Chapter 085 Attack the enemy's weaknesses with one's own strengths (seeking further reading!)
"Woooooooooooo...boom..."
The artillery company did not give Yamamoto Kazuki a chance to retreat, and six artillery shells roared and hit the hiding position of the second and third teams.
The little devil here is very strong, but no matter how powerful he is, he is still made of flesh and blood. As long as a cannonball hits him, no matter whether he is lying down or squatting, he will be killed immediately.
"Baga, we are being targeted by the Eighth Route Army artillery. Move and retreat immediately!" Yamamoto Kazuki's face suddenly turned pale and he gave the order in a hurry.
He and his subordinates were hiding here without making any noise. He couldn't figure out how he was targeted by the Eighth Route Army artillery and fired the shells so accurately that two of his subordinates were killed by the first six shells.
The special agent team is most afraid of shelling. In front of steel cannonballs, no matter how powerful the flesh and blood body is, it will be blown into pieces.
As the founder of the Secret Service, Kazuki Yamamoto, no one knows the weaknesses of the Secret Service better than him.
Seeing the continuous shells falling around him, he, who had always been calm, felt the pressure of battle for the first time and ordered his men to retreat despite the artillery fire.
"Rumble..."
The explosions continued, and no one knew where the shells would land next.
This group of agents who were fearless in the face of danger had to put their hope of survival in the gods. They retreated in a curve while praying, hoping that the next cannonball would not hit them.
But not all the devils' prayers were useful, and some unlucky ones were constantly blown to the ground in the explosions.
Kazuki Yamamoto is worthy of being the captain of the special agent team. He is very strong. He dodged left and right during the artillery fire and was the first to break out of the artillery fire coverage area.
After waiting for half a minute, more than twenty subordinates rushed out of the shelling area. The artillery fire behind them finally stopped, and eight or nine more subordinates took the opportunity to rush out of the smoke.
This means that the shelling just now killed at least twenty of his subordinates.
Yamamoto Kazuki was so heartbroken that he almost cried. He stared with red eyes and ordered: "The mission failed. The troops will return the same way and evacuate Yangcun immediately!"
"Colonel, there is a company of Eighth Route Army in front blocking the way!" A member of the team exploring the road rushed back to report.
Yamamoto Kazuki was worried that he had been holding back his anger and had no place to vent it. When he heard that the Eighth Route Army was in front of him, his eyes began to light up.
Pointing at a subordinate next to him, he gave the order: "Take your men and feign a frontal attack!"
"Others will circle around from the flanks and try to get in front of the enemy before firing..."
"I want to kill the Eighth Route Army blocking the road ahead and avenge the warriors who just died in battle!"
"Ha Yi!" The two team members with the rank of captain nodded and accepted the order, and rushed forward with their submachine guns in hand.
The special agent team with less than 30 people left immediately divided into three and attacked the battalion blocking the road, preparing to kill the opponent with a small advantage.
"Captain, there are Japs coming towards us!" The first company commander lay beside Kong Jie and reminded them. They were guarding a mountain ridge, condescending, and could see the Japs special agent team from a long distance away.
"Everyone is ready for battle. We will open fire when the Japanese rush to a distance of 200 meters. When they reach a position of 100 meters, we will retreat and fight at the same time. We must not let them rush to a distance of 100 meters in front of us!" Kong Jieyi
Command with a serious face.
"Shoot from two hundred meters away...are you wrong?" the company commander asked with wide eyes and disbelief on his face.
"At such a long distance, the soldiers' hit rate is no more than 20%, and the recruits don't even have a half percent hit rate. It's a waste of bullets and they can't kill many Japanese!"
"How about we stick to the old rules and put them a hundred meters away before shooting!"
"Execute the order, and I will tell you the reason after the battle!" Kong Jie shook his head and ordered.
It is the duty of soldiers to obey orders. Seeing that the regiment commander was not joking with him, the first company commander could only suppress his inner doubts and resolutely carry out the order.
Yamamoto Kazuki followed the frontal assault team.
Based on his understanding of the Eighth Route Army, there would be no danger until the commandos rushed a hundred meters in front of the formation.
The result was quite different from his judgment.
As soon as more than a dozen team members rushed to the position 200 meters in front of the formation, the rifle machine guns on the ridge rang out, and bullets flew towards them.
The shooting distance was very far, and only one of his subordinates was hit, but this incident shocked Yamamoto Kazuki.
He also hoped that the special forces would use submachine guns to suppress the Eighth Route Army during close encounters, creating opportunities for outflanking troops to raid the mountain ridges.
As a result, the opponent fired while he was still two hundred meters away.
The range of the submachine gun is limited. Shooting from this distance cannot hurt the Eighth Route Army on the ridge, which means that the special agents can only be beaten passively in this position.
The opponent's three light machine guns fired wildly, and the two grenade launchers fired grenades non-stop. No matter how concealed the subordinates were, they would always miss their mark.
His original idea was to wipe out the entire Eighth Route Army on the mountain ridge without losing a single subordinate.
As a result, one of his men was lost two hundred meters away.
When they rush to the effective range of the submachine gun, someone will definitely be shot!
This result is something Yamamoto Kazuki never wants to see.
The training cost of Yamamoto's special agent team is very high. Each agent team member is trained to kill the opponent's important targets.
The Eighth Route Army in front of him was just an ordinary army. In Yamamoto Kazuki's eyes, one member could not replace all of them, let alone the loss of several members.
The idea of ​​continuing to eliminate the Eighth Route Army in front suddenly disappeared. For fear that another team member would be killed, he decisively issued a retreat order.
"All assault teams must retreat and continue to retreat by bypassing the Eighth Route Army blocking the way in front!"
On the mountain ridge, Kong Jie caught the Japs as soon as they retreated. He was surprised and analyzed with a serious face: "This group of Japs is really different from the ones we encountered before!"
"Huang Yu is right: they are equipped with submachine guns and their range is limited. They cannot threaten our safety from two hundred meters away. They can only be beaten passively and have to retreat!"
"If we let them get closer and then open fire, with more than a dozen submachine guns firing at the same time, the combined firepower of our entire company will be no match for us, and we will be the ones passively beaten!"
"Captain, the Japanese seem to be trying to bypass us and continue to retreat... Do you want to catch up?" the company commander asked anxiously.
"We must chase, but we can't get too close!" Kong Jie ordered.
"Keep a distance of two hundred meters from them. We will follow the devils wherever they go. When the light machine guns and grenade launchers find an opportunity, they will fire. There is no need to save bullets for me. We will kill every one we can!"
The battle at the entrance of the village had ended, and only after the smoke shrouded here had cleared, Huang Yu allowed the assault platoon to enter this bloody battlefield.
More than forty Japanese corpses lay scattered on the ground. Many of the Japanese were left with only half of their bodies left after being blown up, and their internal organs were everywhere.
Huang Yu had already adapted to the bloody scene in front of him and went straight to the corpse of a little Japanese.
