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Chapter 4 Complete Wipeout

With his condescending terrain advantage, Wang Ping could easily throw grenades to the Japanese.

But the Japanese who rushed to the bottom of the ridge had no way to throw their grenades onto the top of the ridge seven or eight meters high.

Although they had already held the grenade in their hands, they still had to rush up the ridge for more than ten meters before they could throw it out.

Wang Ping, who was anxiously waiting for this fighter plane, immediately ordered his subordinates to throw grenades without saying a word.

Except for a few veterans who let the grenade stay in their hands for three seconds before throwing it out, the other recruits threw it at the bottom of the beam as soon as they pulled the string.

As soon as more than twenty grenades exploded, more than ten Japanese figures were covered by gunpowder.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the platoon leader Zeng Quan immediately poked his body out of the ridge, raised his rifle, aimed at the Japanese machine gunner who had been staring at him for a long time and fired.

At a distance of 150 meters, Zeng Quan easily gave the Japanese machine gunner a headshot.

The light machine gun, which had been constantly gunfire just now, was stunned. The radiator next to him was stunned at first, and then immediately reacted. He took the light machine gun and was ready to continue shooting, but Zeng Quan did not intend to give him this opportunity.

As soon as the Japanese put the machine gun on their shoulders, a bullet penetrated into his head.

At this time, the smoke surrounding the Japanese infantry had slowly dissipated. After a glance, Wang Ping found in surprise that five of the eleven Japanese were alive, two of them were lying on the ground and wriggling, obviously they were injured.

The remaining three Japanese lie on the bottom of the beam, holding rifles to shoot at the top of the beam.

More than 20 grenades exploded together and only killed and injured eight Japanese devils. This result made Wang Ping feel helpless, and a thick solemn expression was once again covered with a thick layer of expression on his face.

It must be that the Liangdi Japanese were too powerful. When the troops threw grenades, they subconsciously lay on the ground.

Except for the few grenades that exploded in the air, the remaining grenades exploded before they exploded after hitting the bottom of the beam, which made the Japanese army hear it.

In this blink of an eye, three Japanese lying on the ground and holding guns to shoot again hit three or four recruits who wanted to probe their heads to observe the results of the battle.

Wang Ping, who quickly reacted, had an idea and immediately ordered: "Take the grenades of several sacrificed comrades, throw them away, let the grenades explode in the air, and destroy the remaining three Japanese."

In order to prevent the remaining three Japanese troops from rushing forward or retreating, Wang Ping gave an order while raising his pistol to shoot, attracting the attention of the Japanese and paralyzing them.

Soon, a few grenades emitting white smoke flew towards the Japanese one after another.

At this time, no matter how powerful the Japanese were, they could not avoid the dense grenade fragments falling from the sky. As soon as a few grenades exploded, the gunfire under the ridge stopped.

Including several veteran squad leaders, the twenty-one soldiers left in the platoon could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and rushed under the ridge with weapons. Looking at the troops rushing down, Wang Ping couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded under the ridge, and three or four new recruits were blown up in blood.

The violent explosion and bloody scene made Wang Ping wake up immediately.

The Japanese I am facing now are all elites and believe in the spirit of Bushido. Even if I am injured, as long as I can still move, I will try my best to die with my opponent.

"I've suffered, there are still Japanese wounded soldiers under the ridge!" Wang Ping, who looked shocked, immediately shouted to the Liangdi troops.

"Don't even get close to the Japanese soldiers. Kill them with guns. The Japanese will not surrender."

Wang Ping's reminder was still too late. As soon as he finished speaking, another explosion reached Wang Ping's ears. The three new recruits were blown up by the grenade with complex expressions of confusion and anger.

Thinking of the wounded soldiers on the Japanese machine gun position, Wang Ping did not care about the danger and rushed down the mountain ridge directly.

Sure enough, the Japanese who was injured at the beginning of the battle was lying on the ground, holding a rifle with a look of pain in the direction where Zeng Quan was, subconsciously shooting.

It was too late to remind Zeng Quan again at this time. Fortunately, Wang Ping raised his pistol in front and shot all the remaining bullets at the Japanese.

One of the bullets hit the Japanese on the shoulder, but the Japanese still shot them with pain.

But because of the shot on the shoulder, the bullets shot by the Japanese were slightly off and flew backwards against Zeng Quan's arm.

As a veteran, Zeng Quan's reaction was not slower than that of the Japanese. As soon as the gunshot sounded, he saw the Japanese, and immediately raised his rifle, pulled the trigger at the Japanese, and shot the Japanese in the head.

Then he looked at Wang Ping who was rushing over behind him with gratitude and said, "Thank you, you are not your life, and I will be thrown here today!"

Wang Ping nodded and replied: "All comrades, please don't say too much. Tell the soldiers that since the Japanese will not surrender even if they die, then don't be polite. Give each Japanese a knife a knife and don't be attacked by them again."

Soon, a cavalry team of twenty-eight Japanese corpses became the targets of the soldiers' corpses, and each Japanese corpse was stabbed at least two blood holes.

After seeing many recruits over the passion and anger just now, they could not stand the tragedy on the battlefield and ran to the side and vomited. Wang Ping, who also saw so many corpses for the first time, also had a pale face, but in the end he ended up holding it.

In order to calm himself down as soon as possible, Wang Ping immediately ordered: "Clean the battlefield immediately! Squad 1 collects the remaining war horses of the Japanese, Squad 2 collects weapons and ammunition, and Squad 3 collects the military uniforms and boots of the Japanese. We killed the Japanese cavalry, and the things on them were treasures, especially military coats and cotton uniforms. Don't forget that there are many comrades in the headquarters wearing single clothes."

Soon, Zeng Quan counted the results.

"Staff Officer Wang, we seized a total of 26 rifles, one machine gun, three pistols, twenty-eight sabers, more than 2,500 bullets, fifty-six grenades, and 14 combat horses that can be used. The rest are some military uniforms and armed belts, which I have no statistics."

The solemn expression on Wang Ping's face finally disappeared. After a brief hesitation, he ordered: "Let the soldiers each have a rifle, thirty bullets, and two grenades."

After that, Wang Ping seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Everyone can use the Japanese rifles and grenades!"

"Yes, I have trained all!" Zeng Quan, who looked happy, immediately affirmed.

Although the entire platoon lost one-third of the recruits, if they were replaced with Japanese rifles, the combat power in the platoon would only be strong but not weak. As the platoon leader, Zeng Quan must be very happy.

At this time, Wang Ping suddenly thought of the Japanese wicked light machine gun that suppressed the troops during the battle, and then asked: "Who can fire machine guns here? The Japanese cavalry may come again. Since it has been seized, it is best to use it."

Zhong Yusheng next to him immediately replied: "I have been a machine gunner before, but I have only been a Czech player, but I have never been a slut of the Japanese. I am afraid I won't be able to fight well!"

"I will teach you!" Wang Ping answered very affirmatively.

Then he ordered Zeng Quan: "Let the soldiers send the spoils behind the ridge and get familiar with the Japanese weapons as soon as possible. Maybe there will be a bad battle to fight later."
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