Chapter seven hundred and twenty seventh head-on attack
The rolling hills are endless as far as the eye can see, and the fields full of crops are growing gratifyingly among the hills.
In the thick darkness, a group of puppet soldiers holding torches trotted along the path beside the crop fields, their heavy breathing mixed with messy footsteps.
"Hurry! Hurry up! Don't let Zhang Liechen and the others run away!"
The puppet battalion commander Zhang Laizi was sweating profusely while running, and the puppet troops were running in scattered directions. He was still shouting and urging.
Now the puppet battalion commander Zhang Laizi was very excited and excited. He couldn't find anything even after wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.
I thought I would let Zhang Liechen run away this time, but who knew he would actually arrive at Xiaowangzhuang? No wonder he was so ruthless.
After receiving the report from the Liu family in Xiaowangzhuang, he immediately gathered back all the four companies of puppet troops who had dispersed to search, and then went straight to Xiaowangzhuang.
However, the puppet battalion commander Zhang Lezi also made a conscious decision, that is, he did not tell the Japanese captain Sadao Kasai who was in Qinghe Town about the news that Zhang Liechen and his companions had broken out of the encirclement and settled in Xiaowangzhuang, hoping to monopolize this credit.
After wiping out Zhang Liechen and the others, when he returned to the county seat, he still thought that he, the battalion commander, could move up a bit.
The puppet soldiers were hungry and tired now, and their legs felt like lead, but Zhang Laizi had already increased the reward for catching Zhang Liechen to one hundred oceans, and they risked their lives for the oceans.
Fortunately, we are very close to Xiaowangzhuang. The puppet battalion commander Zhang Lezi is now praying in his heart that the Liu family must stabilize them, otherwise it will be all in vain.
"Run, I can't run anymore..."
Liu Er who came out to report the news was like running back and forth. His usually pampered little body could not bear it.
"Take him away!"
Zhang Lezi looked at Liu Er who couldn't run away and waved to the two puppet soldiers.
When Zhang Lezi and the others hurried to Xiaowangzhuang, Yang Ling and the others had stopped on a slightly higher hill outside Xiaowangzhuang, preparing to set up an ambush here.
The brothers brought by Yang Ling and the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla detachment totaled more than 400 people, and they were all lying on the hills about 200 meters away from the road.
"Give the bullets to the brothers in the guerrilla detachment and even them out..."
Yang Ling was observing the movement in the east and giving instructions in a low voice.
Yang Ling wanted to fight this puppet army on a temporary basis. Firstly, he wanted to re-energize the morale of the guerrilla officers and soldiers. Secondly, he wanted to establish his prestige in the detachment by winning a battle. After all, he was a newcomer and wanted to gain their recognition quickly.
What could be simpler and faster than winning a battle?
Moreover, they are in the dark now, and neither the puppet army nor the Japanese know that such a well-trained force has arrived in Qinghe Town, and can deliver a severe blow to the paralyzed enemy.
"blacksmith--"
"have!"
Yang Ling ordered: "Move the machine gun forward ten meters, and explain clearly to them the range blocked by each machine gun, so that the first round of strikes can cause maximum damage to the enemy."
"yes!"
Yang Ling and the others did not bring many machine guns this time, only six Czech-style light machine guns. After all, supplies in the war zone behind enemy lines were tight, so they were specially taken care of. Machine guns are now their only heavy firepower.
However, the machine gunners who followed Yang Ling and the others were all veterans brought over from the 74th Army. He was not worried that they would not be able to use their machine guns to suppress the enemy.
Under the blacksmith's whispered orders, the brothers of the six machine gun groups moved forward one after another to establish a crossfire point. Then they quickly took out their shovels and dug machine gun trenches on the spot. Some people climbed out to clear the area within the machine gun's firing range.
obstacle.
The brothers are very skilled at this. After all, they train regularly and everything is in order.
Yang Ling and his brothers with rifles were also looking for suitable positions to dig foxholes and hide on the spot. The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas were also stunned. They had no tools and could only find some on the spot.
Stones and earth pits lay down.
Nearly four hundred brothers lay down along the high ground of the hills. The humidity at night was very heavy, and the mosquito bites caused the skin of the brothers exposed outside their sleeves to become red and swollen.
"I'm coming!"
Soon, the sentry sent out a warning sentry and ran back from the darkness where it was.
When Yang Ling and others arrived at Xiaowangzhuang, Liang Xiaoshan, the squad leader of the guerrilla detachment, took a shortcut across the river, while the puppet soldiers came from the bridge upstream, so they took a detour of several miles.
"Ready to fight!"
The torches swaying in the darkness could already be vaguely seen, and the brothers passed on Yang Ling's orders one by one.
Yang Ling and other old brothers were all veterans who had fought many battles. Although they saw the team holding torches approaching, they were not nervous. They gently pulled the bolt of the gun and loaded the ammunition.
The quality of the officers and soldiers in the guerrilla detachment was mixed. Seeing so many puppet troops coming, and thinking of the fierce appearance of the puppet troops with their claws and teeth during the day, I felt a little frightened. Looking left and right, I started to make plans for myself.
There is no way out. If the situation is not right, it is still important to escape.
Yang Ling didn't expect these mixed guerrilla detachment officers and soldiers to play a big role. The purpose of letting them come to watch the battle was more important than to fight. It was just to let them know that the enemy was not terrible, and to help them regain their confidence.
The puppet army's team was very long, with guns slung across their shoulders, and they ran in a chaotic manner, without even noticing Yang Ling and the others who were hiding in ambush by the roadside.
Yang Ling loaded his shell gun with bullets and put it back in the holster on his waist as a backup, then grabbed the slightly heavy 79 rifle, placed it in front of him, and put it on fire.
"beat!"
Seeing that most of the puppet troops had arrived nearby, Yang Ling decisively gave the order to open fire.
"Bang bang bang——"
The dull sound of gunfire broke the silence of the night, and the whistling bullets dragged the hot spray out of the muzzle and crashed into the unsuspecting puppet troops.
"Puff!"
"ah!"
Faced with this sudden attack, blood spurted out, and the puppet soldiers who were running out of breath immediately wailed and fell in a large area.
"There's an ambush!"
"Ambush!"
When the puppet soldiers encountered this sudden attack, they were also panicked. There was chaos. Some raised their guns to fight back, and some ran into the crop fields beside the road...
"Da da da--"
But Yang Ling and the others would not give the puppet troops too many chances. The six machine guns also opened fire one after another, spitting out strings of flames from the muzzles, and the scarlet bullets swept towards the panicked puppet troops.
The puppet soldiers who were running around and shouting were ravaged by the wind-like bullets. The sound of bullets hitting their bodies continued to sound, scarlet blood spurted, and those who raised their guns to fight back were beaten into bloody sieves.
The torch fell to the ground and ignited the grass on the roadside. The flames flew wildly. Under the light of the fire, the puppet soldiers were killed and injured everywhere, and the ground was a bright red.
"Damn it, machine gun, machine gun fire back!"
The puppet battalion commander Zhang Lezi threw himself into the ditch beside the road. Facing the locust-like bullets, he screamed angrily that they had been ambushed.
A puppet army machine gunner panicked and put his machine gun on a ridge. He had just fired a few bullets when the fire from two directions knocked him down and he was covered in blood. The machine gun also misfired.
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Although the puppet troops were outnumbered, they were suppressed by the fierce and cunning firepower of Yang Ling and others.