Zhang Dabiao was a little panicked when he heard this and quickly raised his telescope.

These little devils have indeed been timid recently, and Zhang Dabiao is also worried that if he really scares these little devils away, it will be self-defeating.

However, through the telescope, Zhang Dabiao saw that the Japs were still building positions and seemed to be making preparations for an attack.

Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ordered: "Have the artillery company immediately move to the second position and stay on standby."

"yes!"

The orderly soldier responded quickly and turned around to convey the order.

After about ten minutes, the puppet army suddenly dispatched two battalions of seven to eight hundred people and launched an attack from the left and right wings.

These Japs, each holding a gun, cautiously approached the Eighth Route Army's position.

Li Yunlong and the New Regiment are so famous that even the little devils are afraid, let alone these puppet troops.

These puppet troops didn't want to come at first, but the little devils directly set up machine guns and forced them to attack from behind.

If they don't attack, they will just shoot with machine guns.

These two devils were forced to have no choice but to come forward. After all, if they did not launch an attack, they would die soon.

Although you may die if you launch an attack, at least you won't die immediately, and there is still some hope of survival!

But these guys are also very smart, and they are all timid, fearing that they are even one step faster than others.

The puppet army officers, holding box cannons, huddled among the crowd, constantly urging their soldiers to continue to advance.

These puppet army officers were all on tenterhooks, but in their hearts they were constantly greeting the eighteenth generation of the little devil's ancestors.

Because the little devil said before that if they don't attack, they will shoot these battalion commanders first!

Zhang Dabiao looked at the approaching puppet troops and said with a sneer: "These bastard little devils are quite cunning. They sent these puppet troops to die!"

A soldier asked: "Batalion Commander, what should we do?"

Zhang Dabiao ordered: "The little devil is testing our strength!"

"We cannot reveal our strength, but we cannot appear too weak either."

"I sent an order to each company and sent out only one platoon from each company to fire, and I drove back this rabble."

"yes!"

A soldier next to him responded quickly and then passed on the order.

This group of puppet soldiers cautiously approached and kept firing at the Eighth Route Army's position.

Although they walked slower than a turtle crawling, they finally succeeded in entering the optimal shooting range of the Eighth Route.

At this time, following Zhang Dabiao's order, the soldiers on the position aimed at the enemy and directly pulled the trigger.

"Da da da~!"

"Bang bang bang~!"

A burst of intense gunfire rang out, and bullets flew towards the enemy like raindrops as fast as raindrops.

"Puff puff puff~!"

The bullet hit the enemy's body, making a muffled sound, and gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in the sky.

Amidst the shrill screams, the puppet troops who rushed in front immediately fell in large numbers.

The puppet army suddenly became confused, and some people turned around and started running back.

"Da da da~!"

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the Japs' machine guns opened fire.

He directly swept away the puppet soldiers who turned around and ran back.

A Japanese officer held a big iron trumpet and shouted loudly: "Continue the attack, or we will all die~!"

These pseudo-military men scolded their mothers, but there was nothing they could do.

If you rush forward, you will die, and if you retreat, you will die, so these guys all fell to the ground.

Let alone shooting, most people didn't even dare to move.

After a while, Zhang Dabiao felt that shooting like this was a waste of bullets.

Anyway, they didn't dare to come close, and the distance was also far away.

Zhang Dabiao ordered the soldiers to stop shooting.

The gunfire gradually stopped.

At this time, the puppet soldiers were still lying on the ground and did not dare to move.

After all, the situation just now was too dangerous, and basically everyone who dared to move was killed.

When Colonel Tian Haiyi saw this scene, he frowned deeply and couldn't help but cursed: "Baga Yalu!"

"These losers!"

"Send two more battalions of the Imperial Alliance Army up!"

"Hai!"

A Japanese officer nearby responded quickly and turned around to convey the order.

At this time, another Japanese officer asked: "Your Excellency, Colonel, since these Imperial Alliance troops are useless, what's the use of sending them up?"

Colonel Tian Haiyi said: "Even if it wastes some enemy ammunition, it is good."

"Our military strength is limited and we can no longer withstand too much consumption. After all, we cherish every soldier."

"His Excellency Colonel is wise."

Following Tian Haiyi's order, another seven to eight hundred puppet troops rushed onto the battlefield.

The kid supervising the battle seemed to have lost his patience this time. Seeing that they were walking too slowly, he directly swept a shuttle behind them.

The puppet troops were so frightened that they ran forward, and soon the two groups of puppet troops joined forces.

At this time, the gunfire on the Eighth Route Army position gradually stopped, causing the puppet troops to relax their vigilance.

Moreover, the little devils behind kept urging them to continue the attack, and threatened to shoot them if they didn't rush forward.

In desperation, these puppet soldiers could only stand up and continue to rush forward.

However, when they were only forty or fifty meters away from the position, a burst of intensive gunfire rang out from the Eighth Route Army's position. The puppet troops were immediately killed and injured, and they were so frightened that they stopped attacking again.

As a result, the two sides almost fell into a stalemate.

At this time, Xing Zhiguo was on the main peak of Xiantang Mountain, observing the situation on the battlefield, and said with a smile: "Zhang Dabiao hit him too hard, the little devil was scared."

"Just sent these puppet troops to come and consume us."

A staff officer next to him said: "There's nothing wrong with this, right?"

Xing Zhiguo said: "What do you know? We need to consume the Japs' strength before we can launch an attack."

"This way we have greater certainty. After all, these puppet troops don't have much combat effectiveness."

The staff officer asked: "What should we do now?"

Xing Zhiguo said: "Continue to observe and see what the situation is like!"

"Inform the cavalry battalion and ask them to be ready to cut off the Japanese's retreat."

"yes!"

A soldier next to him responded quickly and turned around to convey the order.

At this time, a soldier ran over and said: "Report to the deputy commander, the commander is calling urgently."

Xing Zhiguo quickly took the telegram, read it carefully, and said with a smile: "Call the leader back and tell us that we still need some time."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!