After glanced at the layout of the Japanese garrison, two infantry cannons and more than a dozen gunners placed in the middle of the garrison were directly targeted by Wang Ping.

While his eyes quickly shot out two rays of light, he shouted: "Continue to rush and occupy the Japanese artillery positions."

It was still six tilted horns to take the lead. Although the machine gunner holding the horns had changed several people, the offensive firepower of the first company did not weaken.

At a distance of several dozen meters, the bullets fired by the crooked sling easily covered the Japanese artillery positions, and more than a dozen gunners were killed on the spot.

The remaining gunners were still alive, and they knew very well that they were not the opponent of the independent battalion. Seeing that the company was rushing closer and closer, they dropped the infantry artillery and fled to the remaining infantry squad behind.

As soon as he rushed to the Japanese artillery position, before he had time to take a look at the two infantry cannons he had obtained, a series of heavy machine guns fired to Wang Ping's ears.

"Battery Commander, be careful!" When a guard shouted loudly, he jumped up and then threw Wang Ping to the ground.

Although Wang Ping, who was caught off guard, was thrown into a dog and ate the shit, he was not injured. The guard who saved his life was not so lucky, and was beaten into a hornet's nest with five or six soldiers around him.

Hamasaki, who had only one reinforcement team left in his hand, saw that the Eighth Route Army had entered the garrison, immediately realized that he had lost today, and he had completely defeated, and had no chance to turn defeat into victory.

As a grassroots officer who was deeply influenced by the Bushido spirit, Hamasaki was not afraid of death. After entering the garrison, Hamasaki's first subconscious thought was to fight with the Eighth Route Army with her remnants and die here.

But this idea disappeared instantly with the adjutant's advice.

"Captain, there is an old saying among the Chinese people: Keep the green mountains and you are not afraid of burning out of materials. You have just been promoted to the magistrate and have a lot of futures. You must not die here in battle. While the Eighth Route Army has not yet come, you retreat immediately and I will stay for cover!"

"Yes, I have a great future and my family, so I definitely can't die here!" Hamasaki suddenly reacted and thought to himself.

Then he promised to his confidant adjutant: "I will leave you two heavy machine guns, one combat team, and be sure to block the Eighth Route Army for twenty minutes! Others will retreat with me and retreat to the county town!"

In this way, Hamasaki led a radio communication team and more than fifty Japanese soldiers to retreat like a stray dog.

The remaining adjutant saw the Eighth Route Army killing the artillery positions all the way, and immediately ordered his subordinates to defend on the spot.

When the Independent Battalion rushed to the artillery position and was completely exposed to the guns of the Japanese, the adjutant decisively issued a shooting order, and then the scene of the guard sacrificing himself to save Wang Ping just now appeared.

Wang Ping's anger can be imagined when the guard he was familiar with died like this.

He glanced at the Japanese army and ordered: "Where is the grenade launcher, fire the gun immediately and kill the Japanese machine gun fire point. The others are ready to charge and kill all the Japanese!"

Soon, grenade explosions sounded around two heavy machine guns of the Japanese army. Three rounds of twelve grenades hit, and the two heavy machine guns were completely silent.

The result that Wang Ping wants most now is to kill all these Japanese. As for whether to seize two heavy machine guns, he doesn't care.

Therefore, as soon as the heavy machine guns stopped, Wang Ping ordered a series of kills with anger.

A dozen Japanese, looking at the Eighth Route Army who were slaughtering over, bayonets were used to put bayonets on their rifles, and then teamed up with a few people, posing as bayonets.

The Eighth Route Army has many soldiers and is equipped with a large number of machine guns. If it is more than firepower, one can beat itself into a hornet's nest if it meets the Eighth Route Army.

It is different to fight for bayonets. Since the beginning of the war of aggression against China, battles have proved to the world again and again that if you fight for bayonets on the battlefield, two, three, and even more Chinese people are not opponents of an imperial army soldier in the Empire.

Since they were left behind in the palace, these Japanese knew that they would die here today. Since they were all dead, the Japanese must have wanted to bring more Eighth Route Army troops to take charge of themselves before they died in battle. It would not be too unfair to die in battle.

And fighting bayonets with the Eighth Route Army is the only way for the Japanese to pull more Eighth Route Army back.

When placed in other Eighth Route Army units, they would definitely fight with the Japanese with rifles. Because they were not as luxurious as independent battalions, they would give as much bullets as they wanted in battle. For them, they would save one bullet on the battlefield, and bayonets were the best way to save bullets.

But the Japanese encountered an independent battalion with sufficient ammunition and well-equipped independent battalion.

Seeing some old Red Army cadres who had just joined the independent battalion, and seeing the Japanese preparing to fight for bayonets, they looked like they wanted to rush over. Wang Ping immediately cursed: "Are the crooked hands in your hands all fire sticks? The machine gunners immediately fired and gave me these Japanese. I don't have so much time to rush with the Japanese here!"

"Dadada!" The three crooked men next to him shot directly amid the Japanese's scolding, but no matter how they scolded the Eighth Route Army for being cunning, they could not change the ending of being beaten into a hornet's nest.

Many Eighth Route Army soldiers around him also looked at him with a stunned look on their faces. Although many soldiers did not speak, Wang Ping suddenly read these words from their expressions, thinking that he was unfair!

Wang Ping frowned and cursed directly: "Are you all stupid? Isn't it just killing a dozen Japanese! What did I say before the battle? You can use cannons to solve battles without machine guns. You can use guns to solve battles without bayonets. Just now, dozens of bullets were cleaned up in a few seconds. If you fight for bayonets, how long will you take to clean them up and how many casualties will you take to clean them up!"

"I remember what I said just now, the lives of soldiers are much more important than bullets and shells!"

After hearing Wang Ping's words, ordinary soldiers looked at Wang Ping with admiration and fanatic expressions, especially the soldiers who changed from the puppet army. This was almost the first time in their military career that the commander who valued their lives so much.

As for the officers, they all showed a thoughtful expression, especially the old Red Army cadres who Wang Pinggang dug out from the military sub-district.

At this time, Zhang Qing hurried over and reported: "The battalion commander, dozens of Japanese soldiers have escaped and are escaping their lives towards the county town. There are reports from puppet troops that these Japanese who fled brought a radio station and are not equipped with heavy weapons!"

"It's certain there is a radio station!" Wang Ping stared at Zhang Qing and chased me.

"I'm sure!" Zhang Qing said affirmatively.

"You must catch up with them and seize the radio station! I know the soldiers are tired, but the radio station is really important to us! Company Commander Zhang, draw fifty soldiers with good physical strength, bring machine guns and grenade launchers, and chase them with me!" Wang Ping immediately made a decision.

Wang Ping once again showed his command art to his subordinates with facts, telling everyone that as long as he follows him, he will definitely win a battle.

So, when I heard that I would follow Wang Ping to chase the Japanese, all the soldiers who could move were actively signing up.

Because there were too many people, Wang Ping finally ordered eighty soldiers to chase the Japanese with him.

In order to survive, the Japanese ran wildly towards the county town to escape. Wang Ping followed the Japanese closely behind the Japanese for the sake of the radio.

After chasing me for nearly half an hour, Major Hamazaki knew that the Eighth Route Army was chasing him behind him.

"Who is willing to stay and block the Eighth Route Army?" Hamasaki asked with a gloomy face to the panicked subordinates beside him.
Chapter completed!