The sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun seemed to open the curtain of battle. In an instant, the sound of the light and heavy machine gun came from the front, endlessly.

The vanguard of the first battalion of the Independent Regiment continued to fall.

Kong Jie's face changed, his eyelids twitched even more violently, and he said anxiously:

"Company Commander, what's going on before?"

The first company commander covered his shoulders and ran back from the front of the team, shouting: "The regiment commander is not good. I found a large-scale Japanese in front and surrounded us from the left and right sides!"

His palm covering his shoulders had already been dyed red, and the blood remained along the gaps of his fingers, and he was obviously injured in the moment of contact just now.

"Damn it! Whatever you are afraid of is coming!"

Kong Jie pulled out the wrench gun that was placed on his waist, then hugged his waist, ran to the front of the team along the shallow gully, picked up the telescope and observed it for a few glances.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Japanese Japanese in front of him, blocking his own way forward, Kong Jie's heart sank to the bottom.

"This group of Japanese devils is definitely prepared. If you can't do it well, the cavalry battalion of Wanjia Town is just bait!"

The first battalion commander Guan Dashan gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Grandma, I'm fighting with the Japanese!"

After saying that, he walked a few steps forward, raised the Czech light machine gun, half lying on the edge of the gully, and thrust at the surrounding Japanese.

The Japanese's light and heavy machine guns kept roaring, and many of the soldiers from the Second Battalion were hit. Kong Jie's heart was bleeding when he saw it.

As the commander, he didn't care about the casualties at this moment, and raised his telescope to observe and look for a breakthrough.

But the Japanese formation was airtight, and the light and heavy machine guns kept firing at this side, making the soldiers of the second battalion unable to raise their heads.

"It's broken! Hearing the gunshots, the Japanese's light and heavy machine guns totaled more than twenty!"

Kong Jie listened carefully to the gunshots of the Japanese, and his cold sweat came down. Then he looked up and saw soldiers falling down.

"No! You can't continue to fight like this!"

Then he found that the Japanese were constantly circulating on both sides of his team, surrounded most of them in just a few breaths. He was shocked and shouted to Guan Dashan:

"Dashan, stop fighting! Order the team to withdraw from the cavalry camp quickly!"

Guan Dashan turned around and looked at Kong Jie, saying, "Regiment Commander, once the cavalry battalion is withdrawn, the Japanese will block the gate of the cavalry battalion, and we can't even escape!"

"There is no way!" Kong Jie explained: "The Japanese are too powerful, we can't rush out at all. Moreover, the Japanese on both sides are forming a roundabout way towards us. Once the encirclement is formed, we will have no strength to fight back!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Dashan nodded and shouted to the team: "Retreat! Retreat to the camp of the cavalry battalion!"

The Japanese army also discovered the intention of the Eighth Route Army, and the encirclement speed was faster, but in the end, the firepower of light and heavy machine guns could not keep up for a while, and the firepower was sharply reduced.

The Second Battalion also gave up the front-line exchange of fire, and the troops behind changed to vanguards, strongly blocked the Japanese who were surrounding them, and finally withdrew from the cavalry camp without any danger.

The Second Battalion is not a coward like the puppet cavalry battalion. Although the weapons are unbearable, they are all brave and fearless. Relying on the bunkers and fortifications in the cavalry battalion, the Japanese have fierce firepower, but they cannot do anything to the Second Battalion for a while.

"Captain, in just ten minutes of firepower contact, we suffered a hundred soldiers!" Guan Dashan's voice was low, full of grief.

Kong Jie's face was full of anxiety, as if an ant on a hot pan was worried, and said, "I guessed it just now. There were no less than four or five hundred Japanese devils, and I'm afraid there were at least two or three squadrons of Japanese devils!"

Hearing this, Guan Dashan felt even more powerless. One squadron of Japanese devils was enough for them to drink a pot. Two or three squadrons, five or six hundred Japanese devils. Even if the whole regiment came, they could not take it down!

Guan Dashan did not hold this decadent sense of powerlessness on his face, for fear of affecting morale, but instead picked up the Czech style without saying a word and stood behind the bunker.

...

On the top of Wanjia Town, Yamamoto Ichiki looked at Okasaka Hikawa's army for not being able to intercept the Eighth Route Army outside the cavalry camp, and was full of disdain.

In his opinion, Okasaka Hikawa's troops were too slow to move, and they did not complete the siege as soon as they launched an attack, and they lost their advantage in combat in vain.

It was obvious that a premeditated encirclement and annihilation battle had all the advantages, but now the Eighth Route Army retreated to the camp of the cavalry battalion, which turned into a tough battle.

Although Yamamoto Kazuki thought so in his heart, he did not show it in order to achieve his goal, but instead praised him without hesitation:

"Okasaka-kun's team is indeed brave. As soon as he contacts, he defeated the Eighth Route Army! "

"Colonel Yamamoto has won the award!" Okasaka Hikawa showed a modesty look on his face. He opened his mouth and was about to continue talking, but was interrupted by the communication soldiers who rushed over.

"Report to Major Okasaka, the stronghold sent an urgent call!"

Looking at the hurrying communication soldier, Okasaka Hikawa frowned and said:

"read!"

"Hi!" The communication soldier responded, then expanded the folder in his hand and said:

"Our army was attacked by a small group of Tujia Eighth Route Army. Major General Miyao was very angry. I hope Major Okasaka will rush back as soon as possible!"

"Nani!" Okasaka Hikawa panicked. He never expected that the Eighth Route Army would dare to attack his base camp. What's even more terrifying is that Major General Miyao had arrived at this moment.

If the Tujiao Route Army fights in, Major General Miyao will have any accidents. Not only will he apologize for his death, but the entire Okasaka family will be ashamed of him!

Even though Major General Miyao was safe and sound, he still had no good results in his furiousness, and his rank as a major may not be able to be saved.

And doing all this is to show yourself in front of Major General Miyao, but now it is backfiring.

Yamamoto Ichiki was also startled by the sudden news. Looking at Okasaka Hikawa, who looked gloomy and gloomy, he thought for a moment and said:

"Okasaka-kun! Just a few local eighth routes are not worth worrying about."

"What does Colonel Yamamoto mean?" Okasaka Hikawa was a little confused at first, but now he saw Yamamoto Ichiki speak and asked hurriedly.

Yamamoto Ichiki looked at the cavalry camp in the distance and said, "Since you have done it, you have to achieve something. You will rush back now, without any effort. General Miyano's anger will definitely be something you can't bear!"

"The Independent Regiment is a main force of the Eighth Route Army. It has made a great contribution to destroying one of its battalions. I think General Miyao can't say anything!"

Okasaka Hikawa's face was gloomy and then shouted at the flag soldiers beside him: "Order the Second and Fourth Squadrons that within half an hour, they must take down the cavalry camp positions and wipe out the Eighth Route Army!"

"Hi!"
Chapter completed!