."

"There must be hundreds of Japanese and puppet troops we have eliminated here, but only one crooked hand and fourteen rifles were seized, which is so annoying!"

When Zhou Cheng heard this, he felt a little bad premonition in his mind. He thought of the battle in Xiaoling Village more than a month ago.

In order to seize more weapons and equipment, Zhou Cheng specifically shot and killed the Japanese and puppet troops carrying weapons and ammunition on their bodies.

Unexpectedly, the Japanese were even more cruel than themselves. Seeing that the extra weapons and ammunition were not taken away, they were directly reimbursed by a grenade.

Zhou Cheng also hoped that the guerrillas would make a fortune through the battle in front of him, and replaced the rifles equipped by everyone with 38 large covers to facilitate ammunition replenishment.

If the weapons equipped by the Japanese are bombed, it will be a big loss.

Wars are depleted, including not only used ammunition, but also weapons loss.

Zhou Cheng was not clear about the losses of other troops, but he remembered the losses of the security squad clearly.

Not only was a gun or a bullet not seized, seven soldiers were also sacrificed and seven rifles were lost.

In the blocking battle just now, a machine gun team on the commanding heights got two grenades from the Japanese, and the machine gun was silent on the spot.

If the machine gun is blown up, the machine gun seized by the troops here just makes up for the losses and there is no profit.

He asked quickly: "Where is the weapon? Did the Japanese bombardment be blown up again!"

Xiang Feng replied helplessly: "The machine gun castle that is all next to you, you might as well go and take a look!"

As soon as I walked to the entrance of the castle, a pungent smell of blood came to my face.

After taking a look inside, Zhou Cheng's stomach began to roll again.

The castle was covered with blood, and the broken weapon parts were piled everywhere.

There are even worse things, almost every part is covered with blood and minced meat, and some weapons are hung with half of intestines and bloody broken arms...

"What's going on?" Zhou Cheng suppressed the vomiting that kept coming from his stomach and asked with a calm face.

Xiang Feng had already vomited, and when he saw this bloody scene, he felt much better. He frowned and replied: "Captain, do you remember the last explosion that sounded when we captured the top of the beam?"

"The Japanese hid all the extra weapons in the castle and sent a seriously injured person to guard it."

"After we took the top of the beam, the seriously injured man decisively detonated the grenade on his body when he saw that the situation was not good."

"Not only did I blow myself into minced meat, but I also got the weapons and ammunition of a bunker."

"I probably looked at it and there were at least sixty rifles inside, most of which were 38 large covers."

Zhou Cheng was very heartbroken. These were dozens of rifles, not a few.

If it is intact, it will be enough for the guerrillas to expand two platoons.

He forced himself to resist the discomfort in his stomach and strode in. After checking one by one, a smile suddenly flashed on his heart-wrenching face: "There is no explosion, there are good guns in it. No matter how powerful the grenade is, it is impossible to blow up all the rifles."

"Let the soldiers clean up all of them, so that no part can leak. I just saw that many rifles have good barrels. Maybe they can replace the broken parts and continue to use them."

"There are ammunition, most of the bullets are still packed in ammunition, and they are intact. Send someone to clean them up immediately, and no bullet can be wasted."

"We used at least 3,000 machine gun bullets in this battle. In addition, we used up the usual training, and the bullets seized from the Donghui Town stronghold have been used up, and almost all the grenades and grenades are used up.

"If we don't make up for these losses, we will have no ammunition when the Japanese and puppet troops attack again, and no matter how good the guns in our hands are, they will not be as useful as a fire stick."
Chapter completed!